Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The time went back ten minutes ago.

"The amount of salt is reduced by one-third, the amount of green onions is reduced by half, the garlic, uh, one more peeled and smashed. As for the diced shiitake mushrooms, if you listen to him, put in a few cloves..."

Liu Ying stood on the stool so that she could look at the big iron pan on the stove.

The iron pot was covered, and the boiling of a pot of thick soup was done to the end.

Liu Lan and his son Liu Jing watched from a distance.

As for Liu Feng, he has been wiping his sweat and watching the questioning sister of the gods from time to time. He wants to find a good time to tell his sister the origin of Demon King Xia.

"All right!"

Liu Ying said suddenly, her voice clear and she lifted the lid of the pot without hesitation.

Wow

The white mist was gushing, and the little loli on the stool was enveloped in the mist.

For a moment, two bowls of ramen with the same ingredients, the same ingredients, and even the same amount of ramen were placed on the table.

"Smell, it doesn't seem to be any different, damn it, is it really being tricked? You shouldn't just listen to other people's seemingly serious instructions, what kind of person!" Liu Ying murmured a little frantically, and resumed her previous teething and dancing. In the same way, Liu Feng saw his younger sister's imposing manner, with a fierce look, and suddenly fell sweat.

"Well!"

"Forget it, I still have to eat and see to be reconciled!"

Thinking of Xia Yu leaving and letting her taste the contrast, Liu Ying bit her lip entangledly, picked up the spoon on the table, and didn't plan to eat noodles, she scooped a spoonful of soup, and the white spoon disappeared between her cherry-colored lips.

Grunt.

This is her first ramen noodles, cooked according to her own will. As expected, the soup was imported, and the "treasure" ingredients in the bowl released an elegant taste, like a mellow aged wine, Liu Ying immediately reveled in her. Hmph, let me just say, there must be something wrong, I devote myself to creating new dishes for a month, how can I reap the fruits of failure!"

I opened my eyes, and went to see the second ramen noodles. The calm noodle soup reflected Liu Ying's delicate and confident face, "Let's see why that guy is pointing to me--"

The spoon broke open to the calm water.

Ok?

Liu Ying, who was about to scoop up a spoonful of soup, froze suddenly.

In the bowl, the water was sparkling.

A completely different taste, ethereal and ethereal, seemed to leak out of the fairy palace, Liu Ying heard fierce protests in her stomach.

"This smell is wrong!"

Liu Ying shouted out of her voice.

Looking down at the food in the bowl carefully, a fluttering shadow of the skirt seems to be in the sparkling light and shadow, which is fleeting.

Can't help but wipe his eyes, his pink mouth is exaggeratedly wide.

So, is that my "treasure"?Liu Ying, who felt that the shadow of the skirt had a faint sense of familiarity, lowered her head, her small face was almost wrinkled, and her big eyes flashed wildly, struggling.

For a long while.

There seemed to be a voice in his head saying:

"Want to know the so-called control?"

"I would like to know!"

Liu Ying finally threw away all the hesitation and drank a second bite of the soup.

Another shadow of the skirt appeared in the field of vision.

It’s just that the shadow of the skirt seen this time is more real. With bursts of smoke from the fairyland, Liu Ying only felt that her petite body was penetrated by an ethereal blow. She stood on the cloud, wearing a The fairies in the snow-white dresses danced close by.

She looked silly, and her whole person was immersed in this "ethereal" taste, and she was deeply fallen.

...

With the sound of footsteps, the back kitchen quietly approached the lobby.

Liu Ying's step was a little hurried, her breath was messy, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead, standing in front of Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was sitting, she was standing, their eyes were parallel to each other.

Seeing the shock remaining in Liu Ying's eyes, and the strong thirst for knowledge, Xia Yu was secretly happy.

what.

Ruzi can be taught, no, it should be called Loli has three good.

No, right...

What a special thing, I blame Aunt Qing for what Lolicon said!

Xia Yu quickly retracted his divergent thinking, and glared at Zhu Qing. Zhu Qing, who had no idea what was happening, immediately returned an innocent look that I had done nothing.

"How about it, can you tell me what kind of'control' you have had? Tell me about your understanding." Xia Yu asked leisurely.

There was sweat on Liu Ying's forehead, and the jade neck in the moon-white collar and underclothes was also covered with a layer of fine sweat just emerging.

The small clenched fist, the palms kept sweating.

With a pounding heart, Liu Ying felt that she was nervous as never before. After all, she was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child who didn't know how to control her emotions. So, she asked in a silly voice with a trembling voice, "You, you You must have used spells on me, right?"

Xia Yu said funnyly, "Stop!"

"Don't talk about metaphysics, when I was in the kitchen, I was under your nose. I didn't touch the ingredients, let alone you. How do you cast the spell?"

"how is this possible!"

Liu Ying shouted: "It's just a modification of the amount of ingredients. Why do I use the same ingredients and the ramen I cooked by myself? Why are the two bowls of the front and the back not in the same dimension?"

"Then, is this your tasting and comprehension? Only lyric?" Xia Yu smiled unchanged, but, with a chilling indifference, Liu Ying was keenly aware of it in his eyes.

An inexplicable panic came to my heart.

The sixth sense in the dark told Liu Ying that she must answer this person calmly and cautiously, otherwise a door would be closed in front of her.

The scenery behind that door is magnificent and charming.

"call--"

Near Xia Yu, Liu Ying breathed and exhaled, the sweat in her forehead and collar gradually stopped.

Geniuses always stand tall, with qualities that ordinary people do not possess.

It only took about a minute for Liu Ying to calm down completely. She bit her lip to gather words, and then paused for a while, thinking: "Modify the dosage of ingredients? Wait, you want to tell me that control is more than just Can it be reflected in the heat, ingredients or spices, can also reflect control? Oh, I seem to understand, control is also control, you modify the ingredients as a formula, form a framework to control, so you put it in a bowl Treasures, qualities and flavors are all drawn out..."

"Yes, this kind of control seems to be the ingredients, but indirectly controls and controls the ingredients!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yu and Zhu Qing exchanged glances.

When Lori continued speaking, she became nonsense. Xia Yu waved her hand to interrupt: "Very good!"

He blinked, "The treasure you put in the bowl is "Stropharia", right?"

Liu Ying frowned, as she was about to cry, muttering aggrievedly: "So you all know..."

"The ramen recipe, did you think of it yourself, or did you get inspiration from elsewhere?" Xia Yu asked vaguely, her eyes shining brightly.

As if her IQ was questioned and her tail was stepped on, Liu Ying screamed: "This is my own recipe! I created it myself!"

After hearing this, Xia Yu couldn't help feeling about it.

Transport number?

fate?

That's right, the treasure Liu Ying put in the bowl is "Simon Mushroom", also called "Long Skirt Bamboo Fungus", which is the main ingredient of the ancient Chinese recipe "Simon Mushroom Noodle".

It is hard to imagine that Liu Ying, without any reference for inspiration, would even put the "Pomegranate Mushroom" in a bowl and cook ramen by herself. The recipe is infinitely close to the old recipe.

It just so happens that the creator of the past "Baoga Mushroom Noodles" recipe is Liu Maoxing!

Now Liu Ying uses cooking works close to ancient recipes to prove that she has a shining spot that is not inferior to any genius in the world...

Thinking of this, Xia Yu distracted slightly:

"This so-called luck."

"The Liu family is really unwilling to sink in the dusk."

He rubbed his face vigorously.

Damn it, it's incredible that a little Lolita who hasn't arrived at the special level can create works that are similar to ancient recipes. Xia Yu can't help but think about it. Is it possible that Liu Maoxing gave his Liu descendants a dream?