Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"As for Shiling, you can simply understand it as the characteristics of Longchu, yes, unique."

Zhu Qing said: "Just like special kitchens have the heart to cook, Lin kitchens have the meaning of food."

"In short, in each state of culinary art, the mark that the chef gives to the dishes is different."

After speaking, she waved away.

Xia Yu shouted, "So what is the spirit food?"

"If I knew, I would be Longchu..."

"Go ask the old guy."

at the same time.

In the corner of the imperial capital, Yan Qi and Xia Qing are watching TV programs.

Gee.

Seeing the young man in the picture, Yan Qi easily regarded Wei Zhong as a housekeeper's "Three Steamed One", which was completely presented in the form of cooking on the spot, and couldn't help but sigh, "Now, "Three Steamed One" has been successfully integrated into Blazing flames, spice inequality, and sublimated knife skills can be called quasi-long-level recipes!"

"...Moreover, it's better to say that "Three Steamed One" has been plundered by him and branded with his own brand. From now on, I am afraid that only the dishes cooked by this Demon King Xia who display several cooking skills can be called the original version."

"The original version of Wei Zhong, in front of the original version of Xia Family, is like the gap between the ugly duckling and the queen in terms of technical content!"

Thinking of the news that Wei Zhong was in a coma today, Yan Qi sighed: "Killing and punishing the heart, why not!"

Xia Qing was shocked.

In the picture, the young man who cooks'quasi-dragon' dishes by hand makes him hardly recognize it.

It's only a few days since eating the halberd that night, did this bastard ruthlessly plunder other's housekeeping nirvana?Even if there is some super vision, there are limits and ceilings on talents. If the Lin-level must kill recipes are so easy to copy, wouldn't the former'Spice Empress' Mila be invincible in the world?But the actual situation is not like this.

Watching TV, Yan Qi laughed at the white petals blooming in the raging fog, "I really want to try it!"

The color of appetite is clearly engraved in the eyes.

Xia Qing was about to respond, and the phone vibrated in his pocket. He took a look and placed the phone on the desktop. When connected, he pressed the hands-free button by the way, and a young voice came from the speaker:

"What is food spirit?"

Hear the words.

Xia Qing and Yan Qi couldn't help but stare at each other, with smiles in their eyes.

It's finally here.

Too.

It has been several days since Shiji, since the young man had already held the key to open the door, he must have been anxious about the door that was still difficult to open, fearing that it would be insomnia for a long time.

...

Tokyo, Tomotsu Campus.

Teaching area.

"Tian Suohui, the final exam score is A!"

"Xingping Chuangzhen, grade A!"

"Maki Morita, grade A!"

On the podium, the well-known professor Roland Chapel, expressionless, read the names of the students in the class.

This year’s far month closing day is a week earlier than previous years.

It can be understood that today is the final exam. Since it is a professional cooking school, the exam is also a practical exercise.

"Morita Maki!"

In the corridor, Roland Chapel stopped the girl who bowed her head on the way.

He showed a slight smile and said, "Morita Maki, if you have an S grade evaluation, then you have this grade."

To be someone else, to be praised by the'unsmiling professor' would definitely be flattered.But Maki Morita appeared absent-minded, saying thank you perfunctorily.

Roland Chapel knew the reason for the girl's disqualification, and his smile became more obvious.

"You really want to go to China very much."

The girl was taken aback, her cheeks were steamed and flushed, "I, I..."

"Don't deny it."

The old professor of the French cuisine department said with deep meaning: "In fact, the list has been decided from the beginning."

Suddenly, Maki Morita entangled her hands nervously, "Then I..."

"Aren't you rushing to the commander's office?"

The old professor blinked, with a string of laughter, and walked away.Morita Maki quickly bowed to thank you ninety times.

The students passing by watched Roland Chapel laugh and wiped their eyes dumbly.

Morita Maki finally rushed to the office, yelling for being rude, pushing open the concealed door, and quickly entered the room. Several pairs of eyes swept over immediately, showing more or less kindness.

"whispering sound!"

Putting both hands in your trouser pockets, I was stunned for a long time, Zhao Ji, and said with an unclear smile: "This exchange student team is really full of flowers. It's a pity, no one belongs to me."

Isn't it?

In addition to the girl with long straight black hair who just arrived, there are purple-haired Hojo Miyoko and Nakiri Erina with golden-haired angel face in the room.

Well, with silver hair and red eyes, white skin, and a seductive vampire-like Alice Nageki, she also belongs to the super beautiful girl who made a sensation on the campus.

"Kuga Teruki, Morita Maki, Nakiri Erina, Nakiri Alice, Hojo Miyoko..."

"what!"

"Isn't there only 5 people, doesn't it mean that there are 6 people on the confirmed list?"

There was a sound of gnawing crispy snacks in the room, making everyone look at it in amazement.

The red-haired senior sister, Kobayashi Gentiana in the second seat, grinned and said: "This sixth person is senior sister me!"

Beside her, Dojima Gin was coughing.

"Well, everyone listen to me..."

Tokyo, Xia's shopping street.

The Xia's shop is not open yet, but there is a table of customers in the shop.

After Yishihui and Ruishan Zhijin also finished their exams, they went to this place, ordered a meal, and at the same time immersed themselves in the official documents, without disturbing or talking to each other, a rather confrontational atmosphere.

In the window.

Tamagawa Meisa was washing the tableware, glanced at the store, poke her elbow on the side and pinched her white chin to think about the recipe, and whispered: "Sister, these two people are workaholics. Just after vacation, they are desperate. ,Scary!"

Tamagawa Ayaka shook her head, her lips raised a faint smile: "When you feel that you are doing the right thing and are on the right path, anyone will burst into a small universe and fight for a better future, right?"

Hearing this, Meisa's eyes rolled.

She glanced at the messy ingredients on the counter.

Pork meatballs.

Yellow catfish sashimi.

And the pumpkin cut into chunks.

There is no doubt that this is the full set of staple ingredients for the "Three Steamed One" recipe. The Xia Devil’s halberd eating incident spread through the Internet on the night it happened.The Tamagawa sisters watched the live broadcast for the first time.

It turns out that Tamagawa Ayaka's main area is snacks, and there are recipes that will kill you.

Now, after more than half a year of experience, she has added'Chinese cuisine' in the column of goodness/specialization in the resume form of the IGO organization.

and.

Tamagawa Ayaka's specialization is not an academic fancy, it was learned by replacing Xia Yu as a chef in Xia's shop.

"Sister, do you think you are doing the right thing too?" Meisa asked slyly.

Ayaka raised her chin, "Of course! I think Chinese cuisine is very interesting!"

"Is it just fun?"

Mei Sha pointed to the ingredients at the counter and said: "You are so focused on researching the new work of the store manager, ah, it is definitely the first time you want to ask the store manager for a reward in the Chinese world? Ah, no matter what you think, you are very cunning. , So the store manager will definitely treat you differently."

Ayaka is embarrassed, and she is about to tear Meisha's mouth.

.

There is a third guest in the store.

"father?"

The supervisor of Tamagawa took a seat in front of the shop window and smiled at the two daughters in the kitchen: "Ayaka, Misha, I know that you will close the store and go overseas soon, so I have to ask you if you have something to do. It is related to Chef Xia and Tamagawa. Family industry."

A support team gathered to the Chinese community.

At the same time, Xia Yu hung up the phone and went downstairs in Ju, wandering around in a bored mood.

"Spirit of Food!"

In his mind are Yan Qi and the old man's explanation of the so-called "food spirit".

One said that eating spirits is the sublimation of profound meaning.

One is the final form of the imprint.

Therefore, after a phone call, Xia Yu not only failed to obtain a clear interpretation of "Shi Ling", but his thoughts became even messier.

"Road to Road, very Avenue."

Before hanging up the phone, the leader of the dark world said: "The truths spoken by our mouths and the explanations of the food spirits are all mixed with our personal opinions. In other words, it is just what we think of the food spirits, the truth, It doesn't apply to you!"

"...In short,'Spirit of Food' needs to be explored on its own. Now that you have reached this point, any oral experience teaching will be useless. Even if you ask the king, he will let you go. Enlightenment!"

Xia Yu was dying of a headache.

Then the question is coming.

What is "Food Spirit"?

Or, just like the heart of cooking, the profound meaning of food cannot be explained scientifically?

"Yeah, what am I struggling with?"

Xia Yu smashed his head and stopped thinking about it, "Then realize it by yourself!"

He turned back to the bedroom and locked the door specially.

Taste the chrysanthemum sauce

Inexplicably, Xia Yu had an intuitive trust in the chrysanthemum in the dreamland, the woman she saw in the dreamland, and felt that she might find so much inspiration in the perfect sauce.

After all, "perfect" echoes the key he holds, doesn't it?