Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"Master."

Ye Feizhou entered the tea room and asked with blinking eyes: "You tell her where Chef Xia is like this..."

"Why, worried?"

The leader glanced at his lover strangely, and couldn't help but laughed: "Feizhou, I didn't expect a competition. You have been impressed by his cooking skills." The old man blinked, "Well, if there is a partner on the way, so is it. A good thing, in the past, you lacked such a partner role as a teacher and friend, and it was said that you were lonely and proud."

Ye Feizhou blushed and said, "Partner? That devil doesn't need this kind of role, right?"

The old man shook his head, his eyes were deep, "No one wants to be more and more lonely, so that even if you reach the extreme, there is no one behind it to witness, and no one shares the joy of climbing with yourself. Is that interesting?"

He sighed.

"Don't talk about this." The old man waved, "Lei Aoxue wants to open a fateful halberd for the Qixing Sword. With that person's personality, she may not care about such a halberd request. Let's talk about it when she touches her nose."

Hearing this, Ye Feizhou stretched his brows.Although he didn't have much contact with Xia Yu, Ye Feizhou probably knew what kind of person he was.

In a sense, he is as lazy as Li Han.

In other words, Xia Yu has never been very enthusiastic about abuse of food, unless Lei Aoxue can arouse his interest.

What value does Lei Aoxue have to defeat?

Rectify the name of Qixingdao?

It seems that this motivation for eating halberd does not exist.

Before leaving, Ye Feizhou paused and suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and said to the leader of Mingming, "By the way, Juxialou's selection of business rights every three years will be held on the Lantern Festival after the Spring Festival. Does the second master still send me over to host the meeting?"

The old man sat for a long time, it was obvious what he was thinking about.

"In the past three years, has the Ju downstairs business improved?"

Ye Feizhou's eyes were filled with imperceptible contempt, and he replied: "This is the selection of the branches of the Liu clan. For a hundred years, the Liu family has fallen. The last time it was selected, the Liu Lan branch was selected. After winning the championship, Liu Lan himself is a special chef, but he has few helpers available. He recruited only a notorious local drunkard special chef helper, and Liu Lan devoted all his resources to nurturing his son. We were eliminated in the second round of sea elections this time..."

"So, in the past three years, I heard that Juxialou's business has not improved much, but its reputation in Jincheng has gradually deteriorated."

As he said, Ye Feizhou appeared cautious, observing the master's face, and seeing that he was not stunned, calm and calm, he secretly relieved.

"Then, this year you will continue to host the selection within the Liu clan for me."

"it is good!"

...

The Spring Festival is approaching!

This is also the reason why Xia Yu hurriedly returned to Shu after the hunting.

After all, the roots of the Xia family are in Shu.And when Xia Yu returned to China for the first time since he grew up so big, of course, he also wanted to see the Chinese homeland and the customs of the Spring Festival.

After getting off the plane and taking a taxi, as the car shuttled through the old city, a smell of sausage and bacon spread from people facing the street. Xia Yu took a couple of mouthfuls and felt that she had smelled the flavor of the Chinese New Year.

Walking in a relatively remote alley. Unsurprisingly, every family’s house was replaced with a brand new couplet. The laughter of children was mixed with the sound of firecrackers. The residential area was no longer peaceful, but it was also enveloped in denseness. A strong festive atmosphere.

"That's it, Xia's old house—"

Zhu Qing, who led the way, stopped suddenly and turned around and smiled.

what.

On the stone stairs in front of him, the door of the house was wide open, and the voices came from the patio, bangs, bangs, and the familiar sound of chopped vegetables, crisp and sweet, giving people a warm feeling.

Xia Yu stepped forward, and the old man who heard the movement turned his head back, and the old and the young looked at him.

"came back?"

Asked coolly.

"Yeah." Xia Yu replied. Put the suitcase at the door, walked to the patio, and looked around. This is a fairly classical house with several buildings, two or three stories high, with stairs outside.

It is really rare to keep such a quaint old house in such a metropolis. This is one of Xia Yu’s dreams in his previous life. A house with walls in the courtyard, raising cats and dogs, playing with birds and watering flowers, is simply a house. A new realm.

At first glance, Xia Yu liked this house.

"Not bad!"

Repeated praise.

Soon, he leaned in front of the old man and saw that the old man was chopping pork. There was a basin next to it, which was filled with minced meat and mixed with spices. A fermented scent permeated, "This is for making sausage?"

Xia Yu pressed his chin, "Hey, I said, old man, is it not too tired to eat pork sausage every year? Let's change to some new tricks this year."

The old man let go of his knife.

"Okay, you do it!"

With a refreshing tone, he put down the knife and went to the well to wash his hands with cold well water. Then he found a smoking gun from nowhere, squatted not far away, and looked at the young man who got busy quickly.

The old house has a special food material warehouse. There is a small three-story building, and even the whole floor is covered with dusty tables and chairs. It can be seen that the Xia’s old house was a family-style deep alley restaurant, but for various reasons, Only ten tables and chairs were placed outside, and it was turned into a small restaurant with the characteristics of a time-honored private kitchen in the city. There was no sign of the store outside, and it was hidden in the market.

Zhu Qing also came to help.

For Xia Yu, who is highly proficient in "Dragon Roll Shark Fin Sausage", making sausage food or something, his skills in this dish are probably full.

In addition, with the aid of perfect spice skills, it took less than half an hour. The meat fillings of two large pots of sausages were placed next to the patio. The faintly skyrocketing aroma of spices, like a column, will stay in the air for a long time.

Different from traditional pork sausages, the strong umami flavor makes people mouth-watering.

"Wow--"

A few children at the door were obviously attracted by the fragrance and hid their heads.

"This kid, show off his skills everywhere!" Xia Qing spit out a circle of smoke, the smoke gun knocked on the blue bricks on the ground, and planned to go back to the house. Unexpectedly, the young man on the other end was still not enough. "Hey, old man, what else Do you want to prepare new year food?"

"The ingredients are in the warehouse, just watch and get them!"

Crackling.

In the evening two days later, the old house heard the sound of firecrackers, a very short firecracker.After offering incense to worship in front of the ancestral hall, the old man looked back at Xia Yu and Zhu Qingzhang's large table of New Year's Eve dinner, and couldn't help showing a soft smile.

It's not just Xia Yu, it's also Xia Qing returning to his homeland to spend traditional festivals after going abroad with hatred in the early years.

"Ha, here it comes, the last pot of medicated fish soup, special for New Year's Eve dinner——" Xia Yu smiled and put down the steaming casserole, and unzipped her apron. Zhu Qing's eyes lit up and her brows were beaming. "Ayu A Yu, is this the cooking work you took out in the Battle of Hunting Heaven King Mountain?"

"Yes, its name is Big Fish!"

Xia Yu replied, seeing Zhu Qing grabbing the soup spoon from the bowl and grabbing her wrist with a smile, "Don't worry, this soup is definitely a finishing touch in the banquet. If you treat it like this as an appetizer, you will stay longer. Eat other dishes to make sure you taste the same as chewing wax."

Zhu Qing was grabbed by his wrist, and her whole body trembled inexplicably.

Her eyes flashed at Xia Yu's hand.

"Take, take away..."

"what?"

"Remove your salty pig hands!" The scalp tingled tenderly.

"What is a salted pig's hand, my name is... uh!"

Suddenly, Xia Yu recalled and saw Zhu Qing's blush on his cheeks, and then the blush spread over her ears and neck. His skin was as red as a cooked shrimp, and he knew that something was wrong.

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