Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

You ate the fish.

It lives in the memory of your tongue.

The subtext of Xia Yu's sentence, isn't it the sense of sight of a classic line "I have eaten you and become one with you, we will never leave." Wei Qinglian was hit by the heart immediately, and the head seemed to be bleeding. Damage value.

Depressed!

It's like watching a few melancholic works repeatedly, the stomach hurts and the sadness flows backwards, which is hard to express in words.Wei Qinglian's face turned pale, she covered her belly and muttered: "I ate the Kun..."

Seeing her reaction, Xia Yu looked even more surprised, "I said Ms. Yuchu, you are too deep into the drama, come back soon! Besides, can you tell me what you have eaten?"

He really didn't understand the situation.

Uh.

After all, this is the first time I have used the whole heart of the kitchen, and it is also the profound meaning of the golden frame food. In other words, Xia Yu didn't think much about cooking just now, and he just emptied his head to fly and soar freely, so when I saw Wei Qinglian With such an intense tasting feedback, Xia Yu felt embarrassed in her heart, guessing that she released a monster again, now something is wrong!

Wei Qinglian stared at him with the eyes of the culprit: "You are too bad!"

She was so angry that she was wiping tears.

"It is you who let us have a good story, and now it is you who come to "chiluo" to pierce this beautiful one naked!"

"Can you stop being cute!"

Wei Qinglian was almost emotionally broken, and the last sentence was vaguely crying.

The lens immediately focused on the female chef who was about to run away.

"what!"

In the audience, Zhu Qing covered her face and said, "This stinky boy has defeated a woman again."

"But, hehehe, Wei Qinglian once again planted in Ayu's hands, and was greatly gagged by his cooking. Hey, this is the most honorable culinary showdown of the young generation in the Chinese world. It must be replayed by the media, etc. Wei Qinglian broke free from this tongue-in-cheek memory. Seeing herself running in tears on TV, she must have been so ashamed to see Ayu from now on, her status was naturally lower."

Listening to Zhu Qing’s wicked and funny self-talk, best friend Zhao Tong tugged at her sleeves, smiled, and pointed to the corners of her mouth, "I said, Qing, can you wipe the corners of your mouth first, don’t be an idiot phase."

Xia Yu didn't know how to respond to Wei Qinglian, so she could only stare at her sorry.

Not to the point of exaggeration of tears running, Wei Qinglian is still very strong, with faint tears flickering in her eyes, and the tears are firmly controlled by her for the next one or two minutes.

There was no tearful effect, and the audience was disappointed. Fans of the Demon King who did not know the truth shouted: "Devil Xia, your tear gas, the effect is not good!"

Ye Feizhou's fan group, who also couldn't understand the situation, booed.

"Ah, he succeeded in arousing the disgust of a judge!"

"Good news from heaven!"

"So, isn't Zhouzhou holding a ticket steadily?!"

Ye Feizhou of the stage didn't appreciate it. Seeing that the commotion in the stadium gradually became unstoppable, he slightly lowered his face and shouted, "Everyone is quiet!"

Everyone was surprised to see Ye Feizhou who took the initiative to maintain order.

Xia Yu also looked over.

Ye Feizhou has an exquisite heart. Knowing that the situation is not right, he gently shook his head towards Xia Yu, took two steps, approached the dragon head with his eyes closed, and tentatively called: "Master..."

The leader slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were no longer calm and deep at the beginning, as if an ancient well had dropped into a stone, with ripples.

"Please give me some pointers!" Seeing the dragon head opened his eyes, Ye Feizhou bowed his body and bowed almost ninety degrees with a sincere expression on his face.

Obviously Ye Feizhou wanted to let the leader come forward and give the culinary showdown the next judgement.

Hey!

Silent sigh.

The fluctuations in the eyes turned to be deeply hidden. The dragon head watched Xia Yu for one minute or two minutes. In the deadly atmosphere, Xia Yu's whole body was hairy. Yeah, this old guy looked at us with affection. Do you want me to pick up soap?Pooh, pooh, Xia Yu quickly stopped this wave of wild and unruly disgusting brain holes, and couldn't help but say, "How do you say?"

"Flap, pop, pop..."

In response to him, there was a burst of clear applause, and the voice spread more and more, and finally resounded throughout the stadium.

The leader succeeded in bringing a wave of rhythm, and then Lan Fengxian, Sage Carl, and the unknown soy sauce chef Lin all cast appreciative glances at Xia Yu, applauding loudly.

The eyes of Wei Qinglian in the lens are still red. She has been staring at Xia Yu for a longer time, at least ten minutes. From the irritation at the beginning, to the vague voice of fans who sent the blade to return the Kun to my fans. Up to now, it is a mixture of complexity and shock.

"why why!"

Wei Qinglian clenched her powder fist, "It is impossible for people to refuse!"

"It's obviously a sad story!"

"But if time goes backwards, let me go back 15 minutes ago, and there is the same medicated fish soup in front of us, I might still..." She murmured, her face gradually turned weird, "Do you love it to eat Did you eat it? Why do you want to eat it, ah, because it was originally a delicious ingredient? What's wrong with the ingredient serving the appetite? People take food as their heaven. What's more, how I want to keep it and eat it Isn’t it another combination?"

There was shaking in his eyes.

"No!" The woman covered her head with her hands, and only the coldness of the chef when she slaughtered living creatures with a knife. "It's just an ingredient, how could I have ridiculous emotions toward it!"

I don't know how many viewers shivered when watching live TV.

This female celebrity chef seems to be blackened, so terrible.

"Am I losing?"

The applause of the dragon head brought up a wave of sound in the entire stadium. Ye Feizhou stood in it, staring blankly to see that he was close at hand, and he had no admiration for the master who was regarded as an absolute idol in the ordinary days. Applause cheering for the enemy, a face quickly Full of loneliness.

Lost!

For the first time, Ye Feizhou didn't blame anyone, nor did he blame Master for being too fair and strict to praise his opponent.

I am all to blame, my cooking skills are not good!

I am not as skilled as others.

Ye Feizhou bit his lip tightly, biting hard, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

The unrelenting courage and the so-called chef spirit gathered by leaving the note "Thousands of people will go ahead" before the game, when the result of no suspense was announced, was also declared vanished.

Ye Feizhou was determined to watch the applause, and Xia Yu, who responded with a smile and calmly, had a thought in his heart: "...Is this the posture of the devil preached by the outside world?"

If Xia Yu heard Ye Feizhou's heartfelt voice, she would definitely laugh.

Xiongtai, you misunderstood, I'm an awkward smile

It was too embarrassing, and Xia Yu was stunned by the long applause of the leader's long-term applause for the work of releasing himself.

Is it really that powerful?

Cough, I want to try it too!

With a guilty conscience, Xia Yu cast a twinkling gaze at the sixth bowl of fish soup specially reserved for the table.

At this time, a close young voice said:

"Can I try your dishes?"

The lights once again focused on the two young players.

Ye Feizhou asked very sincerely: "Please let me worship your masterpiece!"

Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "If you put this on the network, I think it is a mockery in all likelihood."

The implication is that with Ye Feizhou's gentleness and utterance, there is no way to feel disgust.

"It's okay if you want to taste--" Xia Yu said funnyly, "but only half a bowl!"

With that, take another bowl, and the bowl of soup on the kitchen counter is divided into two.

Even the small pieces of golden fish in the soup were carefully cut into two parts by Xia Yu with bamboo chopsticks.There are good reasons for his caution. Any extra flavor will destroy the deliciousness of the soup and the quality of the cooking. At this time, only bamboo knives and kitchen utensils can be reassuring.what?Do you use a knife?The smell of metal utensils will ruin the whole pot of soup.

Ye Feizhou couldn't help his eyes gleaming when he saw him so carefully.

"Give you--"

So Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou each took half a bowl and drank it almost simultaneously in front of the camera.

"No wonder I lost..."