Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

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At six o'clock in the evening, when the orange sunset poured into the storefront from the door, there was movement in the back kitchen.

At Xia Yu's order, Mu Xiaoyue hung the sign of today's six dishes on the menu bar on the wall.Anya stood at the counter, took memo paper and pen, and prepared to record the order of the guests.

"Sure enough, no dish is lower than 2000 yen!"

"Vegetarian dishes average 2500 yen, and meat dishes average 3500 yen!"

An Yilun also stood in front of the menu bar with Sawamura Yinglili.

Eiri Sawamura has a very relaxed expression. This is not a pretense. As the daughter of a British diplomat, she has eaten countless expensive dishes and is even a frequent visitor to many high-end restaurants under Yuanyue.

She has also eaten dishes cooked by Erina Nagiri herself, and she still has an endless aftertaste.Sawamura Yinglili glanced at An Yilun, knowing that this guy is very hard working part-time job, consumes dolphins, and has no money, so she said naturally: "Since I invited you, then I will pay for it."

An Yilun gritted his teeth and insisted on the AA system, "We order two dishes each!"

"casual."

Ying Lili curled her mouth.She was originally an arrogant character, and did not persuade much, turned back to Anya behind the counter and said: "I want this, and this!"

Anya can't understand Japanese, but can distinguish gestures.

In fact, Ren Xue and Jun Mizutani had ordered meals before them, so Ying Lili knew that the language was not working, so she simply used gestures.

"I want those two!" An Yilun also said immediately.

Anya records carefully.

The slowest ordering is the three little girls, standing in front of the menu bar and chatting, without an accurate message for a long time.

The two list of dishes had been delivered to the kitchen by Mu Xiaoyue, and then Mu Xiaoyue was at the kitchen door, gazing at Xia Yu, who was getting busy.

The first is cutting vegetables.

For home cooking, Xia Yu didn’t take out the [broken jade knife], only an ordinary kitchen knife, and a portion of the ingredients were transformed in his hands, cut into pieces, shredded and sliced, just like a rigorous brain calculation. There is no difference in size and shape.

Boom!Boom!

He put two large frying pans on the flames of the stove, and poured the cooking oil into it. Hey, the sound of boiling oil resounded through the kitchen.

Coincidentally, there was a table of guests who ordered the squirrel perch, which he is very good at. This is a squirrel dish. The boneless fish slices that he has deboned and were marinated at the earliest. At this time, the hot pot is just right for the oil. , Pinch very accurately.

A fish quickly turns golden yellow in the hot oil.

While frying the fish, Xia Yu was still operating another big wok, the same processed ingredients, a whole basket of prawns, was dumped into the pot by his brain, hey, it was only speed-fried for 5 seconds, and the prawns again He picked it up with a colander to control the oil, and set it aside.

At this time, the squirrel bass was still deep-frying, and the heat was still far away, so Xia Yu did not rush to pour the peanut oil from the fried shrimp into the prepared pan, and then put the quick-fried shrimp into the wok. , Add all kinds of seasonings and start to stir fry.

Mu Xiaoyue was dumbfounded.

She is obsessed with the skill of cutting vegetables and the ease of lifting weight when stir-frying.

Especially when the prawns are fried in the top pan, the heavy black wok seems to have a lot of weight, but the young chef is holding the pan and frying constantly. How can it seem to be a little strenuous?

She didn't know that Xia Yu had made a physical leap today.

Open the bow left and right, not to mention.

The deep-fried prawns of the Soviet cuisine are the first to be plated.

The second course is squirrel bass from the same cuisine.

The third course is Shandong cuisine, a seafood tofu.

When Xia Yu told her to turn on the steamer on the third stove, which was cooking at some time, and bring out a dish,

These three dishes belonged to Ren Xue and Mizugu Jun's table. They were the first to order, and naturally they were the first to eat freshly cooked dishes.

"Serve—"

Xia Yu continued to cook, while Mu Xiaoyue served the dishes.

Three dishes were placed on the table. This time Ren Xue and Mizutani enjoyed everyone's attention.

The fragrance is too strong.

Fresh shrimp, fried fish, squid steamed tofu.

Three completely different flavors escaped in the store.

The three little girls who hadn't decided what to order, drooled on the spot.

Before Ren Xue and Mizugu Jun had waited for Mu Xiaoyue to serve the meal, they moved their index fingers and couldn't help but lower their chopsticks. After a bite, the frequency of the chopsticks picking up dishes showed a tendency to wind and leave clouds, which was staggering.

"It seems to be the right thing!" Sawamura Eriri is very happy. If the restaurant's food is delicious enough, then she can find Miss Nakiri Erina who satirizes the nobility again.

As for An Yilun, she has been stimulated by the taste of the food to make her stomach acid secrete sharply. She lowered her head and kept pushing the frame of her glasses.

Facts have proved that Xia Yu's devil training in God of Cooking Space has yielded remarkable results. This time, three tables of guests took just one hour to cook all the dishes ordered by the guests.At the same time of high efficiency, he also took into account the quality. For each dish, he had to let the God of Cooking system score, and only after passing the judgment, he ordered Mu Xiaoyue to take it out.

"Click"

Before moving the chopsticks, Eiri Sawamura took a mobile phone, changed different angles, aimed at the beautiful dishes on the table, and took many pictures.

She ignored the "childhood sweetheart".

An Yilun also clasped his chopsticks tightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and the face under the big black spectacle frame was somewhat cloudy.

Soon, the dishes ordered by the three little girls were also on the table. The shop was silent for a while, only the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the plate.

Washing all kinds of kitchen utensils in the kitchen, throwing away the useless ingredients and scraps, Xia Yu has not had time to catch a sigh of relief, today the second wave of guests arrived, and the small shop that has been deserted for a long time, shortly after opening at 6 o'clock, the occupancy rate was over half. .

The diners came and went, starting from 6 o'clock to midnight, no matter how many batches the guests changed, no one had the honor to see Xia Yu who was always busy in the kitchen.

late at night.

Xia Yu walked out of the back kitchen and ventilated at the counter.

"what?"

He found that the guests hadn't gone clean yet, Ren Xue and Mizugu Jun left, but besides Anya and Mu Xiaoyue, there was a single figure standing in the doorway with a long black hair girl with her back facing him.

"The shop is closed."

Xia Yu smiled and glanced at the old wall clock in the store. It would be a moment away from 12 o'clock in the morning, "Ueno Station is very close. You may be able to catch the last train when you go back now."

Upon hearing this, the girl turned around.

"Morita Maki?" Xia Yu glanced at the girl's face and smiled slightly, "Why are you here?"

"I tasted delicious Chinese cuisine tonight, so I stayed here specially to see what the chef looks like..."

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