Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time—"

Two hours later, Xia Yu put the steamer on the table.

Standing next to the shooting equipment, Qi Qingyan reluctantly withdrew his eyes from the steamer surrounded by white mist, and asked the cameraman beside him: "Are they all recorded?"

The cameraman patted his chest and said, "Sister Qi, you can rest assured that it will be complete!"

Qi Qingyan's tension was beyond words.

The reason for the nervousness is not only because of the preciousness of this private cooking video, but to a greater extent, because of the traction of the mysterious dishes in the steamer, the heart is as tight as a string.

At the same time, a faint trace of excitement can be seen in Qi Qingyan's beautiful eyes.

She dare to conclude that it is...

Wei Zhong's!

It is precisely because of her clarity that Qi Qingyan desperately concealed her excitement like watching the excitement.

From the standpoint of an outsider, she is happy to see the "vortex" continue to expand.

The crowd surrounded the dining table.

"Chef Xia, you just used the three main ingredients of pork, fish and pumpkin, right?" A little brother with a camera on his chest saw Xia Yu standing with a smile and swallowed.

Xia Yu nodded, "Yes!"

When the others saw this, they also said excitedly: "Also, also, you also specially fry rice and grind it, use rice noodles and mix with spices to make'three-color steamed meat powder..."

"Next is to flour fish, pork and vegetables!"

A meal of twitter.

Everyone's words have already connected the cooking process that Xia Yu has performed in the past two hours from piecemeal puzzles into a complete cooking video.

Seeing that the noise in the kitchen showed no signs of flameout, Xia Yu had to cough, stand up and control the scene.

"Everyone, try it, it's not Chef Wei's..." Xia Yu blinked and reached out to lift a steamer basket. When the heat was surging, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "This is my personal mark. Dishes!"

Behind the equipment at the far end, the cameraman stared at the screen of the equipment, and the snow-white flowers blooming slowly with the fog emerged, and he was dumbfounded.

This is it!

There is no need to talk about the scene of wolves grabbing food.

After meals.

When Ju went downstairs in the backyard, Xia Yu saw Mu Xiaoyue and Qi Qingyan alone.

"how?"

Both of them had unrecovered expressions. Xia Yu glanced at the past and was amused:'My'Three Steamed One' is okay?'

Mu Xiaoyue, an old acquaintance, looked at the monster with her eyes:

"If I hadn't watched that food halberd, I would definitely think you were the original author!"

"Haha, are you saying that my dishes are fake?" Xia Yu laughed.

Mu Xiaoyue unceremoniously, slapped a palm on his back waist, and said in a joking tone full of contempt: "Is it true that you don't know how to count?"

"Do not!"

There was a discordant voice.

Mu Xiaoyue stared at Qi Qingyan in amazement. The hostess and celebrity chef stopped and stared at Xia Yu and said solemnly, "A few days ago, I also tasted Wei Zhong's dishes."

"Just now, I tasted the dishes that were born under the same recipe, but I personally think that these are different flowers blooming on a branch, and in terms of imprints, the latter does a better job than the former... well, it should Said it can hit the soul directly!"

The corner of Xia Yu's mouth raised.

"Isn't this what it should be?"

Qi Qingyan was surprised when he heard the boy's very unmodest question.

Xia Yu broke his fingers and said, "Wei Zhong has it, I have it!"

"But I have it, hot flames, spice inequality... Does he have it?"

Qi Qingyan was choked.

Although Mu Xiaoyue is dressed in a more formal professional dress, her words and deeds are just like soft cute girls.Her big Shuiling eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile, and said, "Ah, I have never seen such a brazen person!"

"It's too much to learn other people's housekeeping skills, and to sprinkle salt on the wound."

"So what?" Xia Yu said haha.

"Too man! I respect you as a man!" Mu Xiaoyue took a step back, clasped her fists and put her expression straight, "The little girl is polite!"

"puff--"

Seeing the interesting interaction between the two, Qi Qingyan couldn't help laughing.

Around the evening, Xia Yu sent Mu Xiaoyue away first.

Ju downstairs in the lobby.

Before leaving, Qi Qingyan asked: "When I go back, I will edit the video of this interview and edit it into a program and show it on TV, and it will come out the day after tomorrow. You are sure to also include the second half of the cooking video. Is it in the interview?"

"I can cut it off!" Qi Qingyan took a breath.

Xia Yu chuckles: "Sister Qi, didn't you accompany me to finish all the tricks? Now it's too late to talk about deletions?"

"And..."

Standing at the main entrance of Juxia.

Looking up at the sky, in the evening, the setting sun fell to the west, and a brilliant fire cloud hung over the sky. The red glow that fell down seemed to ignite the entire land.Xia Yu's eyes were deep, and he slowly said, "Since this fire has already burned, let's take advantage of the situation and expand further away——"

In the pupils, there is a vague view of tall buildings burning out and the wreckage collapsed.

Qi Qingyan watched Xia Yu turn around and returned to the back of Ju downstairs. At this time, her ears heard the young man whisper: "...The wind is like a wind, Xu Rulin is like a fire!"

Invasion of fire!

Chi Chi.

The teenager in Qi Qingyan's eyes seemed to be bathed in firelight.

Qi Qingyan's heart was still beating until she got in the car. She said to the team members in the business van: "Book a ticket and go back to the imperial capital overnight!"

...

Jingchu Hospital.

Wei Zhong is going through the discharge procedures.

In the intensive care unit, a female nurse was packing Wei Zhong, and Huang He brought in famous chefs Duan Hong and Wang Gan.

Duan Hong and Wang Gan walked in, hardly daring to recognize Wei Zhong, who had lost a lot of weight.

"Brother Wei!"

Hearing the sound, Wei Zhong, who was sitting with his head down, slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over the two former colleagues, and his lips moved.

"You two go out first--" Huang He frowned.

Duan Hong and Wang Gan incidentally called the nurse away, leaving only the master and apprentice in the ward.

"Come back with me."

Huang He said indifferently: "If you stay with the green hills, you are not afraid that there will be no firewood. Although you have been tortured, your life is still there, and the most important thing is that your cooking skills are still there, and your strength has not decayed at all!"

"Humph!"

His eyes are full of anger called revenge.

"You have been wiped out of the qualifications to walk in the world as an upright chef, but this does not mean that the road is completely cut off... Go and become a true dark chef!" Huang He's voice turned steep, "First come first." overseas!"

"I contacted a Chinese dark organization that was expelled for you. They have been active in Southeast Asia all year round. When you arrive there, you will pass the review and investigation period a year later, and you can get a high position casually!"

After listening, Wei Zhong was silent for a while, staring at his hands in a daze, "My hand, can I really hold a knife, can I still hold it?"

"Do you still want to win?"

Huang He condensed his eyes, "Win against him and take back the dignity he lost...!"

"……win?"

"Win him?"

Wei Zhong's pupils shrank, and a flash of red light flashed out of his gray face, "Yes, yes, I want to take back what I lost with my own hands!"

Beep.

In the ward, the unturned TV suddenly jumped to a TV show.

Huang He frowned and looked at the TV remote controlled by Wei Zhong's ass. Unexpectedly, an exclamation came from the TV stereo behind him: "...It's Chef Wei!"

Three steamed in one?

Wei Zhong raised his head abruptly and stared at the TV screen.