Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Rumble..."

The stage quaked again, and the boy who pulled back and forth and pressed the bar of the bellows suddenly stopped, and the fire curtain disappeared at the moment when he stopped.

He looked up and the camera was also aimed at it. It turned out that the water in the iron pan had dried up, leaving no trace.

"Miss Chiyo, do me a favor—"

Xia Yu turned her head and said to the hostess, "Help me add water. If I tell you to stop, stop."

"Good, good!"

The hostess immediately ran to carry the bucket, but when she approached the stone stove, she was shocked by the high temperature and took a small step back. Sweat dripped from her forehead and pretty nose. She pursed her mouth, now she was psychologically prepared and slowed down. Step forward.

"All right!"

The chef who was still holding the lever said that Chiyo Aichi backed away in relief, and then Xia Yu resumed the previous rhythm.

call--

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After a pot of water was boiled for about ten minutes, Xia Yu finally stopped wiping off his sweat.

Standing in the center of the stage, Watanabe Yuki announced: "One hour has passed since the cooking session!"

"Is one hour, enough!"

Xia Yu went to clean his hands carefully, then returned after a while, put on heat-insulating gloves, and put on a layer of damp cloth. Then he went up and hugged the hot'Fan Zeng' and put it on the ground with a thud.

Click.

Flip the lid, raging steam comes out!

Paying attention to the naginata thistle here, his complexion changed drastically, and at the moment when the lid was opened, the strong scent of rice was blown across the audience.

"Snapped--"

The fragrance of rice fragrant and brand-new oil is incompatible with each other, and the air flow on the stage is disturbed.

Xia Yu didn't seem to notice the sudden change atmosphere, put the heavy wooden cover again, and then stretched out his hand to take out the first bamboo strip compartment.

The screen stops.

Time stopped.

A whole page of rice grains, looming in the Ruoruuowu mist, the white wall is flawless, and there is no trace of dirt.

"Success!"

Eyes sweep the rice grains on the bamboo strips.

Compared to before steaming, these rice grains have been cooked and swelled, lying quietly on the card slot, Xia Yu's hand moved gently, shaking the bamboo sticks, so many rice grains bounced out and gathered. In one place, they fell into the ceramic bowl one after another, emitting residual heat.

A white ceramic bowl contains a version of cooked "star rice" made of bamboo strips.

Soon, a dozen bowls were placed on the entire cooking table, and each bowl contained about half a bowl of rice.

A grain of rice, with distinct grains, looks more like finely divided white gems after being cooked.

This scene made many people confused.

Both hostesses came from Naginaki thistle.

"Chef Xia, why do you want to separate them?" Watanabe Yuki asked.

"It's very simple, install separately, it will cool down soon, after all, time is tight." Xia Yu replied with a shrug.

"Let it cool?"

The hostess stared at each other in amazement, and couldn't figure out what Xia Yu's dishes were.

On the contrary, the opponent's naginata thistle cooking has already been eye-catching, and he is re-frying the snake meat. If not unexpected, he will serve a plate of golden fried snake meat when he will cut thistle.

"What is he going to do?"

The audience is curious, and the judges are guessing.

Letting a dozen porcelain bowls be placed on the stage, Xia Yu turned around to fetch two other taboo ingredients!

Not much to say "the meat of gems", cut into diced meat!

The glass bottle of golden egg liquid is not in a hurry to open.Xia Yu took the plate full of diced meat and did not turn on the stove fire. Instead, he brought the plate to the stone stove and found a long and large traditional spatula. He poured the shovel a few times and cleaned it slightly. Pull the bellows lever with your hand.

call--

The breathing of the giant monster sounded dull again.

The water stains in the big iron pan dries up in just a few seconds, pour the grease, and the area at the bottom of the pan is immediately greasy. Xia Yu is so grandiose that he pours a plate of diced pork into the pan and stir-fry. , The flame snake dances wildly... this scene of cooking with fire made many people silent.

In the distance, Naruto's face twitched fiercely.

It can only be said that Xia Yu pulls the bellows and uses the traditional Chinese big iron pot and large shovel spoon to fry the diced jewel meat, which does not meet his cooking aesthetics.It has nothing to do with elegance.

Seeing Xia Yu's stir-fried diced pork, and then looking at the "star rice" that was steaming on the cooking table, it was cooling down, and many professional chefs gradually came to their senses.

"Fried rice?"

"Rice, diced meat, egg liquid... You can't go wrong, it's fried rice!"

"But this rice, this diced meat, this egg mixture, will it look violent when used to make fried rice?"

"Who said no!"

Everyone sighed.

Jingui's ingredients should constitute Jingui's recipes and dishes.

Isn't fried rice too popular?

"Fried rice!"

The five judges also looked strange, staring at each other and opening their mouths, but they couldn't say anything.

"Haha, fried rice?"

Naginaki thistle retracted his gaze, and his heart was happily blooming. His previous fears and haze were wiped out. If ordinary egg fried rice, I am very sorry. I will judge and taste his dishes later, and then look at the public fried rice. I'm afraid I don't even have the desire to chopsticks.

Think so.

Staring at the snake meat that was re-fried for the third time in the fryer, the naginata cut thistle calmly chopsticks it up to control the oil.

After that, five round ceramic plates were placed in front of them, and a section of snake meat was spread out along the center of the plate. The bottom of the plate was covered with green lettuce. The center of the plate was decorated with flowers and plants, and the color was suddenly gorgeous and full.

Then uncover the saucepan, scoop up the golden sauce with a small spoon, and decorate it along the plate.

then.

In the golden circle, the golden fried snake meat and the green and colorful flowers and plants are more vivid and three-dimensional.

The remaining sauce is packed in 5 different seasoning plates and placed in the corner of the plate.Naginata thistle raised his head, calmly looked at the camera, and rang the serving bell, "My dish is complete."

After all, Naginata cut thistle will put five plates on the judging table one by one.

All the camera equipment moves with him. At this moment, this man is the focus of the stage and the dazzling star watched by hundreds of millions of viewers watching the live broadcast.

The camera focused on five dishes, and there was an exclamation.

The tender and delicate snake meat became golden and translucent, and the light was flowing on the fried snake meat under the stage lighting.

Golden, shiny.

A strong sense of sacred picture came to life!

At this moment, I don’t know how many people are suffocating. On the sixth chair, Erina Nagiri, covering her mouth with her hands folded, there is only one lingering thought in her little head——

"so beautiful!"

have to say.

The worship of "God's Tongue" for flawless cuisine and for beauty and elegant dishes came from the indoctrination of the ghost father Naginata thistle.

As the indoctrinator of this concept, Naginaki thistle gives full play to this concept!

"The...golden diamond on the vegetables?"

The first judge speaks.

Luther, the research authority on igo, had sharp fluctuations in his eyes. He watched closely the sections of snake meat on the lettuce, his Adam's apple couldn't help but scream.

Adelaide in a tuxedo, a British man with Duke III of the Reborn, reluctantly looked away, spread his hands and said: "To be honest, I can't put my hands on it, it's so beautiful!"

His eyes looked at the black ghost father strangely.

Adelaide was surprised that he was obviously a middle-aged man with evil temperament, but he cooked such a holy and beautiful and elegant dishes that seemed to come from heaven, which made him, a Puritan, unable to bear his chopsticks.

"This kind of dish..."

Star and Andrea of ​​the food party took a breath.

"Try it!"

"This is my art!"

Naginata thistle leaned slightly, and took out a pair of black leather gloves from the pocket of the chef's uniform, and put them on, so he hid his pale palm without a trace of blood.Few people noticed this detail.

In the guest seat, Jin Tian Shun and Tulip face each other.

"His hand, did you touch the ingredients before?"

"of course……"