Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"ended?"

"These two hours are so fast!"

"That's right, it seems to be a blink of an eye, and ah, it's so strange, why didn't the five big guys on the stage further comment on Ye Feizhou's cooking? For example, the perfect work, the perfect one, right, right..."

The bell rang, and the stadium was immediately overwhelmed by sound waves.

Some viewers with fan tendencies are complaining about Ye Feizhou. The judge's stance is too biased. They just commented on the cooking techniques of'Yip's Phoenix Crystal', involving summarizing remarks such as "good work" and "full score". ,absolutely not.

However, more spectators, including the contestants on the stage, five judges, and a large number of secretly observing guests, when the bell rang, coincidentally, turned their eyes to another contestant who has the reputation of'Young Devil' , Pay attention.

Is it done?

Xia Yu almost pressed the line and straightened up when the bell rang.

"Crack!"

There was a flashing sound from the waist.

"I knew--" Xia Yu beats the waist. This is the consequence of the cat's body for too long. He muttered with a dark face, "It's all because of the system's bullet frame. Shrunk directly?"

The cooking time that was originally sufficient was interrupted by the system, and the rhythm was messed up. Fortunately, [Blamation] forced the rescue, but other people must be stupid on the stage at a loss.

Uh.

While grumbling dissatisfiedly, Xia Yu found that her ears were quiet and terrifying, and there was not even a trace of mosquitoes.

Looking around, the shots of long guns and short cannons are quite impressive.

The middle-aged man emcee with sweat on his forehead asked: "The cooking session is over, have you finished, Chef Xia?"

"finished."

He nodded, and found a towel to wipe his sweat.

"what!"

Not far away came Tang Yuqiong’s cry. Her voice was abrupt on the slightly silent stage. Li Han and Wu Yingying looked inexplicably, she covered her mouth and said embarrassedly: "I'm surprised."

She explained in a low voice, "Think about it, in the past, the moment he finished cooking, wasn't it always amazing?"

"But this time, why is there no movement, nothing but plain?"

Doubts appeared in Tang Yuqiong's eyes.

At this reminder, Li Han and Wu Yingying looked at each other in surprise, "Yes, yes!"

"It's too quiet!"

Li Han opened his eyes: "Something weird!"

"...It is also possible that the cooking is not well completed and failed." Zhao Zhen, the fourth show with a low sense of existence, said coldly.

"Uh!"

A few people are choking, right?

"Can't you open it?"

Xia Yu dropped the towel and turned to look at the hot pot on the stove.

The lid closed tightly without a trace of smell leaking out.

Reaching out and grabbing the button in the center of the pot lid, Xia Yu suddenly withdrew his arm and pressed his chin to mutter to herself: "Why is it the first time that a yellow-flowered lady is getting on the sedan chair."

"what happened?"

A voice close at hand.

"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that I would open the Pandora's Forbidden Box and release some demon." Xia Yu replied subconsciously, and complained, "Because I don't know what I have made!"

Ok?

The words blurted out. In the next second, Xia Yu realized that the old voice beside him was not the emcee. He glanced over and saw that the emcee was trembling in place, and there were a few more bosses near his workbench.

The one who asked him just now was the superior Chinese leader.

There is a subtle sense of familiarity in the voice. Let's leave it alone for the time being, Xia Yu said in surprise, "Is it all here?"

Ye Feizhou looked at him with a smile outside the circle of several big brothers, but his little eyes were quite complicated.

He served the dishes, and the judges often tasted them. When Xia Yu was here, it was only a minute or two slow. All the judges were like Prime Minister Cao who was thirsty for talent, and almost ran over barefoot.

Why?

The reason is nothing more than different expectations!

"Open it--" The dragon head spit at Xia Yu, slightly surprised, and then there was a weird smile on his face, "I want to see what kind of demons you can release."

puff.

With a laugh, Wei Qinglian covered her mouth: "Pandora's Forbidden Box? Devil?"

The female imperial chef who had always been cold and cold was also made into a smile by Xia Yu's complaint, "Are you afraid? Okay, I'll open it for you!" She obviously choked Xia Yu on purpose, thinking that this kid was malicious in front of the dragon head.

Involuntarily speaking, two light white fingers clamped the lid button.

The moment the pot was opened, the hurricane whistled out.

The five judges were all startled, Ye Feizhou nearby, with a sluggish smile on his face, like a storm chart slowly pulling apart, and people nearby seemed to be in the ocean before the storm, and huge waves continued to hit him. Everyone felt that the ground under their feet was rolling.

"Boom--"

Wei Qinglian grabbed the lid of the pot and fell to the ground.

Xia Yu wiped the tip of his nose and said, "The sound of the waves? What kind of food is it?"

This is a whisper that can only be heard by himself, but none of the nearby bosses, even Ye Feizhou, can hear far beyond ordinary people.

"He doesn't know the righteousness he gave to the dishes?"

First, his expression collapsed, and it was Ye Feizhou who exaggerated Yan Yi in the camera.

The gentle smile froze completely, Ye Feizhou clenched his fists subconsciously and stared at Xia Yu's calm face, his eyes cooled slightly: "There is a limit to joking!"

"Uh, did you hear it?" Xia Yu glanced at the sound.

"Lin Chu, how can you not know the righteousness of the dishes he gave to the dishes!" Ye Feizhou's face was frozen, "just like the heart of the cook——"

He pointed to Xia Yu's heart, "This is our royal way of food and righteous chefs, unique characteristics, like a human face, how can it be erased!"

"Is it?"

Xia Yu did not argue with him.

Cast a playful glance at Wei Qinglian, who was still standing still, "Can't you open it?"

In the deep pot, there is a stew pot on the shelf.

Don't forget that the stew pot also has a lid.

"Open, open!" Wei Qinglian was a little irritated by Xia Yu's eyes and became angry. She reached in and opened the second layer of lid.

Beep.

When the porcelain lid was taken out, a drop of water vapor condensed into the soup in the stew cup.

As a result, Tang level was broken quietly, sparkling.

A suffocating gaze.

The dark soup, floating ripples under the lights of the stadium, is full of dreamy painting style.

beautiful.

Under the soup, there is a golden fish shadow, and other medicinal materials, such as tempeh, bitter platycodon, and light bamboo leaves, are shining slightly, like a shining star diamond on the sky at night.

"What about the taste?" Ye Feizhou sniffed, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Yeah, what about the taste?"

Finally, withdrawing his eyes from the dreamy soup in the stew cup, Wei Qinglian carefully sniffed the air without a trace of peculiar smell, feeling incredible: "...Medicated fish, how did the flavor of the medicinal materials disappear?"

"Do not!"

The dragon head suddenly made a sound, and everyone found that he had found the bowl and spoon from nowhere.

"Can you taste it?" The dragon head rarely urged, with a cheerful smile on his face, many people were stunned.

Xia Yu shrugged and found a soup spoon. When the spoon was skimmed over the water surface of the stew cup, the water waved away, as if it was an illusion. A small black shadow resembling a fish, followed the soup spoon with surprise.

Ye Feizhou was not far away, shaking his shoulders, "Is it an illusion?"