Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The small explanation was obviously just an excuse, and Nakiri Senzaemon came out of the banquet room and entered the quiet tea garden alone.

'Tea Garden' is a very important area in the Japanese style garden. The layout here is different from the main garden in style. There are fences around it. There is a deep garden road from the courtyard gate to the tea house. Trees are planted on both sides. Lots of stones.

Fortunately, there are many stone lanterns for lighting purposes on the quiet path. The environment can be called quiet, but there is nothing gloomy.Nagiri Senzaemon's clogs sounded all the way to the hand washing bowl in the corner.

'Hand washing a bowl' is actually hollowing out a stone, chiseling it into a container, and filling it with water.

A layer of moss climbed on the surface of the stone, and the bamboo tube ticked water into the stone bowl. Senzaemon took a bamboo scooping device. Usually the maids made tea. Before the tea ceremony, they would scoop water and wash their hands here.This is a very simple bathing etiquette.

Naginari Senzaemon washed his hands with slightly cold water, then he took out the phone from his pocket and opened the address book.

"beep……"

Long dial tone.

The old man sat down under the corner of the corner of the Chaliao corridor and chatted with his foreign friends.

Of course, if someone else is listening here, it must be shocked by the content of the chat.

"you sure?!"

"I can be sure. It is indeed the epitome of'extremely superior'."

"It's a big deal, old iron."

Nagiri Senzaemon twitched the corner of his eyes, hand in his kimono pocket, groping around. He didn't find a cigarette or a lighter for a while. He simply gave up the lonely thought of smoking a cigarette, and asked with a slightly opened lips: Is there such a promotion for the evildoer?"

"...Pick up? Don't ask me."

"?"

"Because who special mother knows what path Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong have traveled before they became God of Cooking. I am not from that era! The rumors are not credible!"

"...Then what should we do now? Continue to guide?"

"Guide? Haha, when he fully understands the "extreme", we old guys, we all have to step aside and watch him quietly as a passerby."

"..."

The corner of Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes twitched again.

It's not that he didn't hear the emotions of the old friend opposite, but so what.No matter how Qianlang struggles, he is doomed to be shot to death.Thinking of the experience tonight, a trace of fear flashed across Senzaemon's eyes, and he couldn't understand this young man.

"It seems that he is the only one to go down the road down there." Nagiri Senzaemon said melancholy.

"Yes!"

The tone on the other side was also full of sorrow.

"You can't accept the old!"

With this sentence as the end, the call is over.

Hold the phone for a long time.Nagiri Senzaemon looked at the bright moon that was sucked in by the hand washing bowl, and the face that had always been Taishan collapsed, but he showed obvious hesitation.

"Well, just behind, push him one last time." The old man opened the address book and made a second call.

"Hahaha, Senzaemon, looking for my monk late at night, is there anything urgent?"

The hearty words come from the abbot of Shilin Temple Yizhen.

"Yizhen, I want to send someone to Shilin Temple to practice for a while."

"How long does it take to practice?"

"It depends on what he meant."

"Oh?"

Nagiri Senzaemon solemnly said, "Also, if you can, please be sure to answer his questions yourself. Please!"

...

Xia Yu was summoned in private by Senzaemon after the dinner was over and sent away Doris. He heard that he was going to Shirinji to practice this matter.

His first reaction was not to understand.

"Cultivation?" Xia Yu looked weird, "Chef is not a professional practice, and he is working behind closed doors. How do you know if your dishes are popular with customers?"

He is an admirer of practice and experience, and he has never cared about practice or anything.

Senzaemon just patted him on the shoulder and handed a serious look, "Believe me, you will definitely gain something here, but how much you gain depends on you. You know, Shirinji, except for the temple disciples, Disciple, foreign visitors are hardly welcome, so I shaved my face and begged for such a place for practice."

What can Xia Yu say? Senzaemon didn't hold him for "stealing the teacher" because of his great mind and tolerance.

Instead of himself, ah, you have secretly learned the must-kill recipe created by labor and capital, and brought it first!

Such a big-minded senior, a giant treasure in the family, Xia Yu naturally 10,000 would be willing to accept his arrangement.He is not heartless.

Moreover, Shilin Temple has always been an island country’s food world, a taboo-like existence, and it has always been overwhelmed for a long time to catch up. Xia Yu was curious for a long time and could not wait to find out the secrets, and see how amazing the foundation of existence of such a giant Shilin Temple is. .

In the past three days, Doris returned to Europe from the island country, and Xia Yu also began her own practice.

Take the tram.

By plane.

JR train.

Zongta Aoki, who was originally a monk at Shirinji Temple, took Xia Yu and left Tokyo. During the period, he changed several modes of transportation, and finally drove a car into the mountain.

The mountains in the island country always have similar views.Xia Yu didn't know where he was, and didn't have the thought of locating his mobile phone. He closed his eyes all the way to the terminal until he entered the mountain. The car was finally blocked by the dense vegetation on the mountain road, so he could not stop. Qing Mu Zongtai woke him up. .

"Hey, hey, time to wake up."

Aoki Zongta stood with arms akimbo at the window.

Xia Yu rubbed his eyes and got out of the car. Qing Mu Zong said in surprise: "You have been sleeping all day, why are you still listless?"

Xia Yu rolled her eyes and said nothing.

Is this nonsense?Soaking in the mysterious space with extremely fast time flow all day, 1 hour or 1 day, a short trip seems like a month has passed the next day, Xia Yu feels that he has not collapsed or collapsed, really strong will.

"It doesn't work if the phone is located here, just sit there for a while, and I will find the way."

Snake puts on a sentence.

Xia Yu was full of black lines and didn't know where to complain.

Although he knew that Qing Mu Zong hadn't returned to the temple in a few years, he didn't even know him.

Thinking about it this way, looking up and looking forward, his vision was completely obscured by the lush green, and the corner of Xia Yu's mouth was slightly twitched, as if no one was weeding and cutting trees to maintain the road conditions, it hasn't been a few years, and the road is normal.

The vicissitudes of life, time has passed.

This sentence applies to myself.Xia Yu laughed, in a good mood, and checked the harvest of several days of retreat.

"System: "The first glimpse of the dragon will kill" mission has been completed."

I didn’t have time to pay attention to the newly-learned "Extreme Dragon Yin", two source stones were put into the backpack, and the original one, after superimposing, the number jumped to "3", Xia Yu immediately locked the stage-breaking props and locked [Spices Inequality] Cooking skills, choose to use!