Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Into the night.

The fence outside Xia's shop was all removed, and luxury cars parked in front of and behind the house.

The restaurant, which had been deserted for a long time, suddenly opened the door to welcome guests, and the identities of these guests were amazing. There had been well-informed media reporters squatting nearby, and the equipment kept clicking.

A little further away, a group of guests looking for food in the shopping street pointed.

"Chef Sinomiya!"

"And the head chef, Chef Suwon!"

The crowd suddenly rioted. Kojiro Shinomiya wore a neat white-tone chef's costume and led the graduates to stride. Beside him, Hyugako, Suwon Fuyumi and others, also in similar attire, apparently just came out of the restaurant’s back kitchen. , Went to the Xia's restaurant for a dinner.

"Chef Sinomiya, please here!"

"Senior Gan, here, sit here!"

In the store, Misa Tamagawa and Maki Morita play the role of waiters and arrange seats for fresh graduates.

The small restaurant, which usually only accommodates dozens of people at the same time, is almost full of people. The indoor lights are bright, and the exhaust ventilator seems to be operating at full capacity. The air is faintly fresher than the outside, without a trace of stuffiness.

"Ah, what a pity, the bar counter is occupied!" As he sat down, Kanhyugako shouted regretfully, looking at the bar counter frequently.

The graduates who sat with her in the corner of the store looked at each other helplessly.

It's not late.

Look at the big guys at the bar, Sage Carl, Senzaemon, Zhu Qing, the heroine and Masato Kamahara, etc., even if they come in advance and grab the front row position, they still have to give way.

Who doesn't know that there is only a window between the bar and the kitchen. Sitting there, you can observe the chef's every move and learn something.

Similar sighs also came from the seats of Ji Xing Liao and Shi Jie.

"what!"

"The front row is gone, I really want to be close, take a look at the lecturer's cooking interpretation!"

Yoshino Yuuhime held her head in pain.

Realizing that some big guys were looking at the store, Tian Suohui suddenly pulled the girl's sleeve nervously and tightened her face: "It would be nice to have a seat for us. Be quiet, Yuu Ji-chan!"

Issehui was not at this table, but joined Shijie, chatting and laughing at the other end.

Xing Pingchuang really wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, a handsome middle-aged man with red hair in front of the bar waved to his son in the corner, "Chuang Zhen, come here."

So, under the envious and jealous eyes of all the friends and graduates, Xingping Chuang was really a little dazed, and he was pressed by Shiroichiro on the small stool he had just sat on, while the father "Sura" stood with his son folded arms. Behind him, his hands are still on Xingping's shoulders.

"Look--"

Only Ichiro Pau, who only uttered this word, said, Xingping hushed, understanding what his father wanted him to do, so he stared at the open kitchen with a layer of glass windows.

Xia Yu is preparing dishes for the dinner. There are three chefs, namely Tamagawa Ayaka, Kuga Teruki and Hojo Miyoko.

Jiu I Zhaoji had just come here not long ago and I was drawn by Xia Yu, but this member of the ten outstanding demeanors, without a trace of arrogance and arrogance, obeyed any instructions from the chef.

"Long me, add some charcoal to the stove!"

"Miyoko, take the sauce I prepared before!"

Seeing Xia Yu moving back and forth between several barbecue charcoal stoves, manipulating the fire, Xingping made a real voice, "Is the first dish of the banquet tonight the grilled fish?"

On the stove is a plump tail of freshwater fish.

A very fresh fish, after being dissected to get the internal organs and scraped off the scales, it was laid flat on a charcoal grill net. The fish still convulsed.

But in a flash, a wisp of smoke carrying a fragrant smell came out of the fish body, so Xingping created a real perspective. This freshwater fish, which seemed to be still alive, was convulsed for just one or two minutes. The whole fish body is glowing with a golden yellow color!

"Guru!"

Swallowing fiercely, even knowing that the chef has the nickname of the'flaming magician', but cooking a fish with such high efficiency is still shocking Xingping Chuangzhen.

"Father, can I learn this kind of heating technique?!" I could not help turning his head to ask Cai Pau Ichiro behind him.

One sentence-

Coach, I want to learn too!

"Ha ha."

Seeing the real expectation in his son's eyes, Shiroichiro nodded and smiled: "Anyone can learn."

However, "Shura" silently added:

If you want to reach the realm of this lecturer Xia, it is more than just studying and hard work.

All guests were present, and the first dish was quickly served.

A large grilled fish on a table, there are not many, and because of Neon Jin’s habit of splitting meals, Xia Yu specially prepared a pair of serving chopsticks for each plate when Xia Yu ordered Maki and Meisha to serve the dishes. The guests used serving chopsticks. Put the fish in a bowl and taste for yourself, so even if you have a cleanliness, you will feel more comfortable.

So, next, one by one grilled fish is on the plate, the flesh of the fish is peeled from the bone like blooming flowers.

"It's Tianxiong Seared Herring!"

There was a cry, and the family and friends in the store were very familiar with this grilled fish.

"No!"

However, Yuki Watanabe, Shinji Takei, and Ichiro Hase, who were also invited to the banquet, once tasted the work of Natsuha's “Amaio Seared Herring” which won the training prize at Chiyo Shrine by Lake Ashinoko, although more than half a year has passed. For a long time, but at this time they are unanimously determined that this is definitely not the original grilled fish.

"Fire!" Nagiri Senzaemon took a bite of fish and swallowed his abdomen, his eyes seemed to rise with flames, "'uniformity' is even more terrifying, glass marigold, I can't find any flaws!"

"Sauce!"

At the other end, Ye Shanliang and Xi Jianrun were at the same table with Yuan Yue's professors. Teacher Okuyama and Roland Chapel saw Ye Shanliang’s hot fish and his cheeks twitched.Ye Shanliang clasped his chopsticks tightly, but his face was in a daze, as if he had entered a new world of spices, shocked and ecstatic, and said: "So ingenious!"

"Wash and control the water with the finest cumin and white sesame seeds, stir-fry them in a net pot until they are full of aroma, then crush the cumin and sesame seeds with your hands, but this is the first step... The second step is to use chicken fat and cooked beef. Put the oil in the chili powder in the pot, then add the chili and bean paste to boil. Rock sugar is essential here. It is an absolutely important part of the balance of the spice formula!"

"Other spices, such as star anise, pepper, cinnamon, sana..."

"There are many small details, too rich, ginger juice, garlic water, lemongrass water..."

Ye Shanliang stared at the grilled fish on the plate, as if faintly saw a pair of golden spice and skillful hands. These complex materials were merged into a torrent, and the sauce poured on the fish body, forming scales on the surface of the fish body. Spice carapace.

Click!

When the teeth were bitten, the spice lock hidden in the fish meat, broken in the mouth, was heard by Ye Shanliang, and he then saw that these spice fragments reassembled on the tongue to form a new spice formula.

Broken, reborn, broken, and so on.

The endless weather made Ye Shanliang unbelievable.

"Formula, activated spice formula!"