Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God
Chapter 247: The Illusion of Flame
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"Wow, it's served!"
Seeing Erina put the steamer on the table, Ren Xue, who had just arrived, was the most excited.
"Take a picture!"
She left her seat, took a few pictures with her mobile phone, and then wondered, "No, is there any dish that needs a steamer for today's menu?"
Suspecting that she had remembered it wrong, Ren Xue turned to look at her boyfriend.
"Is it useful for steamer dishes?" she asked.
Mizutani thought hard and shook his head for a moment: "No."
"determine?"
"Sure!" A hint of help flashed in Mizutani's eyes.
Ren Xue immediately turned to stare at Erina, and said dissatisfied: "What's the matter, there are new dishes, is it not displayed on the website menu?"
Nagiri Erina laughed and said, "I'm sorry, this is a dish that is not publicly sold."
"What do you mean?"
Ren Xue was puzzled, but was squeezed away.
Lancelot, one meter and eight heads, easily squeezed the small and exquisite Ren Xue away.
"Professor, Chef Cao!" Lancelot bowed slightly, and handed two pairs of chopsticks to Cao Chun and Smith who followed him.
Lancelot turned around, planning to uncover a steamer.
"Let me do it--"
Smith stopped him.
Lancelot's arm stiffened, and he retracted it unwillingly.
Ren Xue opened her mouth and wanted to ask, but Smith didn't get muddled, grabbed the lid of the steamer steadily, and opened it!
"call--"
The heat waves are rolling, and the steam is gushing out!
The field of vision was vast, but suddenly, the flame covered the looming steamer.
"Miss, fire!"
Ren Xue exclaimed, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, ah, her palms overlapped, her mouth was tightly covered, her eyes flashed with an incredible color.
She remembered what kind of dish it was!
and……
Carefully glanced at the stunned Lancelot, Ren Xue muttered in her heart, and withdrew two or three steps, "No wonder this guy is so familiar... is actually Ayu's previous halberd opponent!"
On the day of eating the halberd, Ren Xue was there and witnessed the birth of "Flame Tornado Shark's Fin Sausage".
At that time she suddenly had a small dream--
Try this dish!
"flame!"
Although Cao Chun and Smith were shocked, they didn't get confused.
The smoke quickly dissipated, and the light disappeared.
"artwork!"
When he fixed his eyes on the five shark fin sausages placed randomly in the steamer, Cao Chun couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"
He trembled, holding chopsticks and holding a shark fin sausage, placed it under his eyes, his pupils seemed to be reflected in a fiery red color, and he secretly said in amazement, "No wonder Lancelot was defeated!"
This is the second time that Cao Chun felt Lancelot's defeat.
Not that it is not strong, but the opponent is too strong!
"Everyone talks about Chinese cuisine, paying attention to color, fragrance, taste, shape, meaning, and nurturing. In my opinion, perfect'color' and'shape', etc., and'scent', but that's all!"
Cao Chun said slowly.
Color, the color of the dish.
Shape, namely the shape and the decoration of the plate.
Fragrance is the taste of cooking.
'Flame Tornado Shark's Fin Sausage' is perfect without extra decoration. Cao Chun was intoxicated after taking a deep sip of the fragrance that had just come out of the cage.
When Lancelot saw this, he also quietly took a breath of the aroma that came out of his nose, and then secretly said: "There is no burning sensation of the last time you burned your nose, isn't it, this time the finished product is not as good as the last time made on the halberd Did it come out?"
He was very angry and conflicted.
On the one hand, I hope that Xia Yu will fail and make poor-quality dishes, allowing Professor Smith to find loopholes that can be targeted.
On the other hand, Lancelot wanted to taste the perfect shark fin sausage, otherwise, under such a perfect coat, the taste is flawed, wouldn't it be regrettable?
"Crack"
Smith was the first to take an oral test.
The moment his teeth were bitten, his body shook suddenly, as if he had been in a big car accident, his blood surged, his eyes were stunned, and he was clinging to his teeth, and something in his mouth was about to break out of the door.
After a long while, the heavy snort eased slightly.
The apple rolls and swallows the food.Smith lowered his head and stared at the half of the shark's fin intestines on the chopsticks, and muttered: "This kind of violence with flames... is too direct!"
The gloomy tone, I don't know whether it is praise or demeanor.
Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and glanced at the busy young man in the kitchen. Smith put on an expression of death, and slowly opened his mouth to eat half of the shark's fin intestine.
"boom"
At this moment, the lava erupted like a fountain in Smith's field of vision!
The shop turned into a sea of red lava, Smith's pupils tightened, he saw Cao Chun and Lancelot being ruthlessly swallowed by the lava waves, turning into a few wisps of smoke and disappearing into the world, leaving no trace.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
With a deep smile, on the ceiling of the shop, a Yanling's head came down. Its eyes were so empty, burning with two white flames.
Smith heard its cold whisper:
"Burn it, burn in this flame that can swallow everything, and become a part of this world!"
"Get out of—"
Smith roared coldly, smashing the flame evil spirit with a punch, but more violent laughter appeared, and the ceiling became dense honeycombs. Every white whirlpool's opening came out with a burning slogan. Yan Ling.
Struggling in vain.
The will of the super chef is not so easy to disintegrate!
boom!boom!boom!
With one punch after another, Smith looked crazy.
"come--"
Sweat soaked the whole body, and the original neat suit was loose.Smith pulled off his tie, took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned most of his shirt, just like a boxer, jumping from side to side with sharp eyes.
Suddenly, the grinning laughter echoing in the shop turned into a soft, playful low laugh.
Snapped!
I faintly heard the sound of breaking, and there were ripples in the field of vision.
The small shop is still that small shop.
In the evening, although the fire clouds on the horizon are brilliant, they are far from the red clouds in the flame world.
Smith was stunned.
Beside him, Lancelot was panting and sitting on the ground with a face full of shock and uncertainty.
"Go, saved?!" Lancelot yelled.
As for Cao Chun, it’s just strange that when he went to a world of flames to appreciate the magnificent scenery there, he didn’t encounter any flame spirits, lava evil spirits, so when he returned to his senses, he saw Smith and Lancelot who were extremely embarrassed. , I felt surprised.
"call--"
In the corner of the store, Ren Xue and Mizutani who hid here looked at each other with a sigh of relief.
The two men suddenly went crazy and performed martial arts scenes in the cramped storefront. If Erina hadn't stopped them, they would have called the police with their phones.
"Hey, wake up!"
Kicked Lancelot on the ground lightly with his foot.
The blond young man raised his head in a daze, facing the eyes of the "God Tongue" that looked down like a queen, his dull face quickly climbed into blood, his eyes became agile and came back to life.
Gu Lu turned over and got up.
Lancelot went to look at the steaming shark's fin intestines in the steamer, his horrified eyes looked like he was looking at snake poison.
"What happened?"
Cao Chun asked puzzledly.
"go--"
Smith didn't explain, he hurriedly picked up the suit jacket that was on the ground, and ran away from Xia's shop in a hurry.
Lancelot followed.
As soon as we leave the shop, fresh air comes oncoming.
The two hurried out twenty to thirty meters away, Lancelot bent over and panted violently, Smith leaned under the street lamp, his expression gloomy.
"Did you just lose to that kind of dish?" Smith said lowly.
"No, it's not the last dish!"
Lancelot shook his head sharply and said: "The dishes he brought out this time seem to be...evolved!" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.