Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Ryoko Rina held her chin, turned her head to look at Masato Kamahara, her eyes burning.

"Minister, recently our IGO 11 District Food Research Institute has just developed a new type of tofu with large-scale cultivation of big tuna soybeans... it seems to be called frosted tofu?"

Masato Kahara smiled.

"Correct!"

"Shuangjiang tofu is special, high in oil content, tender and delicious. Our management department has received huge orders, most of which are from the Pan-Chinese civilization. Our production organization is working overtime day and night to try our best to meet the needs of customers."

Hear the words.

Xia Yu was startled.

Frost tofu?It looks familiar.

At the same time, he was also curious, the IGO Food Research Association, which is an independent organization of the R&D Bureau of the IGO headquarters.This department is also the most mysterious and largest among IGOs. They have established many cultivation and planting ecological zones around the world. The eleventh district gastronomic research institute in Neon is a branch of the headquarters.

"Maybe you can use that kind of tofu to try to make the perfect Mapo tofu." Ryoko Lina turned to stare at Xia Yu, "Tomorrow I will bring some frosted tofu over and study with you."

To be honest, Xia Yu is also full of curiosity about the new tofu produced by the 11 District Food Research Institute.

"You can send the tofu over, and you can do research together."

Xia Yu said casually, and didn't notice that Miyoko Hojo was frantically motioning to him beside him, looking very anxious.

"you……"

Ryoko Rina's eyes flashed with anger, but for the sake of perfect cooking, she tried her best to calmly say: "You may not know who I am. Then let me introduce myself..."

"stop!"

"I have no interest in you at all!"

Her impolite behavior in the front made Xia Yu feel very bad for her. He shook his hand and turned away. "Mr. Kamahara, there are two other dishes left. I will cook them for you. In addition, please restrain your belongings. Next, don’t let her break into the private kitchen again."

"Hi, hi!"

Masato Kanbara nodded without ethics, eagerly watched him into the kitchen, and then his face sank, and he dragged back the brawny monk who was wandering around the kitchen.

"Sit down for me!"

With a slap on the monk's bright forehead, he placed the monk on a chair and sat down. Masato Kanbara pointed at him and scolded, "You don't need to look for that special chef. You went to the kitchen just now. Anyone else?"

The monk was astonished, and after thinking about it, he looked incredible.

"Minister, you mean, that boy... is a super chef?"

Uncontrolled rolling of the apple.The monk was deeply shocked, and he was shocked by his own thoughts.

The high school student super chef is probably not inferior to Liu Subaru, the god of cooking, who emerged a hundred years ago.In that era, Liu Subaru, who became a super chef at the age of thirteen, can be said to be the only one in the world, and no one can break this record until today.At the same time, the talented chef Lan Feihong, 19 years old, passed the special assessment at the same time as Liu Subaru.

There is also a hundred years ago, the deputy head chef of Guangzhou Yangquan Restaurant, and Master Di, who became a super chef at the age of 20, but the food industry regrets that Master Ji Di’s stunning ice carving skills have been lost.

Thinking of Yangquan Restaurant, the monk's eyes are in awe.

A hundred years ago, Yangquan Restaurant was the place where the culinary circles gathered. There were too many culinary masters who once practiced there.

Although Yangquan Restaurant was rebuilt on the ruins after World War II, it is no longer in its former peak of incense, but its position in the Chinese cuisine world is as important as Yuanyue in the neon land.

And when it comes to its influence in the global cuisine industry, the inheritance of the ancient Yangquan Restaurant is obviously the end of the stabilized Yuanyue.

"Do not,

Ryoko Rina interjected: "I watched his cooking process in the kitchen all the way before. The basic skills are very solid. They are among the top students in Tomotsu and Shirinji, but there is a lack of advanced techniques..."

Then, Ryoko Rina hesitated before frowning: "He seems to have been in culinary skills for a while, but he gives me a very sophisticated feeling. It's weird."

The brawny man in monk clothes was silent.

Masato Kamahara was thoughtful.

He is a regular customer of Xia's shop, but the first time he ate Xia Yu's food was a few days before the old man returned to China.

The bowl of beef ramen, full of imitation, surprised Masato Kamahara, but only surprised.Because of simple imitation, no matter how perfect the details are, the most important thing is missing-the soul!

However, this time when he tried the magic mapo tofu, Masato Kamahara was tightly wrapped by the soul of cooking. The demon now named appetite continued to protest against him in his heart.

What made him grow up so quickly as a young chef?

Masato Kamahara was full of curiosity.

...

Stir-fried Qingjiang Vegetables and Lotus Crab Meat Eggs is actually much simpler than Magic Mapo Tofu.

In less than half an hour, Xia Yu brought two dishes with lids to the table.

"Please enjoy--"

Xia Yu didn't remove the lid by herself this time, but retreated to the side with a smile.

Masato Kanbara lifted one of the lids without hesitation, crashing, and with the dazzling light, the breath of freshness suddenly filled.

This flavor is not seafood, but river fresh.

At this moment Masato Kanbara seemed to see a busy crabbing scene, one by one plump hairy crabs, picked up by fishing nets, brought home by fishermen, thrown into a pot for cooking, and turned red.Afterwards, the fishermen's family was enjoying the food, and their faces were full of happy smiles.

"I'll open this lid!"

A loud drink broke the cooking fantasy of Masato Kamahara.

The strong man in monk clothes bent his claws like a hook and grabbed the lid on another plate.

Snapped!

This hand was shot off halfway.Ryoko Rina took an unkind look at the monk, "I will open this lid!"

"No!" The monk glared back at the female investigator.

"Then eat the halberd!"

"Eat halberd, eat halberd, who is afraid of who!" The monk slapped the table angrily.

The boat of friendship turned over as soon as it turned over.The two stood up at the same time, aggressively.

"Cough cough." When they just stood up, Masato Kamahara grabbed the gap, stretched out his hand, and suddenly lifted the second lid.

Suddenly, the shop was silent and returned to the quiet atmosphere that it should have at midnight.

The hibiscus crab meat and eggs are fresh.

So, fried Qingjiang cuisine is undoubtedly the refreshing of vegetables.

Huhu.

As if a spring breeze was blowing across the storefront, the expressions of the two facing each other softened and closed their eyes lightly.

When they opened their eyes again, what they saw was a human tragedy.

Masato Kamahara had already taken the chopsticks and bowls, and was eating it with vegetables and crab eggs. He was eating very attentively, and the dishes on the plate were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what……"

"Minister, how can you do this! Foul!"

The monk screamed with a loud voice, sat back down in the chair, and impatiently picked up his chopsticks.

Ryoko Lina sat down equally cleverly, not talking about halberd, just eating.

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