Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The Christmas craze is going fast, because it is the end of the year, and in a few days, New Year's Day, the new year will begin.

Mainland China with a long history.

Shang Hai.

This city that never sleeps, even if it changes time and space, it is still so prosperous.

The Tang family, or Longzhen Restaurant, is undoubtedly the overlord of the Haitian realm. On the second day of Christmas, a large food court commercial area under the Tang family seems to be holding a conference. I will not say anything about the isolation and clearing of the venue. The Tang family also mobilized Many capable staff removed Christmas ornaments, Christmas trees and Christmas posters all disappeared, replaced by many exquisite and restrained antique ornaments.

With the increase in the number of exhibits, a large area gradually adds the atmosphere of the annual food festival.

In the square, a savvy foreman yelled at the busy Tang's pawns nearby, "Yes, the table is set for me, and the kitchen counter must be laid out according to the marking area. The pressure is not good! Strict! Harsh!"

Even without the foreman's reminder, the pawns did not dare to be careless in their hearts.

Why?

Just thinking that two days later, the ancient Chinese "New Year's Hunt for Young Talents" is about to open. The mood of this group of Tang clan pawns represents the aspirations of these tens of thousands of people, and they are full of expectations!

During the introduction, all over the country, as long as they are a little bit self-reliant, the cooking skills are still passable, young chefs under the age of 25, regardless of the poor family, will come to Shanghai.

A certain pawn set up a kitchen counter, pointed to the small stall marked with No. 111 on the sole of his foot, and said mysteriously to the companion god: "Hey, listen to me, by coincidence, I happened to know the bidding won this. The chef at the booth. What do you know about Chef Lin in Xinhongmen Building? Yes, yes, that's the new chef, who is in his early twenties. This time, he will definitely have a kick in the hunt this year!"

"Brother Long, stop blowing!"

The dark-skinned young pawn complained: "We do our job well to make the performance appraisal more beautiful, so that we can get a place for Tang's internal cooking training soon!"

"Yeah, you can't blow two sentences?" The older pawn stared.

"Hush!"

Others suddenly fell silent.

A prime minister in charge of the decoration of this block came to inspect. He was a familiar face, Tang clan, Tang Jingtao, who had appeared on the stage of Sapporo international competition!

Wearing a strong black outfit and a thick scalp, Tang Jingtao came with his hand with his hand. A supervisor followed him with sweat and kept explaining.

When the leader left, the block was bombed with dozens of Tang's handymen, in twos and threes, gathering together to whisper.

"Can the Tang Clan show the limelight this year, so that people from all walks of life can learn about the power of the host, Tang Clan, I hope it will be all over this Young Master Tang!"

"Who said no!"

"Shanghai Tang, the reason why he has been able to sit firmly in the seat of the leader of the Shanghai world over the past 100 years is also because there are talented people from generation to generation. This year's young heroes will hunt, and Tang Jingtao has the hope of defending against those five. Challenge!"

Similar sounds were heard wherever Tang Jingtao patrolled.

After walking around, Tang Jingtao returned to the office of the "New Year's Hunting" conference.

This is a building full of Chinese style. Along the corridor, all the way to the innermost floor, Tang Jingtao stopped in front of the house with the chairman's sign and knocked on the door.

"Lao Lan."

Tang Jingtao entered the house and told an old man who was interested in ink painting, "The main venue has been inspected, and the construction progress is okay. The venue will be set up before the evening of tonight."

After a while, the old man put his pen up and raised his head without asking about work. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Xiao Tang, you will lose out to the top ten last year, but this year, your goal is to enter the top ten?"

The so-called "Young Talents Hunting for the New Year's Top Ten" naturally refers to excluding the ranking of China's top five.

The annual conference that brings together young talents from all over the country is sure to attract attention.

Regardless of the era, if the underachievers succeeded in their counterattacks, the topic would be quite explosive, let alone rank among the top ten talents in the country, almost on the same line as the "Chinese Five Show", and attract the attention of many bigwigs?

In the past hunting sessions, it is not that there were no poor children who were taken as disciples by giants, or simply trained as heirs. On the contrary, these examples have exploded in recent years.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that in two days' time, Shang Hai, the number of young people will be unprecedented.

"Top Ten?"

Hearing the hidden and profound questions from the Lan family, Tang Jingtao didn't think much about it, and said indifferently: "No, I want to attack the position of the "Five Chinese Show". Someone should fall. They have been too comfortable these two years!"

Upon hearing this, the elder Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing Tang Jingtao’s ambitious eyes, the Lan clan’s old man had to praise: “No wonder the Tang clan is prosperous... this generation has Tang Yuqiong’s daughter, and Tang Jingtao’s side branch, a man and a woman. It can be guaranteed that the Tang family's ancestral business will be as solid as golden soup in twenty years."

"correct!"

Thinking of Tang Yuqiong, the old Lans curiously asked, "Can your little princess Tang come back?"

"Have returned from Dongying."

Tang Jingtao nodded.

"that……"

The old man Lan had something to ask, but his eyes flickered and hesitated.

"What does Lao want to ask?" Tang Jingtao maintains absolute respect for the old man in front of him, for no other reason. This old man is the backbone of Lan's clan, a famous dragon magnate, often with that deep inside. The king of heaven, play chess on the road.

The elder Lans said ashamed: "No matter, when I reach the realm of waiting, I will go after ancient recipes, but I will fall into prison. The past is the past tense!"

Withdraw from the office of the executive chairman of this year's hunt.

boom!

The door closed, Tang Jingtao took a few steps, but suddenly awakened and stopped in the corridor, "Pursuing ancient recipes?"

He finally remembered.

"Could it be that Lao Lan also had an idea about the ancient recipe that that person was holding?!"

Tang Jingtao thought of that person, and suddenly his mind was filled with shocking images of shining food and visions.

The golden buns who laughed together.

The soul-relief package that gives people the feeling of reincarnation.

In the past, these recipes were the unique skills of a giant, but in modern times, the ancients have passed away for a long time, but the recipes are still shining with treasures. It is no wonder that an old dragon giant was greedy.

Anyone who pays attention to that person is probably distracted by the treasures and recipes in his hand, right?

"Humph!"

Tang Jingtao hummed and said secretly: "Overseas, especially in the closed Eastern Realm, the Demon Eater can protect you, but when you return to the country, according to the powerful situation in the Chinese realm, even if the leader is willing to come forward. To protect you, not everyone will sell a face!"

"I hope you don't go back home!"

"Just stay overseas...become a lonely ghost of the Xia family!"

...

Qilu Earth.

Eight-sided floor.

Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world, who has returned to China for a while, is practicing calligraphy.

Li Han was there, shyly washing Yan Qi's brush, as if serving the book boy.

Finally, when the copybook was finished, Li Han couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yan, two days ago, I heard that the leader was in Ouchi and was so furious that Bai Yulou was silent..."

"Hush!"

Yan Qi pointed vertically.

Li Han pretended not to see it, and asked, "Is the anger of the dragon head related to your stay in Dongying for a long time? Is it about that guy!"

Hearing this, Yan Qi's brush was resting on the mountain-shaped pen holder, and his eyes were calm.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that there are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness and death, separation of love, long-term grievances, unwillingness to ask, and inability to let go..."

After a pause, Yan Qi showed a hint of sarcasm and said: "That person, I can't ask for it, can't let go, bitter and angry."

Li Han heard his pupil shrink.

Can't ask, can't let go?

About that person?

Boom, there was a knock on the door outside the study, and an eight-sided waiter, respectfully, presented a letter.

In this era, it is convenient to meet and chat online, and correspondence is limited to a few cases.Yan Qi looked at the envelope and laughed: "Sure enough, he still can't put it down."

The letter written by the leader is very simple:

You don't need to intervene anymore, I have sent another special envoy to Dongying.

"special envoy?"

With a ridiculous smile, Yan Qi said, "I think it's black and white impermanence!"

Li Han was dumbfounded.

What and what?

"By the way, about this year's "Young Talents New Year Hunting"..."