Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Under the tree, there was a white-headed old man in a kimono who was saying something to the air, his mouth closed, but no sound came out.Bayi Middle School? Wen Net? W? W ㈠ W?.㈧8?1㈠?W㈧.COM

In front of the old man's heels, there was a stone shrine that had been washed away by wind and rain and was almost indistinguishable.

Of course, the shrine is still enshrined, as evidenced by the fresh dim sum tribute in two porcelain bowls.

"Yo--"

There was no one in the alley, and seeing that no one was paying attention to it, Xia Yu came and said hello from a distance.

Suddenly, the two pairs of eyes that seemed to exist and did not exist, Qi Shushu looked at them with indifference.

But the indifference dissipated immediately after who he was, showing obvious kindness.

At this time, if a drunk opened his eyes in the corner and saw Xia Yu waving to the air to greet the old tree, he would definitely be scared and sober in cold sweat.

From Xia Yu's perspective, the old man, the female figure looming in the trees is very clear.

Coincidentally, Xia Yu recognized both of them.

"It's you?"

"Chef Xia..."

For some reason, after returning after a few months, Xia Yu found the female deity of the stone shrine, with a much firmer body. In particular, the lines on her face were faintly outlined, and she was probably a beautiful and gentle woman.

As for the old man, his cloak jacket was draped over the kimono, standing with his arms folded, similar to Senzaemon's temperament, just standing there gave people enough power.

This old man called Nuliang by Tamagawa Meisa, Xia Yu spent some time at the Yuchuan Academy last summer. Speaking of which, he was able to defeat Ayaka Tamagawa thanks to the five-element ingredients provided by the old man.

Thus, the out-of-print must-kill dish "Peacock Dance" was born.

Do they know?

Xia Yu paused and cast a searching look.

As if he could perceive his inner activities, the old man Nuliang laughed loudly: "You kid, it's been a long time since I saw you. Tao Hui complained to me a few days ago that you abducted her granddaughter, a group of little ghosts and little demon in Yuchuan courtyard. It's about to rebel."

Tamagawa Momoe is also the dean of Tamagawain, and the demon king of food, the goddess of a thousand generations, the abbot of Ichijin, and is also known as the four pillars of the neon food world.

"However, even if you don't want to see me, I will find you in a few days..." the old man said haha.

"Is it."

Xia Yu just came over to say hello, and left after a few greetings.He could see that the old man was talking to the goddess spirit.

See Xia Yu carrying his childhood sweetheart on his way home.

The old man Nuliang narrowed his smile and suddenly said, "Yuanzi, you see, her mark."

"I knew it at first sight when I saw him in summer."

"Otherwise, how could a little chef at the beginning have the power to see and see the hidden me."

"Ha, haha!"

The old man laughed again: "That's why I said that I must meet him in two days. We finally have a chance to appear at this event. I have to talk to her and select the other four people."

"Moon, are you sure to refuse?" the old man asked again.

"Well, Nuliang, you also know my state. Although I am not going to be shattered now, I am in a recovery period after being hit hard, and I want to look at that child..."

"Ok!"

The old man didn't insist, and said heartily: "Then I can only find a few other guys!"

Turning his back, the old man paused.

"In this era, there are really fewer and fewer existences like you and me... Treasure it, confinement, I don't want an old friend from the Heian era to disappear."

"This is a flourishing age, but not our flourishing age... Hey!" With a faint sigh, the female god retracted into the stone shrine.

...

Natsuha and Maki returned to the shopping street.

Maki went home, and Xia Yu went to the shop by herself.

It's late at night.

Before entering, I took a look at the apartment building. Zhu Qing’s suite had lights. Xia Yu sat on a chair in the shop, sat for a while, swiped through social networking sites, turned over private messages, and chatted with a few friends by the way. It was there in the blink of an eye. At midnight, the Xia's restaurant reverberated with the long and empty bell of midnight.

"Tonight, continue to ponder "Four Gods Seafood and Eight Treasures Steamed Buns"..."

The second stage of the competition is approaching, and Xia Yu always has a sense of urgency. The supreme recipe on hand must be mastered as soon as possible and deepened to understand it, so as to add the ultimate card for himself and the team.

"Endless noodle pot!"

When I went to the kitchen, I stretched out my hand and touched the void, only to hear the crisp sound, so a black earthenware pot appeared on the countertop.

Directly reached in and grabbed the'face fat' of the palm.

When Xia Yu was familiar with the road, he started to use'noodle fertilizer', which is the old noodles, mixed with warm water, and the old noodles turned into a semi-sticky white soup.

The soup is poured into a conditioning basin, mixed with flour and kneaded.

In fact, the so-called “old noodles” refers to the fact that the chef of Baijian deliberately preserved a little dough and kneaded it into the accumulated dough when he kneaded noodles and made desserts. It looks very fragrant with a little sour taste.

The Bai Luo family's "thousand-year-old noodles" is similar.

Thousand-year-old noodles do not refer to a piece of dough that has been preserved for thousands of years, but it means that'old noodles' have been used for thousands of years, while kneading into a new area, so that a balance of use has been formed.

And the "thousand years old face" also illustrates the long history of the Bai Luo family from the side.

The white case chefs and pastry chefs of the new era have already eliminated the old noodles. The reason is the yeast!

There are three kinds of yeasts commonly used in modern times: yeast, baking powder and old noodles.

From a scientific point of view, yeast products are the most straightforward. Yeasts made from product fermentation are far cleaner and purer than'old noodles', because when you think about it, there are bound to be various kinds of bacteria in the long-lasting original yeast. There are even substances and ingredients harmful to the human body.

In his head, the knowledge of the pastry field emerged.

"unfortunately!"

Xia Yu embraced the golden earthenware pot and knocked it with a clang. "In this world, I don't talk about science!"

How can science be eaten?Xia Yu only believed in the things in front of her, and the props and materials were clearly written. Using the'old noodles' produced in this clay pot to knead the noodles, the quality of the noodle dishes would automatically improve by a big step.

Throw the kneaded dough into a clean conditioning basin and close the lid. The next step is a relatively long fermentation process. If possible, cover with a damp cloth and keep the environment as warm as possible to provide breeding conditions for yeasts. The fermentation process can be greatly improved.

!

Just about to come out of the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.

"Anyone?" Xia Yu raised an eyebrow.

The shopping street and the Xia's shop were famous in Dongying after him, and the Xia's shop in the nearby section was closed, so no diners would come to the door late at night.

This is a bit strange.

I thought to myself, immediately raised my eyes and looked at the half-hidden doorway.

On the ground, flashing lights flashed.

The knock on the door was still there, Xia Yu was actually very calm, without any timidity or panic in his heart, but shouted: "Don't knock, you come in first—"

No one said anything.

Even the knock on the door disappeared.

Xia Yu banged open the kitchen window facing the bar, leaned out half of her body and looked out, her pupils suddenly shrinking.

In his field of vision, a green lamp faintly exposed a corner at the door, hanging under the cyan silk rope, shaking slightly, a graceful figure with his back to the door, holding the lamp and holding the pole, Xia Yu only saw her white left hand in the room. And the kimono sleeves hanging down from the wrist.

A gust of wind blows away a few long strands of cyan silk.

Xia Yu was actually not afraid, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that he didn't understand.

"Hey!"

She shouted again, but the store door was empty, as if what she had just seen was just Xia Yu's brain fantasy.

"...In the dream of Yuchuan Academy, you seem to have seen it?" Xia Yu grasped the source of familiarity.

Is it just that?

He scratched his head, Mu Ran couldn't explain it for a long time.