Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Fresh halberd!

These two words, weighing more than a thousand catties, were spit out through Xia Yu's mouth, and the air was stagnant.

Wei Zhong has a face and a wonderful expression.

Shocked, frightened.

Wei Zhong, who always thought of himself as a predecessor, who was capable of himself, did not expect this.

Being a junior who can be his own son, in front of the camera, in full view, almost spit out the sacred word at his nose, how could he still maintain the calmness of the past.

"You, how dare you..." Wei Zhong's hair stood up.

No one wants to be killed.

In particular, on the eve of the triumphantly thought that his halberd-eating plan was about to succeed, the thing he regarded as the prey must die suddenly violently violently bite...

of course.

If Xia Yu knew what Wei Zhong was thinking, he would definitely sneer. Can I fight back?Can I show him?

Wake up brother, it's time to move bricks.

This is the end of self-righteousness.

"Why don't you dare?" Xia Yu laughed, "You are Lin Chu, and I am also recognized as Lin Chu. Everyone's cooking skills are at the same stage. There is no saying that anyone is bullying anyone across borders. Oh, does Chef Wei think that I I would like to ask you to eat halberd. Is it a snack?"

Take a big snack!

Including Wei Zhong, everyone in the room was choked.

During the live broadcast, Tang Yuqiong listened to the youth's vocal words in the earphones, and she was taken aback for a moment, her eyes opened extremely wide, and then the whole live broadcast room resounded with her cheerful laughter, "Ha, ha ha ha ha, although the Chinese world is big, but countless Throughout the younger generation, this Demon King Xia dared to say this to the dignified alternate Noodle King! Full of vulgar words!"

"Foul language!" The barrage followed, a joy.

...

Backstage.

On the promenade, Xia Yu put his hand in his pocket and walked calmly.

The hostess Qi Qingyan hurried to chase after her, panting, "Chef Xia, Chef Xia, wait a minute!"

"Oh, sister Qi!"

Xia Yu stopped, turned around, and found that the hostess was looking at him with incredible eyes, her lips were chattering, and there was obviously some dissuasion in her throat.But Qi Qingyan was sober after all, knowing that the young man was on the stage just now, so openly speaking, eating halberd is inevitable!

"Lao Lan asked me to come over and ask you about the halberd treaty." Qi Qingyan fixed his eyes on her clear eyes, writing obvious worries.

Xia Yu has a good relationship with her.

This hostess, the head of CCTV’s food station, and Xia Yu had a photo with her on the Internet, and small scandals are inevitable.

"Is the halberd treaty?" Xia Yu said, "I have already drawn it up in my heart. Sister Qi, go to Wei Zhong to ask first."

After speaking, he opened the lounge door and waved to Qi Qingyan.

indoor.

Liu Ying, Zhu Qing, and Lei Aoxue stand or stand.

"Unexpectedly, the alternate pastry king would hate Sakura using fantasy ingredients!" Lei Aoxue took care of Liu Ying's dark black hair soaked in sweat, and the comb fell gently over and over again.

Zhu Qing observed that Xia Yu looked at Liu Ying's eyes, and there was a faint apology, and he said, "It seems that you two have returned to China, and neither of you understands Wei Zhong and the forces behind him.

"The Yellow Party, or Baiyun Pavilion, seems to me to be an extremist among the die-hards. In the early years, Huang He himself shouted and screamed at the emerging food tyrant chefs in the country. That's a lot."

"The one in my family, on the contrary, has an enlightened attitude towards the emerging genre of Food Tyrants, and he is happy to see it happen. Otherwise, if he rushes to kill, this one would have been removed from the country for a long time, and it has become a taboo that everyone dare not mention! "

With that, Zhu Qing saw Xia Yu and Lei Aoxue look suspicious.

"what!"

She couldn't help laughing, "Yes, you don't believe it, it's all because of the tragic death of Chen Dingbang, the head of this genre. But I said, can't you just not buckle my father?"

Zhu Qing akimbo, shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, tell you what you are doing so much." Zhu Qing's eyes rolled, "Don't die,

"Eating a halberd is not a child's play."

"What's more, what you are facing is a quasi-long cook who is walking on the road, Ayu, don't die!" Zhu Qing finished speaking, pushing the door and leaving, the back looks very unrestrained, but backhanded She closed the door and walked quickly to a corner, and she stopped abruptly.

Looking up at the electric lights in the hallway, Zhu Qing's eyes were a little dazed.

The lights flickered, the colors were mesmerizing, and they spilled over the head. The red carpet on the ground was in a dreamlike light, bursting with red light, like a microcosm of the corner of Abi Hell, making Zhu Qing's heart throbbing.

This is not a good sign.

"Ayu, will you be okay?"

Zhu Qing's heart was tensed, cold sweat overflowed on his back.

"Yes!" As soon as she gritted her silver teeth, the suspicion and wavering on Qiao's face were all shattered by this clean kick.Zhu Qing stepped out, his eyes were filled with unseen fierceness, "You can lose, but with me, no one can hurt Ayu!"

She whispered, for no reason, a deep-buried memory suddenly surged up like a tide.

An elegant embroidery pavilion.

The air was full of medicinal materials, and under the brocade quilt embroidered on the couch was a woman with a pale complexion.

"Xiao Qing..." Zhu Qing felt an extra cold palm in her hand. The woman was obviously dying. There was no resentment on her face, with a gentle smile on her face. "That kid will ask you more. Take care of it."

Outside the Embroidery Pavilion, a large group of people from the Zhu Mansion gathered, all with sad faces, but more relieved.

After the birth of Miss Zhu's house, her body was already at the root of the disease and she did not cook much. She had already left her job as a chef for now and began to become a qualified mother.But a month ago, the bad news came that the frail eldest lady was exhausted and in extreme grief. She had a high fever for ten consecutive days and the medicine was not working.

In this world, the chef is respected, but before the chef reaches a certain level, his body is at best better than ordinary people, but it is far from the exaggerated level of preventing all diseases and prolonging life.

Once dying, martial arts masters can only die with a smile.

Outside of the crowd, Zhu Ji took a steaming food box and listened to the weeping sound from the Embroidery Pavilion. His vicissitudes of face suddenly became more than a decade old, and his straight body appeared slightly rickety.

...

boom!

Backstage, Wei Zhong slammed a punch on the table and said furiously: "Zhuzi dare you!"

Duan Hong and Wang Qian who followed him to the backstage also looked at each other.

That Demon King Xia's troubles also caused the two Lin Chu to be shocked.

Toot.

The phone vibrated, Duan Hong glanced at Wei Zhong, who was panting and calming his back to them, connected the phone and whispered a few words, then handed the phone out, "Old Wei, Master Huang wants you to answer the phone."

Wei Zhong inhaled and exhaled, his anger disappeared, changing into a calmness like water.

"Okay, although there are variables and deviations from the plan, the halberd is a halberd. Whether we take the initiative or are invited, our initial goal has been achieved!"

"...Well, as you ordered, I think he will agree to the halberd treaty!"

The phone hangs up.

It just so happened that someone knocked on the door, and Qi Qingyan's voice came in, "Chef Wei, Lao Lao ordered me to come over to you to confirm the halberd treaty."

"Please come in."

Qi Qingyan entered the door, with a hint of anxiety, and left to observe Wei Zhong, only to see the alternate Noodle King who had been invited to eat a halberd in public, with a smile on her mouth.

That expression, that expression, did not see the slightest anger.

This is calmness from the heart!

Qi Qingyan felt a little in her heart, and secretly worried about that Demon King Xia, but she kept calm and said to Wei loyally: "Please draw up a halberd treaty as soon as possible, and I will give it to Chef Xia. They also agreed that the documents will be kept by the authorities."

"Wait a minute."

Wei Zhong took a printed document from his briefcase, and started writing with a black ink pen in the treaty column.

at the same time.

Xia Yu also took a piece of paper, took a pen, and wrote three square Chinese characters on the paper.

Next to him, Lei Aoxue stared at these three words slightly.

"This denies everything... torture!"

"The loser will not only lose the dignity of being a chef, but the chef's career will also be completely destroyed!"