Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The time went back one hour ago.

At this time, Xia Yu was still busy with the aftermath of the Academy Festival at Yuanyue Campus, but in a corner of the shopping street, Yan Qi and Chen Yang, the old and the young, had a wonderful meeting.

In the residential area behind the shopping street, Chen Yang put his hands in his trouser pockets, just walked a corner, but stopped abruptly.

Someone puts their hands on his shoulders, which can be said to be unaware of ghosts.

Cold sweat could not help but seep, Chen Yang found that he couldn't move his footsteps, and only asked in a quiet voice: "Who are you?"

"Yangzi..."

A long-lost breast call made Chen Yang's pupils tighten.

Turned around suddenly.

"Yan, Mr. Yan!"

There was excitement in Chen Yang's eyes, as well as a trace of fear.

That's right.

He recognized Yan Qi at a glance, who was completely different from the bustling city of Tokyo.

Having said that, more than ten years have passed, and the appearance of this eight-sided building hasn't changed much.

No one knows the exact age of Yan Qi. It is said that he is over sixty years old, but the neatly combed and bun hair is still black and shiny.

There are no wrinkles on the skin.

Patting Chen Yang on the shoulder, Yan Qi let go of his hand, looked directly into his eyes, and slowly said: "Abandon the Yulong pot."

Chen Yang looked like a student facing the teacher, lowered his head, but his hands on his side clenched into fists.

"The Jade Dragon Pot is about the rise and fall of the Chen family!" he said.

"Do not!"

Yan Qi said: "Scheming to seize such a magical weapon will accelerate Chen's demise!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang took two steps back.

"Are you the old immortal messenger?!" Chen Yang tragically, "I didn't expect that you, the teacher who was expected to break through the Heavenly King realm ten years ago, would still surrender at his feet!"

Ten years ago, Chen Yang was a disciple of the Yan family.

In the early years, Yan Qi was picking potential seeds for the dark world and cultivating them personally. Chen Yang's parents were in the Chinese gastronomy world and belonged to the newly emerging giants. Their bloodline was fully qualified to learn art under Yan Qi.

"It doesn't matter whose messenger I am!"

Yan Qi shook his head: "The important thing is that the Chen family can't repeat the same mistakes!"

There was a trace of madness in Chen Yang's eyes, "The jade dragon pot must be obtained! This is the hope of revenge for my mother and me! Even if we can't revenge, we must completely destroy this kitchen utensil and let the old guy's dream of chasing the steps of the predecessors shattered!"

Yan Qi sighed: "Yangzi, you are stunned!"

There was a moment of silence.

"follow me"

Yan Qi said to Chen Yang, who had recovered a little, and then moved forward.

Chen Yang paused for a few seconds, but still followed.

As they walked and talked, they couldn't help recalling the old things, mentioning all kinds of apprenticeship and art studies ten years ago.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the Xia's Shopping Street and approached the most central restaurant cabin.

The sight immediately caught a young man who had just crossed the fence and was about to enter the door. Chen Yang paused, with hostility and vigilance between his brows, and he inhaled deeply: "Teacher, you take me here... "

"You were in Dongying and sought information about the Jade Dragon Pot, I still knew it from him." Yan Qi also stepped over the wooden fence separating the restaurant cabin, stood at the inner wall, and waved to Chen Yang, "Come in."

Yan Qi said that the amount of information was too great, and Chen Yang stood in a daze for a while before hesitated, and stepped into the store with Yan Qi.

...

Speaking of Xia Yu returning from outside, the first time he went straight to the kitchen.

Sister Tamagawa came back first.

"Boss Xia!"

Seeing him, she didn't greet him, her brows tightened, and she went straight into the kitchen. Tamagawa Misa couldn't help but leaned toward the bar, opened the window, and shouted to him: "The restaurant is not open yet, there is not a single guest!"

Xia Yu looked like she was waking up from a dream.

"Oh, no normal business and no customers? No, right? What's this?"

He slapped his forehead and scolded himself, holding on to the many thoughts that burst out of his heart for a while, Xia Yu shouted: "I'm back from Sapporo, where did I put my food box?"

"Ingredients box?"

Tamagawa Misa looked dumbfounded.

"Are you talking about the box that stored a lot of trophies and rare ingredients by defeating the halberd thistle?" Ayaka Tamagawa said.

"Yes, where did you put it?"

"I'll get it!"

Tamagawa Ayaka walked away quickly, and within a few minutes, she moved a metal box to the kitchen counter.

Click!

Enter the password, the lid opens and the cold wind blows.

No matter what else, Xia Yu reached in, grabbed a glass bottle shining with golden light, and immediately closed the box tightly.

I freeze the bottle, and a system text pops up on the retina after a while:

"Melk's stars, taboo spice, 50 grams."

"The currently applicable recipe is "Melk's Light"."

The spice bottle appeared, and a dreamy golden halo suddenly floated in the kitchen.

"The recipe says that one spice recipe at a time needs to be mixed with 5 grams of Melk's stars and other spices. So, I can only practice this bottle of things 10 times!"

"Try it first to see the depth!" Xia Yu gritted his teeth.

Carefully took the spoon and pulled out a spoonful of golden dust.

At this moment, not only was the light dizzy, the strong scent came out of the kitchen, and the sisters of Misa Tamagawa and Ayaka Tamagawa seemed to be blown by the wind of spices, with surprise on their faces.

Many more bottles and cans were brought in.

"Pizza, 10 grams!"

"Rosemary, um, also known as the'dew of the ocean', has a special sweetness and pine wood fragrance, but if you taste it, it has a bitter taste...15 grams!"

"Thyme, thyme, one of the most important edible herbs in the Mediterranean basin, has the reputation of being a "harmonizer" in the culinary field. The fragrance is long-lasting and elegant... I use dry powder here. The fragrance is about 40% lower than the fresh one, and the dosage is slightly Increase it, how about 20 grams?"

Sister Yuchuan saw the god Xia Yu babbling, and she couldn't help being shocked.

At first glance, the spice formula designed by Xia Yu is no different from ordinary Italian synthetic spices. From pizza, to rosemary, oregano, thyme, etc., it is simply a mixture of spices, and there is no way to see where the law is. .

Even when they saw Xia Yu set up a frying pan on the stove and smeared oil on the bottom of the pan to start a fire, they were immediately scared and covered their mouths.

"This, is this to fry spices?"

"Melk's stars, such a taboo spice, need to be fried?"

Not to mention Tamagawa’s surprise, the relatively knowledgeable Tamagawa Ayaka can’t help but mutter: “Frying? This process is to make the spices better. But why does Chef Xia confirm Melk’s stars? Stir-fried? Taboo ingredients are quite precious and delicate!"