Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan Chapter 810: The Black Whale Taking Off (Part 2)

Eyeballs broke all over the place.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, but no metaphor can be used to describe the strong cold air blowing through the venue.

On the wooden pallet is a big bowl.

The key is not how exquisite the container, but the exquisite container, impressively packed with several groups of instant noodles.

That's right, instant noodles!

Three pieces of round cake-shaped unsoaked noodles are stacked in a bowl.

"Instant noodles...?"

This scene is ridiculous enough.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, and Wu Yingying all stared with round eyes, full of incredible thoughts.

"Eh?!"

Zhu Qing just turned around and ran off the court, panting and standing beside Zhao Tong. Unexpectedly, the entire venue was instantly attacked by strong cold air. Everyone was caught in an exaggerated expression like evil, and opened his mouth, ho ho, inhaling...

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qing couldn't help but chuckle. Zhu Qing looked up at the live broadcast screen, then covered her face with her hand, "Oh my God, you can't play like this in trouble!"

"It's not good to choose the main ingredient, why is it instant noodles! What about your delicate and gorgeous cakes, can't make pastries!" Zhu Qing covered her face.

The middle-aged emcee was in front of Xia Yu's kitchen counter, eyebrows straightened.

Because Xia Yu directly asked him for ingredients, the emcee was the first to know the truth.

"Hey--"

The female judge Mu Xiaoyue whispered to the emcee, and when she saw the emcee approaching, she couldn't help but complain: "Is this really his own request? Didn't you do anything?"

Mu Xiaoyue cast a deeply suspicious look at the emcee, and even a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

The emcee hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This is definitely Chef Xia's request. We don't have the right to decide for the players!"

Yuan Lanzhi reluctantly retracted his gaze from the No. 1 kitchen counter, relieved the master of ceremonies, and sighed: "All of this is done in the camera. The competition official only stipulates the scope of the subject, what kind of ingredients to choose, and how to match the ingredients. Be responsible for himself, he shouldn't mess around?"

The thin eyebrows frowned subconsciously, and the tone was not sure.

"what!"

The laughter came from the middle position.

The female man in charge of the main judge was on her seat, applauding, "Good, good!"

"I want to see how you can use ordinary instant noodles to cook dishes that meet your culinary skills--" The female celebrity chef of the Yunmengze Chef Alliance shouted to Xia Yu, putting her hands on her chin and directly facing the microphone. It’s a good time to say, "To be honest, I have a very high qualification standard for your work in my mind. Don’t try to pass it like this!"

His eyes narrowed with a smile revealed a hint of danger.

"The ugliness is at the forefront. If I eat any perfunctory or nonsense taste later, I am sorry, I will score based on the difference between your cooking skills and the actual work, so there is a high probability of zero!"

The female judge emphasized.

"Don't worry about this!"

Xia Yu was amused by the judges' shouts, "Isn’t it the correct attitude of a professional chef to be responsible for my cooking work every moment? You are doubting my professional ethics!"

"What happened to the instant noodles!"

Xia Yu looked serious when facing the camera, but he was frantically complaining.

If you suspect instant noodles, you are suspecting the motherland version. Didn’t you see that the three flower-like sisters in the TV series have been captured by Mr. Huang Lei’s sauerkraut instant noodles? Order a bowl of instant noodles every time you enter the door Shocked.

Delicious instant noodles, under the hands of a chef with a high level of cooking skills, is still a lethal classic delicacy.

Cough.

Back to the topic.

"Noodles are instant noodles. They can also be called instant noodles or doll noodles."

"I only plan to use instant noodles as the main ingredient. As for the seasoning package of instant noodles, forget it. Ashamed and ashamed, my cooking skills are nowhere near as good as Teacher Huang, so I can't tear open a bag of instant noodles and put them in a bowl as a classic delicacy."

Xia Yu said to the camera like this.

Who is Teacher Huang?

The audience was whispering suddenly, Wei An and Kong Chun looked at each other, "Is there any senior Huang surnamed at Dongying?"

clang!

At this time, there was a reminding bell on the sidelines, and the emcee looked at the No. 1 kitchen counter and said: "The cooking session will end in one hour, please hurry up and submit your work to the judging platform!"

No need to remind, Xia Yu finally immersed himself in cooking in the screen.

First take a clean pot, fill it with water, set it on the stove and light it up.

This is boiling water.

There are a hundred contestants present, which means there are one hundred workbenches.

The scene of a hundred people on the same stage is actually very neat, not as chaotic as the previous round of thousands of people on the same stage. So, Xia Yu’s kitchen only has three things: instant noodles, mysterious bottled fats and mysterious synthetic spice powders. The contrast between the dazzling array of ingredients is simply horribly clean.

Moreover, corresponding to simple ingredients, Xia Yu's cooking process is equally simple.

Go to the second stove and set up the pot.

However, this is a black Chinese wok, not a boiling pan with metallic luster under the sun.

"Hey..."

Directly heat the pot with high heat, and there will soon be a trace of air distortion above the pot.

"Have you started!"

The judging seats, the guest seats, and the dark crowds all stared at the No. 1 kitchen counter.

"Look--"

Tang Yuqiong raised his finger to the grease bottle Xia Yu picked up, and the lens gave the teenager a close-up close-up of his face. As a result, the dignity that appeared naturally on his face was noticed by people, "He is so careful, doesn't it mean that grease is uncommon?"

"Uncommon grease? Haha, I don't think there is any grease that can't be controlled by that guy's cooking skills..."

Li Han laughed and waved his hand.

The voice fell.

boom!

Like an earthquake, there was a flame two or three meters high on the stage, roaring into the sky.

Li Han froze.

"Ori..."

There was a curse in the deadly hall. This sound came from the No. 1 kitchen counter.

Xia Yu took two steps back, his reaction was extremely quick, but some of his hair was still burned by the skyrocketing flames, and his nose smelled of burnt pig hair.

The causes and consequences of the sudden fire are being played back repeatedly on the live broadcast screen.

The boy held an oil bottle, the mouth of the bottle tilted slightly toward the heated Chinese iron pot, and a drop of shiny golden grease fell in a straight line.

In the next moment, the entire picture was full of raging flames.

The pillar of fire broke out suddenly and landed quickly.

It was only two or three seconds before the No. 1 kitchen counter returned to its normal state, but when the camera turned back to Xia Yu's face, there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Li Han also laughed with the crowd and pointed to the young chef on the stage.

The traces of black charcoal on the face indicate that the cooking process of this fryer is completely beyond Xia Yu's control.

"Something is wrong!"

Tang Yuqiong sullenly murmured: "Looking at his reaction, it seems that he didn't expect the fryer? What's going on!"

Xia Yu showed a helpless look at the camera.

In fact, this, even though it was systematically identified as his "resonant ingredient", there is no threshold to control, but after this time, Xia Yu found that unfamiliar is unfamiliar and does not speak any truth.For example, one day suddenly a fiancee who was married when she was a baby came to the house, and she had never seen it before. Wouldn't it be the case that someone who used her hands and feet as soon as she came up would be brutally reported to the 110.

However, it does not work if it is missing.

Strictly speaking, it is the treasure of this spice formula that has been re-evolved. It is a treasure that has been suddenly obtained. It is hard to seize the opportunity and see the hope of perfecting Melk spice. How can Xia Yu give up lightly?

"Come again!"

"boom!"

"How many more drops this time?"

"boom!"

Originally clean and tidy No. 1 workbench, a few more blown out Chinese iron pot.

The unrecognizable pot is enough to show how wild and intense the flames it caused.

"The system is wrong, doesn't the data show that it is cool and light? How to make a drop is like a gas stove fried! It's not scientific at all!"