Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Waiting Post" has been raged in the Chinese and even international food circles.

The next day.

Jingchu, Baiyun Pavilion.

Early in the morning, the square in front of the main building of Baiyun Pavilion was full of chattering voices. Apprentices, disciples, and handymen all gathered here, in groups of two, pointing to the headlines of Weibo with horrible data on the mobile phone screens. very ugly.

"This boy surnamed Xia is too presumptuous!"

On the stairs, near the corridor of the main building, there are more than a dozen chefs from Baiyun Pavilion.They were all dressed in black chef costumes, with silver needles and threads on the back, embroidered with a white crane with wings spread out.

A chef surnamed Chu with a Chinese character face calmly said, "This way, we openly handed over to our Baiyun Pavilion and kicked the restaurant, so I am not afraid of not coming to Taiwan, and being ridiculed by the entire food industry, but embarrassed?"

The expressions of the chefs are not quite consistent with those of the junior chefs.

The chef surnamed Chu was filled with righteous indignation, but there were also some people's eyes blinking, and they exchanged eyes with each other. I am afraid they have already formed an association to find a way out.Another chef surnamed Wang shook his head and sneered: "Can't you come to Taiwan?"

"We are up and down Baiyun Pavilion, who can embarrass this Demon King Xia, who?" Chef Wang apparently intends to disband. In front of his colleagues, he directly used harsh words to uncover the scars that the entire Baiyun Pavilion chefs had to admit. "Chef Wei Zhongwei has been defeated, and there is no sign of it since. We Baiyun Pavilion, unless the master Huang of the Pavilion personally comes forward, no one can cure this demon king!"

After that, the chef Wang took a few colleagues away.

For a skilled chef, there is no need to hang him on a tree.Wherever they go, there is a restaurant owner who asks for hire with a lot of money.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Baiyun Pavilion is like a dangerous building, only the head Huang He is struggling to support it!

This group of chefs flew far away and immediately let Baiyun Pavilion go up and down the frying pan.

"Kaka——"

Just as everyone was at a loss, the closed door of the main building opened slowly. The second disciple of the Yellow Crane, Luo Tiangang, stood behind the threshold, his face sinking like water, and said: "All the chefs of the special grade and above, go to the main building. Gather here!"

The foundation of Baiyun Pavilion is really good.

The head Huang He lost to the old man Xia Qing, and had to "disarm and return to the fields" and returned from the imperial capital. At that time, a group of people left.

Wei Zhong defeated Xia Yu and left another group of people. Now, a popular "greeting post" is publicly humiliating Baiyun Pavilion, so there was a bad scene where chef Wang took another group of people away.

It seems that people are taking the tea to cool down, but when Huang He called for a call, the special kitchen team in the main hall of the main building still deserves the word "huge", with a total of 21 people.

It's just that the leading top chefs, including the chef surnamed Wang, are gone, leaving only Chef Chu with the Chinese character face.

What, Lin Chu?

In the entire Jingchu province, Lin Chu was only a few people, Wei Zhong retired, and now Baiyun Pavilion is at the Lin Chu level, and only Luo Tiangang barely managed to make a place.

As for the celebrity chefs Duan Hong and Wang Gan, they belong to the Jingchu Chefs Association and have never been Baiyun Pavilion's minions.

"21 people..."

In the lobby of the main building, on a yellow rosewood chair, the yellow crane looked haggard. He glanced at the special kitchen team in front of him, with anger brewing in his eyes, "It turns out that we have 49 special chefs in Baiyun Pavilion, and they dispersed in just two or three months. How much is it halfway?"

This 49-person special kitchen team is the Jiangshan and Jiye created by Baiyun Pavilion in Jingchu for more than ten or twenty years. Who knows suddenly looking back, the foundation is more than half empty, and Huang He has not vomited blood and three liters is already considered as an excellent psychological quality. .

"Pavilion Master——"

As soon as the crowd gathered, the main building was quiet, and an apprentice outside was shouting, "A welcome note is coming!"

The yellow crane twitched his face and grabbed the armrest of the wooden chair, "Come in!"

really.

A public greeting on the Internet is not enough. Now this one is delivered to the Baiyun Pavilion address in person by express delivery the next day. The recipient is Huang He.

Opening the encapsulated bag, Huang He looked at the handwritten book with eloquent handwriting, his eyes widened, he only felt frustrated, and his anger and shame had nowhere to vent.

There was a difficult, depressive voice of "Uh" from his throat, tearing and pulling, Huang Crane's expressionless face, tore up the handwritten script in public, and said coldly: "This grandfather and grandson of the Xia family is deceiving too much!!"

Huang He stood up, and a group of special chefs gathered in front of the seat bowed their heads and spontaneously stepped aside.

When he went to the main building's gate, Huang He looked at the blue sky and bright sun, and his voice spread throughout Baiyun Pavilion: "From today onwards, Baiyun Pavilion is closed and will not accept foreign visitors."

"Also, right here—"

Point to the square in front of the main building, "Build a cooking arena here!"

"Take a ring?"

"What, is it that Pavilion Master Huang, is he going to deal with the Demon King himself?"

"Good thing, good thing! Pavilion Master finally made a move!"

The apprentices and disciples are crying out.

The special chefs looked at each other, and a depressed atmosphere enveloped them.These chefs think more about it. A Demon Xia, a newly promoted Lin Chu, forces Huang He to come forward in person...

In other words, it means killing chickens with a slaughter knife.

A young and energetic kicking demon king needs to be suppressed by his head, isn't this fulfilling the decline of Baiyun Pavilion.

The hearts of the special chefs are heavy, and some people have secretly regretted not leaving the "vortex" in time.

When Huang He gave an encouraging and morale-boosting speech to a group of mainstay chefs, it was already noon.

The door of the main building "click" closed.

"Master--" Luo Tiangang suffocated his stomach, "I should order this ring to be built. It's up to you, and there must be some negative wind outside. That demon king, let me come forward, I... "

Huang He interrupted with a wave of his hand, and the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, "How much confidence do you have?"

If he hadn't looked at the video of that Demon King Xia defeating his elder brother Wei Zhong in the outskirts of Mongolia, Luo Tiangang would definitely answer "the enemy of the enemy", but now, he couldn't speak.

"Okay." Huang He's eyes showed a sneer, "Who said I set up a ring to kill a junior?"

"Humph!"

Huang He's eyebrows condensed and killed, "It's good if the trouble is big. Looking at the young and energetic grandson, can the old fellow Xia Qing sit still in the next war book? He is bound to follow his grandson to watch the battle in Baiyun Pavilion. At that time, I publicly gave him a halberd war book!"

"This arena is set up for the duel between Long Chu and Long Chu. That little devil is not qualified to be on the stage!"

Luo Tiangang suddenly said: "It turns out that Master, you want to borrow the heat and shame you!"

"Yes, I have a sharp weapon, how can Xia Qing fight me this time?"

The cold low laughter spread.

...

One week is enough time for the popularity of the "calligraphy" event to reach an unprecedented peak.

There is an uproar at home and abroad. Any gourmet magazine, gourmet self-media, every day there are large-scale articles interpreting the "call" and predicting the culinary battles that will erupt after Xia Yu arrives at Baiyun Pavilion.

As the initiator of the incident, Xia Yu went into hiding after sending out the message. There was no news, and she cut off all practice with the outside world. This caused outsiders to scratch their heads and cheeks. Ju went downstairs because of the incident and was blocked by a large number of media people every day.

In the blink of an eye, it was another Friday.

In the evening, a direct airport bus stopped slowly at the entrance of Juxiastairs. In the sunset, the Juxia team, carrying backpacks or dragging suitcases, seemed to go out.

There were people squatting at the front door and back door. By this time, before the storm, Xia Yu knew that there was no need to avoid interviews.

There was a commotion.

Flashes and spears and short cannons surrounded the young chefs who stepped out of the door. The problem was that they didn't need money, which turned into a torrent of sounds and poured into their ears.

"Chef Xia, are you planning to go to the appointment?"

"Can you briefly talk about your attitude towards Baiyun Pavilion and Master Huang He? We are all puzzled by the fighting spirit revealed between the lines in your greeting letter..."

Some reporters even joked: "Society, Demon King Xia, are you planning to demolish Baiyun Pavilion?"

Xia Yu was calm.

"Ah, let’s make a concession. I will only answer all the questions once. I understand that everyone wants to see the excitement and the excitement. That’s right, this time, I’m just going to the gym!"

He used the word "kicking hall" in an emphatic tone and his expression was very solemn.

The riots at the gate of Ju downstairs stopped.