Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Sakura..."

Xia Yu urgently summoned his disciples in the kitchen.

Today Liu Ying is dressed in white and black dress. If the black dress turns red, she is a lively little witch.

Her black hair was tied into a double ponytail, and there were ribbons on the left and right braids. At this time, Liu Ying had just finished a practice. She entered the kitchen from outside, breathing slightly, and shaking her head behind her. Mawei, doesn't it just show her cleverness?But when Xia Yu called, Liu Ying could always reach the battlefield in the shortest time. This was an attitude eager for progress.

In the past two days, I have received Liu Ying from the Xia family's old house, and I have more contact in daily life. Xia Yu is even more satisfied with Liu Ying. It's incredible, this little girl.

As if he was about to be burned by her staring eyes, Xia Yu pointed to a food box on the table: "From today, I will teach you new things. These things are guaranteed to be unique to your master. Only the devil's trumpet Qualified to study—"

He blinked and instructed Liu Ying.

"turn on!"

The little girl obediently uncovered the lid gently, and the moment the lid was detached, the dazzling light reflected half of Liu Ying's body.

A kind of dim yellow like sunset, said to be golden, but not pure gold, giving people a dark and holy feeling.

Liu Ying suffocated, her eyes staring blankly at the dust in the box.

Blurred written in the eyes.

Obviously, when the little girl saw the dream-like ingredients, she was completely captured at first sight and couldn't move her eyes.

"Xia, Mr. Xia!" she asked tremblingly, "Is this a face?"

The light does not cover the essence of the food, it is a pile of dust spread on the bottom of the food box, about 1 catty.

Xia Yu met her tightly staring eyes, "Yes! It's a face!"

He then said in a mysterious tone:

"Comprehensive raw materials, the ultimate and fantastic ingredients in the pastry field..."

Liu Ying's eyes, as Xia Yu told her, opened wider and bigger, like a pitch-black glass ball, with a strong thirst for knowledge.

Guru!

Very nervously asked: "Mr. Xia, such dreamy ingredients must be scarce and very expensive. I, I don't want to spoil them."

His hands were tangled together in front of the black skirt.

In the big eyes, it was all excitement, but she had to try her best to suppress her desire. Of course, Liu Ying's diligence and care for the ingredients deserved recognition.

However, Xia Yu couldn't laugh or cry. This good disciple, who he regarded as a trumpet, was actually worried about his master's wallet and food reserves without knowing the truth.

"Don't think about it, this box of ingredients is enough for you to play for at least 3 months!"

Xia Yu touched the top of the little girl's head.

Liu Ying tilted her head, staring at him because she didn't know.

"cough!"

Xia Yu, who only had a little understanding of her characteristics last night, set up a deep master's frame in front of the ignorant little lamb, saying: "If you just harvested from the field, the process of removing the hulls would be difficult. Even if you grind it into wheat flour. It’s flour, because the water absorption of wheat is terrifying, um, how do you put it—"

Grabbing Liu Ying's slightly cold little hand, Xia Yu's big hand was placed on the little hand, grabbed it, and gently dropped to the food box.

"That's it! That's enough!"

The palm of the palm was wrapped in a small cloud of dust and dropped into the empty basin next to it.

Xia Yu let go and smiled and said, "You first use ordinary water to knead the dough and try it."

"What about the amount of water?"

Liu Ying put the basin under the faucet.

For a long while, she couldn't hear the answer. She turned her head back with doubts written in her eyes, and saw Xia Yu standing there with her hands, "This is the first step to familiarize yourself with the ingredients, relax--"

"..."

Liu Ying paused for a minute or two, her face wrinkled tightly.

The contrast between the big bowl and the small ball of flour is particularly great, and the eyes are swept away, and the vision is empty.

"For this amount, if it is plain flour or a cup of water, it is enough anyway, but Mr. Xia said that the absorption is horrible... Just try with half the amount of water in a thermos!"

Click!

Twist open the valve.

The clear tap water gradually gathered in the bottom of the basin under Liu Ying's gaze.

The golden flour was washed away by the water and did not immediately dissolve and disappear, but like golden stardust, floating on the water surface, sparkling like a stream shrouded in sunset in the wild at dusk

, Liu Ying's eyes were immediately pious.

Reach into the basin and try to knead the dough.

Funny and incredible scene.

The water overflowing the bottom of the basin, in the next ten minutes, passed away inexplicably clean, and the small ball of golden flour just looked like the water came out of the bath, no matter how Liu Ying pinched and kneaded, the "dough" was still loose. disperse.

Now, Liu Ying was really dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Xia Yu laughed inwardly: "Sucking water and kneading dough are just the first step in processing."

He was not in a hurry to wake Liu Ying, he was thinking about it himself.

Does it seem impatient to bring the "trumpet" directly to the fantasy and dream world and to the advanced map?

However, there are only five days left before the selection of Liu's clan on the Lantern Festival. Liu Ying's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past ten days, but there is still a way to go before the special class.

In this way, in order for Liu Ying to win the selection, Xia Yu must be behind and give a big push.

"Extraordinary things, extraordinary means."

Before the Lin rank is full, if you can control super-fantasy ingredients like this and approach the food tyrant a little bit, the low-ranking person in "Xia Ke Shang" will have a much easier counterattack.

After all, I still want to thank Ye Feizhou for the information.

5 days...

Should be enough?

Xia Yu looked at Liu Ying who was stunned, and his eyes were similar to those of Xingping Chuangzhen.

Both have the same trait——

Extraordinary comprehension!

...

Wei Zhong went to Shu quietly.

No one knows that the famous chef with the reputation of'the first pastry chef in Central China', Huang He's protégé protégé, has already settled in an ancient style inn in the capital of Shu.

suburbs.

The shopkeeper of the inn, a middle-aged man who was also one of the 100,000 students who enrolled in Huang He as his teacher, said respectfully to Wei Zhong: "In these days and years, the land of Shu is generally peaceful."

"but……"

The middle-aged man paused, "On the first day of the new year, Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan visited Xia's old house to pay a New Year greeting, which caused a considerable earthquake in the food industry in Shuchuan."

Wei Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Lan clan, the descendant of Lan Feihong in the past, opened its branches and leaves in this land a hundred years ago. The entire clan still shoulders the mission of guarding legendary kitchen utensils.Therefore, the Fengchu Waterfall, which is sealed with kitchen utensils, has long been under the control of Lan's.

There is no doubt that at the end of the Liu clan, the Lan clan is the well-deserved number one clan in Shuchuan.

"If Lan Fengxian's exquisite old fox is in the middle, and muddy..." Wei Zhong's face was sinking, "How can this halberd be opened?"

The problem facing Huang He's line of people now is that there is no motivation to persuade people, and the so-called teacher is unknown.

Furthermore, Wei Zhong and Xia Yu have never met each other. How can there be a conflict between two strangers?

If Wei Zhong had a little understanding of Xia Yu's character like Ye Feizhou, it would be even more distressing.

What, halberd?

Oh, stop making trouble and go cool.

There was a long silence.

The middle-aged shopkeeper took out his handkerchief, wiped his sweat and said: "Kitchen, I have an idea."

"Say--"

"What do you think of the strategy of'making something out of nothing'?"

"How to say?"

"It can be like this..." The shopkeeper whispered to his ears without a smile, and said.

Wei Zhong seemed hesitant.

"Public Opinion" is a double-sided sword that can cut the enemy, otherwise it will hurt yourself.

And if it is fabricated out of thin air to attack the opponent’s public opinion and rumors, if oneself is defeated...The consequences, just thinking about Wei Zhong’s back will cause cold sweats, not only him, but Baiyun Pavilion and Huang He are afraid that they will all be implicated. .

The middle-aged shopkeeper smiled lowly: "To the kitchen, the winner is justice!"

In one sentence, all doubts of Wei Zhong were crushed.

Yes.

The winning party is qualified to speak loudly.

Thinking about this, Wei Zhong's mouth sneered: "Then act according to your plan. This wind, the wind will blow harder and harder. I don't believe that a brat can be silent and silent in such a storm. He I just returned to China and stood too high and too dazzling. The weight of the crown on the top of the head is not light, and it is not easy to wear it securely."