Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Rebirth as the God of Cookery in Japan Chapter 641: Red sleeves add fragrance

late at night..

"Boom..."

At the dining table, Xia Yu, who was flipping through a large book, was awakened by a sharp knock.

"I'll go to my room and sleep first!"

Zhu Qing yawned, stretched, and paused before going out, "Don't stay up too late, you have enough time. I'm already on the road here. Give me two more days to get started! Don't worry!"

Xia Yu nodded towards her back, "Then you go to sleep!"

After speaking, he looked down again to read.

do not doubt.

This book is the medicated diet code originally found in the attic of our store. The father’s half-life research is recorded on it. When it comes to Yin and Yang and the five elements, Chinese medicinal diet has this knowledge. Xia Yu flips this book, which is equivalent to a gap Asked the old man for help.

"Old face..."

After a while, he grabbed a sticky dough from a dark clay pot on the tabletop, like playing with plasticine, kneading it and kneading it, and he murmured to himself in the kitchen:

"The filling is not the core, but the noodle is the soul of this golden recipe. Put the flavors that match the yin and yang and the five elements in the noodle to give it a balanced taste and build a solid yin and yang gossip in the taster's mouth..."

Speaking of this, Xia Yu frowned suddenly and closed the book.

"Who?"

He turned his head to look at the half-covered door, and there were footsteps outside, shattered, lightly, and hovering for a while.

The sound of his shouting and footsteps disappeared.

"No one?" Opened the door and looked out. It should be three or four in the morning. When the probe went out to see the cold moonlight outside the corridor, he shouted, a row of voice-activated lights suddenly lit up, and the corridor leading to the living area was clear. Reflected in the field of vision, there are no figures, empty.

The heart was filled with the competition, Xia Yu didn't think much, and went back to the kitchen to sit down.

But after a while, the door behind him opened with a click.

Looking back, Xia Yu was startled.

"...Erina?"

Standing at the door, wearing a long skirt and pajamas, the girl with some scattered hair is the tongue of God.Perhaps she had just woke up, her expression was a little stiff, her face was paralyzed, and a pair of Xiu Eyes stared at her with unusual flickering.

"It's almost morning!"

Xia Yu pointed to the clock on the desk, and just bowed his head to finish reading the old man's notes. Who knew there was a slight movement across the dining table, and the girl at night pulled out the chair and sat on the opposite side, looking straight at him.

At this time, there was a peculiar fragrance in the air, permeating.

Xia Yu's nose is very good. Although he has no super-olfactory sense, he caught it. It is a bit similar to the smell of a butter lamp burning in a temple. The faint milky fragrance seems to have a calming function.

Shaking her head without thinking, she was looking attentively. Based on Xia Yu's subconscious thoughts, the girl probably had insomnia when she woke up at night, so if she liked to sit, let her sit for a while.

After a while, the tea smells leisurely.

Erina did not know when to boil water and made tea. When the tea cup was handed to her, Xia Yu raised her head and smiled at the girl, "Thank you."

The lips moved silently, and the girl in the nightdress only raised the corners of her lips, but there was no sound.

Winter nights are very long.

Before dawn, Xia Yu put down the old man's handwriting, her eyes were shining, and it was obvious that she had learned something from reading it overnight.

The girl left quietly, together with the faint ghee smell that accompanied him when he entered the school, disappeared without a trace. The remaining tea in the teapot was still warm, he poured the cup himself, moistened his mouth, and he did not feel much after simmering for a night. Tired, even full of energy, there is no need to make up for it.

"three days left!"

Xia Yu thought: "The materials are okay. The yin and yang and the five elements can be based on the past "Peacock Dance" recipe. After all, at the beginning, I also managed several kinds of aquatic products and had a sashimi feast!"

Occasionally a comprehension overnight, so Xia Yu hurriedly washed, and found a new batch of ingredients to practice.

Since it is a collaboration, he and Zhu Qing have also discussed that "Four Gods Seafood and Eight Treasures Town Soul Steamed Buns" is indispensable for her changes in Shi Yi, the key is how to make Shi Yi and Yin Yang Five Elements online.

You know, the same recipe has different effects in the hands of different chefs.

After all, chefs have their own characteristics. The most notable ones are the chef's heart mark and the food's imprint. What Xia Yu is most worried about now is not whether he can give the noodles the meaning, but the imprint of him and Zhu Qing, how to make a dish Integration and resonance!

What they can do in "Rainbow Wine" does not mean they can do it in this recipe.

Coordination!

Xia Yu sighed and got up, but the whole person was shocked.

"coordination!"

He read it again, and his pupils expanded rapidly.

"Yin and Yang!"

"Yes, the noodles need yin and yang reconciliation. Externally, the chef who makes the noodles and buns is also one of the yin and the yang. It is better to integrate the yin and yang from the angle of yin and yang. This is the most natural framework!" Xia Yu was pleasantly surprised and faintly felt that he had grasped a key to open the door.

...

At breakfast time, Xia Yu took a bowl of hot porridge and sat in front of the TV.

Cheerina was sitting on the sofa next to her with her legs bent. She had already eaten breakfast and hugged her pillow while watching TV with relish.

This is a search show. In the picture, it is a classical competition venue that is in a closed period.

A slightly excited voice from the female reporter:

"...This is the Hokkaido Jingu Pavilion that has been famous all over the world in the past period of time. There have been several Lin-level and Dragon-level food halberds held here. Rumor has it that the Jingu Pavilion was first built and the first food halberd was the leader of the Eastern cuisine at the time. The giant of, and the life and death halberd of a demon king who crossed the ocean, that giant was defeated and gave his life..."

The lens focuses on a portrait in the hall. A middle-aged man with a cold face in a samurai costume looks at the camera with great momentum.

This is the story behind the stadium, the female reporter said, and the topic turned to the sword decisive battle to be held three days later.

"Three days later, the century-old stadium will usher in another wonderful duel!"

"Which team do you prefer?"

"Not to mention the three mysterious chefs of Lin, the three special chefs combined, they are all incredibly young...Oh, yes, yes, and Chef Xia, please allow me to cheer for Chef Xia in my personal capacity! "

The female reporter suddenly took out a big head photo. She didn’t know where she got it. The boy above, wearing Baiou Junior High School uniform, seemed to be taken during a group stay together. Looking at the camera, she looks like an idiot face of resentment. .

"puff!"

Erina looked at it, and suddenly pointed to the TV and laughed.

Xia Yu almost squirted the porridge from his mouth. He finally swallowed it, watching the young self on TV photos, and was extremely speechless in his heart: "This is when I first came here, right? No wonder he looks unlovable. Sima face!"

"correct!"

He stopped the girl who was still laughing. Seeing the girl's expression was not haggard or tired, he couldn't help but wondered: "Erina, didn't you have insomnia last night?"

Pointing to the bowl of hot porridge in my hand, "I made medicated porridge in the morning, so I will prepare it!"

Hearing this, the girl squinted and cast him a neurotic look.

"You're insomnia! I slept until dawn and I was in good spirits!" (To be continued...)