Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"What about you, there is your way."

"I also have my way."

Xia Yu turned her gaze to look at Liu Ying, only to find that the little girl was holding the chopsticks tightly in both hands, and she was looking forward to staring at him with her big eyes.

"Mr. Xia, what do you and your sword skills look like?"

Liu Ying is a curious baby.

Xia Yu opened her mouth to answer, unexpectedly a female voice sneered and laughed.

"His sword skills?"

"When it comes to comprehensive cooking skills, I admit that it is far inferior to you, and it is easily defeated by you, but when it comes to sword skills, I never fear anyone, even if the other party is a genuine dragon chef!"

"puff!"

Xia Yu was also amused.

Has this Lei Aoxue really experienced Longchu's sword art?Not ashamed.

He had seen the old man's swordsmanship, it was a painting.

Lei Aoxue's knife skills also have artistic conception, which is correct, but her canvas is occupied by blossoming lotus flowers, other materials are invisible, and there are no bright spots, which is not in line with Xia Yu's cooking concept.

You know, the old man's "kind sword art", that chicken with countless knives still dancing in its body, graceful like a phoenix, is not the soul of the picture scroll?

This is the essential difference!

"What are you laughing at?!" The sensitive and fragile string in Lei Aoxue's heart was repeatedly plucked. Hey, the anger that was soaring would run away even if it was overflowing.

Xia Yu didn't have her.

Pat Liu Ying's head gently, and rubbed her palms on her soft hair at will. Xia Yu felt that her big disciple must inherit his culinary philosophy and could not be used by Lei Aoxue's "knife knife lotus" He abducted and embarked on an evil path that never looked back, so he met Liu Ying's big eyes and smiled: "My sword skills are not as good as Lei Aoxue, but I have my own style, Xiao Ying, you should like it. of!"

"I promise!"

Blinked at Liu Ying.

After speaking, I stood in front of the kitchen counter, this is the chef's position.

Scan the leftover ingredients on the kitchen counter.

"Well, enough to make a'Xia Shi Qiandao Noodle Silk Banana'!"

Huh!

It comes up to dump all-purpose flour.

All-purpose flour is the ordinary flour in daily life. It is suitable for making Chinese desserts, such as noodles, buns and dumplings.

In the pastry, Xia Yu is not a little white. First, make the batter, wash a small bowl, fill with flour, and put a lot of lemon juice. Then Xia Yu faces the sink, twists the faucet, and washes his hands carefully.

His serious side face gives people an inexplicable sense of piety, and he has a chef's temperament.

Repeated washing several times until it was confirmed that there was no dirt in the nail seams, and his hands were exquisite and white as works of art. Xia Yu took the paper towels, soaked up the water on his hands, discarded chopsticks and other stirring tools, and inserted his hands directly. Pot, pound the flour and lemon juice inside.

The movements are extremely gentle.

Even Xia Yu closed his eyes slightly, his face was enjoying, he was capturing the flour and lemon juice in the movement of his palm, gradually condensing the process of change.

Without vision, the "skin" of his hands has become his fine observation instrument.

In the head, the dusty flour gradually turned into a paste-like liquid in the basin.

"Tick..."

Beautiful sound.

A drop of lemon juice with a refreshing original flavor seemed to be dripping into the depths of the spirit. Xia Yu shivered violently, and a flush of red flashed quietly on his side.

"Huh, I'm making mystery!"

Lei Aoxue did not understand Xia Yu's practice of using her hands to replace the mixing tool. Although it is purely handmade and the chef has more room for operation, she does not think that using her hands to knead the flour can give the batter a quality Change.But in fact, those hands were really endowed with "magic power". Today Lei Aoxue's three views on cooking are destined to be shocked.

"Mr. Xia... seems to be very focused and enjoy!" Liu Ying noticed Xia Yu's expression, she was dumbfounded, her eyes were all the figure of her master.

It takes only two or three minutes to make the batter.

Then, it was kneading the dough. Xia Yu still used both hands, banging banging. There was only a bowl-sized white dough on the chopping board, which seemed to be used by him as a toy similar to plasticine. Her hands were very naughty and mischievous, with many strange shapes.

From beginning to end, there was a slightly playful smile on the corner of Xia Yu's mouth, and the childlike innocence was still there.

Fun.

Continue to play?

From the perspective of a bystander, Xia Yu seems to be playing with toys instead of cooking. The cooking style is very free and unrestrained, so the kitchen atmosphere suddenly becomes relaxed. Liu Ying and Liu mother are affected by the rhythm of his hands. With a quiet smile.

Lei Aoxue's tight facial lines had a tendency to uncontrollably ease.

"What a strange pair of hands!"

Lei Aoxue's mouth barely maintained the cold arc just now, turning her head and no longer looking at those hands.

I don't know when the anger in my heart will completely disappear.

!

And the heartbeat is abnormally fast.

Looking sideways with his eyes, he observed that Xia Yu had already kneaded the dough, took the rolling pin, pressed the dough into a cake, and then held the knife in his right hand... Seeing this, Lei Aoxue's heartstrings became tense. Gong! His sword skills are a weak point. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. It is the conclusion I have drawn from watching his past cooking videos repeatedly!"

Huh--

The blade of light flashed away.

More silent and softer than hers.

The strands of noodles spread out, but Lei Aoxue's face suddenly turned pale, "No, that's not right!"

In the field of vision, there is clearly a frightening edge flashing, but the eyes do not feel tingling, and the mood does not feel the pressure of facing a sharp object.

Easy.

A gentle knife.

This kind of swordsmanship, I'm afraid that it will hit the neck, I can hardly raise a rebellious heart, right?

A word suddenly appeared from the bottom of her heart, and suddenly Lei Aoxue was sweating coldly all over.

That's right.

Xia Yu is cooking the third "Thousand Island Noodle Silk Banana".

There is almost no change in the recipe process, but the processing of the batter and dough is more meticulous and gentle.

Oh, by the way, when you peel and chop the tomatoes, and cut the bananas off the head and tail, the skill of the knife also makes a small appearance, but the time is too short, not as long as Xia Yu just cut Qiansi noodles.

After about 10 minutes, Biao Biao Biao, Xia Yu used chopsticks to pick up golden "snack" from the boiling oil pan, stacked on the plate, sprinkled Thousand Island sauce and lemon zest, so his cooking was finished. finished.

"Everyone, eat and see, and see what's different!" Xia Yu said with a smile after putting the plate on the table.

Liu Ying, Liu Feng, and Mother Liu's family immediately gathered.

"No! Not at all!"

A slightly sharper voice shouted.

Lei Aoxue looked at the boy's gaze in disbelief.

The face is hot.

She is a master of swordsmanship, how can she not see that Xia Yu's swordsmanship compares with his past, like a reborn, with her own style and atmosphere.

Thinking of what she had believed before, that this guy had poor sword skills, and she said so, Lei Aoxue was so ashamed to find a place to pierce.

However, to the extreme of shame, Lei Aoxue became even more angry, her body trembling, "Your sword skills are obviously so good, why haven't you shown them?"

Xia Yu was amused.

"Because sword skills are my strength, and I have never been the strongest. I have more suitable cooking and seasoning skills." Shrugged and answered.

"……you you!"

Lei Aoxue was speechless.

"And..." Xia Yu just wanted to say that her sword skills had changed only recently, but Liu Ying pulled his sleeves, her mouth drooling, and pointed to the crispy banana freshly baked on the table, "Mr. Xia, I want to eat it!"

"Then eat, you are welcome!"

Patting Liu Ying's head, Xia Yu also picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a steaming fried banana. She was about to deliver it to her mouth, but Lei Aoxue, who was in the corner of her eye, stared at him closely.

stare--

An unfamiliar gaze is funny.

"You want to eat too? Come on!"

Take a few steps forward.

"No, don't eat!"

The long-legged women stepped back, their faces panicked.

"You're welcome!"

Lei Aoxue was forced to the corner, her body pressed tightly against the cabinet.

A pair of chopsticks stretched straight to her moist lips, on which was a long thick golden crispy banana.

"Don't resist anymore. I said before that my sword skills are not the same way as you, or the concept is fundamentally different. You will know if you eat!" The boy blinked his eyes and smiled mysteriously. "Want to see my world of sword skills?"

"You will enjoy it!"

The shape of her lips changed when she spoke. When it came to "enjoy", in Xia Yu's heart, there was another little demon holding a fork spear, making a mischievous laugh——

That's training!