Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The annual hunting of talents in the Chinese world is drawing to a close, and there are overwhelming pre-match quarrels throughout the country.

Some people support Ye Feizhou's re-election as King Chai.

Some people want rookies to stand up, pull down a few, and update them.

of course.

The discussion about whether the "Young Demon King" could kill the King of Lei has never stopped since the name gradually spread. The following days have undoubtedly become the focus of the entire Chinese community.

Ye Feizhou disappeared early, and according to an enthusiastic reporter from Baiyulou who did not want to be named, he went to retreat.

Xia Yu also moved from Zhao’s winery to Tang’s mansion. A large number of media professionals were completely blocked by the Tang family. They could not see Xia Yu himself and asked him about the goal of the final battle and his views on the rival .

Anyway, after living in Tang's mansion and isolated from the outside world, Xia Yu basically lived a life of waking up and sleeping.

wrong.

To be precise, it is to lie down when you are tired, sleep on the bed in the bedroom, and simply lie on the table in the courtyard to bask in the warm winter sun, or run to the chair of the pavilion, the shoes are not taken off, the head rests your hands Squint for a while, the little life is really comfortable.

The day before the game.

"Aqiong, go call Chef Xia."

Old lady Tang told her granddaughter.

Tang Yuqiong was called out of the kitchen by her servant, confused, and even more confused when she heard the instructions of the old lady, "What did you tell that guy to do, grandma? He, he has been thinking about recipes these days, and his hair is gray."

"Every day I hear you say that he is conceiving a recipe. Two days later, he will be hunting down the battle day. Isn't it okay for my old wife to ask him a few words?" Old lady Tang was funny.

So, after a while, Tang Yuqiong brought Xia Yu.

This is the second time Xia Yu has seen her since the Longmen Pavilion met with the old lady that day.

The old lady was very energetic. She was happily basking in the sun on the rocking chair in the yard. Seeing Xia Yu was very kind, she took him to sit on a small stool next to her, and said, "You’re good to be young, but you have to take care of your body."

Xia Yu could only answer.

What embarrassed him was that the old lady always held his hand, and while speaking, her withered palm was still patting the back of his hand, "Actually, you don’t need to be nervous. Ye Feizhou is a powerful enemy. You and him must It is necessary to tell a victory or defeat, but who says that the loser must be lost in the abyss? This is a game, not a life or death.

"Cough, cough..."

Cough violently.

Xia Yu was really dumbfounded.

What is this, the old lady would be completely wrong about his dark circles.

He opened his mouth to the old lady's charitable eyes, well, all the words of explanation were swallowed back.

The elders also have good intentions, just say what you love.

"Coughing? It seems that I really stayed up late." The old lady asked Tang Yuqiong to make tea. Soon, there was a short table in the yard with a saucer placed on it, and the purple sand pot was hot.

"Come on, this is my treasure—"

The old lady personally poured Xia Yu a cup of hot tea, smiled and passed it.

Xia Yu held the cup in both hands, and did not disobey the old lady. He lowered his head and took a sip, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"what!"

The tea is very light and light, with a hint of bamboo leaves.

After drinking it, the mouth and tongue are moisturized with tea, like cool rain, and there is no irritation and dryness.

"Wow!"

I vaguely heard the sound of rain hitting bananas in the middle of the night, and a heart, like a traveler on a late night couch, suddenly settled down.

This is pure heart, so that the mood is more peaceful.

"What kind of tea is this?" Xia Yu suddenly raised his head and asked.

"My grandma's homemade bamboo leaf tea--" Tang Yuqiong laughed. "The bamboo leaves are picked from the back house bamboo forest. The method of preparation is also very simple, but I always think the taste is too weak, I don't like it!"

"Bamboo leaf tea?"

Hearing this, Xia Yu actually contracted her pupils and subconsciously vomited a medicinal name: "...light bamboo leaves?"

For a moment, my head was full of textual information about'light bamboo leaves'.

Sweet and cold in nature.

Clear the fire, go to the heat.

The tea was under the water, and he let out a sigh of relief, his mouth full of the fragrant fragrance of bamboo leaves, "Is this breath rising up?"

There was joy in his eyes.

"By the way, I remember there is a prescription. The medicinal materials used are tempeh, mint, bitter platycodon, and light bamboo leaves. From the pharmacological point of view, these are shared..."

I was a little bit overwhelmed by the excitement, I couldn't help but stretched out my hand, dipped the hot tea in the teacup, made a pen with my fingers, and drew a big circle on the coffee table while muttering to myself:

"I added light bamboo leaves and bitter platycodon, the formula has 2 more ingredients, so there are 10 kinds in total-tempeh, garlic, green onion, perilla, almonds, mint, burdock seed, mountain gardenia and light bamboo leaves, bitter platycodon ."

"Thumb sauce, cold attribute."

"Burdock, cold."

"Mountain Gardenia, cold."

"Light bamboo leaves, cold."

Carefully count the properties of the materials used, either cold or gentle, without a trace of anger.

Seeing the god Xia Yu talking, Tang Yuqiong wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mrs. Tang in time.

"Shh!"

The old lady Tang watched Xia Yu on the tea table intently, and gradually drew the round-wheel Tai Chi pattern, one yin and one yang, like two carps entangled in black and white.

Ding.

Sudden system prompt.

"Congratulations to the host for repairing Fan's ancient formula. The reward has been distributed to the backpack."

"There is a new task--."

Xia Yu sat with her legs bent until the water on the tea table evaporated and the pattern completely disappeared before checking the backpack.

Jin Guangliang was blind.

The number of ingredients stored on the body, superimposed on the inventory, jumped from the original "1" to "5", actually harvested a full four!

Let's look at the new tasks issued by the system.

"...Please use the Fan's ancient recipe to cook the host, and the completion of 60% is considered as qualified. The reward depends on the degree of completion. The minimum reward is 10 talent points." A talent point!

Xia Yu's eyes immediately turned red.

This is so special, the first task to give a clear talent point after returning to China has finally come!

Suddenly there was an urge to weep.

"The progress of the golden frame is 94/100. It should be full this time!" Xia Yu felt excited.

But here comes the problem.

How to cook with Fan's ancient recipe?

You know, just talking about quality, it is not inferior to the gem meat and five-headed bird eggs that Xia Yu used to control.

"Would you like to use Fan's ancient recipes on the Hou Tiantai? Time is a bit tight. However, using the old recipes in the past, I always feel that there is a lack of fun. I am not targeting Ye Feizhou... well, this'Young Demon King' 'Fighting the name, I must do something big!"

Ever since, the idea of ​​doing big things took root in Xia Yu's mind.

I don't know whether Wei An, Wei Qinglian, or even Ye Feizhou himself knows what kind of mood Xia Yu embraces in the face of a decisive battle, and whether he will cry in anger.

He never thought it was a decisive battle.

At least for Xia Yu, the hunting stage is just an exhibition hall for new recipes and new dishes.

After all, cooking food can not be without the taste and recognition of diners, and working behind closed doors to be a dead house chef, who knows how unpopular the products are.

Two days passed quietly during Xia Yu's more focused attempts at cooking food.

The battle of Tianwang Mountain is here.