Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The setting sun fell to the west.

Xia’s old house, closed the kitchen door for a whole day, and finally opened with a click when the wood was stained with orange sunset.

Ye Feizhou was no longer there, but Lei Aoxue chose to stay.

In the courtyard, Zhu Qing was akimbo, watching what stage experience Lei Aoxue was imparting to Liu Ying in a low voice, suddenly heard the movement, his eyes immediately met the young man who was straddling the door, stretching his muscles and bones.

"Mr. Xia!"

Liu Ying pattered up from the stone stool and shouted happily, "Let's go!"

Xia Yu lowered her head and sniffed the clothes on her body. As expected, she had been immersed in the research for the past two days, coupled with the intensive and tireless cooking practice, her body smelled of sweat and grease mixed, giving it a man's smell.He disgustedly used to fan the wind, "Auntie Qing, is there enough time? I want to take a bath before going."

"Do you want to bathe and change clothes in the stadium?"

Zhu Qing rolled her eyes, "Clean towels and clothes are on the shelf outside the bathroom, I have them ready for you!"

"Wash yourself a little white." Zhu Qing laughed and blinked at him again, "After all, it was the first time to eat a halberd after returning to China. It may be recorded in the annals of history. You, the Great Demon King, was sloppy in the past, and you will become a sloppy Demon King. how?"

"Don't!"

Xia Yu raised his hand to surrender.

Sloppy, it’s okay to match with the Demon King, but the hidden profession of the Demon King is a chef. When sloppy is a group with chefs and food, it’s not a good adjective.

Watching Xia Yu walk away, Zhu Qing's smile disappeared for an instant.

"call"

Even Liu Ying suddenly frowned.

"Worry?" Lei Aoxue stepped quietly to the near side again, and Zhu Qing squinted at her and nodded, "The opponent is stronger than ever. I asked him how sure he was in this duel, he himself said no. Come out. How can you not worry about me?"

Zhu Qing waved his hand and said to the two of them: "You guys are waiting here!"

She went to a secluded corner of the old house, took her mobile phone, her expression changed, and finally opened the address book and dialed a phone number on it.

"beep!"

The phone went through.

"Do you know that there will be a halberd break out tonight?!" Zhu Qing said in a questioning tone.

Her attitude is like a rebellious child who is throwing fire at his parents.

"..."

The other end was silent.

"Oh, it seems that you have acquiesced!" Zhu Qing said coldly, "If the sign is for Life and Death Eat Halberd, and A Yu unfortunately loses, then the old thief Huang is pressing for A Yu's life every step of the way. do?"

"impossible!"

A calm voice said, "Life and death halberd only exists in the dark. Since they plan to put this halberd on the table, it is impossible to sign a life and death treaty!"

"You are quite calm. I said that the halberd of life and death is just a metaphor. Well, the halberd of life and death is not allowed on the counter. If the conditions are changed, the chef will never be the owner or enter the professional kitchen? "

Never be in charge!

Prohibited!

For some people, delisting may be more painful than death.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhu Qing relentlessly said: "You, the leader, are really a failure. You couldn't protect your daughter ten years ago. The tragedy of your sister's family was caused by your weakness and hesitation!"

"Ten years later, you are still the same you. If there is another accident with Ayu, I will never recognize you as an old and stubborn one!"

Words echoed in the quiet pavilion.

At Bai Yulou, Zhu Ji looked at the black ball that fell out of his hand and fell on the chessboard and rolled, suddenly a hideous look appeared on his calm face.

Weak?

...

Night fell.

In this plane of time and space, due to the continuation of traditional customs and the more official attention, when the day is dark, the lanterns of the entire Jinguan City will be on, and rows of exquisite flower lanterns can be seen everywhere.

Enjoy the moon, set off fireworks, eat Lantern Festival, and guess lantern riddles.

Restaurants rushing to open on festive nights have launched special Lantern Festival set menus. These Lantern Festivals are by no means comparable to super frozen products in supermarkets. They are all made by the chef of the restaurant.

Feitian Pavilion.

At night, this venue is already overcrowded.

There are crowds inside and outside the venue.

Outside the pavilion, there is an ongoing large-scale outdoor lantern garden party, and inside the pavilion, the majestic lion dance is also taking place. In the rhythm of drums and gongs, the male and female lions are danced extremely smartly.

The audience cheered and applauded.

"Sister Qi, we are going to drive, hurry up"

A female assistant knocked on the door backstage.

Qi Qingyan came out of the rest room and squeezed the soft lips that had just been applied with lip gloss, "How is the situation outside?"

"Sit up, there are tens of thousands of people!"

The female helper pointed her finger in the direction of the passage, "Listen, I'm doing a lion dance now, it looks pretty!"

"Ok."

Faintly replied, Qi Qingyan checked the miniature microphone hung on the neckline, and then opened the folded reminder card in his hand.

There is no doubt that this female host and female chef, who is still an acquaintance, is the host selected within the Liu clan this year, and also acts as the emcee.

The female assistant squeezed over, knowing that Qi Qingyan was looking at the selection of participants, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "Sister Qi, are there any figures worth paying attention to in this year's selection of Liu?"

"Have!"

Qi Qingyan pulled out a card and looked at the introduction on the card with a subtle expression.

"Liu Ying, 13 years old, has no cooking rating."

"Specialization, none."

"Represents dishes, none."

what!

The information was too concise for the female assistant to stare at, "How can there be a 13-year-old girl in this selection of Liu?"

The selection tonight is equivalent to the finals, and the preliminaries and eliminations are held in the Liu clan in private. Qi Qingyan can't imagine the profound meaning of Liu's elders to rank a 13-year-old girl among the finalists.

In fact, this list was just decided today.

Back to the main stadium.

In the first row of the guest seats, all the important roles of the Liu family were present.

Liu Lan whispered to the old grandfather Liu on the right with a wry smile: "Old grandfather, is it too trivial to put Sakura on the list of players and become the seventh participant?"

Grandpa Liu leaned on crutches in both hands, and couldn't help turning her head when she heard the sound, and looked at the second row of the guest seat behind him.

Just right.

Xia Yu, Zhu Qing, Liu Ying, and Lei Aoxue had just arrived and found a seat to sit down.

Perceiving the old lady's gaze, Zhu Qing nodded slightly to him.

Grandpa Liu responded with a smile, and his gaze flicked past Demon King Xia who was beside Zhu Qing, with thoughts on his face, and slowly said, "I have already thought about this matter, so I don't have to say it again!"

Liu Lan could only shut up.

However, in Liu Lan's mind, there has been a general guess about the fact that the clan chief Liu suddenly placed Liu Ying on the selection list.

The biggest factor...

It was because Liu Ying was accepted as a disciple by that Demon King Xia!

"It's only ten and a half months. No matter how capable Demon King Xia is, can he train a child who is not at the special grade to the level of selection for the first prize?" Liu Lan glanced back, his eyes were the young man sitting there calmly "In this selection, I still want to win the first prize, and I will continue to operate Ju downstairs for the next three years!"

"Give me another 3 years. As long as I run the business for another 3 years, Ju downstairs will definitely improve!" Liu Lan thought.rw