Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The third round of sea elections also kicked off with a full score.

Oh--

No, for some people, this full score already means that this round of audition has completely faded and become boring.

Backstage.

Xia Yu came down from the front desk and pulled the lounge door casually, but was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure in front of her.

"Basic operation?"

"Really basic operation!"

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and an unknown women's clothing boss occupied his lounge.Tang Yuqiong took the lead, standing akimbo at the door to block people.

Tang Yuqiong seemed very dissatisfied with these questions and answers, "What do you think of the basic operation?"

She stared at Xingxing.

"Just casually, you can cook cooking works that meet your personal culinary level. Isn't this normal operation, basic operation?" Xia Yu was speechless.

"Hey, what I want to say is not this, but you really think that the work you took on the stage just now is based on your cooking skills, ordinary and ordinary cooking?"

"Well……"

Seeing four pairs of eyes, staring at him for a moment, Xia Yu could only think hard, and finally spread his hands. "In fact, I think that the medicated sea bass soup is a step below the basic operation because the medicated diet formula The inspiration comes from a person, a weird formula, oh, you know that person, it’s..."

thump!

Before he finished speaking, the promenade behind him heard the movement of falling.

Fan Jiaorou, the famous female chef of Yunmengze who also hurriedly rushed from the private room, covered her bumped red forehead and leaned the wall up and down. It was obvious that she had heard Xia Yu's words and was shocked.

Isn't that person, that formula, is she?

"No wonder!"

"So it's not a coincidence!"

Fan Jiaorou's dizzy head was filled with surprises.

"Look, the Lord is coming—"

Xia Yu chuckled, then turned around to say hello to Fan Jiaorou without taking care of the four shows.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and others looked at each other.

...

The first round of the audition is not over yet, but many guests left.

The old lady Tang and Tang Tianxing, the Patriarch of the Tang family, had left the Longmen Pavilion and walked among the pavilions in the courtyard.

"Mother, what do you think?"

Tang Tianxing saw the old lady stopping in front of a pond, so he asked.

The old lady Tang pointed to the koi in the pond. At this moment, a red carp jumped out of the water with a swift and unstoppable momentum.

"Leap the Dragon Gate!"

Hearing this, Tang Tianxing's face was shocked.

He naturally understood the meaning of the old lady's words, "But, but, isn't the rumor that he has broken through Lin rank for a long time?"

"You are also Lin Chu, Tian Xing. With your cooking skills, if you have a head-on collision with him, how confident do you think you are to win?"

When he heard the question, Tang Tianxing was even more stunned.

Yes.

As the Patriarch of the Tang family, he has an infinitely high winning rate with a junior in the cooking skills.But at this time, Tang Tianxing's lips whispered, and he couldn't utter any words that carry confidence.

Mrs. Tang was determined to look at the koi that fell back into the pond.

"Heavenly!"

For a moment, she spoke again: "Let Yuqiong ask him if he wants to move to Tang’s Lane and Tang’s Mansion. We can provide the best professional kitchen in China, with all the ingredients, including some popular fantasy ingredients, let him take it. use."

Tang Tianxing understood, this is the olive branch from the highest point of the Tang family!

"Mother..." Tang Tianxing hesitated a bit, "Ye Feizhou's junior is second. The point is that there is Bai Yulou behind him, and that one. The Xia family has Xia Qing and this young generation. Although they have recently become popular, they have momentum. Whether it can be maintained is still unknown. We will settle down now, is it too early?"

Mrs. Tang shook her head straight, her eyes flashed with wisdom, "I don't want to settle down now, when the water in the Chinese world is up, and then settle down, it will be too late!"

"Don't hesitate, this carp will quickly leap over the dragon gate, when the dragon comes out of the abyss, my Tang family can also ride the wind!"

Tang Tianxing nodded, "I would like to listen to my mother's arrangements!"

...

After the game, a car sped towards the suburban manor.

Kong Chun is busy with things, so he returned to the imperial capital from Shang Hai two days ago. Wei An, the second dragon veteran in the White Jade Tower, has been staying in the manor. It's really prosperous, but I don't know the effect.

"Qinglian?"

Unexpectedly, the executive vice president of the hunting conference this year, when the audition was in full swing, he drove to the suburbs to see himself. Wei An was surprised when Wei An opened the door to Wei Qinglian, "Why are you here?"

Wei Qinglian cast her gaze to the large living room, just to catch a glimpse of Ye Feizhou closing the door into the quiet room.

Look at the lobby TV again, the screen is black.

really.

Busy to instill culinary knowledge into Ye Feizhou, Wei An seemed to have forgotten the first blockbuster battle of the day, until Wei Qinglian lowered his eyes slightly and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "It's 300 points again."

"Ok?"

Wei An's pupils shrank and finally remembered that the third round of the audition will be held today, and all competitions will end that day.

His complexion changed for a while, quite exciting.

"Come with me—" Wei An glanced back at the closed door of the quiet room. Just like the last time he had a secret conversation with Kong Chun, he whispered a word to Wei Qinglian before covering the front door of the villa. Courtyard corner.

What Wei An could not expect was that as soon as he and Wei Qinglian disappeared from the glass door of the hallway, the quiet room door snapped open. In a gap, Ye Feizhou was wearing loose plain clothes, and the face in the gap revealed a little. Suspicious, he held the recipe book with his right hand, not knowing when he held it tightly, his fingers and palm were flushed.

The content of the conversation between Wei An and Wei Qinglian is easy to guess. It is nothing more than this 300-point expansion.

However, Wei An was surprised to hear Wei Qinglian's account of Xia Yu's dishes.

"A spice formula that divides into two?"

"Self-defense?"

Wei Qinglian said without expression: "Yes, he realized the split combination of the spice formula in a dish. The core part of the'salted tempeh' constitutes a spear, and the medicinal part with the core of the'light tempeh' is Shield. As long as you understand these two core hubs, other materials are irrelevant."

With only oral expressions, Wei An seemed to see a sharp spear, constantly shooing and poking at a strong shield, a dynamic picture.

Even Wei An, a well-informed and erudite old guy, was surprised. Obviously, Xia Yu's demon king's cooking was really out of the ordinary this time, but he could get a lot of broken eyes.

You know, according to common sense, the spice formula appears to the taster as a structural picture of "mountain", "beehive", and "Nine-layered Mountain".

however.

Like music, there are two chapters in the body structure, and the melody symbols are still fighting each other. Isn’t it incredible?

...

"not enough!"

On the way home in the car, Xia Yu faced Zhu Qing's questioning and shook his head, "It's just a basic operation, a recipe that can reflect my cooking skills."

Inside the car, not only Zhu Qing stared at him, but Zhao Tong and Zhao Qi were also puzzled.

"If every time I only pursue qualifications instead of surpassing, or in other words, exceeding the limit level that the current cooking level can reach, how can I improve? Do you want the Dragon?"

He answered plainly, saying, Xia Yu frowned, reached into his pocket, grabbed a new note of spice recipe, and spread it out on her lap.

Still the names of the 8 overripe spices:

Tempeh, garlic, green onion, basil, gardenia, mint, burdock, almond.

In his head, there was a scene of the famous female chef Yun Mengze bowing for ninety degrees in the backstage of Longmen Pavilion.

Seeing Xia Yu calm down quickly, the three people in the car couldn't help being stunned.

"This guy is not like a student who just got out of the examination room with 300 points!"

Zhao Qi vomited fiercely.

"Can you give us the salted fish a way to survive?"

At the same time, there was a voice in Zhao Zhong's heart sighing.

Will such a "young devil" who is always pursuing progress be defeated and killed by the brave?

There is no failure in his dictionary!