Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"What about you, there is your way."

"I also have my way."

Xia Yu turned her gaze to look at Liu Ying, only to find that the little girl was holding the chopsticks in her hands, her big eyes were looking forward to staring at him.

"Mr. Xia, what do you and your sword skills look like?"

Liu Ying is a curious baby.

Xia Yu opened her mouth to answer, unexpectedly a female voice sneered and laughed.

"His sword skills?"

"When it comes to comprehensive cooking skills, I admit that it is far inferior to you, and it is easily defeated by you, but when it comes to knife skills, I never fear anyone, even if the other party is a genuine dragon chef!"

"puff!"

Xia Yu was also amused.

Has this Lei Aoxue really experienced Longchu's sword art?Not ashamed.

He had seen the old man's swordsmanship, it was a painting.

Lei Aoxue's knife skills also have artistic conception, which is correct, but her canvas is occupied by blossoming lotus flowers, other materials are invisible, and there are no bright spots, which is not in line with Xia Yu's cooking philosophy.

You know, the old man's "kind swordsmanship", that countless knives in his body still dances gracefully, and the graceful posture is like a phoenix. Isn't that the soul of the picture scroll?

This is the essential difference!

"What are you laughing at?!" The sensitive and fragile string in Lei Aoxue's heart was repeatedly slapped. Hey, the anger that was soaring would run away if it was already overflowing.

Xia Yu didn't have her.

Patting Liu Ying's head gently, and rubbing her palms on her soft hair at random, Xia Yu felt that her big disciple must inherit his culinary philosophy and cannot be used by Lei Aoxue's "Knife Knife Lotus" He abducted and embarked on an evil path that never looked back, so he met Liu Ying's big eyes and smiled: "My sword skills are not as good as Lei Aoxue, but I have my own style, Xiao Ying, you should like it. of!"

"I promise!"

Blinked at Liu Ying.

After speaking, I stood right in front of the kitchen counter, this is the chef's position.

Scan the leftover ingredients on the kitchen counter.

"Well, enough to make a'Xia's Thousand Island Noodle Silk Banana'!"

Huh!

It comes up to dump all-purpose flour.

All-purpose flour is the ordinary flour in daily life. It is suitable for making Chinese desserts, such as noodles, buns and dumplings.

In the pastry, Xia Yu is not a little white. First, make the batter, wash a small bowl, fill with flour, and put a lot of lemon juice. Then Xia Yu faces the sink, twists the faucet, and washes her hands carefully.

He has a serious face, giving people an inexplicable sense of piety, and he has a chef's temperament.

Repeated cleaning several times until it was confirmed that there was no dirt in the nail seams, and his hands were exquisite and white as a work of art. Xia Yu took the paper towels, soaked up the water stains on his hands, discarded chopsticks and other stirring tools, and went directly in with both hands. Pot, pound the flour and lemon juice inside.

The movements are extremely gentle.

Even Xia Yu closed his eyes slightly, with enjoyment on his face. He gradually condensed the process of change while capturing flour and lemon juice in the movement of his palm.

No need for vision, the "skin" of his hands has become his fine observation instrument.

In the head, the dusty flour gradually turned into a paste-like Y body in the basin.

"Tick..."

Beautiful sound.

A drop of lemon juice with a refreshing original flavor seemed to be dripping into the depths of the spirit, Xia Yu shivered sharply, and a flush of red flashed quietly on his side.

"Hmph, play mystery!"

Lei Aoxue did not understand Xia Yu's practice of using her hands to replace the mixing tool. Although it is purely handmade and the chef has more room for c work, she does not think that using her hands to knead the flour can improve the quality of the batter. Qualitative change.But in fact, those hands are really endowed with "magic power". Today Lei Aoxue's three views on cooking are destined to be shocked.

"Mr. Xia... seems to be very focused and enjoy!" Liu Ying noticed Xia Yu's expression, she was dumbfounded, her eyes were all the figure of her master.

It takes only two or three minutes to make the batter.

Then, it was kneading the dough. Xia Yu still used both hands, banging banging. There was only a bowl of white dough on the chopping board, which seemed to be regarded as a toy similar to plasticine. His hands were very naughty and mischievous. shape.

From beginning to end, there was a slightly playful smile on the corner of Xia Yu's mouth, and the childlike innocence was still there.

Fun.

Continue to play?

From the perspective of an onlooker, Xia Yu seems to be making toys instead of cooking. The cooking style is very free and unrestrained, so the kitchen atmosphere suddenly becomes relaxed. Liu Ying and Liu mother are affected by the rhythm of his hands. With a quiet smile.

Lei Aoxue's tight facial lines had a tendency to uncontrollably ease.

"What a strange pair of hands!"

Lei Aoxue's mouth reluctantly maintained the cold arc just now, turning his head and no longer looking at those hands.

I don't know when the anger in my heart will completely disappear.

!

And the heartbeat is abnormally fast.

Looking sideways with his eyes, he observed that Xia Yu had kneaded the dough, took the rolling pin, pressed the dough into a cake, and then held the knife in her right hand... Seeing this, Lei Aoxue's heartstrings became tense. Gong! His sword skills are a weak point. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. It is the conclusion I have drawn from watching his past cooking videos repeatedly!"

Huh--

The blade light flashed away.

Quieter and softer than hers.

The strands of noodles spread out, but Lei Aoxue's face suddenly turned pale, "No, that's not right!"

In the field of vision, there is clearly a frightening edge flashing, but the eyes do not feel tingling, and the mood does not feel the pressure of facing sharp objects.

Easy.

A gentle knife.

This kind of sword technique, I am afraid that it will hit my neck, it is difficult for me to raise a heart of rebellion, right?

A word suddenly appeared from the bottom of her heart, and suddenly, Lei Aoxue's body was cold in sweat.

That's right.

Xia Yu is cooking the third "Thousand Island Noodle Silk Banana".

There is almost no change in the recipe process, but the processing of the batter and dough is more meticulous and gentle.

Oh, by the way, when you peel and chop the tomatoes, and cut the bananas off the head and tail, the skill of the knife also makes a small appearance, but the time is too short, not as long as Xia Yu just cut Qiansi noodles.

About 10 minutes later, Biao Biao Biao, Xia Yu used chopsticks to pick up golden "snack" from the boiling oil pan, stacked on the plate, sprinkled Thousand Island sauce and lemon zest, so his cooking was finished. finished.

"Everyone, eat and see, and see what's different!" Xia Yu said with a smile after putting the plate on the table.

Liu Ying, Liu Feng, and Liu's mother immediately surrounded them.

"No! Not at all!"

A slightly sharper voice shouted.

Lei Aoxue looked at the boy's gaze in disbelief.

The face is hot.

She is a master of swordsmanship, how can she not see that Xia Yu's swordsmanship compares with his past, like a reborn, with her own style and atmosphere.

Thinking of what she had believed before, that this guy had poor sword skills, and she said so, Lei Aoxue was so ashamed to find a place to pierce.

However, to the extreme of shame, Lei Aoxue became even more angry, her body trembling, "Your sword skills are obviously so good, why haven't you shown them?"

Xia Yu was amused.

"Because the sword skill is mine, it has not been the strongest point. I have more suitable heat and seasoning cooking skills." Shrugged and replied.

"……you you!"

Lei Aoxue was speechless.

"And..." Xia Yu just wanted to say that her sword skills had only changed recently, but Liu Ying pulled his sleeves, her mouth drooling, and pointed to the crispy bananas freshly baked on the table, "Mr. Xia, I want to eat!"

"Then eat it, you are welcome!"

Patting Liu Ying's head, Xia Yu picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a steaming fried banana. She was about to deliver it to her mouth, but Lei Aoxue, who was in the corner of her eye, stared at him closely.

stare--

A stare of incomprehension is funny.

"You want to eat too? Come on!"

Take a few steps forward.

"No, don't eat!"

The long-legged women stepped back, their faces panicked.

"You're welcome!"

Lei Aoxue was taken to the corner, her body pressed tightly against the cabinet.

A pair of chopsticks stretched straight to her moist lips, on which was a long thick golden crispy banana.

"Don't resist anymore. I said before that my sword skills are not the same way as you, or the concept is fundamentally different. You will know if you eat!" The boy blinked his eyes and smiled mysteriously. "Want to see my world of sword skills?"

"You will enjoy it!"

The shape of her lips changed when she spoke. When it came to "enjoy", in Xia Yu's heart, there was another little demon holding a fork spear, making a mischievous laugh——

That's training!