Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Ah--"

"Who said that if you have enough ingredients, you can make delicious food? Otherwise, why don't those food suppliers dominate the food world."

Wei Zhong is called the'alternate noodle king', which makes sense.

He expressionlessly said: "Dahe rice is good rice with a long growth cycle. It is a famous rice that has experienced the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Only one batch is produced a year, which can be said to be the essence of heaven and earth."

"The key is that Dahe rice has a special texture, which is between glutinous rice and indica rice. If it is hard to classify it, it is a special japonica rice."

"Why do Geyang rice cakes have to be made with Dahe rice and local high-quality spring water?"

Wei Zhong just looked at Xia Yu.

"It can't be said, is it?" A sneered smile overflowed at the corner of his mouth. "The judges questioned you because they knew that before making Geyang rice cakes, the big hemi must be soaked in mountain spring water for 3 to 10 days!"

"During soaking, the two merge, the rice grains absorb water and become moist and soft, and the trace elements rich in mountain spring water will continue to penetrate into the rice grains. At the same time, the water washes away the ingredients that affect the quality of the rice cake... Haha, if you look at it from the perspective of the microscopic world, mountain spring water also has a special microorganism that can be fermented during soaking, so that certain small molecular substances in big rice will disappear!"

Throwing out a lot of dry goods, Wei Zhong stared at the young man.

"So..."

His eyes became sharp.

"How did you soak big wheat rice and mountain spring water for 3 to 10 days in just one hour?"

The camera, the judges, and the audience in the audience, all looked at Demon Xia.

Student Uncle 9 kept wiping off sweat from his side.

The uncle was also quite confused, his expression was half blank, yes, how did Xia Demon make Geyang rice cakes.

Hearing this, Xia Yu just grinned, "Want to know?"

He pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Then try it!"

"Well--"

The judges turned their eyes back to the dishes.

Original Geyang Rice Cake?

Except for the thoughtful Lu Qinghong, and the old man who has studied folk culture and is observing with relish, the other three reviewers all have doubts in their eyes!

Geyang rice cakes are not just as tall as they are, they can be processed and cooked again.

Or rather, the original rice cake, like bricks, can you eat it?

Even in the local area of ​​Geyang, the homemade rice cake is sliced, mixed with shredded pork, bean sprouts, winter bamboo shoots, etc., fried and eaten.

"his hand……"

Lu Qinghong has keen insight.

She was looking at Xia Yu's hand.

These hands are similar to those of Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou.

It's not that it's white and smooth, it's that there is a mysterious aura. When you scan the past, your eyes will be sucked.

If you are cooking, these hands are the well-deserved protagonists in the camera!

and.

Before the intense cooking session, Lu Qinghong noticed that this Demon King Xia, after the student No. 9 smashed the rice cake rice ball with a wooden hammer, Fang stepped in and brought the rice ball to a clean kitchen counter, just like kneading the dough, and continued right. The rice cakes and rice balls are mysteriously processed, and they use the original power of both hands!

Compare the scenes of Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou assisting students...

The faint sense of familiarity gave Lu Qinghong a terrible idea--

Damn it!

Will the cooking skills overlap?

"Look again, you'll know by tasting it!"

Lu Qinghong's beautiful legs under the table were twisted again because of excitement.

Is it original?

What will it taste like?

Determined to look at the white bricks on the plate for a few seconds, Lu Qinghong suddenly smiled. Without picking up the chopsticks, she stretched out two scallion fingers and picked up a piece of white and frosty rice cake. The smiling face appeared unexpectedly blank!

"Boom!"

In the deep mountain stream, a drop of spring falls slowly from the cracks in the rock.

The picture and the lake of the soul seem to overlap.

This drop of mountain spring fell directly into the depths of the soul, and in a short time, the female director was penetrated by a simple taste both physically and mentally!

"what--"

Sora Gu resounded through her long chant.

Guru!

In reality, Lu Qinghong seemed to have broken the still picture, and the other four judges were squirming.

The stomach pouch was twitching, and the signs of hunger came up so quickly.

"Sure enough, the authentic Geyang rice cake can't be changed!" The old man took a bite of the white rice cake, and his hair and beard were straight. "Not sticky or greasy! Soft and smooth! The toughness is just right!"

"how did you do that!"

Another judge immediately exclaimed, his cheeks bulging high, first bite, second bite, several consecutive bites, swallowing a piece of white pastry in his hand.

Mouthful of food, and it’s rice cakes. In theory, no matter how good the mouth is, it’s hard to chew, but the judge’s expression was not reluctant, but he ate happily. Haha laughed, "It’s like eating qq candy a feeling of……"

"Qq candy? Well, it's still a figurative metaphor, but, unlike children's food, what I eat is a quiet Chinese New Year, no more melancholy!"

One judge closed his eyes and enjoyed it, his expression full of calmness.

Every judge is immersed in it.

"meaning"!

Ye Feizhou couldn't help but cast an unexpected glance at the grinning Demon King Xia.

"Sure enough, his dishes are of the same level as the kitchen chef!" Ye Feizhou was secretly surprised.

Is the student important?

No, almost invisible.

The seemingly simple two rice cakes are more like two Lin chefs, borrowing an unfamiliar body, facing each other in the air!No smoke of war!

Ye Feizhou was deeply shaken by this.

After a while, another plate was empty.

A middle-aged reviewer with a high hairline, exhaled and paralyzed in a chair, Ge You lying in a standard posture, touching his belly while talking: "Who said that the Spring Festival is a vacation? People were busy and stupid for a period of time before and after the year. There is no new year flavor at all, but now I am very grateful for this new year cake for allowing me to eat a quiet new year flavor..."

New year, quiet?

Whose New Year is not lively.

However, the other four reviewers nodded and smiled unanimously, clearly agreeing.This is the trouble of the Spring Festival, adults understand.

"It looks like a simple rice cake, but it has a big heart, thank you!"

One by one surprise voice.

The hostess covered her mouth in surprise: "Well, that, please rate everyone!"

"and many more!"

A deep blocking voice.

"I said before that if there is no special and efficient cooking skills, the 3 to 10 days soaking time of the fusion of big rice and spring water cannot be concentrated to an hour!"

Wei Zhong's face was full of doubts and he didn't believe it.

Instead of looking at Xia Yu, he stared at a row of judges, "Did he do it? If he didn't, how could it be said that it is pure-tasting Geyang rice cake..."

"shut up--"

But Xia Yu was not talking about it.

Female director Lu Qinghong put her chin on her hand and said with a smile, "He did it!"

"Do not believe?"

She gave Xia Yu a look.

what.

A small assist was accepted. The proof is very simple. Xia Yu turned around and returned to the main line, then brought out a plate of rice cakes, and stood in front of Wei Zhongzheng with both hands. "Senior Wei dare to use it?"

He bit the word "predecessor" to death, and added joking in his eyes.

Wei Zhong was angry!

Angry!

"I want to see what magical tricks you have..."

Because he was also using cooking skills and focused on assisting students before, Wei Zhong did not notice the "cooking skills overlap" picture.

But Ye Feizhou has been paying attention to Demon Xia.

At this moment, seeing Wei Zhong's annoyance, Ye Feizhou couldn't help but grinned bitterly and opened his mouth to tell the truth.

But at this time, Wei Zhong quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of rice cake.

"Hey..."

A bit of icy cold, he got into his fingers and expanded to his palms in an instant. Wei Zhong shook his hand and the white and frosty rice cakes fell on the stage floor.

There was no sound.

Thanks to the cute master of'Grey Chang v Depressed', also known as scum local tyrant children's shoes, for rewarding. I owe more and have a rest today to make up: 2/2!

In addition.

The book has broken 200w, so celebrate!

It has reached the late stage, take advantage of the situation and speed up the book!