Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The painting style of the Queen of Far Moon changed drastically.

The mist in the eyes is hazy, and the drunk red color is rendered in the jade neck and pretty face.

Sweat dripped from Yu Ting Qiao's nose.

Obviously the nose and mouth are full of garlic, but these tastes seem to be blocked tightly by a layer of blue glowing walls. The heat rushes through the body, let alone the limbs, the lower body has subtle reactions.Nagiri Erina desperately pressed the hem of her nightdress, but fortunately, she would be sitting on her knees, and her slender legs wouldn't cause shameful twists under the weight of her body.

But the strong sense of commotion still occupied the mind and body of Erina Nagiri.

"Um...this feeling...what the hell is going on!"

Suddenly there was a sweet voice.

"Snapped!"

The blue wall shattered, the torrent poured out, and Erina was sucked in by the whirlpool. The momentary weightlessness made her whole face sluggish.

The whirlpool does not know how deep, just when Erina thought that the weightless fall would continue indefinitely.

She landed on a narrow path.

Looking into the distance, there is endless fog and darkness. This trail is surrounded by darkness. Every distance there is a torch standing on the pile of rocks, providing a faint light.

"Father, grandpa!" Erina shocked her shoulders and shouted into the distance.

With the help of light, she saw two figures trotting side by side.

But if they didn't hear it, "Chiluo" continued to run and exercise.

"what--"

Scream.

Erina turned her head, only to find that it was Alice. Then, she blushed and said, "Alice, why don't you wear clothes?"

"Aren't you?"

Alice quickly adjusted to the situation, stretched her limbs, turned her head and smiled at Erina before running, "Erina, the lecturer just told me that life lies in exercise!"

"Quickly, let's do exercise together—"

"movement?"

Muttering, Erina's consciousness gradually returned.

She was still sitting on the tatami in the big kitchen deep in the house, and the big bowl in front of her, the soup was rippling with clear blue.

Except for a little soup, the ramen didn't move at all, and the side dishes even kept the original serving plate.

There was a delicate breath that made people start to think.

"Ah, ah..."

"Lecturer, why is it sports?"

"Life lies in movement, the most primitive movement..."

Erina listened to a hot chat next to her, and suddenly swept over vigilantly.

Half of Alice's body was lying on the tea table, her posture was very sultry, her hot pretty face was in direct contact with the shiny wooden lacquer table top, and the table top was wetted with sweat.

"Get up!" Erina patted the table.

"Slowly!" Alice opened her mouth and gasped.

"Why don't you get up right away, how do you make me eat ramen like this?"

Her white palms kept patting on the tabletop, and Erina was inexplicably irritable.

"Erina, stop urging Alice, just take it easy!"

There is a voice to help.

The wife of Nachele Onora is not so good, sweaty, and wet with silvery white hair and buttocks.

She is originally a Nordic, and her temperament and appearance cannot be described too much as a saint.

But this facial flushing gesture of reaching out and unbuttoning can inevitably give people the reverie of the saint's elegy.

"Okay!"

Voice of praise.

Nakiri Zongwei, shirtless, went back to the tea table and sat down. He drank all the remaining ramen and even the soup without a drop, and said with a thumbs up: "This is the same as the "Ramen of the Demon King" in my memory. "It's exactly the same!"

"Do not!"

Senzaemon suddenly said, standing behind the crowd, standing there with arms folded, closing his eyes and saying, "It's different!"

"This is the Demon King Ramen full of Xia's imprints!"

He added.

"Why?!" Nagiri Zongwei was astonished, "However, what I ate clearly corresponds to the memory!"

"Because, there can be no exactly the same "food righteousness"!"

This sentence made Nagiri Zongwei completely shut up.

Yes.

Shiyi is like people, just like leaves.

There is no one who is absolutely the same, and it is impossible to find leaves with absolutely the same shape.

"but why……"

"Let me talk about it!" Xia Yu didn't rush to taste his own craft and kept the most awake state, and smiled and said, "Actually, there is nothing special, me, I just follow the ingredients and follow the main idea of ​​the recipe. To give food connotation."

Nagiri Zongwei was immediately curious: "Follow the ingredients, follow the recipe?"

Alice and Erina also watched Xia Yu closely.

"Tell me more specifically!"

Senzaemon also spoke, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fixed on the boy.

"I also have a lot of research on Japanese-style ramen, so I can master the commander's ramen recipe very quickly."

Xia Yu was humble first, then talked about the topic.

"When it comes to Japanese-style ramen, I once saw a questionnaire survey conducted by an authoritative gourmet media. That survey was about the popularity of Japanese-style ramen side dishes. Simply put, it is the ranking of side dishes popularity. I remember very clearly that the champion of the survey was "green onion". Most neon people think that green onion is indispensable for ramen. People like the taste of green onions and their taste..."

"What about the second and third place?" Alice asked urgently.

"The second place is butter, and the third place... is garlic! Or, it is garlic paste!"

"Butter goes well with miso, which can greatly ease the taste of miso and soften the taste of a bowl of ramen."

After a pause, when Alice and Erina were listening, Xia Yu smiled and said, "The third place garlic paste is popular for many reasons. Some people say that it can elicit appetite, some say that eating is full of energy, and others say After eating garlic mud, I feel that my energy has been replenished and I am full of vitality all day long..."

The large kitchen was silent for a long time.

"It seems that garlic does represent strength and health!" Alice murmured.

"Moreover, "Blue Star Algae" is also a very interesting fantasy food!"

Xia Yu said with a smile, went to the inner kitchen, and brought back some scraps of leftover materials to the table.

"Wow!"

Seeing the crumbs of food on the tabletop gleaming with clear blue, Alice covered her mouth: "What a beautiful seaweed!"

"It turns out that the color of ramen soup comes from this!"

Erina also exclaimed in a low voice.

"Bluestar algae", you can simply understand that it is a garlic-flavored cp material combination, which has the effect of relaxing the flavor, and can also allow diners to taste a stronger sense of energy on the basis of the garlic flavor itself!"

Xia Yu didn't intend to talk more about the "Blue Star Algae". He just raised his head and met Senzaemon with a glance that both understood each other.

"The soup is dyed with "Blue Star Algae", but what principle is used to make the soup itself so that the garlic flavor is everywhere?Leonora frowned and whispered inexplicably, ""Garlic Chicken" is a wild species that is very unpopular and unpopular with chefs. The fundamental reason lies in the unique flavor of its meat and bones, which is too stubborn!"

"Haha, let me talk about this—"

Laughter came from the inner room, and Nagiri Zongwei quietly left the table without knowing when, went to the inner room, and moved the kitchen utensils Xia Yu used to make soup to the table in the outer room.

"The secret is in this clay pot!"