Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

In the TV screen, the stars are shining.

Xia Yu stopped at the desk in Ye Feizhou's lounge, glanced at it casually, and saw that the camera was just giving Chen Yang a close-up, and he said, "It's him!"

"he?"

Ye Feizhou was puzzled, "Are you acquaintance?"

"Well, it's a good friend of mine. Do you want to talk about cooking? I think his cooking is no worse than Wuxiu."

Hearing this, Ye Feizhou was suddenly calm.

Not worse than the five show, the implication is that it is a super-class rookie chef.

"You pay attention to his dishes—"

Xia Yu Nunu mouth.

Ok?

Ye Feizhou fixed his eyes on Chen Yang, who was wearing a western-style chef's clothes. Why did he say that this confrontation was going into a feverish stage, because Chen Yang was finishing his cooking work. Obviously, the confrontation was nearing its end and a winner was about to be determined.

The camera scans Chen Yang's cooking, a dazzling light!

It is the ingredients that shine. Of course, this "flash" is not the other "flash", but the color of the ingredients.

It was a plate of fruit salad, full of Western-style delicacies, with strawberries, apples, pears, and many weird things that the audience could not name.

Moreover, strawberries, apples, and pears are just as strange as they are by no means ordinary varieties that people can come into contact with in daily life.

"He is a food tyrant chef!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Feizhou lost his voice.

Xia Yu nodded.

The styles of Shiba and Shiyi Chef are two extremes. One is the introverted ink painting, and the other is the authenticity and magnificence of Western oil paintings, as long as you are not blind.

Ye Feizhou’s pupils contracted slightly. “Ten years ago, the Chinese food tyrant circle was greatly injured. The group of people scattered and went abroad. Not to mention the super first-class rookie celebrity chefs. The rising star of the food tyrants in these years seems to be a little bright. There are not many...no, not at all!"

In this regard, Xia Yu only said: "His surname is Chen."

Last name Chen?

Right now, Ye Feizhou couldn't calm down. He breathed, "The chef of the food tyrant, and his surname is Chen, he has superb cooking skills..."

These factors are superimposed, and the clues all point to the descendant of the Qilinzi Chen surnamed ten years ago.

"He is the son of Chen Dingbang and Lin Qingfeng?!"

The palms hanging on his sides were slightly clenched.

Perceiving this little detail, Xia Yu secretly said, it seems that Ye Feizhou also understands the gratitude and grievances between the Chen family and the dragon head.

However, Chen Dingbang was dead a long time ago, and his widow and his son, who had not really grown up, chose to return to China at this time. This decision seemed a bit stupid to Xia Yu.

"Finished, finished!"

The emcee's voice was broadcast live on TV, with a slight tremor, and was obviously surprised by Chen Yang's performance.

Not to mention the emcee, the stadium scene was deadly silent.

So dazzling!

This is people’s first impression of Chen Yang’s dishes. Chen Yang is here for the dazzling dishes. If you pay attention to it, it’s not difficult to find the fruit salad on this plate. Before pouring his own special salad dressing, this bottle of salad dressing is just fine. Packed in a sealed glass bottle, it naturally becomes the focus of the audience due to the little green flashes that come with it.

"What is that bottle of sauce?!"

"It looks so mysterious, is it the secret weapon he prepared?"

"This person's surname is Chen, so amazing, why was he unknown in the Chinese community before!"

Soon, the stadium was full of discussions.

In the guest room, Lin Qingfeng's expression on her face became complicated when she heard others discuss her son. She looked at the few master chairs that were always focused by the lights, and then looked at the old man in the middle of the judging platform. It should be so concerned and discussed. He is the son of Chen Dingbang and the young dragon who inherited the culinary talent of the eleventh generation of Qilinzi. The Chinese world should have Xiaoyang's voice long ago..."

As if perceiving Lin Qingfeng's gaze, the dragon head frowned and looked up at the guest room with lights on all sides. He was looking for someone. After a while, he looked down at Chen Yang's work.

There was a burst of applause.

Sage Carl praised: "I didn't expect to see such orthodox food tyrants on the highest stage of confrontation among rookies in China.

"This, regardless of the appearance of an apple, is actually called Apple Cherry. Because of the combination of malic acid and the sweetness of cherries, it sells very well in Western countries. Our IGO is a large farm at the headquarters in Denmark. Many specialized planting areas have been established, but still cannot fill the huge demand gap..."

Wei Qinglian frowned slightly, pointing to a banana on the plate that seemed to have been grilled in a different style, and said, "What is this?"

"Oh, it's called banana tenderloin. It tastes better after grilling."

As he said, Carl picked up the starting point and adorned the corner of the plate, like a bouquet of flowers used as a decoration for the plate. With a gentle movement, he opened a small golden petal, handed it to Lan Fengxian next to him, and blinked: "Try it. , It can make your appetite appetite, it is perfect to use it as an appetizer!"

Lan Fengxian swallowed the petals hesitantly.

The teeth were chewing, not eating the soft and silent petals, as if eating melons and fruits, puffing, and there was overflowing juice in the mouth.

At the same time, the rich juice releases a unique taste in the mouth, which is very similar to the taste of garlic, which stimulates the taste buds and gives Lan Fengxian a wonderful sense of refreshment and appetite.

The judges were silent for a while, and the five people were sharing the strange flower-like ingredients.

"What about this?" For a long while, the leader pointed to the salad dressing bottle.

Chen Yang was not afraid of the sight of the leader above, and said: "Broccoli sap!"

Sage Karl was shocked.

The other four judges frowned in confusion, "The broccoli is broccoli, and there are trees? And it's sap..."

All doubts came to an abrupt end.

Chen Yang smiled and twisted the lid of the glass bottle.

In a short time, the long-historic Longmen Pavilion, like raindrops sprinkled with patters of green, a refreshing and natural breath comparable to the mighty power of nature, sweeping everyone's nose and cleaning the body and mind.

The air is quiet.

"What's that?!" Ye Feizhou's face showed a slight stun, "Just the juice of the original ingredients can cause such a scale of smell coverage?"

"Zhao Zhen's fourth seat is dangerous!"

While talking to myself, I suddenly realized that my side was quiet.

what.

Ye Feizhou turned his head, only to see Xia Yu's back behind closed the door, he opened his mouth, and the sound of footsteps went away.

...

"Well!"

Walking on the silent corridor in the background, Xia Yu yawned.

"It's boring!"

It's not that he is arrogant, but from Xia Yu's perspective, regardless of Chen Yang and Zhao Zhen, their cooking interpretation and cooking works, under his super-visual talent that naturally activates, it is like wearing no clothes, naked, and no privacy. Location.

Therefore, it is meaningless.

Smooth and without the deep ditch that attracted him to explore, Xia Yu believed that he could not find a reason to sit down and appreciate it seriously.

Or to put it in a more hateful way, adults, look back at elementary school students fighting, is it interesting?Do what you should do, kill time and be taught by reality.Xia Yu faintly felt a further sense of urgency, for fear that he would suddenly encounter an old monster that looked unpleasant to him. It can only be said that the water in the Chinese world is too deep, and it is not a fish pond where the top chefs of the East Ying world can get away.

In addition, there are more interesting things, such as happy inspection mission prizes.

The two newly added Seven-Star Swords, what are their specific purposes, can they strengthen his sword skills?

and many more.

The source of the quest rewards recipe fragments, is it "Eight Devil Array" or "Mother Sun Ball"?This is about the direction of his future attack, and it is an arrow to guide him.

With too many thoughts, I yawned and passed by the corner of the corridor. Behind this corner is the special lounge. I did not expect a slender thigh, carrying the sound of breaking wind, like a whip, slapped and kicked.

Xia Yu raised her hand to block, and blurted out her curse: "Wori, what kind of old yin is this? How much hatred is squatting here, and it's blocking my vision!"