Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

His name is Toshi Mizutani, a top student of Tokyo University, and his girlfriend is called Ren Xue, from China, who is also a top student of Dongda University.In fact, the two had already been dating before taking the college exam. Counting time, this year is the fourth year.

Toshi Mizutani's diligent contribution to Niconico is indispensable for the support of his girlfriend.He is singing, and his girlfriend is dancing. The two motivate each other and make progress together, and they can talk on many topics.

To outsiders, they are simply golden boys and girls.

But Toshi Mizutani knew that fetters alone are not enough to maintain a transnational relationship.

For example, when it comes to food, the two will always disagree.

Ren Xue was studying in Japan in high school and he was paranoid about his hometown cuisine, and Shun Mizutani had eaten terrible Chinese cuisine in junior high school. So far, his impression of Chinese cuisine has plummeted. In addition, he is a Japanese and often dissatisfied with his girlfriend. The admiration of Chinese cuisine in daily life is almost the tip of the wheat mang, which supports Japanese food.

No one has convinced anyone, this is already a cultural war.

Huh, huh.

Her nose couldn't help sucking, and Mu Xiaoyue, who was playing with her mobile phone, suddenly raised her head, facing the enclosed kitchen, sniffing the scent of escaping vegetables, and greedy worms in her stomach.

"very hungry……"

Mu Xiaoyue couldn't play with her mobile phone anymore, her beautiful face was wrinkled, and she was full of distress.

The claypot dishes are vegetarian, the fragrance is sealed in a casserole, and through the tight kitchen, no one else in the store notices the taste.

However, when Xia Yu was cooking two meat dishes, the spicy beef mixed with chili, and the strong aroma of pork and fish mixed, like a gas bomb, thrown into the store.

"What's the matter with this smell!"

A group of singers were chatting and comforting Jun Mizutani. His mood gradually returned to calm. At this time, the rich taste of cooking penetrated his nose.

Grunt.

The stomach is protesting, and stomach acid is secreting.

Just the smell, Jun Mizutani felt that he was not good!

Want to eat!Want to eat!Want to eat very much!

Jun Mizutani put away his mobile phone and aimed at his girlfriend Ren Xue. Seeing that she also had an intoxicated expression with her eyes closed, he couldn't help but think, "...Why can people appetite just by smell?"

On the other side, Anya handed a tissue to her best friend, her shoulders shook and she seemed to be holding back a smile.

"You pig, quickly wipe your saliva!" She whispered and laughed.

However, Mu Xiaoyue seemed to be immersed in the illusion of incense, ignoring the voice of her girlfriend.

Anya can only pick up a tissue and wipe the corners of her mouth.It is not an exaggeration, the strong cooking breath can stimulate the salivary glands to the maximum.Mu Xiaoyue was a foodie, and Anya didn't help her to wipe her saliva once or twice.

boom!

At this time, the sealed kitchen door was opened. Xia Yu was wearing a white kitchen hat and a white apron, holding a plate of freshly fried Chinese food in each hand and placing it on the counter.

"You take it by yourself."

After leaving a word, Xia Yu returned to the kitchen, wrapped the hot casserole with a rag, and brought out the southern milk thick vegetarian pot.

The two Chinese ladies were almost lying on the counter, like puppies sniffing bones, staring at two plates of freshly cooked meat dishes.

"Pay attention to the image!"

Xia Yu put the casserole down, patted them on the shoulder, took two clean porcelain bowls, and returned to the kitchen to beat two bowls of steaming rice, "Take the rice—"

In just such a short while, Anya and Mu Xiaoyue had already transferred three dishes to their seats, took their chopsticks, and sat on the chairs blankly, apparently trying them.

The couple didn't know why, they also gathered around the table, holding chopsticks stained with oil in their hands.

The young man of Shibuya style,

What he tried was Shacha beef.

This is a Cantonese dish, more accurately Chaozhou cuisine.

The secret lies in shacha sauce and peanut butter.

But knowing how to do it, whether it's good or not, is another matter.In the God of Cooking Space, Xia Yu spent three days to thoroughly understand the dish. Even though the two-line operation, cooking with the fish-flavored pork shreds at the same time, the finished dish is still in the system and still scored 80.

The golden-colored beef slices are scattered on white porcelain plates. The thick shacha sauce is poured on the beef slices. The taste is mixed with a little chili flavor, which can indeed stimulate people's appetite to the maximum.

Under Xia Yu's gaze, Jun Mizutani swallowed a piece of shacha beef, his eyes lighted, as if he had found a prey beast, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chopsticks couldn't stop.

His girlfriend also turned into a hungry ghost.

The shop was silent for a while, only the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the plate.

Within a few minutes, a large plate of golden beef slices was eaten cleanly.

But Jun Mizutani was obviously aroused, with a hungry expression of not eating enough, staring at the shacha sauce remaining on the plate, his Adam's apple rolled a bit, as if he was going to lick the plate.

"It's delicious, isn't it?" A cold voice made Mizutani wake up.

Following the voice, Jun Mizutani saw the young chef he had despised before, and his eyes were calm.

"Okay, delicious..." Jun Mizutani's face was stiff, he wanted to laugh but couldn't smile.

The silence of mystery.

"What kind of sauce is this, why have I never eaten it?" Jun Mizutani pointed to the thick sauce on the white plate and swallowed quietly.

"Shacha sauce."

"It originated in the Chaoshan area of ​​China and is popular in many provinces and cities. It is a mixed condiment. The raw materials are peanuts, white sesame, fish, dried shrimp, shredded coconut, garlic, mustard..."

Listening to Xia Yu casually speaking out the names of a lot of ingredients.

"Shacha sauce?" Jun Mizutani faintly felt a little familiar. It seemed that his girlfriend Ren Xue had bought such a bottle of sauce in Chinatown.

“Don’t use the bottled shacha sauce from the grocery store. Compare it with the shacha sauce made by our Xia’s shop.” Xia Yu said, “With the homemade shacha sauce, we can make a lot of dishes. The shacha beef is just One of them, in addition, there are Sha Cha Noodles, Sha Cha Chao Shou, Sha Cha Pork Ribs and other dishes. You can try more in the future."

After Xia Yu finished speaking, she turned around and went into the kitchen, washing the pot and cleaning the residue on the kitchen counter.

Toshi Mizutani stood for a while, recalling the taste between his lips and teeth. The original impression of Chinese cuisine in his mind, after tasting this shacha beef, there was some sign of collapse for some reason.

"good to eat!"

Mu Xiaoyue's exclamation made Mizugu Jun realize that he still had two dishes to taste!

He ignored the complex emotions in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks over a dish on the table, and fought Ren Xue, Anya, and Mu Xiaoyue in a battle for food.

The fish-flavored shredded pork tasted more fragrant and more delicious, and Shun Mizutani almost bit his tongue.

The second plate quickly emptied.

The two bowls of rice were completely forgotten, and the four pairs of green faint eyes turned to stare at the casserole that had not been opened.

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