Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Even the prepared breakfast is a bit more delicious than you can imagine.

Especially eating lunch at school, pay attention to convenience.This is also the reason why fried noodles and bread have become popular in neon local schools. You don’t need to go to the canteen to borrow a microwave to warm the food, and you can still eat physically and mentally. A leisurely life seems like this.At least Xia Yu felt that her appetite as a foodie was satisfied.

"Um, that, Xia Yujun, can we exchange a piece of bread?"

Nishimura asked, swallowing.

"Exchange?" Xia Yu glanced at the store fried noodle bread in his hand, then looked at his own, amused inside.

In the school store, such a bag is limited to the fried noodles and bread that is guaranteed on the day. There are two prices, one is 130 yen, and the other is 150 yen. The price is very cheap.For 150 yen, the bread is better baked, and the fried noodles and sauce are a little bit more.What Hideki Nishimura snatched back from the store was two bags of 150 yen bread.

With milk, a lunch is around 400 yen.

"May I?"

I wanted to refuse, but Hideki Nishimura almost apologized, folded his palms, pleaded all over his face, even stained the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of hungry.

Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "I don't have to change it. I eat one less, and two are barely full."

With that, he motioned to Hideki Nishimura to take the bread by himself.

"Thanks, thank you!"

Hideki Nishimura was grateful, and, like a treasure, rolled up a piece of fried noodle bread with a piece of seaweed. He just held it in his hand and swish, but his other hand quickly reached out and snatched the bread.

"What kind of bread is this?" A boy with yellow hair and earrings, full of bad breath, stared at the bread in his hand, his apple trembling.

"Hey—" Hideki Nishimura stood up anxiously, "Give it back to me!"

"Tell me first, is this the new bread from the school store?" The yellow-haired boy looked hungry, sniffing the scent of the bread, his stomach grunted and protested, "I just came back from the store, why didn't I see this? Plant bread..."

"Seliang, give him the bread!" Xia Yu knew this yellow-haired boy, Seliang Yuya, don't be fooled by his bad appearance, he is actually a very funny guy.

"Cut! Another class with you this year!"

Hearing this, Se Liangyu also curled his lips and stretched out his hands in front of Hideki Nishimura, ready to return the bread to him, but suddenly shrank back, his face full of entanglement, "I will buy it!"

Find a 500 denomination coin from his pocket and pat it on the desk of Hideki Nishimura.

"No! Not for sale!" Hideki Nishimura shouted.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel over a piece of lunch bread, Sera Yuya and Nishimura Hideki were quiet.The bread that was originally in the hands of Sera Yuya appeared in the hands of the third boy who was tall and straight.

Serayu dissatisfied yelled, "Sakamoto, what are you doing?!"

Hideki Nishimura scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

He is a transfer student, and in this class, more than half of the students have entered the middle school affiliated to Baiou.This guy named Sakamoto is not only the representative of the freshmen at the opening ceremony, but also the class teacher Yui Saito appointed as the representative of various subjects in the morning class this morning.In a word, if the boss can hide, don't provoke him.

A boy with black-rimmed glasses, a black uniform and sharp eyes is naturally the boss of Sakamoto.

At this moment, the eyes of the whole class were attracted. Sakamoto calmly pushed his black-framed glasses, staring at the fried noodle bread on his left hand, and said coolly for a long while, "Is this the new bread of the store?"

Attracted by the rich taste, Sakamoto approached the fried noodle bread, and said without anyone else:

"This French bread,

"Ok?!"

"It's not Japanese style fried noodles, it uses bean sprouts, eggs, cabbage and ham..."

The stir-fried noodles were golden yellow, and the fried noodles shimmering with oily light reflected in the eyes.

After watching quietly for a few seconds, Sakamoto suddenly opened his mouth, took a small bite of bread, chewed, and his expression became brilliant, and the remaining bread was wiped out by him at an incredible speed.

"Sakamoto-kun?" The girls were puzzled, watching Sakamoto walk back to his seat without saying a word.

Sakamoto took off his uniform jacket and threw the jacket on his chair. He wore only a white shirt on his upper body, making him more upright and handsome.

"Ho—"

"Ho—"

Unexplained screams from his mouth, a strange sweat loomed on Sakamoto's forehead, right next to his table, like a boxer, jumping back and forth, exercising vigorously.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing, Sakamoto!" Sera Yu was also robbed of bread, very upset.

"Extinguishing!"

Sakamoto is still using his secret technique "repeated sidestep jumping".Xia Yu smiled inwardly as she watched.

"Fire?" Everyone in the classroom puzzled.

"Yes, put out the fire!"

"There is a fire hidden in my body. I must exercise to dissipate the heat of the fire!" Sakamoto jumped and said. He opened the aura, even if he behaved in full of shame in the classroom under the eyes of everyone In the eyes of other people, this guy is still so cool.

"What the hell!"

Se Liangyu also listened blankly.

"Bread, there is flame in the bread!"

Hearing that, a group of people's foreheads are full of question marks.

For nearly ten minutes, Sakamoto stopped, spit out a sigh of heat, and a trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, silently put on his uniform jacket, and returned to the last row of the classroom by the window.

"Xia Yu-kun, why does this kind of bread hide flames?" Sakamoto asked in a low, cool tone.

"Because the fried noodles are stir-fried in a wok." Xia Yu was a bit speechless and said casually when a group of people were watching. "Moreover, when the fried noodles are stir-fried, a little special spices are added. Are you? Feel a bit spicy?"

Sakamoto nodded, "Yes!"

"Don't mention the French bread wrapped in fried noodles. Those fried noodles are not Japanese style, right?"

"Of course, that kind of fried noodles are Chinese Sansi fried noodles!"

boom!Sakamoto suddenly lowered his body, put his hands on Xia Yu's table, and stared at him with scorching eyes, "Tell me, Xia Yu-kun, which handmade noodle shop did you buy from outside?"

Xia Yu removed the chair and kept a distance of at least one meter from the fellow Sakamoto.

"how to say……"

"I get it!" When Xia Yu didn't answer, Sakamoto suddenly turned around, returned to his seat, sat down tightly, and took out an extracurricular book, reading during the lunch break, and turned into a quiet literary beauty.

The change is too fast, but this is the boss of Sakamoto.

"Guru~"

Seeing the only bread left in the lunch box, Hideki Nishimura and Yoshihiro Se also swallowed.

Other boys and girls also paid attention, and many people couldn't look away.

This scene made Xia Yu quite helpless.

Food, pay attention to color, fragrance, taste, shape and meaning.

Color is the color of food, fragrance is fragrance, shape is shape and appearance, and it also includes plate decoration.For example, the French bread and fried noodles used in fried noodle bread, in order not to be noticeable, he can't deliberately cook the food badly, it looks ugly!

Doesn't this violate the most basic principle of being a chef?

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