Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"Actually, it's not a spice."

Xia Yu said calmly.

"Not spice? What is that?" India's Obasan judge asked.

"and many more!"

So, under the camera, Xia Yu started to return to her workbench, took a box of unsealed grease, and placed it on the judging seat.

"this is……"

Indian Obama got up in the sauna, sniffed his nose, his eyes showed a hint of shock, "This is the balsamic oil of cattle, pigs and birds!"

"Balsam oil?"

The other four judges stood up and put their fingers in the box one after another, used their nails to buckle some oil and grease out, put them under the nose and sniffed them, and then each looked strange and stopped talking.

The audience suddenly realized.

They suddenly remembered the previous scene where Xia Yu asked Chiyo Aichi for materials. Was it just such a box of grease?

"impossible!"

A voice broke the strange atmosphere of the jury.

Bernard clenched his fists, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "The balsamic oil of cows, pigs and birds is too heavy. This oil is condensed from the fat of'the meat of cows, pigs and birds', but it is also Just like this, there is not only a strong smell of lard, but also butter, and even the smell and smell of bird oil..."

The player wore a microphone, and his words naturally spread throughout the stadium and to thousands of households.

"That's right, compared to its milk, its blood, its bones, and flesh, it is a complete waste. It is very worthwhile to use it in the cooking of high-end dishes without authorization. responsible!"

In the guest seat, a participating chef stood up and said loudly.

These words made many special chefs nod their heads.

'Niu Zhuniao' is full of treasures, but precisely because its meat is too rich in taste, the meat can be divided, but the condensed animal fat is not easy to handle.

Hearing the sound, even if Dojima Gin was stunned, he hesitated and said: "...The balsamic oil of cows, pigs and birds is used for cooking, really there is no smell?"

There is a hint of doubt in his language.

Nagari Zongwei and Nagari Onora looked at each other.

Zhu Qing's eyes were the young man firmly locked on the stage, and he never left for a second.

She found out that her good nephew really likes to do things.

However, the smile on the corners of his lips also reflected how much Zhu Qing admired and satisfied with this nephew.

"There are no useless ingredients, only waste chefs!" She smiled low, and Erina Nakiri's complexion shook next to her, and she cast a startled look at Chef Alien.

Zhu Qing just blinked, "Isn't it?"

"There are no useless ingredients, only waste cooks!"

Xia Yuzui spoke lightly to the microphone in response to the suspicion of the venue.

Chiyo Aichi covered his mouth in a daze, but he didn't expect that Xia Yu would just go back like this, and in a moment he drew even more intense shouts.

"boom!"

Melissa slammed the table and shouted, "We are the judges!!"

"Without tasting, there is no right to speak! Shut up!"

The previous Indian Obasan judge nodded in agreement and said coldly: "I agree with Xia Yu's words that there are no useless ingredients. Today, he used a real example to tell me that'Bovine Pig and Bird Balsam Oil' can be used The cooking of high-end dishes!"

"Miscellaneous smells can be concealed or eliminated!"

The judge said every word.

"agree!"

The second handsome middle-aged judge from the United States cleared his throat and said: "Please allow me to use my singing voice to praise contestant Xia Yu's dishes. Unexpectedly, the first show of the competition will give birth to such classic dishes..."

"Noyce, shut up!"

The first humpbacked old man scolded, "The tasting session is limited to 15 minutes, now 10 minutes have passed, and then we have to taste the dishes of the Bernard player!"

This old man seems to be the field control.

Chiyo Aichi secretly squeezed his sweat and quickly said: "Yes, judges, please express your views on Bernard's dishes."

"view?"

Upon hearing this, the judge picked up the silvery fork and looked down at another plate of French classic food'Roasted Apple with Black Blood Sausage', but with a similarly indifferent expression.

Including the old man with a hump back, he didn't think much about putting a fork.

"I do not want to eat!"

Melissa simply said, and she obviously knew Bernard and gave him a glimpse, "Now I just want to look back, eating other foods is a blasphemous classic... sorry!"

Bernard was shocked.

With Melissa taking the lead, the other four judges were vaguely relieved.

"Taste it, my black blood sausage!" Bernard didn't believe it. His eyes quickly became bloodshot and flushed. He seemed to be imitating Xia Yu, holding a fork, forkping a fragrant red sausage, and handing it to Meili Sha's mouth.

Xia Yu saw this coldly and finally spoke.

"Don't struggle."

He chuckled, and went back to his workbench, cut a piece of boiled blood sausage, placed it on a small plate, and handed it to Bernard, "You'll know if you taste it!"

Grunt.

The magical scent came to the nose, obviously a face of resistance, but Bernard swallowed secretly, his throat shook.

"eat!"

After all, his appetite overwhelmed everything. Holding a fork, he forked several pieces of tender blood sausage into his mouth.

The bloodshot eyes are exaggeratedly convex and bloodshot.

"It's delicious! Why!"

In addition to the inherently dense taste of blood sausage, Bernard found that the blood sausage slices in his mouth were also very smooth and naughty when spinning around in his mouth. He heard a string of teasing laughter and couldn't help but exclaimed: " Damn it!!"

Click!

The teeth were heavily pressed down, and a few pieces of blood sausage broke in the mouth immediately. The slidable taste was gone, but Bernard swayed. He was submerged by the surging juice, as if A boat that stood firm in the storm.

"I won't lose!"

Bernard shouted from the bottom of his heart, as if he had won the bombardment of juice.

But he was wrong.

With chewing, the blood sausage slices turned into finely crushed food waste. At this time, the spice flavor hidden in the blood sausage exploded, and Bernard faintly saw every small oily particle, which was wrapped in a fragrant balsamic oil. Then, sliding from the mouth into the throat, and then from the throat into the esophagus, all the way through, all the way is rendered, the internal organs become colorful.

In an instant, Bernard saw the ultimate door.

Do not!

Break open an ancient bronze door, there is a second, third...

Finally, Bernard felt that his soul was hanging on the ultimate three-tier heaven, and the melody of heaven was permeating. A female angel with white wings, walking gracefully, covered in a light veil, and a hot carcass half-covered, turned to him An invitation was sent.

"Want to take a look? The view of heaven..."

thump.

On the realistic stage of the event, Bernard slammed his knees on the ground, and he supported his hands to prevent him from slipping completely, but tears had been spilled from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, "This, this is so delicious!"

Chiyo Aichi who wanted to go up and support him was stunned again.

"No smell!"

"Pure, sacred, the taste of heaven!"

"It's no wonder that it's a classic!"

Bernard quickly stood up, wiping away his tears, and staring at young Xia Yu fiercely, "This is not my French black blood sausage, nor some European-style black blood sausage. How did you do it? "

Upon hearing this, Xia Yu smiled: "Imitate, you are my target of imitation."

imitate?

"Impossible!" Bernard stepped back.

"I'm just imitating."

Xia Yu was speechless, "However, I am imitating, adding my own things, so your recipe will be mine from now on."

"..."

Without taking care of the loser, Xia Yu turned around and said to the guest Xi Yang:

"The guy who just questioned me, come, you guys have a taste too!"

"You are welcome... Then, shut me up!"