Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

The road to cooking is indeed like sailing against the current.The old man Xia Qing told the truth, but it is rare for him to go back to Shu. Whether he came back to check the entry of grandson's cooking skills is the most clear in his heart.

at this time.

In the practice kitchen in the backyard of Ju downstairs, Xia Yu had no knowledge of the outside situation and still focused on "cultivation."

Speaking of practice makes perfect, cooking shining does not mention other difficult metaphysical things. At the very least, the chef must be at least fully skilled in the recipe, right?He turned his back to the doors and windows, squatted down, and added new charcoal to the charcoal pile in front of him. Of course, the'Morse Oil', which has the metaphor of the explosive material, is indispensable in the structure of his new recipe.

A crack was opened at the door with a cracking grin, and the voice was extremely soft. The concentrated Xia Yu didn't notice the movement, and several faces approached the gap.

Just in time, Xia Yu shook the glass, and a cloud of golden grease fell into the coal pile. The flames buzzed in a flash, and the whole room was immediately illuminated like a melting pot.

"Ok?"

Several pairs of secretly observing eyes condensed slightly.

Xia Yu turned to the workbench and paused. Perhaps he noticed the smell of the doors and windows outside, but he just shook his head and didn't shout.These days, the number of people in Yuanyue's team secretly observed less, it was all his own, he didn't care.

Picking up the large hollow iron ball that had been split into two halves on the tabletop, Xia Yu wiped it clean with a rag. When the light reflected lightly inside, she picked up several pieces of meat from the plate with chopsticks and stuffed them into the inner cavity of the iron ball.

"This iron ball, isn't it a kitchenware?" Outside the doors and windows, several faces close to the gap were filled with doubts.

Although the old man Xia Qing came from a poor background, he has accumulated extraordinary knowledge for so many years.As for the leader of the dark world, Yan Qi, his sight moved from the iron ball to the meat slices in the cavity, and then he looked at the flaming charcoal pile, and suddenly he had a strong sense of familiarity, "...this iron ball and chains How is it like an essential tool in an ancient recipe."

Yan Qi almost called out the name of the "Kaihua Rice Crust" recipe.

Click!

An iron ball buckled, and in this cycle, Xia Yu got a few big hollow black iron balls stuffed with pieces of meat.

Soon, the crisp chain sound rang.

Seeing Xia Yu holding a bunch of chains in his hands, the iron balls were hung in the air, colliding with each other and clanging, Xia Qing and Yan Qi looked at each other.

"I'll just say--"

For a long time, I came here according to Ji's voice, and I heard the noise inside the house a little outside, "No wonder these days, from morning to night, every time I pass by the yard, I can hear the clanging noise."

He may be the person with the most human rights in the Yuanyue team. Xia Yu retreats. Zhu Qing, Maki and Erina follow closely to know Xia Yu's progress. Miyoko, sisters Tamagawa and Kobayashi Gentiana-senpai also probably know These movements were made by Xia Yu, but he didn't know the general structure of the recipe.

The blazing flame makes the space inside the house look like the inside of a gossip stove.

Xia Yu is like a great sage who is locked in a gossip furnace by Taishang Laojun. He has supernatural powers and is not afraid of flames.

In just a few minutes, the several large iron balls that were constantly swinging in the flame sea, from the black metal shape at the beginning, gradually burned red, the temperature rose sharply, and turned to orange-red.

This is a "temperature" that ordinary people cannot understand and control.There is no doubt that if someone tries to take a piece of red-hot iron, roast beef or pork, and prepare to have a teppanyaki feast, the piece of meat must be scorched and smoked when the red-hot iron is attached. A group of black dried wood meat.

"It's like using'red pot' to stir-fry pork belly." Yan Qi whispered.

"Since he was able to stir-fry pork belly in a red pot very early, it would be no problem to use hot red iron balls and secretly braised pork slices after a year." Xia Qing said coolly, to the flames of the grandson in the house. Deduction, no touch.

Suddenly, Xia Yu stopped.

The flame stopped spitting, and there was silence in the house.

Seeing Xia Yu turned his head to take a large earthen jar, held it in her arms, and held the iron spoon at the same time. I don’t know how he got it. With the iron spoon handle, he gently knocked on a certain mechanism that burned the iron ball. Hearing a click, the iron ball cracked a small gap. Xia Yu poured water into the iron ball with a spoon. An iron ball was about two spoons of sauce.

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The sauce poured onto the meat slices inside the iron ball, but it instantly caught fire. Xia Yu moved very quickly. The process was only a few seconds short, and the flame that had just emerged was isolated by the enclosed iron ball.

"Om—"

The air oscillated again due to the swinging iron ball.

Very abruptly, a scent of fragrance came to the doors and windows, and everyone who was observing secretly felt the ultimate taste of being cooked, seductive, with blank expressions on their faces.

"Bang clang" sound awakened everyone.

It may only have passed more than ten or twenty seconds, or it may be a few minutes. In short, when everyone recovered, the iron balls in the house had all been opened, and a pile of grilled meat slices were spread on the plate, piled up into small hills, and it was hot. .

Xia Qing and Yan Qi glanced at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands to push the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xia Yu didn't lift her head either, she just hugged her arms and stared at the barbecue on the plate, her eyebrows frowned slightly.He is still not satisfied with the dishes.

"His—" a gasping voice.

Someone ate it stealthily and reached out and grabbed a piece of steaming meat directly. Who knows that just after the fingers are clamped, there is almost the heat of the skin.The old man Xia Qing's face twitched, holding back the high temperature, and opening his mouth to bite the piece of meat. The teeth were fighting all the time, and his originally serious and serious face was written with horror.

puff.

The clothes exploded, it was a top.

Another voice said: "It's the essence of explosion again, it's wonderful!"

Xia Yu finally realized that something was wrong. This voice was obviously an old man, not a beautiful girl.He turned his head and looked at Yan Qi in amazement. The leader of the dark world seemed to have the image of the red iron ball spinning rapidly, and said: "The fire looks rough and rough, but the inside can no longer be gentle and delicate. The small fire is hidden in the big explosion. In the middle, the blazing flames on the surface are the explosion of the compressed essence and flames-this is the perfect state of the explosion!

Yan Qi admired Xia Yu's explosive skills.

After all, this culinary skill originated from the dark cooking world, and he could also, but in terms of realm and attainments, it was still a distance from Xia Yu.In any case, Yan Qi, who has learned the cooking skills of the dark world, is not a master of fire.

Xia Qing's throat squirmed, swallowing the meat, sweating on his forehead, "This is seven mature beef cubes——"

There are slices of meat on the plate, ranging in size and shape, and there are also meat cubes, and it is a "snowflake beef beef cube" that Xia Yu calmly cuts. If not before roasting, the beef cubes are distributed with a very beautiful white snowflake texture, and after the roast , Although the white texture of the meat grains is gone, these textures will become hot and thick butter in Xia Qing's mouth.

"Seven mature?"

Hearing this, there was a burst of exclamation.Everyone in Yuanyue also poured in, gulping, staring at the barbecue work on the table.