Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

After the Sapporo event, it was swaying, and it was the end of the month in the blink of an eye. It is only a few days before Christmas on the 25th of each year.

Xia’s farm is managed by a Seihui, and in the shopping street, in order to greet Christmas, many restaurant managers are not only scrutinizing Christmas dog abuse packages and preparing special gifts for couples, but also busy greeting buddies, decorating the interior and exterior of the restaurant, or It is to put up a Christmas tree, or put a pair of soaring golden deer on the glass window.

Or, the restaurant plays the well-known Christmas song.In the morning, Xia Yu and another general under his hand, Ruishan Zhijinya, visited the shopping street.

"The Christmas Food Festival lasts for three days. From the day before Christmas Eve to the end on the 26th, I have discussed with the shopkeepers. On Christmas Eve on the 24th, every store will bring out exclusive Christmas food for the occasion. , Make the atmosphere of the shopping street stronger and attract more customers, and maintain our popularity and popularity..."

Ruishan talked while walking.

Before, the shopkeepers had plans for a food festival, but now it’s Christmas once a year. This Western festival is a rare big promotion day in neon, so the festival is naturally placed during this time.

The two unknowingly arrived at Gan Hyugako's'Giraffe Branch'. Just as Xia Yu was about to speak, the golden bells hanging from the glass door of the Giraffe restaurant collided and rang. The manager and chef, Gan Hyugako, smiled. come.

"Ahhhh, Chairman Xia is really free today!" She greeted, with a little childish naughty, with a bag of'persimmon seed' snacks in her hand.

The name of the chairman made Xia Yu's mouth slightly twitched, "Ah, good chef!"

Gan Hyugako is indeed a busy man. Just after he escaped from the shop, there were complaining shouts from the employees on the other side, "Chef, chef, hurry up and take a look at the layout of the kitchen..."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, "Wait!"

After returning to the shop, he ran out again, and gave it to Xia Yu's hand a delicate gift box that seemed to have just been made. He turned around and waved, "A little Christmas snack is a kind of Christmas snack prepared by our fog house for the food festival. ."

As he said, he suddenly stopped, and turned his head back to a face full of evil taste.

"Oh, I forgot, Chef Xia is so popular with girls, Christmas snacks such as chocolate, etc. The house must be full on Christmas Eve? If you are worried, you can ask me and I will help you eat !"

Seeing Gan Hyugako enter the store, Xia Yu was inexplicably sweating on his forehead.

Gee!

I feel inwardly, Christmas and chocolate are more suitable, it seems to be that way...

The wind is tight, should he go out to hide first?

"cough!"

Next to him, Eiyama Zhijin also coughed to remind him, and pushed the frame of the glasses. There was a hint of envy in the eyes under the reflective lenses.

"Let's continue the topic just now..."

Xia Yu brought the topic back in due course.

After a round of inspections, Xia Yu could be said to feel the Christmas atmosphere in advance, and when he returned to our store, he also carried a box of gift candies.

"Um, lecturer, is Isshiki in charge of the advertisement for the "Snow Girl of Seven Colors"?" Before leaving, Rui Shan suddenly asked with a solemn expression.

"Yeah, you heard that too?" Xia Yu looked up, who was opening the Hyugako candy gift box.

"Well, the movement is too loud, and there is a lot of noise outside..."

Ruishan hesitated, he had something to say, but he seemed to be afraid that his doubts about Isshiki's work would give the lecturer in front of him the impression of a nasty person behind his back.

"Say!" Xia Yu frowned.

"In fact, this is probably the case, you first understand..."

Rui Shan told Xia Yu about his reaction to the publicity of Xia's farm in the past two days.

...

Although Lei Zhe retired and retired from Dongying in accordance with the Treaty of Food Halberd, this does not mean that the power of the'Gourmet Club' disappeared in Dongying.

Headquarters of the "American Food Council".

The editor-in-chief Kenichiro Shiraishi was talking in a low voice with an overseas boss.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Wiping a cold sweat on his forehead, Shiraishi Kenichiro said, "According to the existing publicity, the Xia Family Farm has indeed made a product that is worth investing in publicity. Look..."

"Huh!" A cold snort on the other end made this infamous Xiaoqiang an undead black pen in the food world of Dongying, shaking with fear in his eyes.

There will be eight giants in the cuisine, namely eight hills, which are divided into academic, research, and breeding schools.

These factions correspond to the departments of the IGo organization. One of the mountains, known as the "own faction", masters the propaganda and intelligence resources of the food club, and is regarded as the most mouthpiece force under the head of the food club.

To put it simply, the hostility and voice of the giant who talks to Kenichiro Shiraishi today largely represents the will of the entire gourmet club.

Xia Yu, who personally defeated Lei Zhe, didn't know how the food club experienced a major earthquake in the past few days.

However, from the hostility of the giant, it is not difficult to see that Xia Yufan's slap in the past may have already made the food will become angry.

Gourmet Club headquarters.

A very thin man with a short stature and a height of just over one and a half meters, put down his landline phone, jumped from a high chair, thumped to the ground, and then stepped in front of Lei Zhe.

"waste!"

Bass, the "Phantom", one of the Lin giants, rushed to Lei Zhe, who was sitting there, and yelled contemptuously, "Although the leader has dealt with you only by facing the wall and banning your feet, you can wash your shame. But you are defeated. The matter, let us also follow the dull face and sweep the floor with majesty, don't think that eating halberd in private will not affect it!"

Lei Zhe was calm.

"Besides, when you wash away your shame, you don't know when, although the leader forbids us to start a halberd war against that kid, this does not mean that we can't do anything!"

Buss laughed, his face was smug: "If you master the media and public opinion, you will also master another invisible force for killing!"

Ah!

Killing invisible?

Lei Zhe sipped his colleague's complacent face in his heart, don't think of that hairy boy too simply!

Shaking his head and getting up, looking at these colleagues who are also giants, they rushed to launch another kind of war without understanding the situation. Lei Zhe was quite pessimistic in his heart-just afraid of pig teammates!

"Buzz, you may lose with a high probability. It's not America." Lei Zhe left a sentence and left.

Perspective back to Tokyo.

In our shop, Xia Yu frowned and browsed an article on her mobile phone.

It's called "A certain chef is eager to make money after he becomes famous, and you are not afraid of eating badly?"The article once became the top tweet. The author of the article is the black pen Kenichiro Shiraishi who once disgusted him.

Reading a paragraph in the article:

"... When a chef meets a luminous stage, it is understandable that he is sought after and admired after becoming famous, because these are the respect they have earned with their cooking skills. But in recent years, there has been an evil trend in the food industry that has grown and became famous overnight. The chef is not settled down to continue to hone his cooking skills, but is eager to cooperate with a certain food company to become a food consultant, or simply use huge advertising fees to endorse junk food to harm the people, and trample on the dignity of the chef for money Step on it again and ruin this sacred profession!