Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

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"The eleventh trainee, Natsuki Shanmoto!"

At the entrance of the main hall, the Ice Cube Face Miko cast an indifferent look.

"It's me! It's me!"

Shanben Xiashu was amnesty, and immediately got up and ran into the main hall.

Humph.

Kamijou Mami retracted her phone and knelt down on her cushion. She glanced over Xia Yu, who was calm from start to finish, and she liked it in her heart.

"Xia Yu-kun, you don't have to be discouraged if you are late in the ranking this time." Kamijou Mami curbed her anger, and looked kind at him.

"As for me, I have participated in at least ten seminars in the past few years. I have accumulated enough to have enough self-confidence this time. And you are still very young. If you can pass the assessment before the age of twenty, it is already rare. Young super chef."

She emphasized the word "young".

"In this seminar, you and Shanben Xiashu are the youngest. Others, such as me, are not thirty years old or older."

Kamijou Mami didn't care about exposing the trivial matter of her own age, a very hearty woman.

"Thank you."

Xia Yu could hear it, this was sincere.

"However, I don't want to wait until I'm twenty years old. I want to be'qualified' this time!" He changed his words quickly.

Blink.

Kamijou Mami was astonished, and shook her head and said, "You'll know when you get in. Mother-in-law, that is a perfect taster. As long as your cooking has flaws, she can eat them and point them out one by one. "

"There have long been rumors in the neon food world that the thousand-generation mother-in-law actually has a'tongue of god', but some people say that it is the talent of'super olfactory','super tactile' or'super hearing'. Who knows the real situation?"

Kamijou Asami opened her hands.

"It's said, but it's just said that the'Lin' chefs above the special class often come to the shrine to ask for the advice of Chi-dai mother-in-law." Kamijou Mami threw a heavy news.

Chef Lin is respectful to the owner of the shrine?

Xia Yu immediately began to reverie.

There was a lot of discussion in the courtyard.

Shanben Natsuki and Xia Yu are the youngest trainees, so they have received widespread attention.

"That person is so young!" Xingping Chuangzhen pointed to the back of Shanben Natsuki, "Although he is an adult, he must be younger than Chef Sinomiya and Chef Qian!"

Nagiri Erina was also deeply shocked.

Such a young trainer?

However, when she glanced at Xia Yu who was sitting still, she suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Hey hey, there is another high school student here!

"Shanmoto Natsuki, 22 years old, from Shilin Temple!" This time, Ryoko Rina voluntarily explained, "He is the younger brother brought up by Lecturer Aoki, and he is highly valued by the senior leaders of Shilin Temple!"

"It turns out to be a disciple of Shilin Temple!" Erina was stunned.

Unlike Yuanyue Taoli who are all over the world, Shilin Temple does not openly recruit disciples from the society at all, and no one knows their standards for accepting disciples.

In short, each generation of Shilin Temple students is very rare. The previous generation, the Qingmu Sect Tai generation, had only three people, while this generation is said to be five people. The other four people have not yet appeared and are very mysterious.

Even the trainees were whispering about Natsuki Shanben.

"Will the mother-in-law give high marks for his kind of cooking?"

South Korean chef Park Seheng has a bitter face, as if he has suffered from the sorrowful loss of Shanben's "dark cuisine".

"Cooking skills are qualified."

"Can mother-in-law accept it."

Shinji Takei said solemnly.

"In all previous seminars, are there any trainees who have been given low marks for'innovation'?" Hase Ichiro opened his eyes and said slowly.

Innovation?

Xia Yu was amused at the audition, what innovation is obviously a wonderful work!

A strange person, with a strange cooking style.It's a pity that such talents don't go to the dark cooking world to create a bloody storm.

...

In the gloomy hall.

An old woman in a witch costume sits under the tablet of the predecessors of the Chiyo Shrine. There are two lanterns in the room. There are no modern lamps and the light is dim.

"Mother-in-law!"

Shanben Natsuki respectfully placed the ingredient box on the small table in front of the old woman and opened the lid.

In an instant, a unique taste of food permeated.

The old woman's almost bald eyebrows moved imperceptibly, "The main ingredients are fish and eggs?"

There was a hint of clarity in her turbid eyes. She fixed her eyes on the poorly-selling "Norwegian herring oil crispbread" in the food box. After a few seconds, she looked up at Shan Benxiashu.

"It is interesting……"

The mother-in-law of the thousand generations has a long voice, as if coming from the horizon.

Shanmoto Natsuki showed joy in his eyes and moved agilely. Using a sharp knife, he cut the pizza-like dough into small pieces, and put a certain shortbread into a small white plate prepared.

The witch with an ice cube face took the small dish and gently delivered it to the old woman.

Under the gaze of Shanben Natsuki, the mother-in-law Qiandai firmly held a shiny fork, pricked the dough, and slowly took a bite.

"Ok?!"

The heavily wrinkled face immediately glowed with a little red light.

The old woman continued to eat, with a good appetite. She obviously chewed slowly, but the dough on the fork was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Upon seeing this, Shanben Xiashu felt strange.

In the past few days, he has continued to improve the "Norwegian herring crispy pasta". When mixing the noodles, he used special spicy spices and eggs. It was logically exploded, but the old woman’s reaction to his cooking was just his face. Shine slightly.

"It shouldn't be!"

Yuimoto Natsuki murmured in his heart, "Why do the tasters react so plainly to'explosive' dishes?"

The hall is silent.

After a long while, the old woman said slowly: "Your cooking is excellent. At least at your age, it is really rare. I will give you 75 points!"

"Huh, 75?"

Shanben Natsuki looked disappointed.

too low.

Now the third-ranked score is 80 points. His 75-point cooking is definitely an upper-middle level among the twelve trainees, and it is not at the bottom.

But Shanben Natsuki came in pursuit of'qualification'.He is very dissatisfied!

"Mother-in-law..." Shanben Xiashu's lips moved, "Can you tell me why?"

As soon as he spoke, he felt that the old woman's eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, fell on him.

"fish!"

The old woman said quietly: "Herring is the best match for your dish, but your processing of the herring is far from enough. The taste of herring has not yet melted into the cooking, so when you try to eat it, you have to tear off a piece. Only by mixing fish and meat can you have that kind of "explosive" taste!"

The whole person was shocked.

A single word can shed light on what has been troublesome for him for several days.

Shanben Xiashu mumbled: "But what else can herring do?"

"Smoked herring, it's just suitable, it's not the best or perfect!" At this moment, Shanben Natsuki felt a strange smile in the old man's eyes, "What do you think of canned herring?"

"Please do not--"

Hearing the name of the terrible biochemical food, Shanben Xiashu's face turned green, and she waved her hand and said, "I have tried it too, but I smell that taste... I really can't concentrate on cooking!"

"Go try it."

"Other places, there is nothing to say, I look forward to you next time you present me a real'explosive' dish!"

After all, the mother-in-law of the thousand generations closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep, her breathing was weak.

Shanben Xiashu had no choice but to leave with the ice face witch.

"Out!"

The moment I crossed the threshold of the main hall, the sound of discussion poured into my ears.Shanben Xiashu put his hands in his trouser pockets, danglingly, returned to his cushion and knelt down.

"Cut, I became cannon fodder too."

Shanben Xia Shu glanced at Xia Yu, and said with a cannon fodder look: "It's yours! Come on!"

Xia Yu got up and cast his eyes on the notice board. Seeing the witch hung up the sign of Xia Shu, she read the score of "seventy-five" in her heart and nodded silently.

The moment he got up, the courtyard was quiet, and countless lights fell behind.(To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.