Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Ho ho ho..."

Heavy gasps.

Lei Zhe, who had not only recovered from his senses, opened his eyes wide, and many onlookers stared at Chef Lin, who was holding his hands on the stall.

The pair of chopsticks stained with red oil fell on the ground and the other on the kitchen counter at some unknown time.

"Shoot, shoot through!"

Lei Zhe muttered so low in his heart, this is his heartfelt voice, and also his initial comment on this red oil dumpling.

In fact, from picking up the dumplings to swallowing them into the mouth and chewing them down, it takes only a few seconds, but Lei Zhe feels like he has taken a life journey in the hot desert.

This feeling... is the practice called cooking!

To put it another way, that is, the chef has given cooking, a world of food that looks like the real thing.

Heart of the cook!

Lei Zhe's heart shook slightly.

This is an indispensable material for building a complete food world, and the dishes that have been imprinted with the heart of the chef do have the capital to immerse Lin Chu.

But is it just that?

Lei Zhe shook his head, his eyes regained clarity, and looked at Xingping Chuangzhen coldly.

He didn't know who this student was.

But in any case, Si Yingshi is the pinnacle of Yuanyue's students.The chief cook can't let him sink, and there is an unknown person in front of him. Why?

At this time, Lei Zhe twitched his eyebrows, a little shocked.

Something called aftertaste fills the mouth.

It is a colorful taste, not limited to spicy, sour, sweet, and endless aftertaste, as if it echoed his desert journey.

A heavy, mysterious feeling made Lei Zhe speechless.

He was stunned secretly.

"It feels... so familiar!"

Thinking of this, the second stage of the Sapporo event seemed to flash through my mind.

He was eliminated early and did not make it to the finals. This experience of the event was cited as shame by Lei Zhe, but the key at this time was not the shame, but he followed this sense of familiarity and grasped something.

His eyes opened suddenly.

Lei Zhe looked at Xingping Chuangzhen again at this time, his admiration disappeared, his eyes and expressions were as cold as cold.

"This is your recipe?"

He asked, his voice low.

Xingping Chuangzhen's complexion stiffened, and a suffocating air hit his face, making him sweat.

For a while, there was no sound.

A beast with fangs!

At this moment, Xingping's vision was in a daze. The Lin Chef in a suit and leather shoes appeared behind the shadow of a giant bear. This giant bear has a hideous face and strong body. He buttoned his eyeballs into his mouth and chewed. Xingping cast an interested line of sight-this is the signal that the beast found its prey.

Before Xingping Chuangzhen could answer, Lei Zhe hummed coldly, picked up another pair of clean chopsticks, and continued to eat this plate of red oil dumplings.

Soon, a large plate of dumplings was wiped out.

a long time.

"This is your recipe?" Lei Zhe stared at Xingping Chuangzhen and asked the second time after swallowing the last bite of food.

The crowd commotion.

Lei Zhe's question became harsher and heavier than ever.

Anyone can hear his fear of this recipe...

No, to be more precise, that emotion should be called hostility.

"Isn't it lucky to advection red oil dumplings?"

For a long time, Zhao Ji was stunned on the steps.

Kobayashi Gentiana and Nakiri Erina also inhaled, seeing that Kopei Sore really had a bad look, "Where did this guy learn such a recipe that shocked Rinchu?"

"How do you say this..."

Xingping Chuang really scratched his head.

"This is definitely not your recipe!" Lei Zhe emphasized, "At your level, you can't create such a recipe with a deep sense of heritage!"

Emphasis on letting the tone arouse the youth's rebellious heart.

"Who said it wasn't my recipe?"

Standing with arms folded, Xing Ping Chuang is really that thorny head. He proudly said with a hint: "This is a recipe that I have comprehended and complemented by myself, with my personal style, and I have given it suitable The imprint of the kitchen heart, why is it not my recipe? It is!"

The onlookers looked at each other, unexpectedly that the story would be transferred from food to recipe.

Is it going to start an argument around the recipe?

"Then show the recipe manuscript, or show me the source of your reference!" Lei Zhe said in a low voice.

Xing Ping Chuang really opened his mouth, and he was suddenly embarrassed to speak.

He can't say that the recipe frame was copied from a gourmet comic, he just filled the frame with details.That would be too shameful.

The content of comics has always been fictitious. Even if it is a highly professional gourmet comic, copying the framework seems to be considered frivolous. It is not something that Yuanyue students can brainstorm. Lei Zhe doesn't believe it.

However, Xingping Chuangzhen comprehend this recipe from the comics, and he firmly believes that not everyone can comprehend it like him!

He is the most special one!

This self-confidence still has Xingping Chuangzhen.

"Say--"

Lei Zhe was full of pressure and took a step forward.

This scene made the onlookers dumbfounded, and felt inexplicably that the two sides of the war were no longer Lei Zhe and Yuanyue students, but Lei Zhe and the red oil dumpling recipe. To be more precise, it was Lei Zhe who was watching. The creator of the recipe can also see the powerful hostility and hatred of fools.

"Say? You don't know what to say, I'll give you the address, and you can see it yourself—"

Xingping Chuangzhen also gave up.

Obviously he doesn't need to explain, just keep silent, but he just wants to tell this lofty chef Lin that there is a guy who is stronger and more powerful than you, and others are just silently spreading knowledge, and even selfless public recipes in the comics. !

At least, Xingping Chuangzhen, who has learned something by himself, has already regarded the creator of the comics as a teacher in his inner and subconscious mind.

He will move out of the teacher now and teach Lei Zhe a lesson!

Look, this senior is far superior to you regardless of his cooking skills or his virtues!

Ever since.

Lei Zhe got a website and followed the website to the homepage of an unknown cartoonist.

"It's in the comic content." Xingping added.

Unexpectedly, Lei Zhe didn't even look at it, and said angrily: "Are you kidding me?"

boom!

With the pressure of both palms, the Chinese-style stroller stall instantly changed its shape, almost being crushed by the waist.

"That kind of ancient recipe, how can it be in the comics!"

Lei Zhe roared: "Tell me, who is your teacher, is it..."

In this Lin Chef's mind, was a young lecturer who was smiling at him.

The picture is too real.

And this is exactly the reason for Lei Zhe's anger.

There was no sound around him.

With all eyes in full view, Lei Zhe's rampage was caught off guard.

Seeing his horrible aura, people suddenly thought that this Lin chef, who was born in a gourmet club, used to be an opposing force in the igo organization and was always regarded as an evil existence.

"That's it!"

A voice was forcibly inserted at this moment.

Wow.

The crowd retreated, forming a passage, and Xia Yu led the remaining seats of the Ten Jie, and finally arrived here.

There is nothing more to say.

Standing behind Lei Zhe, Xia Yu said very calmly: "Chef Lei Zhe, I am sorry that you have interfered with the normal operation of our Yuanyue Academy Festival. As a member of the Yuanyue Academy's Board of Directors, as the instructor of the Executive Committee of the Academy Festival. , I will make it public..."

"Expelling you!"

what?!

The gasp sound resounded through Chuo District.