Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

what!

Xia Yu looked at the plate that Ye Feizhou passed in the door.

To be honest, he was really curious about Ye Feizhou's cooking.

Cooking is not a work of art such as poetry and painting. You need to eat to taste the style and culinary concept of a chef.

Simply put, it is to eat "cooking heart" and "food righteousness".

No matter how exquisite the food packaging, no matter how tall it is, the inner truth must be the most sincere thing of the chef.

"Is this guy really the same?" Xia Yu looked at Ye Feizhou, who was still polite and gentle in front of him even after a fiasco. He couldn't help but speculate in the dark, "I don't believe he is such a gentleman!"

"Huh huh, even gentleman Pianpian has feelings of anger and resentment?"

With the idea of ​​seeing Ye Feizhou clearly, Xia Yu picked up the chopsticks on the dinner plate.

Ye Feizhou obviously had special preparations.

On the plate, there was a small phoenix, at least compared to the phoenix on the small dinner plate that was soaring on the stage before, the size of the phoenix on the small dish in front of him was reduced geometrically, and it was slightly larger than a palm.

Putting down the chopsticks, like peeling a cocoon, pulling out a few bean sprouts wrapped in sugar on the body of a small phoenix, and then sent them into the mouth to chew carefully.

"This taste"

Slight discoloration.

Xia Yu said in shock: "It's too strange. I was wondering whether the silky bean sprouts and the sweet and greasy taste of sugar will destroy the refreshment of the bean sprouts themselves, and then have an impact on the elegant flavor of the whole dish, but it is tasted as it is. It seems that this kind of suspicion is unnecessary!"

"No taste!"

Yes.

The sweetness seemed to disappear.

"How come, silking is the technique of Qilu cooking beets!"

The chopsticks rose and fell again, picking up a few bunches of bean sprouts, and biting his mouth recklessly. The more Xia Yu ate, the weirdness on his face became more obvious.

The small phoenix quickly turned into food in his belly.

Putting down the chopsticks, Xia Yu stared at Ye Feizhou waiting outside the door, "You erased the natural sweetness carried by the silk drawing technique?"

Ye Feizhou shook his head, "It's not erased, but I'restricted' it."

He bit more heavily on the word "restriction."

Xia Yu understood his prompt, and lightning seemed to fall in his mind!

Thinking of the phoenix dancing in the field of vision when tasting, the strange thing is that this phoenix is ​​always detached, with a graceful posture, so beautiful, like a peerless beauty who is shy and undressing and attracts salty pigs to touch, but beauty Just pursing his lips and chuckling, he drifted away.

Could it be that this is Ye Feizhou's food righteousness?

Uh in my heart.

Xia Yu resisted his chin and muttered: "This kind of food righteousness is not so much a'restriction', but rather abide by one's duty, abide by the courtesy, and the name is very appropriate!"

Hearing this, Ye Feizhou was delighted as he met the old friend in a foreign country.

"Yes, it's courtesy!"

He said, “The taste of sugar brought by the silk-cooking technique was not erased by me, but because the gift is hidden under the dishes, hidden by itself and unknown.”

Xia Yu was secretly praised, this is a gentleman.

ceremony!

Junjunchenchenchen, father and son.

In Ye Feizhou's dishes, the "ritual system" is so prominent.His improved version of Phoenix Crystal has two more ingredients, sugar and water, but the "Wishful Cuisine" with the beginning and the end removed, in the dishes, it is still the king of high-end and elegant flavors.

Sugar and water are just materials to set off Mingjun.

Therefore, the shadow of the phoenix in Xia Yu's mind is so lifelike. Every feather in his body that is transformed from'Ruyi dishes' is not only colorful, but also seems to be braving the sacred golden light.

"Awesome!"

Thumbs up.

"Where, where" Ye Feizhou said hurriedly.

"Your dishes are also amazing!"

Ye Feizhou plucked up the courage and said, "Your name, does your dish have a name?"

"Name?"

Xia Yu's eyes flashed: "Just call it a big fish!"

"Big fish?"

The memory of the kun with the tongue is generally revived, and the babbling produces a strange current from the tip of the tongue to the head, which is affecting Ye Feizhou. His expression has a second of anger and sadness, but then this emotion is suppressed by him.Ye Feizhou's inner shock can be imagined, "It, is it still there?"

"That's right!" Xia Yu said with a smile suddenly, "I'm very curious about the way you massaged bean sprouts for health care. Is that the hand of God?"

"hand of God?"

Ye Feizhou was stunned, relying on the context to barely understand that Xia Yu was talking about the cooking skills Huang He had taught him.

He hesitated and replied: "This name is quite appropriate. When a master of mine taught me cooking skills, he once said, don't underestimate your palms. The'touch' of your hands is even more than the smell of the nose. What the eyes see must be reliable and reliable. In short, they rely on the intuitive senses of the hands to control and process."

"For example?" Xia Yu tilted his head.

"Ok"

Ye Feizhou groaned a little, and then smiled refreshingly, "You follow me to the kitchen, I can teach you some fur, and I need to get Master's permission for the more advanced."

"In addition."

He paused and looked at Xia Yu, who was full of interest. "I am also very curious about the formula of your medicated diet soup. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t ask you to give me the formula directly. I just want to learn the combination of medicated diet and Tai Chi. The round frame, more importantly, is the harmony!"

As he said, Ye Feizhou changed his elegance, his eyes suddenly became fiery and aggressive.

These little eyes made Xia Yu cheer.

After walking around for a long time, it turns out that I just wanted to learn the fish-shaped Tai Chi circle. Ye Feizhou was still too restrained from being too polite. At this time, I just need to say something-coach I also want to learn painting.

So, Xia Yu definitely nodded: "Come on, I will teach you how to draw!"

In any case, what the off-site audience and the guests did not know was that the two talents who had recently stepped down went into the kitchen and closed the door one after another, and exchanged passionately.

The throne of the ring king, the sixth chair of the ring lord, was left empty.

Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou did not return to the field, but this did not affect the normal conduct of the hunting generals decisive battle. Or from a certain point of view, Xia Yu stepped down and did not show up again. On the contrary, the players on the stage breathed a sigh of relief. Go and become ready to move.

"I want to challenge No. 10 Yuan Yun!"

After three rounds of auditions, a soy sauce teenager with the number 20 at the bottom of the total score handed out the second letter of the game.

"Humph!"

Yuan Yun, who was named to kick the hall by his surname, tilted her nose in anger, "You are the bottom, dare to directly write to me who is the 10th pick? To run the game is to have the consciousness of running the game, come on, who is afraid of whom!"

Seeing that the god in his mind had not returned to the scene for a long time, his heart was extremely disappointed and he was angry, and Yuan Yun was completely blown up.No. and No. 10 left the seats and went to a group battle station to prepare.

In the waiting area, there are 18 players left. Look at me and I look at you. They both look fierce.

of course.

Some people directly cast their eyes on the main area of ​​the ring, where the lights fell down and the stars shone. Although Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou were missing, Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and others were also super-class rookie chefs in China.

"Who is it to challenge?"

Chen Yang glanced at the four ringmasters present, frowning slightly.

"Just him!"

In the end, Chen Yang locked Zhao Zhen, who was the fourth place in China's five show.

His decision was supported by the intelligence of his mother Lin Qingfeng.

In the fifth show, Ye Feizhou was the successor trained by Bai Yulou, the disciple of the Heavenly King, and it is not too much to be called the prince, followed by the descendants of famous families such as Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, and Wu Yingying.

Relatively speaking, the Zhao family behind Zhao Zhen is just a small clan in Chang'an, Qinchuan, who has only emerged in the past ten years.

Moreover, Zhao Zhen is flawed in his cooking skills!

Chen Yang's eyes flickered, and Fang was about to stand up from his chair. Unexpectedly, a majestic line of sight was projected.

It's the superior leader.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Chen Yang said in his heart: "He has noticed me long ago and knows who I am?"

Then a series of sneers inside.

"But I, when I returned to China this time, I never thought about being plain--"

Huh.

Withstanding the pressure, Chen Yang stood up straight and said loudly under the surprised eyes of everyone: "I, give the fourth seat Zhao Zhen a letter of war!"

While speaking, Chen Yang could notice that his gaze shrank back quickly, and the hills under his head suddenly disappeared. He gasped secretly, but clenched his fists, "What the hell is that old guy thinking?!"

at the same time.

In a guest room, Lin Qingfeng cast an implicitly worried look at her son on stage.

By coincidence, Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou ended their exchanges and left the kitchen, just as the battle between Chen Yang and Zhao Zhen had reached a feverish stage.