Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

There was no sound.

The pure white rice cakes fell straight to the ground, like inflated Q-Jin candies, which bounced a few times before stopping.

The clean white, contrasts sharply with the black shiny floor.

It was as if snowflakes had fallen into a dark pool and were polluted, everyone present frowned.

The cameraman was very clever and immediately gave Wei Zhong a close-up of his hand.

Trembling!

In the picture, the hand that just held the rice cake has a tremor that can be observed with the naked eye.

There were even two fingers that were tightly stretched, shaking like an electric shock.

The atmosphere becomes subtle.

"This..." female director Lu Qinghong said funnyly, "Kitchen, isn't it just a piece of rice cake? How come you are exposed to deadly poison, the rice cake monster is so terrible?"

"Do not!"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Zhong didn't look at the falling rice cakes, but stared at the face of Demon King Xia, staring at him.

The picture is frozen.

Wei Zhong's eyes were suspicious, and colder than the young man who had just annoyed him.

Ye Feizhou knew that he could no longer be silent.

As the third person present to hold the hand of God's cooking skills, he certainly knew why Wei Zhong had such a big reaction when he touched the rice cake of King Xia.Strictly speaking, it is the hands of God that hate and reject each other!

As for why Xia Yu mastered the hand of God, and in a short time, cultivated this cooking skill to an astonishing level, in fact, Ye Feizhou was also extremely shocked.

Backstage that day, he handed over the fur of God's Hand. Correspondingly, Xia Yu only taught him the frame structure of fish-shaped Tai Chi.

So, how does a piece of fur grow bigger and bigger, extending infinitely outside?

Ye Feizhou's eyes hide uneasy waves.

"Kitchen, actually..." He opened his mouth, but it was still too late.

"you!"

Wei Zhong stared at Xia Yu and said every word: "Are you stealing my sect inheritance?!"

A deep and evil voice, murderous intent overflowed from the eyes.

There is no doubt that the hand of God is the core secret of the Yellow Crane lineage. Even if you want to exchange things, such as Ye Feizhou and Xia Yu, it is only a shallow theoretical basis, which is difficult to use. For cooking practice and acting on dishes, forcibly improving the quality.

Different from Lei Aoxue and Qixing Dao.

After all, the Seven-Star Knife was not cast by Lei's, and this vein was only held. Wasn't Xiangen a set of knives re-casted by Master Roche, who came out to install a fork and almost defeated Master Ren.

The hand of God’s cooking skills can enable Wei Zhong to perceive a lot of information that his eyes and nose cannot collect through skin contact.

To put it simply, Wei Zhong felt cold all over his body when he touched Xia Yu's rice cake!

It is the hand of God!

He is sure.

and……

The other party’s cooking skills form a very strange picture in Wei Zhong’s head

A poppy in bud!

Vaguely, the breathtaking purple is circulating!

"Steal?" Xia Yu shrugged, "I'm sorry, my cooking skills may be more authentic than you learned!"

A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

Isn't it?

Green up, his hand of God learned from the system, Zhenger Eight Classics, and devoted his energy to assiduous practice, and worked hard to earn fame and upgrade his level.

Then, you told me to steal?Ha, is there something wrong!

"impossible!"

In Wei Zhong's eyes is a beast-like desire to kill, "In the Chinese world, only my lineage inherits the hand of God!"

"Yes, I admit that you have a strong line!"

Xia Yu yawned apologetically, pointed to the judging panel and the surrounding stage environment, "Now we are recording the show, our alternate pastry Mr. Wang, can you reduce your cunning and arrogance first?"

Wei Zhong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his fists creaked.

"Everyone"

Xia Yu ignored the angry beast and went to see the judging panel. The five judges, including female director Lu Qinghong, all looked at him with complicated eyes.

There were one or two judges, and they stopped talking.

They wanted to ask about the reasons for the conflict and the fury of the beasts, but they felt inappropriate.

Lu Qinghong smiled like a sly fox, Xia Yu met her narrow Danfeng eyes and noticed a hint of meaning in the other's eyes.

The "Kitchen Three Kingdoms" is a variety show that is booming. Every season, we can invite female directors from different Linchu in different tricks. In addition to the ability to dance with long sleeves, the background and backstage should not be underestimated.

"Score!" Xia Yu looked away and said with a slight smile.

Upon hearing this, the judges exchanged glances.

Swish.

After a while, the five score cards and the numbers on them were clearly captured by the program lens.

The hostess's voice trembled and said: "19 points, 19 points, 20 points, 20 points, 19 points!"

"Three 19 points, two full marks!"

"The total score is 97!"

A very subtle score.

The air and the expressions of the audience in the audience all have capitalized "subtle"!

It is only 1 small point higher than 96 in the guard group.

With a very subtle difference, it occupies the top of the rice cake round competition!

"what"

The camera swept away again, but it captured the back of Wei Zhong stepping down and leaving the scene.

His back is still tall and straight, but no matter how you look at it, it feels a little embarrassing.

The instructor leaves midway?

Female director Lu Qinghong's smile froze on her face.

Xia Yu was also startled, "He is leaving the field? I plan to tell him well that Dahemi and that kind of mountain spring water are our team's winning magic weapon. They are a wonderful pair of CP! Alas! Alas, my lines are not finished yet, come back to me."

Listening to his broken thoughts, Ye Feizhou was on his side, his face twitched fiercely.

Opened his mouth to Xia Yu, but finally couldn't spit out the questioning words. Ye Feizhou sighed, chasing Wei Zhong who had left the field.

The recording of the show stopped abruptly.

"card!"

Lu Qinghong stood up, looked at the ladies' watch, and greeted the people on and off the stage, "Noon!"

There was a riot in the silent venue.

Xia Yu shrugged, squatted down, picked up the rice cake that had just fallen on the ground, swept her eyes to the ground nearby, but her pupils shrank suddenly.

Discovery!

A little shiny golden light was in sight.

With a guilty conscience, he looked left and right. Xia Yu maintained a squat position, took a few steps to step on the shiny object on the sole of the shoe, and after a minute or two, he pretended to tie his shoelaces, but he grabbed the ground objects in his hands... …Wait, why am I so skilled?Thoughts multiplied, but Xia Yu's movements only slowed down. The distracting thoughts were cleared first, and he held things firmly in his palm. As expected, he closely watched the item information that popped up on the retina:

"Hand of God·Experience Card Purple..."

!

The heart will jump out of the chest cavity.

"No!" Xia Yu exaggerated and whispered, couldn't believe it, "This, is this a treasure?"

Just about to ask the system.

"What are you doing?"

There was an abrupt voice behind him.

Xia Yu still squatted, turned stiffly, and said to Zhu Qing who was standing behind him: "Have you seen it all?"

Zhu Qing's hands on hips, black jewel-like eyes staring at him funny, "Did you have something wrong with the house? A person squatting on the stage and talking divinely..." She found that she was too close to Xia Yu, and Demon King Xia, Squatting, Zhu Qing wore a woolen pleated skirt today. The corner of the skirt was above the knee. It was a short skirt, and his legs were exposed to the air without stockings.

One high and one low form a gap. What is the secret of girls' skirts?Zhu Qing subconsciously covered her skirt, retreated to a distance that he believed to be safe, and then let out a sigh of relief.

Even though he didn't deliberately deliberately idiots, there was still a shadow in his field of vision that was similar to the skirt fabric. In the absolute domain position, it disappeared in a flash. Xia Yu muttered, "It's really anti-human safety pants!"

"what?!"

A slightly cold hand pulled his ears.

Zhu Qingfu lowered her body, her delicate cheeks shyly came closer, "Have you seen it?"..."".