Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"The title is... Chinese dim sum!"

Chiyo Aichi was relieved and shouted into the microphone.

Chinese dim sum!

Xia Yu was taken aback and looked at the subject on the target. Excluding the "Chinese Dim Sum" that was just selected, the other nine boxes were "Japanese Appetizers", "Western Soups", "American Desserts"...

In short, among the ten questions that can be drawn, only "Chinese Dim Sum" is limited to the Chinese field.

For the audience, this topic was simply tailor-made for two geniuses, so when the topic was displayed on the panel, a whistling whistling wind blew from the arena and the sound resounded over Sapporo.

"Very fair topic!"

Tang Yuqiong scanned other questions on the target, his eyes flashed, and he glanced sideways at Xia Yu. Seeing him frowning thoughtfully, he couldn't help but smile: "Why, we are facing a fair match in the Chinese field. You are not satisfied? , You think you are inadequate and want to win through other partial problems?"

Xia Yu just shook his head.

"Fair... topic?"

He glanced at the confident woman with weird eyes.

no way.

That recipe can only be used in advance for the eight-to-four duel. Moreover, the semifinals of the semifinals of the semifinals or the final finals of Division A may not have a suitable topic to show the recipe. Thinking about this, Xia Yu secretly Said: "Seize this opportunity!"

Sweeping his gaze to the guest seat, he paused on a black middle-aged man, and Xia Yu had a little cold color in his eyes, and licked the corners of his slightly dry lips: "Alright, show it, let you detect the threat, See how you sit high on the Diaoyutai!"

"The look in your eyes makes me hate!"

Tang Yuqiong glared at him dissatisfied, "It seems like I lost it!"

"Tell you, the sauce I specially prepared for you happens to be perfect for...snack!"

"Tang's first victory will be won by me!"

After speaking, Tang Yuqiong stepped away and instructed the staff who was standing near her cooking table to ask for ingredients and carry what she had prepared to the table.

Xia Yu also went to his cooking station.

"Chef Xia Yu, please give your orders—" A young staff member wearing glasses and gentleman took a pen and a notebook. He was wearing a red vest uniform of the competition committee and a nameplate on his chest.

"I'll do it myself."

Taking the pen and notebook, Xia Yu wrote down the materials she needed on a piece of white note paper.

"Eggs, all-purpose flour, baking soda, Kobe beef..."

The young staff took the note that Xia Yu handed over, scanned his eyes quickly, and then showed surprise on his face. Seeing that Xia Yu had no additional instructions, he couldn't help but reminded: "Chef Xia Yu, you don’t have your own Fantasy ingredients?"

"Fantasy ingredients?"

Xia Yu shook his head and smiled, pointing to the note in his hand and said: "This is all I want."

The staff looked like a ghost, and looked tangled down the stage.

Then, the young man handed the note to the on-site executive director of the sideline competition committee. The director shook his hand when he saw the list of ingredients, and said unbelievably, "He doesn't plan to use fantasy ingredients?"

I couldn't help but cast my sights on the cooking table, and Xia Yu happened to also look over, and the young special chef on the stage nodded to the executive director.

"Ok!"

The executive director didn't say much, turned on the intercom and retelled the contestants' food requirements to the warehouse according to the note.

This scene fell in the eyes of the audience, which caused a lot of discussion.

Could it be that he asked the competition committee for some unpopular ingredients?

Sidelines.

Tang Jingtao frowned in the Longzhen Restaurant Tang's team, "...Does he have any special preparations? As far as I know, the sauce Aqiong prepared for this battle is very suitable for the topic of dim sum."

Tangshan, the elder of the Tang clan, Fuxu was also confused about Xia Yu's performance on stage.

"Chinese Dim Sum..."

Tang Shan had a shining brilliance in his eyes, and said: "If Yuqiong takes out that recipe, no matter how the opponent performs, the winner can only be our Tang family!"

On the contrary, on the side of the Yuanyue team.

Zhu Qing covered her face and sighed: "It's really a blind cat and a dead mouse! I thought it was a battle between dragons and tigers. Who knows that the problem has completely unbalanced the scale of victory... disappointment!"

Disappointed?

Dojima Gin and Zaipa Joichiro were stunned.

Erina also had a weird face and seemed to hold back a smile.No one knows how Xia Yu studied behind closed doors in the past half month better than she and Zhu Qing.

Fifteen minutes later.

The two cooking tables distributed diagonally are equipped with materials and kitchenware required by the contestants or brought by them.

People gathered at Xia Yu's cooking table, all in awe.

Bags of flour, buckets of fat, small bags of fans.

Baking soda, Kobe beef...

From flour to the fats and oils needed for cooking, the materials used in any process are so common.

That's right, ordinary!

'Kobe Beef' is the strongest beef under fantasy ingredients, but compared with fantasy beef, such as'the meat of cows, pigs and birds', the gap suddenly appears.

"why!"

"This is the last match of eight-to-four in Zone A. He didn't have any special preparations. Now he only asks for a bunch of ordinary ingredients. Is it because he intends to pass the game?!"

"He has already lost!"

The auditorium was full of riots, filled with disappointed voices.

Affected by the riots, Tang Yuqiong on the court also paid attention to Xia Yu's cooking station, her eyebrows tangled into a ball, her eyebrows faintly annoyed, and she whispered to herself: "...Do you plan to use the most common materials to fight?" "

My heart is full of discomfort being underestimated.

Rumbling.

At this time, an aquatic product truck was pushed onto the stage by several staff members. Tang Yuqiong retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Very well, my main ingredients are here. You don't have to fantasize about the ingredients, nor do you have any special preparations. The subordinates are merciful...I will win the first round of victory for the Tang family!"

The camera moves with the female chef.

When she stood in front of the aquatic truck, the fresh sea bream in the clear water appeared on the big screen.

"Star snapper!"

In Jixingliao, a group of friends cover their mouths.

"It's this kind of ingredient...Didn't Lecturer Xia used it to make sea bream sashimi?"

Star snapper?

Hearing the cry of the frying pan on the spot, Xia Yu looked up and frowned, "What Chinese dim sum can you do with sea bream...well, seafood dumplings? Wait!"

There was a flash of light in his mind.

Sea bream, a spring roll recipe in Xia Yu's memory, fits very well.

"No way!"

He secretly took a breath, thinking that Tang Yuqiong came from the Tang family, who has a long history. You must know that the Chinese food industry has been brilliant for generations a hundred years ago. The Tang family has also produced an unworldly genius, not much behind Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong. It is normal for the Tang family to preserve ancient recipes.

"But my recipe is in the extreme of Chinese dim sum field, returning to the basics, turning the complex into simple...I won't lose!"

Thinking of this, a heart sank immediately, and Xia Yu's eyes became more quiet.

"clang--"

After the ingredients were prepared, as the golden gong sounded, the two special chefs started their own cooking rhythm without hesitation.

Not much to say.

The kitchen counter was cleaned up, took a bag of flour, poured it out, and mixed in the appropriate amount of salt and baking soda. The next step was to knead the noodles with water. Note that Xia Yu uses cold water to knead the noodles.

However, when he flattened the tip of the flour mountain and poured cold water on it, Xia Yu did not use strong arms to knead the noodles, but... from the kitchen utensils suitcase he carried on the stage, he took out a dark stick , This stick is about three feet long, which translates to about 1 meter. Xia Yu’s suitcase is long enough to fit a machete-style [greedy wolf knife], not to mention this stick.

"Pasta Stick!"