Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Before the game, a wave of poisoned milk struck, which Xia Yu did not expect, and was flustered.

He has never received this kind of luxurious treatment that is unanimously favored. Before the special class, or the special class all the way to the food halberd and culinary showdown, usually he is on the degraded and unfavorable side, and it doesn't matter if he gets used to it.

But at this time, the situation before the game suddenly changed, the whole network sang praises and praises, and a mysterious force seemed to form in the dark...

Xia Yu always felt that something was wrong.

If this is messed up, falling from the clouds, and the halo dispersed, wouldn't it be terrible?

The higher you win before the game, the more you have to be careful of somersaults.

He seemed to be able to feel the cold, mocking eyes in the darkness, just waiting for him to make a fool of himself, and then it was the clarion call for a reversal of public opinion.

"Relax, steady!"

Xia Yu squeezed a fist and poured himself a sip of poisoned milk. The amount of milk was so huge that it broke the jar.

Regardless of the task.

It is still the legendary kitchen trophy-"Jade Dragon Pot".

At this time, you should declare war on the poisoned milk, and you must not be counseled.

...

One night passed.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

knocking.

Xia Yu got his head out of the bed and rubbed his eyes, "Who?!"

Very upset.

It was just getting light, and it was about six o'clock in the early morning. After the winter, the night was very long and the room was still shrouded in darkness.

"Open the door!"

Zhu Qing's voice came in, "The official logistics team of the event is here, and the ingredients are checked and kept by them!"

This is a routine before the game.

"Oh!"

Finally sober, Xia Yu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door, poked out her head and said to Zhu Qing outside the door: "Just give them the ingredients directly. In addition, I have to remind you that you should store it in the original box and don't move it.

Zhu Qing left little by little.

The manor’s professional food storehouse, a truck painted with the official IGO logo, stopped at the door.

"Is it transported and stored in the original box?"

A leader wearing a linen monk's clothes touched his bald head and cast a surprised look at Zhu Qing. This guy was Zongtai Qingmu, and the pair of kitchen blades hanging from his neck was shiny.

"Ok."

Zhu Qing handed a strange box to the staff beside Aoki.

The box is quite heavy, some twenty or thirty kilograms. The strange thing about this box is that it looks like an all-wood structure on the outside, similar to a miniature refrigerator, with a door locked, and mysterious and complicated reliefs on the sides. .

"that's it?"

Aoki asked.

Zhu Qing's eyes flashed, and he handed over a list of requirements, "Here, the list of tools we have assembled is on it."

"The casserole, 8 ports, corresponds to 8 stoves, and requires a relatively spacious cooking table."

Taking a look at the list at random, Qing Mu Zongtai was firmly attracted by the next text when he saw this.

"What's this?"

The forehead is almost about to hang a question mark, "Bamboo... fresh bamboo?"

"If IGO can cooperate with us and find a few craftsmen to weave the things on the drawings simultaneously, it would be best."

A voice approached from the side.

Xia Yu wore loose gym clothes for exercise and walked over to hand out a drawing to the monk.

Looking down at the model on the paper, Sect Aoki opened his mouth slightly:

"Bamboo boat?"

Aoki was curious and wanted to ask, but resisted this impulse. Today, he is just a stand-off staff member who is responsible for supervising the ingredients. In addition, Kamahara and the hostess also rushed to the accommodation of the other two participating teams, IGO Neon Division III The cadres will personally take the initiative to ensure smooth logistics.

Soon, the engine started and Aoki said to Xia Yu before getting into the car: "Come on, boy!"

An hour later, at seven o'clock in the morning, almost eight o'clock.

Three trucks of ingredients gathered in the warehouse of Jingukan in Hokkaido.

Aoki Zongta jumped out of the car and made an OK gesture to Masato Kamahara and Ryoko Rina from a distance.

The three approached.

"Ryoko, are you in charge of the food supervision of the Baiyulou combination? How about their food preparation?" Aoki rubbed his hands and was about to ask, but suddenly heard a high-pitched cry spreading through the underground food storehouse, and he turned his head in surprise. Then petrified.

"Duck, duck?"

A staff member is holding a live duck with his legs tied and getting out of the car.

"As you can see!" the hostess will answer.

"What about the others..."

Aoki just asked but shut up again.

The second staff member moved down the sealed wine jar.

"Duck and wine?"

He turned his gaze to the truck that had returned from the Tang team. It was even more straightforward. He moved directly back to a large freezer to see the sweat of the two staff members, the weight was not light, and he didn't know what was in it.

Vaguely, Qing Mu Zong smelled too fishy.

"The Tang group also prepared fresh fish ingredients?"

Aoki was suddenly astonished.

"Why, did the ingredients crash?" Kamahara and the hostess will pay attention, and Aoki whispered, telling them quite clearly that the Yuanyue combination might also have similar preparations.

This is interesting.

Aoki Sect shrugged too, "It's just that the ingredients are similar, and the probability of a recipe crash is infinitely low!"

Kamahara looked at his watch.

"In two hours, the stadium will be lively!"

He looked up and couldn't help but wonder how the atmosphere exploded in the classical stadium above his head.

...

Before the game.

The hot air in the official live broadcast room will start as usual.

All three participating teams were invited to participate in the official live interview. Yuanyue’s side was Dojima Silver, Tang’s side was young Tang Jingtao, and Baiyulou was Li Quan.

Everyone sat in a live room like a living room.

At the beginning, the host throws a topic with a strong smell of gunpowder:

"The three must also know. Commander Yuanyue arrived in Sapporo yesterday morning and confirmed to attend the sword finals... Do you have any comments on Commander Yuanyue's interview yesterday?"

As soon as I asked, the interview was slightly cold.

After a while, Li Quancai said, "The Honourable Nakiri Senzaemon is a respectable dragon chef, so I cannot comment here."

The young and energetic Tang Jingtao raised his head and said, "We will not lose!"

Dojima Gin's coughing, did not speak.

...

Okura Mountain Villa.

In the room, he looked calm, folded a set of chef uniforms to be replaced during the game, neatly folded and put it into the box, Xia Yu took out a knife again.

[Seven Star Knife·Broken Army] He must bring it, not to mention too much. Using this knife to treat aquatic ingredients can increase the freshness of the ingredients by 50%. The original golden recipe is extremely harsh on the freshness of aquatic ingredients , The ingredients carefully selected and stored from Erjo ingredients are just barely up to the standard, but the addition of kitchenware is at least above the pass level.

Then, bring the pastry sticks, and don’t forget the golden kitchenware [Endless Pasta Pot].

boom!

Closing the lid, Xia Yu turned around to watch the live TV interview.

lose?nonexistent.

The heavy kitchen utensils in the suitcase tell Xia Yu how luxurious his "equipment" is. Krypton players are fearless!

"Toot!"

The phone rang on the bed and Xia Yu connected.

"Are you ready?"

The old man asked.

"Hey, of course!" Xia Yu grinned.

"A Qing has almost no gap with Tangshan and Lan Chuhan. The key to this competition is the performance of your three juniors. Whoever can help your Linchu partner to further improve the dishes will win..."

"Ok……"

Xia Yu responded and sucked his nose. The unreasonable disease disappeared silently in one night's sleep. At this time, his whole body was full and refreshed.