Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The road to cooking is indeed like sailing against the current.The old man Xia Qing told the truth, but it is rare for him to return to Shu. Whether he came back to check the entry of his grandson's cooking skills is the most clear in his heart.

at this time.

In the practice kitchen in the backyard of Ju downstairs, Xia Yu had no knowledge of the outside situation and still focused on "cultivation."

Speaking of practice makes perfect, cooking shining does not mention other difficult metaphysical things. At the very least, the chef must be at least fully skilled in the recipe, right?He turned his back to the doors and windows, squatted down, and added new charcoal to the charcoal pile in front of him. Of course, the'Morse oil', which has the metaphor of the explosive material, is indispensable in the structure of his new recipe.

A crack was opened at the door with a cracking grin, and the voice was extremely soft. Concentrated Xia Yu didn't notice the movement, and several faces approached the gap.

Just in time, Xia Yu shook the glass, and a cloud of golden grease fell into the charcoal. The flames buzzed in a flash, and the whole room was immediately illuminated like a melting pot.

"Ok?"

Several pairs of secretly observing eyes condensed slightly.

Xia Yu turned to the workbench and paused. Perhaps he noticed the breath of the doors and windows outside, but only shook his head and did not yell.These days, the number of people in Yuanyue's team secretly observed less, it was all his own, he didn't care.

Picking up the large hollow iron ball that had been split into two halves on the tabletop, Xia Yu wiped it clean with a rag. When the light reflected slightly inside, she held the chopsticks to pick up several pieces of meat from the plate and stuffed them into the inner cavity of the iron ball.

"This iron ball, isn't it a kitchenware?" Outside the doors and windows, several faces close to the gap were filled with doubts.

Although the old man Xia Qing came from a poor background, he has accumulated extraordinary knowledge for so many years.As for the leader of the dark world, Yan Qi, his sight moved from the iron ball to the meat slices in the cavity, and then he looked at the flaming coal pile, and suddenly he felt a strong sense of familiarity, "...this iron ball and chains How is it like an essential tool in an ancient recipe."

Yan Qi almost called out the name of the recipe.

Click!

An iron ball buckled, and in this cycle, Xia Yu got a few big hollow black iron balls stuffed with pieces of meat.

Soon, the crisp chain rang.

Seeing Xia Yu holding a bunch of chains in his hands, the iron balls were hung in the air, colliding with each other and clanging, Xia Qing and Yan Qi looked at each other.

"I'll just say it"

For a long time, I came here according to Ji's voice. I was a little outside, but I also heard the noise inside the house, "No wonder these days, from morning to night, I can hear the clanging noise every time I pass by the yard."

He may be the person with the least human rights in the Yuanyue team. Xia Yu retreats, Zhu Qing, Maki and Erina follow up almost closely to know Xia Yu's progress, and Miyoko, Tamagawa sisters and Kobayashi Gentiana-senpai also know about it. These movements were made by Xia Yu, but he didn't know the general structure of the recipe.

The blazing flame makes the space inside the house look like the inside of a gossip stove.

Xia Yu is like a great sage who is locked in a gossip furnace by Taishang Laojun, who has supernatural powers and is not afraid of flames.

In just a few minutes, the several large iron balls that were constantly swinging in the flame sea, from the black metal shape at the beginning, gradually burned red, the temperature rose sharply, and turned to orange-red.

This is a "temperature" that ordinary people cannot understand or control.There is no doubt that if someone tries to take a piece of red-hot iron, broiled beef or pork, and prepares to have a teppanyaki feast, the piece of meat must be scorched and smoked when the red-hot iron is attached. A group of black dried wood meat.

"It's like using the'red pot' to stir-fry pork belly." Yan Qi whispered.

"Since he was able to stir-fry pork belly in a red pot very early, it would be no problem to use a hot red iron ball and secretly stewed pork slices after a year." Xia Qing said coolly, to the flames of the grandson in the house. Deduction, no touch.

Suddenly, Xia Yu stopped.

The flame stopped spitting, and there was silence in the house.

Seeing Xia Yu turned his head and took a large earthen jar, held it in her arms, and held the iron spoon at the same time. I don't know how he got it. He used the iron spoon handle to lightly tap on a certain mechanism that burned the iron ball. Hearing a click, the iron ball cracked a small gap. Xia Yu poured water into the iron ball with a spoon. An iron ball was about two spoons of sauce.

The sauce was poured onto the meat inside the iron ball, but it instantly caught fire. Xia Yu moved very quickly. The process was only a few seconds short, and the flame that had just emerged was isolated by the enclosed iron ball.

"Om"

The air oscillated again due to the swinging iron ball.

Very abruptly, a scent of fragrance rushed to the doors and windows, and everyone who was observing secretly felt the ultimate taste of being cooked, fascinated, and blank expressions on their faces.

"Bang clang" sound awakened everyone.

It may only have passed more than ten or twenty seconds, or it may be a few minutes. In short, when everyone recovered, the iron balls in the house were all opened, and a pile of barbecue slices were spread on the plate, piled up on the tip of a small mountain, and it was hot .

Xia Qing and Yan Qi glanced at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands to push the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xia Yu didn't lift her head either, she just hugged her arms and stared at the barbecue on the plate, her eyebrows frowned slightly.He is still not satisfied with the dishes.

"His" gasp.

Someone ate it stealthily and reached out and grabbed a piece of steaming meat directly. Who knows that just after the fingers are clamped, there is a high temperature that almost scalds the skin.The old man Xia Qing's face twitched, holding back the high temperature, and opening his mouth to bite the piece of meat. The teeth were fighting all the time, and his originally serious and serious face was written with horror.

puff.

The clothes exploded, it was a top.

Another voice said: "It's the essence of explosion again, it's wonderful!"

Xia Yu finally realized that something was wrong. This voice was obviously an old man, not a beautiful girl.He turned his head and looked at Yan Qi in amazement. The leader of the dark world still saw the image of the red iron ball spinning rapidly, and said: "The fire that looks rough and rough, but the inside can no longer be gentle and delicate. The small fire is hidden in the big explosion. In the middle, the blazing flames on the surface are the explosion of the compressed essence, this is the perfect state of the explosion!"

Yan Qi admired Xia Yu's explosive skills.

After all, this culinary skill originated from the dark cooking world, and he can do it, but in terms of realm and attainments, it is still a distance from Xia Yu.After all, Yan Qi, who has learned the cooking skills of the dark world, is not a master of fire, and it is not difficult to understand that it is a little weak in this respect.

Xia Qing squirmed his throat, swallowed the meat, sweating on his forehead, "This is seven mature beef cubes"

There are slices of meat on the plate, varying in size and shape, and there are also meat cubes, and it is a "snowflake beef beef cube" that Xia Yu calmly cuts. If not before roasting, the beef cube has a very beautiful white snowflake texture, and after it is roughly cooked , Although the white texture of the meat pieces is gone, these textures will turn into hot and thick butter and beef juice in Xia Qing's mouth.

"Seven mature?"

Hearing this, there was an exclamation.Everyone in Yuanyue also rushed in, gulping, staring at the barbecue work on the table.