Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

A manor in Veracruz, a 3-day food festival is underway.

This food festival has probably been held in a dozen or so close to 20 communities, but in the past two years, its reputation has suddenly spread, attracting tourists and diners from all over the world. The streets and alleys are full of people, almost crowding the harbor city.

The reason for this is inseparable from the'soup' specially offered at the food festival.

Lei Aoxue also followed the'soup product' clues and traced it on the spot more than a year ago before finally confirming the traces of the legendary kitchenware "Magic Bronze Sacred Artifact".

The manor is owned by the Guzman family, and this family is also known as the uncrowned royal family of the Mexican gastronomy. The Guzman patriarch who is in power today is one of Mexico's leading chefs and a wealthy and rival country's giant merchants.

When approaching the Guzman Manor, the chaotic and congested neighborhoods are no longer for vehicles. There are people everywhere, with white, yellow, and black skins. Xia Yu and his party just got out of the car, and noisy sounds came, holding each other. If you don’t speak English with a different accent, you can still hear familiar Chinese and Japanese.

The young driver hired by Lei Aoxue parked the car, panting and ran over, pointing to a large manor with brilliant lights on the far side, like a palace, "That is the center of the food festival."

"Let's just walk around the periphery."

The young man named Carlos looked excited, "Even in the outermost part, there is a chance to taste Guzman's supreme soup."

When it comes to'Guzman Soup', Carlos is almost full of eyes.

A trace of saliva also slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Without noticing it, he was still talking loudly to everyone.

Xia Yu, Morita Maki, and Nagiri Erina saw the exaggerated expressions of "obsessed" and "silly" flashing on Carlos's face from time to time. The reason was still there, but appetite was like a manifestation of the devil occupying the soul, which made the group secretly stern.

"come here."

Lei Aoxue glanced at Carlos, but he was not surprised by the abnormality of the young man. She pulled Xia Yu to the corner and whispered: "You see, Carlos was my tour guide last year. It was the first time he and I drank Gu Sman’s soup’, but since then indulged in that sacred taste, I can’t help myself."

Xia Yu was slightly startled.

"Is this... enchanted?"

Lei Aoxue stared at his twinkling eyes, "It's obsessed, but also deeply addicted. Is it similar to the deceptive cuisine of the dark cooking world in the past?"

Xia Yu shook his head, "Otherwise."

"In fact, good dishes, in other words, luminous works, have a similar addiction effect. But..." He stopped talking.

"Drink first before talking!"

"Yeah!" Lei Aoxue nodded.

...

Early night, Guzman Manor, hall.

It can be said that most of the celebrities in North America gather here, and other guests don't introduce much. Just looking at the giants at the "Gourmet Club", you can see how much face the Guzman family has.

Except for Lin Qingfeng, who is still active in mainland China, and Lei Zhe, who was delisted, six of the eight giants of the food club were present.

'Burning Purple Rose' Andrea, was chatting with an old man with piercing eyes and quite majestic eyes in a corner of the second floor of the hall. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

"Guzman, the food festival held in your name is getting more and more famous." Andrea has red lips, a charming smile on her delicate face, and her lips gently sip the red wine.

Hearing the sarcasm in Andrea's words, the old man in a suit with neatly combed hair frowned.

Andrea Hun didn't care about Guzman's reaction.

For the'food club' that dominates North America and Latin America, the landlord like Guzman, at most, is on the same level as a giant, and there is a leader of the gourmet club on it.

"Don't you know that the ancient Chinese land has a young dragon chef?"

Ok?

Guzman's face froze slightly.

He turned his gaze away, not daring to meet Andrea's staring eyes, lowered his voice and said: "He is in China, I am in Mexico, separated by an ocean... Oh, no matter how strong he is, he closed What's up with me?"

Andrea sighed slightly: "Hand it over."

Hearing this, Guzman raised his eyebrows, his evil spirit condensed in his eyes, "What do you mean?!"

There was a thump in his heart, sternly inwardly.

"In fact, a few years ago, the'Gourmet Club' dark mechanism locked you Guzman, and based on clues, I guessed that a legendary kitchen utensil was collected by your family." Andrea narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of danger in her eyes. Qi Ji said, "You shouldn't, you should never, after breaking the seal of the legendary kitchenware, you also tried to use the food cooked by the legendary kitchenware to confuse people and increase your influence in the North American circle!"

If Guzman can remain calm in this sentence, then Andrea's next sentence will make him creepy.

"You are also locked in by those people in the Chinese community."

Andrea's gaze was like looking at a dead person in a tomb.

Guzman's back was full of cold sweat, but he said solemnly: "Kitchenware, it's impossible to give you, let alone people in the Chinese world!"

"Humph!"

He got up to leave.

"Have you figured it out, we can give you time to think, but people in the Chinese world are coming fiercely...against that new Dragon Chef, how many win rates do you have?" Andrea laughed sarcastically.

"There are legendary kitchen utensils to assist, I am not afraid of anyone!" Guzman paused.

When Guzman left, Star and Catherine not far away came and sat down.

"This old idiot!"

Star shook his head: "Why does he want to swallow a legendary kitchenware?"

Catherine lifted her hood, her eyes shrunk slightly, and said: "This time, we also learned through the intelligence of the dark agency that he was out of the country and is coming to Mexico. The leader is in Greece, and it is tomorrow to come."

More than just the "Gourmet Club", there are a lot of sneaky people in the crowd of Guzman Food Festival.

The eight legendary kitchen utensils in China are rare "artifacts" in the world.

Although the food club and igo are huge, the situation and complexity of the global food industry can not be covered by the two major organizations. There are also some obscure but small but capable organizations.

The'Southeast Asia Federation' is a dark kitchen organization that should not be underestimated.

"Confirm position 1!"

"Confirm No. 2!"

"No. 3 is on standby..."

Under the crowds of food festivals that cover several streets, some people use encrypted radio to make some unknown deployment.

"Wait for my order!"

On a certain street corner, a beautiful woman with a ponytail and a plaid shirt was making arrangements with a strange and hoarse voice, like a male voice.

Beep.

The ear embedded device loses sound.Li Yingyi raised his head and scanned the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally, with a trace of caution in his eyes.

He is the leader of the "Southeast Asia Federation" treasure hunt.

Regardless of the Chinese name, Li Yingzheng is actually a Thai with Chinese descent. He grew up in Thailand and his culinary skills originated from the Thai food industry. He also became famous in Thailand and was later absorbed by the Southeast Asia Federation.

Li Yingzheng turned around and went to a stall at the Food Festival, but he was thinking about things in his heart.

"Our federation, there are still too few high-level chefs available. That Wei Zhong, he lost so fast, and even the kitchen heart is broken, otherwise the organization will add a top chef, this operation will not be completely changed from the Ming Secretly, relying on the attack to force and grab."

He sighed lightly, and stared at the palace-like villa.

Ok?

At this time, a group of several people happened to pass in front of him.

Li Yingyi inadvertently caught a glimpse of the profile of one of the teenagers. He was suddenly struck by lightning, his expression was extremely stiff, and even a hint of panic was revealed, "It's him!"