Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Li Han and Li Quan's nephew both took their own dishes and sandwiched the noodles.

Li Hanqing smiled.

On the plate, there was a bright golden noodle braid. He tried to stab his chopsticks in his hand. The rolled dough had an incredible rebound force, and it felt like a tight rubber band.

A glance at the dull-looking judges.

Looking at the smile on the young chef's face, Li Han secretly gritted his teeth: "I'll see how the Seven Nations Unification Fried Noodles without a recipe surpasses the original--"

Just think about it, just open your mouth.

Suck!

The noodles suddenly sucked, Li Han chewed lightly, and the poker face was shocked.

"Resilience... indeed amazing!"

"Will the beef tendon be broken by repeated beating, so that the beef noodles have the springy taste of peeing beef balls?"

The teeth were pressed down, but the face line was softly resisting. Therefore, the cheeks needed force to bite the face line in the mouth. Li Han's facial muscles trembled, and he could vaguely feel the disaster scene after biting the face line.

eat!

With a cruel heart, Li Han closed his eyes, his teeth closed together!

"puff!"

The sap was splashing, and the flood was overwhelming.

Suddenly, his mouth swelled like water, his apple jerked up and down, and Li Han was swallowing the sandwich juice that seemed to overflow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The little man in his head was rolling in the lava field, yelling like refreshing and wailing.

Boom.

The ultimate taste of Tianling Gai being lifted off.

Li Han's eyes were suddenly blurred, and his face became even more dull.

The palace complex at dusk.

On the wall, the wind howled.

A figure wearing a black mysterious dress and Dai Dimian was gradually moving away from the wall.

The flames burned to the boundless, making the whole world orange-red.

For some reason, looking at the back of the emperor leaving, Li Han was unwilling, very unwilling to be thrown off like this, he couldn't help shouting, "Hey, wait for me!"

The mysterious figure that was burned by the fire on the Yundu suddenly stopped.

"Come here by yourself..."

Said the erratic voice.

"Okay! You wait!"

Li Han said, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he was about to take a step, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, his feet remained motionless, but his body lost balance and leaned forward.

After finally holding on to the wall and not falling a dog to eat shit, Li Han raised his eyes and saw that the figure started to walk again. He anxiously said, "I said so, wait for me——"

This time the figure ignored him.

Ok?

Suddenly, Li Han was dumbfounded. On the way that figure was advancing, Clan Uncle Li Quan appeared and looked complicated, letting go to watch the Emperor Ying.

Then more people familiar with Li Han emerged.

The uncles and aunts of the Li family and the Ya family are in the previous generation, old women and old men full of silver threads.

These people, from modern times to modern times, their dress styles also changed from modern times to the Republic of China period.

finally.

Li Han was shocked.

"That is……"

Li Quan glanced back at him and said in a low voice, "This is Ancestor Asia!"

On the road in front of the city wall, a man covered in bronze armor with a tall back figure stood on the wall with his hands to watch the scenery of Miyagi.

The figure wearing Xuanshang and Dimian stopped walking beside this man.

Hearing the sound, Asian magazine, one of the "Five Tiger Stars" in the Chinese cuisine industry, slowly turned around.

"Unexpectedly, one hundred years later, there will be people who can get to this point."

A deep and determined voice.

"Asia, my way is different from yours."

The young voice answered.

Li Han was shocked, seeing Ancestor Asia and the figure turning around at the same time, walking side by side, gradually disappearing into the sunset, and couldn't help shouting: "Who are you?!"

The man just turned his head slightly.

Dimian Zhulian Yuzao shook and shook, faintly revealing a young but divine face.

Both my uncles and nephews gave a startled glance, but they were dumbfounded for a long time and never recovered.

He, has reached the realm of the ancestral Asian magazine?

Recovered.

It is the deadly Hokkaido Jingu Pavilion.

The finals of the Sapporo event are still going on. Li Han and Li Quan stared at the empty plates. There was the aftertaste of fried noodles in their mouths. In their heads, there were still Asian magazines and the figure of Xuanshang and Emperor Mian. Picture.

"……understand?"

A voice asked.

Li Han shook his head, barely suppressing the horror in his eyes, and met Andrea's thoughtful eyes.

"Probably, I understand." Li Han shook a fist.

"Ancestral Asia Magazine actually used the recipe of "Seven Kingdoms Unification Fried Noodles" to express his instincts. He is the king of Qin who sweeps Liuhe in allusions, and he is the incarnation of that emperor..."

After swallowing his saliva, Li Han swallowed his sorrow and said affirmatively: "And I'm just holding a paintbrush in my hand to describe allusions from an outsider's perspective."

Andrea applauded: "Holding a paintbrush in your hand? It's a good comparison. It's easier to paint others than to paint yourself. People, it's often difficult to see yourself clearly."

"Food righteousness!"

Star only had this evaluation.

Li Han lowered his head.

"Shiyi?"

The chefs in the Baiyulou participating group were shocked.

As one of the tasters, Li Quan just shook his head, returned to the seat and sat down, saying something in his mouth: "The younger generation is terrible, the younger generation is terrible..."

"act like an absolute monarch!"

A lonely spirit above the peaks!

Huh.

During the riots, Li Han suddenly turned his head, stared at Xia Yu, and asked with difficulty: "...Does your "explosion" really reach the realm of the ancestors of the Asian Journal?"

Xia Yu didn't respond, and shrugged casually: "Everything I want to say is in the cooking."

Li Han suffocated his breath, and in his head, the figure that was gradually walking away under the burning cloud appeared. He could only shout from behind, and watched as he was thrown farther and farther. In the end, no one else's shadows could be seen. .

Upon seeing this, the two hostesses looked at each other.

"Okay, the tasting session is over, next is the voting session—"

Said Chiyo Aichi.

Boom!

On the big screen above the stadium, the voting screen popped up immediately. Under the heads of Xia Yu and Li Han, the votes were all 0.

"It's a pity, perfect "color", "scent" and "taste"!"

Andrea took the lead in voting, slamming her palm on the voting machine.

"No matter how perfect it is, it can't match the "meaning" of cooking!"

Star said in a deep voice, and then cast his vote.

"Yes, the "meaning" of cooking!"

The third voter was the chief judge in the middle. Shinichiro Furukawa said in a complex and authentic tone: "Color, fragrance, taste, shape, meaning, and support."

"The color, fragrance, and perfection are all high-end delicacies, and on top of it, chef Lin is qualified to describe the "intention" and "nourishment" in detail.He paused, and continued, "The so-called "meaning" of cooking is the sublimation of color, shape and appearance. Specifically, it is the artistic conception, atmosphere and cultural connotation of cooking. In a nutshell, it is a chef's food. Profound meaning's power point."

"And raise..."

Shinichiro Furukawa threw the topic to the next judge.

igo research authority Luther said with a smile: "Food can support people. All living things evolve and grow through eating. The evolution of life is inseparable from "food". In the field of Lin, the so-called "raising" is to a greater extent. Refers to those taboo dishes that are beneficial to the human body."

Many audiences and even professional chefs have heard of the connection between "yi" and "nurturing" and Linzhi's realm for the first time.

In fact, many people have also heard the extremely obscure hint of the review.

Perfect color and fragrance.

Not hostile to "intention"!

Doesn't this mean that Li Han's "Seven Kingdoms Unification Fried Noodles" has been crushed by a higher level of food.

Thinking of this, many incredible sights were once again focused on the young chef.

"Shiyi?"

"No way! How old did he realize the righteousness of food?"

"Nothing is impossible! At the beginning, Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong's evildoers, at this age, are either Lin-level or Dragon-level royal chefs in the palace!"