Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The aroma, like substance, constantly escaping from the basin on the kitchen counter.

The white breath, like a dense cobweb, spread from the top of the young chef's head, and soon enveloped the entire venue.

The audience was very cooperative and lost their souls one by one.

From Bernard's perspective, this is simply a large-scale magical charm spell, incredible.

"Ok?!"

A scent of scent happened to pass through the end of his nose. Bernard accidentally sniffed, and the whole person was stunned. He murmured in a trembling voice: "Why the smell of blood sausage... so strange?"

He couldn't help taking a breath, and his body became lighter.

This high-achieving student of the French restaurant, lowered his head, his shoulders shook, obviously suppressing something.

The guest seat, a solemn atmosphere.

"A familiar spice match!"

Yu Hong, the leader of the Yangquan Restaurant participating team, had left his chair and stood up.

Just smelling the smell, Chef Lin faintly felt that a door was loosening, banging, banging, and the ancient bronze door kept trembling. This sound echoed in his heart, attracted Yu Hong, and made him have a long-lost exploration. desire.

"Master Yu, Master Yu..."

The call of the disciple nearby made Chef Lin regained his senses. He laughed, shook his head and sat down, and whispered regretfully: "If I were a judge, I would have a good meal. What a pity, what a pity!"

"There are still 20 minutes before the end!"

Chiyo Aichi’s reminder finally broke the weird atmosphere on site.

Time is tight.

Xia Yu had washed her hands, touched the temperature of the blood sausage, and used kitchen paper to absorb the remaining water, then turned on the fire, set a pan, drizzled it with oil, and simply fry it before serving.

A fried blood sausage is laid out first, and another unfried blood sausage is chopped into neat slices with a knife, and then lay along the plate.

Finally, adjust a dish of sour sauce.

Just peel the garlic and mince it, add some soy sauce and vinegar to serve it.

"The cooking is complete!"

When Xia Yu put the lid on and prepared to serve, the system suddenly popped up a prompt:

"The cooking is 95% complete."

"The new recipe has been recorded, please name it."

He didn't think much, now he has no time to take care of the system, and he has time for naming when he wins.Xia Yu cast a glance at the opposite side of the stage when he finished the reel, and then was slightly surprised.

Click.

With no expression on his face, Bernard turned on the oven and took out a plate of 5 baked apples.

Put 5 plates on different plates, so Bernard's cooking is also completed, the two eyes meet across the stage, and each other can clearly see the look in each other's eyes.

"clang--"

The golden gong rang, and the last second happened to pass by.

The judging table placed two different plates of black blood sausage at the same time. One plate was served by Bernard. There were freshly baked apples. The fruit flavor escaped, and it had a light wine aroma, which was appetizing. .

The other is Xia Yu's. There is no roasted apples, only blood sausage, but one is fried and the other is boiled and sliced.

The lens gives a long close-up of the dishes.

Bernard looked ugly.

He is afraid of contrast in everything. His presentation is already exquisite. The sauce is drizzled on the sauteed blood sausage and roasted apples. The color is bright. The camera looks like a carefully repaired food picture. The audience is amazed. sound.

However, the next moment, the camera moved to the next plate, Xia Yu smiled slightly and opened the lid!

"Wow—"

Dead still.

Don't look directly at the sudden bright light, and the five judges were dumbfounded in the light.

After two seconds, the light dissipated, and the blood sausage on the plate, just like the'blood of a cow, pig and bird' at the beginning, shimmered with a mysterious luster, red, like uncooked, but raging out. Luzhou, tell the judges and the audience that this dish has been completed.

Bernard's plate, in contrast with the "color" of such a visually striking food, immediately fell into the world.

"The shape and color are all blown up!"

This is the voice of the audience.

Nagiri Erina didn't know when to put down the overlapping legs, sat up straight, and didn't gritt his teeth with an irritable look. Her eyes were blurred and staring at the screen above the stadium, with clear writing in her eyes. Looking forward to:

"His food is still so beautiful!" Erina said in a low voice, her mood suddenly calmed down. After meeting her father, her uneasy heart, after seeing her familiar cooking style, took root inexplicably.

Maybe she can really beat her father.

Erina actually wanted to completely wipe out the shadow that her father had imposed on her, but she couldn't do it herself.

"cough!"

The staff handed over the microphone, Xia Yu coughed into the microphone, glanced at Bernard blankly, and said, "I will start with my dishes, right?"

Bernard gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you come first!"

Xia Yu turned her head and met the eyes of the five judges.

"Everyone, please use—"

He said.

The second-to-last female judge with long lint-colored wavy hair stared at him badly and said every word: "Xia Yu contestant, I don't agree with your dishes! Let alone your cooking skills!"

She had a personal nameplate in front of her: the famous gourmet, Melissa.

Venue fryer.

The audience did not expect that the first sentence of the review was so unrelenting.

Behind, Bernard clenched his fists and looked excited: "I haven't lost yet!"

Xia Yu just frowned slightly, "Why?"

"Because you have nothing of your own!" Melissa showed her disdain on her face, and she ridiculed her words mercilessly. "I heard that you are the youngest and most talented super chef on the neon side, but you Why don’t you come up with your own recipes? Imitate? Hehe, on the stage of such an international competition, you are really brave. No judges will approve of imitated works. The more serious situation now is, I doubt how you passed the special assessment... …"

Melissa successfully brought the rhythm, and the scene immediately echoed.

"Yes, imitation is inherently wrong! It is said that in the Kitchenware Competition, such a disqualified chef is not allowed!"

"Get off!"

An angry shout.

Xia Yu put a smile away and gave a glimpse of the place with the loudest voice. He saw that it was the waiting area of ​​the French Academy. However, it was not the clamor of the participating group, but a group of students with the group. It is estimated that they came to observe and study and travel. All were filled with indignation.

"I said, don't talk nonsense, you are the judge, try it first!" Xia Yu said to the sharp-spoken female judge.

"Try it?"

"Ah!"

Melissa fell back with her arms folded and leaned back in the chair, coldly raising her face and nose to him, "I, no, eat!"

Blue veins on his forehead violently.

Day!

Before everyone could react, Xia Yu actually went directly over the judging seat, stood beside Melissa’s chair, picked up a small silver fork, and forked two slices of boiled blood sausage, "Come, eat. Right!"

He lowered his face and said, handing the fork to the mouth of the female judge.

"Don't eat!"

"eat!"

"No!"

"You know after eating!"

This hilarious scene is not in line with the atmosphere of the international competition. It made the audience laugh, and soon it was a burst of laughter.

But people then dropped their eyes.

The funny scene did not continue. Melissa suddenly let go and swallowed the blood sausage on the fork.

The color of anger and irritation disappeared on her beautiful face after devouring food and chewing a little bit. The famous porn star and gourmet, his eyes sprayed with thick surprise and greed, "Eat, eat!"

Before Xia Yu could speak, she grabbed the fork, immersed her head on the plate, gobbled it down, and became a gluttonous person.

The four judges looked at each other.

"Everyone, please taste—"

Xia Yu retreated, returned to the original position, and bowed slightly.

Hesitating, the four reviewers tried to eat one after another, and this is the real tasting link.