Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Di, hello, di..."

In the Longmen Pavilion, the pre-match testing for the Battle of Tianwang Mountain is under intense scrutiny.

"The live sound is ok, OK!"

The male emcee with the microphone made a gesture to the audience.

Off the scene, Wei Qinglian accompanied an old man surnamed Lan, and followed the old man to inspect the venue. The director responsible for the execution of the stage of the Battle of Tianwangshan did not have much time to greet the two and shouted, "Try the lighting next!"

In the huge stadium, the shining lights are dark and bright, and several different light effects switch back and forth.

"Introduce the lighting effects of the main challenge, come—"

Snapped!

As soon as the director gave instructions, six straight holy light poles descended above. On the stage, six precious chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes rose slowly. Even if the venue hadn't opened yet, there were few staff in the hall. Being caught by six treasure chairs, his eyes were firmly attracted.

After a while, the lighting effect test was over. The director looked at his watch, sweating on his forehead, and said, "The museum will open in an hour and a half!"

"Quickly, hurry up, and check the table where the contestants are going to cook!"

"Yes!"

The staff did not have to rest and got busy again.

The old man of Lan said with a smile: "This year is more special. In addition to the "Five Chinese Shows", there is also the sixth champion. However, this champion is also worthy of the name. Waiting for the start at 10 o'clock in the morning, he will sit in the ring. The main treasure chair came on stage, even if it was a public appearance in the Chinese food industry, it strongly announced its return."

Wei Qinglian stared at the sixth treasure chair, with complicated expressions.

She faintly regretted her decision to let Xia Yu participate in the hunt. Now thinking about it, she was really confused at that time.

Later, the man took the posture of the devil and got two strings of full marks to advance, forming a huge momentum but forcing the executive high-level to urgently convene a collective meeting to deal with the society through the establishment of a sixth champion and a sixth treasure chair. Public relations remedies for public opinion.

"bring it on!"

Pursing her mouth tightly, Wei Qinglian snorted and said in secret: "Take out your true skills and let the Chinese community see how strong you are!"

"If you really think that you are a superior demon king, swollen and arrogant, the Lin-level must-kill recipe that Feizhou has prepared for this battle of Heavenly Kings Mountain may not be without your certainty!"

...

Shanghai suburbs.

"Feizhou, let's go!"

Wei An and Kong Chun exchanged glances, and Wei An banged on the kitchen door.

Kong Chun came from the imperial capital again. If you count the leader who has quietly arrived at the backstage of the stadium, Bai Yulou almost came out of this battle, which is enough to show that they have a great deal of Ye Feizhou and the young generation in China. Pay attention to the battle of the crown of the king.

"Master Kong, Master Wei!"

Clicked, the door was unlocked, and Ye Feizhou came out of the kitchen.

He was dressed in white, only the belt was black. Take a closer look, the outfit on Ye Feizhou's body was obviously the official chef's uniform he planned to put on stage.Unlike the western-style chef's clothes that complement the figure, this suit is looser. Ye Feizhou puts on it, giving it a gentle and gentle temperament, which is a Confucian scholar.

Moreover, Ye Feizhou has long hair, full of hair, long black hair is almost more feminine than a woman, delicate and smooth, and looks much more maintained.He wore a hair bun like a Taoist priest and wrapped it in a plain turban. The two cloth straps on the back of his head fluttered as he walked, with a thick and elegant atmosphere.

"I'm ready--"

Ye Feizhou said this to the two mentors, with determination in his eyes.

"In any case, I will not escape from this battle!" Ye Feizhou said lowly.

There is something in the words.

Wei An and Kong Chun watched the apprentice stride out of the hallway.

"Does he know?" Kong Chun sighed lightly.

"Maybe." Wei An was surprised. "What I can be sure is that Feizhou is completely isolated from the outside world if he doesn't use the Internet or talk on the phone these days. However, with the child's intelligence, Feizhou may have already noticed something."

"Hey!"

Kong Chun sighed again.

"In this generation, if there is an enchantment comparable to the heroes a hundred years ago, it will be a pressure and a shadow for the Feizhou generation, but from another perspective, is it a sign that the Chinese food industry is about to enter the next heyday? "

Prosperity?

Wei An smiled bitterly and couldn't catch up.

"If it is a prosperous age supported by one person, I still hope not to see it."

...

Tang Mansion.

"Trouble!" Xia Yu solemnly handed a box of ingredients to the hunting staff. This was a necessary procedure.

Tang Yuqiong also handed over the ingredient box and clapped his hands, "I don't worry about handing it to them!"

She turned around to see Xia Yu was still wearing daily clothes, frowning, "It's nine o'clock, you haven't changed your clothes yet? Don't tell me, you will wear this one in a while."

Xia Yu's hand shape: "Don't worry, you can't wear daily clothes. When I get to the backstage of the stadium, I will ask the hunting logistics staff for a spare chef's uniform."

Hearing this, Tang Yuqiong wrinkled her nose.

"That's not okay, you know that the entire Chinese community in Tang Mansion knows that being sloppy and sloppy on stage does not mean that our Tang family is not entertained well!"

She walked away quickly, leaving a sentence, "Wait!"

When I came back later, she handed a new set of neatly folded clothes to Xia Yu, "Here, here you are, a new set, which my grandma cuts and sews herself."

Xia Yu was stunned, looked down at the clothes in his hand, and then looked at Tang Yuqiong.

They are all black and white, but I don’t know what the shape is. If the shapes of the clothes are similar, wouldn’t it be a couple’s style?Thinking of the scene, Xia Yu trembled three times, "I still don't want it..."

Tang Yuqiong laughed angrily at the look he disliked, "Do you like to wear or not!"

"Hey--"

Zhu Qing hurriedly turned back from the front yard of the mansion. Before anyone arrived, his voice reverberated, "Don't be too slow. The shuttle bus is already waiting at the front entrance. Get on the bus!"

"The train to the battle of Tianwangshan, it's starting!"

then.

Five minutes later, Xia Yu got into the back seat of the official shuttle bus with a kitchen utensil box and a set of black and white chef uniforms that he had not had time to put on.

The car started slowly, and the media crowd in the deep alley allowed to drive a lane.

Many male and female reporters followed the car and rushed to the door, knocking on the window with both hands. Xia Yu could only sit and wave his hands in response. At this time, she said she did not dare to open the window.

Shortly after.

The Longmen Pavilion, which had been silent for a week, began to be filled with noise with the influx of audiences.

In the ticket gate, a pair of female chef apprentices who came hand in hand and prepared to enter the venue were torn apart in the crowd.

"Ye Feizhou wins!"

"The devil wins!"

"What devil, I firmly believe that the successor of Baiyulou can hold him down!"

In fact, more than just outside the venue, the audience in the hall gradually increased, and similar discussions spread.

Zhao Qi went to the backstage of the contestants, took off his mask, and shouted angrily: "Fuck, I have walked the stadium several times, why didn't I hear anyone mention my name, the heat was all robbed by those two guys! "Strong men and women, all of them gathered in this hall, waiting to be on stage.

After hearing Zhao Qi's complaint, a group of people looked at each other.

Chen Yang shook a fist in the corner of the hall, "I hope you can defeat Ye Feizhou!"

""Five Chinese Show"..."

Chen Yang said heartily: "Then, who should I pull down?"