Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"I surrender!"

After speaking in a serious tone, Mars put the microphone in the hands of the stunned hostess.

Chiyo Aichi is one of Neon’s top professional gourmet hosts. He barely reacted and asked with a trembling voice: "Chef Mas, are you sure?"

"If you admit defeat, you will be deemed defeated..."

"It's the defeat of skipping the judging voting session!"

She finally recovered while she was talking, her pretty face was full of seriousness.

"Yes, I admit defeat!"

Mas repeated.

Only then did the audience react. The exclamation sound almost lifted the dome of the venue and the seats became a vegetable market. Even the professional chefs in the guest seats were unbelievable and argued loudly.

At the backstage of Yuanyue, Zhu Qing, Dojima Gin, Tsaiba Joichiro and others were shocked.

The Orlando team backstage.

Lin giant Di Sani just stared at the egg bowl in the screen.

Elizabeth covered her face and fell on the sofa, shouting, "Uncle Mars, what is this for!"

She was puzzled.

"Even if you lose, wait for the judges to vote! There is no reason to rush to admit defeat!"

The team's No. 1 Special Chef Madelyn and No. 2 Special Chef Leon, with solemn expressions.

"Do not!"

Madeleine shook her head and said: "Maas is more proud of himself than anyone else. If he voluntarily surrenders, it means... he has no chance of winning!"

The woman increased her tone.

Leon, the braided Danish chef, muttered, "Madeleine is right!"

"Well, in that case, what makes Mass despair?" Elizabeth bit her lip. "He used taboo ingredients, and Uncle Mars also came up with his strongest taboo recipe... At least it's a fairly well-matched situation. !"

At this time, Lin giant Di Sani slowly shook his head and spoke.

"The egg liquid in that bowl...very strange!"

"What is that egg liquid?"

At the same time, the guest seat, researcher Palin giant Lei Zhe stood up, his eyes widened and stared at the cooking table surrounded by judges.

Guifu Naruto cut thistle couldn't calm down, and stood up.

"How is it possible! Mars would admit defeat?!" Naginaki thistle's face changed several times.

As a well-known figure in the American food industry and the backbone of the "Gourmet Club", Mars has often dealt with him, and even he has personally seen Mars's taboo dishes.

It can be said that Ma Si gets serious, takes out the taboo dishes, and treats the sliced ​​thistle with caution, otherwise he will overturn at any time.After all, at the same level as the pinnacle of Special Kitchen, no one has taken a crucial step. The influence of culinary skills on the success or failure of the winner is infinitely reduced, but the ingredients are becoming more and more important.

Could it be...

The heart shrank suddenly.

Naginaki thistle followed Lei Zhe's gaze and stared at the bowl filled with egg liquid.

"Chef Maas, can you talk about the reason you gave up?"

Chiyo Aichi asked, the riot at the venue disappeared in just a few seconds, and everyone pricked their ears to listen.

"Second-level ingredients, you can't make delicacies!"

Ma Si looked at the camera calmly, and the first sentence of his words was the most famous saying in French cuisine.

"As we all know, French cuisine, or Western food, attaches great importance to the use of ingredients..." Ma Si said, "In a big showdown not to compete with the chef's heart, but to compete with ingredients, my ingredients lost. The gap is very big. Planted, so my dishes naturally lost terribly."

"Chef Xia and I are both at the top of the special class. In cooking techniques, or culinary skills, each has its own merits and is equal, so the ingredients are the key to victory!"

"Oh, at our level, no one will stupidly pile up useless ingredients, but all the ingredients used are cooking materials that combine'control' and'use' to build an ideal food kingdom in their minds... "

At this point, Mars stared deeply at the camera.

His words were so straightforward that the audience understood them.

boom.

But because of this, the frying pan at the scene once again turned into a pot of porridge.

Ma Si's words are undoubtedly that he believes that the ingredients are not as good as people, rather than the cooking skills.

Loss of ingredients!

"But, Chef Comas, you used two fantasy ingredients, one taboo ingredient, right?" Chiyo Aichi stammered.

"Yes,'rose mushroom' and'golden salmon roe' are fantasy ingredients!"

"The meat of the flame horse is a taboo ingredient!"

Mastan said frankly, laughing at himself: "Um... don't you think it's gorgeous? But Chef Xia only needs'jeweled meat' and that kind of egg dip to crush my dishes!"

"Whether it is'White-haired Sindrera Beef' or'Five-headed Bird Meat', it seems to me unnecessary...I don't have a chance without them!" He shook his head and laughed at himself.

"Chef Maas, you are wrong!"

A voice came in coldly.

The chief judge of French nationality pulled his tie and stepped forward, with his mouth facing the miniature microphone hung on the neckline, and said: "This is a barbecue feast. The other two kinds of meat are missing, which is a single interpretation of gem meat."

"Ah, if there were no other two kinds of meat, I would be crazy!"

Melissa stretched her arms, touched her belly covered by the red dress, and said contentedly: "After eating the remaining two kinds of barbecue, my appetite is satisfied!"

"cough!"

The other three judges, Persian beauties, North American cowboys, and middle-aged men in kimono, also stepped forward and appeared in the camera.

"However, Chef Mars is right. His defeat was actually crushed by the ingredients." North American cowboy Noyce wiped the sweat from his forehead and put on a brown cowboy hat. "In terms of cooking, there is no comment. In the details, the seasonings used in barbecue are only sea salt and pepper granules, pursuing the original taste of meat..."

"That's not right!"

The judge in kimono shook his head and said, "There are still many details to deal with..."

The middle-aged man looked calmly at Xia Yu.

"Chef Xia, can you tell me, what special method did you use when processing the'five-headed bird meat'? Why is this kind of remote and unpopular fantasy meat that few chefs have noticed. It is not stewed, but Broiled, it will be so soft and delicious!"

"Actually, it's like processing beef stew."

"Can you show it to us again" Chiyo Aichi said immediately.

"Demonstration?"

Xia Yu scratched the tip of his nose, thinking that there was still some ingredients in the ingredient box, and readily agreed.

He returned to the counter to fetch a piece of "five-headed bird meat".

The lens gave a close-up, and the whole piece of bird meat was dark red. When Xia Yu placed the bird meat on the cutting board, he deliberately demonstrated that the collision between the bird meat and the cutting board was like a stone hitting the wood with a banging sound.

"First of all, it was repeated beats with muscle power to break the fibers in the meat..." Xia Yu said, rolling up the sleeves of the chef's uniform, his face unchanged, and punching the hard meat on the cutting board.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Listening to the dull voice, Xia Yu obviously used a lot of energy. After a few minutes, he closed his fist and took a step back, signaling Chiyo Aichi to come forward, and the camera zoomed in.

Following Xia Yu's guidance, the hostess touched the bird meat in the area that was beaten, and then touched other locations, and suddenly exclaimed: "Wow, it's really softened a lot..."

She pursed her lips, "Can I try it?"

"please--"

So the hostess frowned, slammed her fist down, and then snorted with pain. Looking back at the camera with tearful eyes, Xiaofen fist moved over, and the delicate fist in the screen was already red and swollen.

Suddenly, countless people took a breath after watching the screen, and they had an intuitive understanding of the "hardness" of the five-headed bird meat.

"Forgot to remind you to lighten it." Xia Yu was amused.

The hostess cast a faint look.

"How to cut such hard meat with a knife?" She then asked. The judges were like diners watching, and Ma Si was also a member of the onlookers, everyone watched Xia Yu's explanation with relish.

"This question is good!"

Xia Yu opened the kitchen box, took out an ice skate, bared his teeth and smiled: "This knife is the secret!"

"Ok?"

The hostess tilted her head.

The young chef adjusted his breathing, sighed slightly, his lower abdomen contracted, and his right hand pinched the small and sharp [Broken Jade Knife]. He only listened to the sneer. In the lens, there was only a little flickering silver light, as if there was nothing. occur.

After three or four minutes, Xia Yu stopped, took a step back, smiled and motioned to the hostess to see the difference between bird meat.

"It seems that nothing has changed..."

Chiyo Aichi whispered in surprise, and her white palm touched the dark red bird meat. Suddenly, she finally touched a tiny incision that was easily overlooked, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

So, the hostess excitedly waved to the camera to bring the lens closer, while she curled up the bird meat, exposing a small cut in the lens.

The blade is subtle, but deep enough.

What's more rare is that the knife edges are distributed along the texture of the bird meat. Each knife is precise, clean and neat, and the meat quality is avoided to the greatest extent during the processing.

"How many knives are there?"

In the camera, a whole face of dark red bird meat was cut, and the audience sucked in cold air. Unexpectedly, Xia Yu was able to soften a piece of bird meat in just a few minutes.

"Probably, 218 dollars." Xia Yu was also not sure.