Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God
Three hundred and tenth chapter: just to pull hatred
early morning.
Yuanyue Teaching Area.
As soon as a group of people in Jixingliao got off the school bus, they heard the students running and telling each other, talking about something.
Vaguely, Tian Suohui and Morita Maki heard the students mention Lecturer Xia more than once.There is only one Xia lecturer in Yuanyue School, and it is already obvious who it is.
"Isn't today Monday?"
Xingping Chuangzhen put his hands in his trouser pockets, wondering.
On Saturdays the first two days, Xia Yu came to Yuanyue for class as usual, and even gathered a dozen outstanding students for individual tutoring. Xingping Chuangzhen was one of them. In that class, he got the cooking works he took out. Xingping Chuangzhen clearly remembers the excitement now.
"Look, look quickly"
Daigo Aoki and Shoji Sato flew back from the newsstand in the teaching area, panting, and both of them held a wrinkled gourmet magazine in their hands.
Sato, with blond hair, pointed to the cover of the magazine, and gasped: "Xia, Xia Lecturer!"
"what?"
At first, Tiansuohui, Sakura Ryoko, Morita Maki, and Yoshino Yuuhime were still very confused, but when they looked closely, when they saw the cover of the magazine, they all lost their voices and could not speak for a long time.
The cover is a vigorous teenager.
He wears the same cooking clothes he used when working in the Xia’s kitchen, and he didn’t wear a kitchen hat. He holds a knife in one hand and a spatula in the other. It has to be said that the photographer is skilled and matched with a spotless kitchen background. The cover pictures are very impressive.
Under the cover is a row of introduction text:
"Xia Yu, sixteen years old, is the youngest'quasi-special chef' certified by IGO."
"Yuanyue Distinguished Guest Lecturer."
"Become the manager and chef of Xia's restaurant."
Of course, "Taste Weekly" is also unavoidable. In addition to the small print, the cover picture also reads the red caption of Dou Da:
"The youngest super celebrity chef in neon local history!"
Hey, it's history!
Look at the picture, and then look at the title. Tian Suohui, Ryoko Sakura, Maki Morita, and others are all shocked.
Although Tian Suohui, Morita Maki, and Yuping Chuangzhen have witnessed the process of Xia Yu passing the Chiyo assessment, at this moment, they can't help feeling a little frivolous and absurd, "This, this kind of title, that's the one!"
Morita Maki said worriedly.
Tian Suohui's face wrinkled again, tense, holding both hands and muttering: "I'm afraid it will arouse hostility from other chefs."
"It's not that I'm afraid, it's for sure!"
Xingping Chuangzhen took his hands out of his trouser pockets, clenched them, yelled ah, and said, "Seeing this title, my blood boils. Is it the youngest super chef in neon history? I want to skip class and rush now. In the shopping street, have a good halberd meal with that guy! If I defeat him, would I be more powerful than a bit-class celebrity chef!"
His eyes flashed with a thick flame of fighting spirit.
"Hey, Xingping, how many times have you lost, and you still have to challenge Lecturer Xia?" Yoshino Yuuki rolled her eyes and complained.
"This time is different!"
Xingping Chuangzhen clenched his fists, his body trembling with excitement.
"If I had a chance to beat him once, all the auras on him would belong to me!" Xingping Chuangzhen said, "It is the most challenging to defeat the strong with the weak, right!!"
A group of people were choked, feeling helpless for Xingping Chuangzhen's unbeatable Xiaoqiang character.
"Xingping seems to be right..."
Marui Zenji pushed his glasses frame, his face solemn, and thought: "For those who have similar challenges, it must be more than Xinghei. This kind of title is a hatred!"
With that said, Marui Zenji was strange.
"It seems that Taste Weekly has always followed the kingly genre. It has never been a headline party?" he asked.
"Uh……"
"How do I think this is an exclusive interview with "The Food Review"." Yuuhime Yoshino complained again. When it came to "The Food Review," her face was clearly disgusted.
This gourmet media has always had a poor reputation in Yuanyue School. Not only students, but teachers, professors, and even the board of directors are full of hostility to the "Food Review."
Tian Suohui said suddenly: "I think Lecturer Xia ordered the magazine to do this."
Hearing that, everyone in Jixingliao looked at him intently.
With her head down, Tian Suohui thought she had said something wrong, so she was speechless.
Then everyone looked at Maki Morita.
"Maki, what do you think?" Yoshino Yuuhime hugged Morita Maki from behind and asked with a smile.
"It's really like his style..." Morita Maki thought of his first coming to Yuanyue, so he named him and challenged Si Yingshi, and then had a meal with five-star chef Lancelot, etc. It happened in the past two months. There are a lot of things, seeing the micro-knowledge, not to mention the so many incidents, everyone can see that Xia Yu is actually very bold, or crazy.
"I guess the food industry will be rioting for a while."
Yoshino Yuuhime had a gloating tone.
...
Same in Yuanyue, Nagiri's family house.
A housekeeper put today's latest magazine on the low table in Chaliao.
"Master Nagiri, this is the latest issue of Taste Weekly," the old butler said.
Nageri Senzaemon knelt down at the tea table. His breakfast was very rich, but it looked simple and light. Six or seven dishes and bowls were on the table. In addition to collocation of fruits and vegetables, there was also a bowl of fragrant rice. Serve the miso soup.Rich marriage contract, uncle's little cute wife
In addition, there are fried fish, tofu, eggs and other sweet and cooked seafood.
Because neon seafood is rich, there are undoubtedly a lot of marine fish, shrimp, shellfish and other aquatic products in the neon people’s diet. In addition to rice, the classic Japanese breakfast is also intended to be paired with a variety of side dishes. These side dishes are small, but better It is exquisite and eliminates waste, while allowing people to take in more nutrition.
Reading the newspaper for breakfast is the custom of Nagiri Senzaemon.
Except for the local weekly "Taste Weekly", most other newspapers and magazines are foreign.
"Ok?"
Glancing at the cover of Today's magazine, Nagiri Senzaemon's thick white eyebrows suddenly picked up, and the scar on his right eye became more hideous due to muscle movement.
Exuding surprise, put down his chopsticks, Nakiri Senzaemon's gaze paused on the energetic young man on the cover. After watching for a long time, he showed a deep smile and said: "...Is this the youngest super chef in neon local history? ?"
IGO institutions have such a principle.
In which country the chef is registered, the chef belongs to which region.
In the eyes of IGO institutions, chefs have no nationality, only the division of regions, and Neon inherited the very classic title of eleven districts.
Therefore, the IGO Neon Department is also called the eleventh division within IGO, and Masato Kamahara is the head of the eleventh division.
Not thinking about eating breakfast, Nakiri Senzaemon opened the magazine.
Not surprisingly, the first few pages are all interview topics.
After taking a few glances, it seemed that he had seen something incredible. The pupils of General Yuanyue shrank slightly, and he remained silent for a while before calling out the housekeeper who was standing by.
"Turn on the TV and jump to the "Taste Weekly" column..."
The butler did what he said.
Soon, the big TV hanging on the wall of the tea liao heard the pleasant voice of the hostess.
The program just went to the interview stage, only to see a teenager, and the familiar Yuki Watanabe, sitting on the sofa facing the camera, the two asked and answered the questions smoothly.
"Excuse me, Chef Xia, what do you think of the recent negative news in the restaurant?"
Question by Yuki Watanabe on TV.
"Can I speak bad words..."
Then came a string of swear words. The old housekeeper, obviously proficient in Chinese, repeated it in astonishment: "I bought a watch last year...Is this an swear word?"
"I'm not targeting anyone, what I want to say is..."
Suddenly stopped.
The old butler looked at Nagiri Senzaemon with a very awkward expression.(.)