Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

That evening, the outskirts of the imperial capital.

'Jiankou Great Wall' is one of the eight sections of the Great Wall that are well-known around the Imperial Capital. Compared with the crowded Badaling Great Wall and Juyongguan Great Wall, it looks deserted. There are not many tourists. There are a few sparsely walked walls that have not been artificially repaired. People, if you look closely, you will find that these people are all well-equipped travel companions.

The mountain is steep and steep and beautiful.

Obviously, the "Jiankou Great Wall" is a wild Great Wall. The "wild" here refers to the simplicity and nature, and because the road section is too primitive and steep, it is certain that the average tourists will not have enough physical strength to climb the Great Wall.

On this day, a group of fellow travellers came down from the Great Wall, but found that the villages and towns under the mountain, which had always been deserted, were crowded with large construction trucks.

The cars lined up on the road, like a long black dragon stretching away, it was spectacular.

Wu Jin is the captain of this travel companion team. He is thirty-five years old this year. He is very rich and has healthy wheat-colored skin with strong limbs. When climbing the steep Great Wall, he looks like a cheetah.

He is a well-known outdoor sports enthusiast, as well as a gourmet, and one of the young leaders in this generation of dark cooking circles.

Descendants of Wu Song of'Xingzhe'!

Of course, this Wu Song is not Wu Song in the Water Margin, but a dark culinary boss in the world of "China Ichiban", who combines martial arts and culinary skills. He once appeared in front of the animated version of the little master.

"Captain, what's the situation?"

"What a big battle! Is it the official plan to build the Great Wall?"

The team members twitter,

Wu Jin frowned and saw the unusualness of this team. He glanced away and found a small boss who was shouting and directing workers to carry iron plates. He walked over and found a pack of expensive cigarettes in the large outdoor backpack on his shoulders. , While handing it over, smiled and asked: "Brother, this is the construction and repair of the Jiankouye Great Wall?"

The little boss didn't take the cigarette, glanced indifferently, and suddenly stunned, his expression relaxed, "Wu Jin? Chef Wu?"

"Fortunately to meet, it is my fellow."

The little boss still did not pick up the cigarette, with a slightly respectful expression, and explained: "It is not the construction and repair of the Wild Great Wall."

He pointed to the iron plates that the workers had unloaded from the truck.

"The task given to us above is to lay iron plates. I don't know much about the other parts, but one of my buddies inside the Baiyulou said that this is the upper floor of the Baiyulou. We must use this section of the Wild Great Wall for an outdoor food cooking."

"When?"

"Just tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, the little boss said goodbye. He was very busy. Wu Jin did not force anyone to stay. He stood at the foot of the Great Wall Mountain with his team and watched the construction team carry out intensive construction. After a while, the first section of steep stone steps was laid. Go to a row of large iron plates.

From bottom to top, iron plates, shiny metal, reflecting the evening sun.

The travel companion took a cell phone and took pictures with a SLR, and kept talking.

Wu Jin also took a picture and posted it to the WeChat group of the "Dark Cooking Circle Exchange Group". There are more than 100 members in this group. They are not real names or nicknames, but weird nicknames.

Like Wu Jin, his ID in the group is'Xingzhe'.

"Tomorrow there will be an outdoor food cooking at Jiankou Great Wall. Do you see anything?"

The iron plates that occupy the steps of the Great Wall are arranged one after another on the picture, which is quite dazzling.

"Oh, Uncle Wu, you finally came out of Shan Yang."

Wu Yingying, nicknamed'Xiaotianjixing', bubbling with a cute expression with her tongue out, "The fleet is vast, from Baiyulou to the suburbs, it has long been a hot topic."

"Also, I know some inside information!"

"speak!"

...

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Someone knocked on the door of the Imperial Hotel.

"Come in."

Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian entered the house back and forth, and Xia Yu withdrew his gaze from the TV news program.

Wei Qinglian stared at him and handed over a form of ingredients, "You can check it."

Xia Yu flipped through it carefully.

The main material, rice, a large truck?

The forehead was sweating suddenly, this Nima, stuffed with so many materials, does the dragon head Zhuji want him to feast on the heroes?!

The supporting dry goods include abalone and sea cucumber.

And scallops, shrimp, shiitake mushrooms, etc.

Of course, eggs are also indispensable, the same amount is amazing.

After a while, Xia Yu looked up and saw that Ye Feizhou was trying to speak but his face was flushed faintly, he smiled, "Curious?"

Ye Feizhou nodded straight, "Egg, egg fried rice?"

This is a guess based on the ingredients.

Next to him, Wei Qinglian narrowed her eyes and looked at Xia Yu closely, waiting for his answer.

"What else? It's eggs and fried rice!"

Xia Yu was funny and didn't think there was anything to hide.

The ingredients are here.

Others are not blind.

"Impossible--" a startled female voice came from outside the room, "You just returned to China, so you just want to rush to the scene... I can't believe that you disappeared for two months, suddenly showed up and sacrificed egg fried rice. Such an ultimate killer."

Egg fried rice is a big killer or something, which is obviously ironic.

Tang Yuqiong is here.

Behind her, Li Han and Wu Yingying's other five shows were also there, and the old men Xia Qing and Yan Qi also came back. The hotel corridor was full of voices.

"It's egg fried rice!"

Xia Yu showed an extremely innocent expression, "I really didn't lie this time!"

Who said "Mother Sun Ball" is not eggs and fried rice?My God of Cooking, Liu Subaru, was the first to jump out and knock his head.

"Can't believe you!"

"Yes, yes, I was cheated by you every time."

The little friends unanimously questioned.

"Stop!"

Xia Yu suddenly raised his hand to control the field.

There was a sudden silence in the hotel suite, and the news program on the TV ended, switching to a daily weather forecast program:

"...Imperial City, tomorrow will be sunny, with a maximum temperature of 31℃."

Snapped!

Hearing this, Xia Yu snapped his fingers and smiled brightly at the friends.

"The last weather condition has also been reached! Heaven is beautiful!"

Outside the promenade, Xia Qing and Yan Qi, who did not follow a group of young people making noise, looked at each other and nodded each, the affirmation in their eyes became more intense.

"That's right."

Xia Qing said.

"I said Brother Xia, your family's handbook of Fairy Bei, recorded the recipe of "Mother Sun Ball"?" Yan Qi's eyes were strange.

"……No!"

Yan Qi hadn't read the book left by the fairy. At this time, his eyes showed 10,000 disbelief.

Xia Qing was annoyed and helpless.

No one wants to believe the truth about this, what the world is like.

The next day, Xia Yu slept until nearly noon before getting up and washing up late.

The group of people left the hotel in mighty force, got on the car, all the way to the foot of the "Jiankou Great Wall" on the outskirts of the imperial capital. The villages and towns where there are not many tourists all the year round are crowded with traffic, parking spaces are tight, and the sound of the whistle is always echoed. The drivers are so anxious.

"Huh?" Xia Yu looked out the window in the passenger seat, "Why are there so many people?"

Lei Aoxue in the back seat said: "The news has leaked."

Xia Yu looked back at Morita Maki, Nagiri Erina, and Lei Aoxue. Seeing that all three of them had their eyes flashing, they couldn't help but pat their foreheads, "I'll just say, it turns out that you are the source of the news."

The news spread ten times, spread hundreds of times, and caused a sensation in the imperial capital overnight.

"So, Zhu Ji, the leader, prepared a truckload of rice. It's really foresight!" Xia Yu secretly wiped his sweat.

The onlookers are half a bowl each, is it almost enough?

At this time, Xia Yu was even more worried about the lack of materials, which caused public resentment.

As for whether "Mother Sun Ball" can be cooked successfully, how complete is it...

As a culinary expert who has watched "Zhonghua Yifan" and is familiar with the final recipes of the dark and light worlds, coupled with the culinary skills that have been tirelessly improving to the stage of dragon killing, it is no problem to conquer the source of light recipes.

Above, please ignore the painstaking research of half of the fragments, and the private hard work of being awake for a whole week after synthesizing a complete recipe at Shilin Temple.

At this time, Xia Yu's body and mind are light and light, "In "Mother Sun Ball", there is also a'road to heaven'."

"Extremely, Wabi Ji."

"If I see this'dao' in the light source recipe again..."

"The dragon will kill" in my mind!

Infer, confirm!

Xia Yu's eyes were frightening.