Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Under the tree, there was a white-headed old man in a kimono who was saying something to the air, his mouth closed, but no sound came out.

In front of the old man’s heels, there was a stone shrine that was almost indistinguishable by the wind and rain.

Of course, the shrine is still enshrined, as evidenced by the fresh dim sum tribute in the two porcelain bowls.

"Yo--"

There was no one in the alley, and seeing that no one was paying attention, Xia Yu came and said hello from a distance.

Suddenly, the two pairs of eyes that seemed to exist and did not exist, Qi Shui looked at them with indifference.

But after discovering who it was, the indifference dissipated immediately, revealing obvious kindness.

At this time, if a drunk opened his eyes in the corner and saw Xia Yu waving to the air to greet the old tree, he would definitely be scared and sober in cold sweat.

From Xia Yu's perspective, the old man, the looming female figure among the trees, is very clear.

Coincidentally, Xia Yu recognized both of them.

"It's you?"

"Chef Xia..."

For some reason, after returning after a few months, Xia Yu found the female deity in the stone shrine with a much firmer body. Especially, the lines on her face were faintly outlined, and she was probably a beautiful and gentle woman.

And the old man, with gray hair pouring out, the cloak jacket was draped over the kimono, standing with arms folded, similar to Senzaemon's temperament, just standing there, it gave people enough power.

This is the old man called Nuliang by Tamagawa Meisa. Xia Yu spent some time at the Yuchuan Academy last summer. Speaking of which, he was able to defeat Tamagawa Ayaka thanks to the five elements attributed ingredients provided by the old man.

Thus, the out-of-print must-kill dish "Peacock Dance" was born.

They know?

Xia Yu paused and cast a searching look.

As if he could detect his inner activities, the old man Nuliang laughed loudly: "You kid, it's been a long time since I saw you. Tao Hui complained to me a few days ago that you abducted her granddaughter, a group of little ghosts and demon in Yuchuan courtyard It's about to rebel."

Tamagawa Taohui is also the dean of Tamagawa-in Temple, and the demon king of food, the goddess of a thousand generations, and the abbot of Ichishin. He is also known as the four pillars of the neon food world.

"However, even if you don't want to see me, I will find you in a few days..." the old man said haha.

"Is it."

Xia Yu just came over to say hello, and left after a few greetings.He could see that the old man was talking to the goddess spirit.

See Xia Yu carrying her childhood sweetheart on her way home.

The old man Nuliang narrowed his smile and suddenly said, "Yuanzi, you see, her mark."

"I knew it at first sight when I saw him in summer."

"Otherwise, how could a little chef at the beginning have the power to see and see the hidden me."

"Ha, haha!"

The old man laughed again: "That's why I said that I must meet him in two days. We finally have a chance to appear at this event. I have to talk to her and select the other four people."

"Moon, are you sure to refuse?" the old man asked again.

"Well, Nu Liang, you also know my state. Although I am not going to be shattered now, I am in a recovery period after being hit hard, and I want to look at that child..."

"Ok!"

The old man didn't insist, and said heartily: "Then I can only find a few other guys!"

Turning his back, the old man paused.

"In this era, there are really fewer and fewer existences like you and me... Treasure it, confinement, I don't want an old friend who came from the Heian era to disappear."

"This is a flourishing age, but not our flourishing age... Hey!" With a faint sigh, the female god retracted into the stone shrine.

...

Natsuha and Maki returned to the shopping street.

Maki went home, and Xia Yu went to the shop by herself.

It's late at night.

Before entering, I took a look at the apartment building. Zhu Qing’s suite had lights. Xia Yu sat on a chair in the shop for a while, swiped through social networking sites, turned over private messages, and chatted with a few friends by the way. It was there in the blink of an eye. At midnight, the Xia's restaurant reverberated with the long and empty bell of midnight.

"Tonight, continue to ponder "Four Gods Seafood and Eight Treasures Steamed Buns"..."

The second stage of the competition is approaching, and Xia Yu always has a sense of urgency. The supreme recipe on hand must be mastered as soon as possible and deepened to understand it, so as to add to the trump card for himself and the team.

"Endless noodle pot!"

When I went to the kitchen, I stretched out my hand and touched the void, only to hear the crisp sound, so there was a black clay pot on the countertop.

Directly reached in, grabbed a palm of the'face fat'.

When Xia Yu was familiar with the road, he started to use'noodle fertilizer', which is the old noodles, mixed with warm water, and the old noodles turned into a semi-sticky white soup.

The soup is poured into a conditioning basin, mixed with flour and kneaded.

In fact, the so-called “old noodles” refers to the fact that the chef of Baijian deliberately preserved a small amount of dough when kneading noodles to make desserts, and kneaded it into the accumulated dough. As time goes by, the yeast will ferment, and the “old noodles” will become It looks very fragrant with a little sour taste.

The Bai Luo family's "thousand-year-old noodles" is similar.

Thousand-year old noodles do not refer to a piece of dough that has been preserved for thousands of years. It means that'old noodles' have been used for thousands of years, while kneading into a new area, so that a balance of use has been formed.

And the "thousand years old face" also illustrates the long history of the Bai Luo family from the side.

The white case chefs and pastry chefs in the new era have already eliminated the old noodles. The reason is the yeast!

There are three kinds of leavening agents commonly used in modern times: yeast, baking powder and old noodles.

From a scientific point of view, yeast products are the most straightforward. Yeasts fermented from products are far cleaner and purer than'old noodles', because when you think about it, you know that there must be various bacteria in old noodles in the long-term primitive fermentation. There are even substances and ingredients harmful to the human body.

In his head, the knowledge of the pastry field emerged.

"unfortunately!"

Xia Yu embraced the golden earthenware pot and knocked it with a clang, "In this world, I don't talk about science!"

How can science be eaten?Xia Yu only believed in the things in front of her. The props and materials were clearly written. Using the'old noodles' produced in this clay pot to knead noodles, the quality of the noodle dishes would automatically improve by a big step.

Throw the kneaded dough into a clean conditioning basin and close the lid. The next step is a relatively long fermentation process. If possible, cover with a damp cloth and keep the environment as warm as possible to provide breeding conditions for yeasts. The fermentation process can be greatly accelerated.

!

Just about to come out of the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.

"A visitor?" Xia Yu raised an eyebrow.

The shopping street and the Xia's shop are famous in Dongying after him, and the Xia's shop in the nearby section is closed. Therefore, no diners will come to the door late at night.

This is a bit strange.

I thought to myself, immediately raised my eyes and looked at the half-covered door with no one.

On the ground, flashing lights flashed.

The knock on the door was still there, Xia Yu was actually very calm, without any timidity or panic in his heart, but shouted: "Don't knock, you come in first—"

No one said anything.

Even the knock on the door disappeared.

Xia Yu banged open the kitchen window facing the bar, leaned out half of her body and looked out, her pupils suddenly shrinking.

In his field of vision, a green lamp faintly exposed a corner at the door, hanging under the cyan silk rope, shaking slightly, a graceful figure with his back to the door, holding the lamp and holding the pole, Xia Yu only saw her white left hand in the room. And the kimono sleeves hanging down from the wrist.

A gust of wind blows away a few long strands of cyan hair.

Xia Yu was actually not afraid, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that he didn't understand.

"Hey!"

He shouted again, but the store door was empty, as if what I just saw was just Xia Yu's brain supplement.

"...In the dream of Yuchuan Academy, you seem to have seen it before?" Xia Yu grasped the source of familiarity.

Is it just that?

He scratched his head, Mu Ran couldn't explain it for a long time.