Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

One step, two steps, Wei Qinglian entered the store, stood one step away from the bar, and looked up at Xia Yu in the window.

"Are you going to receive me?" she said, her eyes playful.

Xia Yu shrugged and replied, "Don't you think I should receive you?"

"You are so courageous and dare to ignore the leader's decree, why bother to put me in your eyes?" Wei Qinglian seemed to vomit and annoyed.

However, Xia Yu could hear such softening from her name.

At least she didn't just open her mouth to be an orphan, a wicked obstacle or something, but she also knew that she was a guest and wanted to give the owner a thin face.

"Come on, add a stool!" Xia Yu shouted at the waiter outside, who knows that Maki Morita has already carried a stool in his hand. Hearing this, he immediately ran to the bar with small steps and whispered sorry to the big guys , Let them help move the position.An extra chair means one more guest. Of course, the location will be crowded.

"please--"

Xia Yu saw that the big guys were very cooperative, and his eyes were a little more pleasing.

Wei Qinglian nodded greetings to Sage Karl and Senzaemon Nagiri, and then sat down Yingying.

Therefore, between her and Xia Yu, there is only a layer of glass on the bar counter and the distance of a kitchen counter.

Ok?

As soon as she sat down, Wei Qinglian's eyes were attracted by the loose tin foil bag on the table.

"Don't look at it." Xia Yu said, "This is the third course of this banquet, because it is customized according to the number of people, there is no extra amount, but starting from the fourth course, I will count yours. Come in, wait a while."

He turned to another kitchen counter and was busy.

Three meats, two vegetarians and one soup. Fish, paella and leek dumplings have been served. The rest of the menu is like this:

Fresh sashimi platter.

Vegetarian goose.

Soup eel.

If only from the perspective of the dishes, the dishes at the banquet tonight seem to be far less shocking and powerful than the two menus at Zhonghua Building during Xia Yu’s academy festival, but according to Xia Yu himself, don’t look at the ordinary dishes. One by one, the pearls are hidden. As for whether the guests can eat the jewelry in the dishes, Xia Yu is not worried about the taste of the people in the store.

Make the sashimi platter first.

"Hey, hey..."

The sound of the sharp blade scraping off the scales, watching Xia Yu take crucian, cuttlefish, sea bream, carp and processed puffer fish meat one after another on the counter, waving a knife like rain, and the bar has an inhalation sound.

"Isn't this aquatic product match "peacock dance"?"Qing Mu Zong is too shocked.

"Yes!"

As Dojima Gin said, he cast his sights on the other chef in the kitchen. Seeing Tamagawa Ayaka calmly observing, she was amazed: "Peacock dance, the killer dish of surrendering the golden peacock. This Tamagawa parent and daughter are in love with the past. I seem to be completely relieved of defeat, and I am willing to surrender."

Peacock dance?

Wei Qinglian frowned slightly.

To be honest, she heard about the name Xia Yu during the Sapporo event. At that time, the event was very hot, and the small handymen in Baiyulou were discussing it, but in fact, Wei Qinglian was only heard about it, and the video was basically I didn't look at it, even at a glance.

"Special must-kill dishes?" Wei Qinglian's eyes showed faint disappointment after hearing the words of others. "This is the strongest dish he can bring out at a banquet?"

But thinking of Xia Yu's age, Wei Qinglian's mouth slanted.

"Underage, they create their own special-grade must-kill dishes, and the achievements are still impressive. Two days later, the annual talent hunting, may be able to struggle a few times in the Chinese elite army, and throw some splashes... …"

The words were interrupted by a burst of cold air.

what!

Wei Qinglian looked intently, but saw Xia Yu smash the ice with a knife!

With a long and sharp kitchen blade in hand, the young man’s face was reflected by the blade. From Wei Qinglian’s perspective, Xia Yu’s knife technique is very simple, and the angle and strength of the slashes are appropriate, without a trace of excess power. Therefore, the whole person is fused with the knife, and there is the beauty of suffocating charm.

"This sword skill is not bad!" I couldn't help blurting out.

After speaking, the shop was surprisingly quiet.

Wei Qinglian was startled.

Not to mention Senzaemon,

Amazingly, their attention is not about knife skills, but about ingredients!

"It's not a peacock dance!" I just heard Xingping Chuang's strange cry.

"Why? What is the peacock dance, don't you praise his sword skills?!"

Wei Qinglian answered the conversation subconsciously, and then everyone in the store gathered their eyes.

"Wei Qinglian, you really don't know?" Zhu Qing raised her eyebrows.

"..."

"Ok."

Zhu Qing was speechless, "What have you been doing in the past six months to one year?"

She murmured slightly, Xia Yu's "Peacock Dance" must kill recipe, but anyone who pays attention to him and knows this character should have some understanding.

Without mentioning the composition of the ingredients, the "Peacock Dance" recipe must have ice sculptures!

In other words, the knife technique [Arhat Crystal Cut], combined with the ice sculpture technique, is the complete version of the "Peacock Dance" recipe.

"How blocked are your eyes and ears? We are tired of seeing Ayu's sword skills. The key is not this..."

Just when Zhu Qing was about to explain, click!

The young chef brandishing a knife suddenly opened the window and handed out a plate with five kinds of aquatic sashimi slices, which spread out naturally and attached to the crushed ice at the bottom of the plate.

"Who said this is a "peacock dance"?"

After handing out several plates of sashimi in succession, first entertain the big men in front of the bar, Xia Yu just smiled and said mysteriously: "It's just that the ingredients are the same, and the mystery of the pearls inside is completely different!"

At this moment, Zhu Qing was stuck, unable to spit out the second half of the sentence.

Not a peacock dance?

Everyone, including Wei Qinglian, bowed their heads and stared at a small plate of sashimi in front of them.

Because there are not many ice cubes, in this winter environment, the air-conditioning is not enough to blow your face, and the sashimi fillets are small in quantity, and the flavor is only slight.

Well, it's very light.

Wei Qinglian frowned and whispered: "Very ordinary!"

"Snapped!"

With the sound of clicking her fingers, she met Xia Yu's eyes, and listened to the boy jokingly saying, "Ordinary is right, um, eating ordinary dishes in ordinary restaurants is what I am after. "

"Take it—"

After all, there is a small seasoning plate beside the sashimi platter.

The dark, soy sauce-like juice, in the plate, Wei Qinglian saw a small group of grated pale green mud, and couldn't help humming, "Soy sauce with wasabi mud? It's normal!"

Xia Yu ignored her, and handed the plates to the rest of the bar, and then turned to cut the fish fillets. Don't forget that there are more customers waiting to be fed. The resentful look is very scary.

"Wow!"

Zhu Qing made a wolf-like cry, "There is definitely a shadow of "Peacock Dance"!"

Xingping Chuangzhen said: "Yes, that's right, "Peacock Dance" also has a similar sauce. I remember that when the lecturer presented the sauce, the recipe was instantly activated and the quality improved by a big step, defeating Miss Tamagawa. The killer dish!"

Patter.

No one interrupted anymore, the sound of chopsticks falling on the countertop of the bar clearly echoed in the store.

It was the heroine who could not hold the chopsticks. She lost her temper. She swallowed half of the sashimi, with her mouth in her mouth, half exposed, and the sashimi was dipped in sauce, so a little ink dripped on her The white chin is exaggerated.

Her eyes were wide open, looking up to the ceiling dullly, but a treasure hunter found the greedy flash of dragon's nest.

The appetite is activated!

Seeing this, Wei Qinglian raised her eyebrows and wondered privately: "Isn't it ordinary sashimi, with ordinary sauce?"

She once again observed the combination of dishes in front of her from the perspective of vision and smell. Finally, she nodded and secretly said: "At least, my eyes and my nose think so. The chef can..."

Thoughts passed by in his mind, and stopped abruptly.

Because when Wei Qinglian was wondering, she picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish on the ice. No matter it was crucian, puffer fish, or cuttlefish, she stuffed her mouth with the sauce.

Click!

The taste in an instant shocked her mouth.

"Lightning? No!"

"There are other things..."