Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Xia Yu stared at the'Eating Demon King' closely, locking in every move.

The soup ceased fire, but the cooking was not over.

The charcoal stove returned to his field of vision, until Nagaki Senzaemon used chopsticks to pick up one piece of crab shell after another and put it on the grilling net of the charcoal stove, and everyone suddenly realized.It turned out that the commander-in-chief was planning this step before setting up a grilling net. At this time, the charcoal fire was in full swing, and it was just right.

Many people have noticed that the grilled crab shells are all cut through the main limbs of the crab claws, and there are no other parts.

The hard shell was grilled by charcoal fire, the color became darker, and a hint of jet black gradually appeared.

Xingping Chuang really sniffed his nose and was surprised in his eyes: "It's strange, there is an unspeakable taste in the charcoal fire. Is this the taste of crab shells? Why didn't I know that grilled crab shells still have this taste!"

Soon he opened his eyes again.

The crab shell was thrown into a teapot with a teapot. At this time, the lid was opened, and the steaming thick soup was poured into the big teapot. The lid was closed, as if the world was closed, and the smell in the air was lost. At the source, everyone feels uncomfortable.The appetite that was seduced was brewing and growing, and it was abruptly pinched, very upset.

"This is gaining momentum!"

Cai Pau Ichiro stood beside his son.

"Gathering momentum?" Xingping Chuangzhen was taken aback.

Cai Pau Shiro Ichiro put his hand on his son's shoulder, patted, and said softly, "Yes,'potential'! You can also understand that the process is in place, an inevitable result. Potential is in place, food is out. , Overturning the clouds and raining."

"Chuang Zhen, so do you understand why your special kills are always a little tasteless? The kills born for competition and for eating halberds are like warrior duels, which must be the gathering of all the'potentials' of the chef!"

Xingping Chuangzhen chewed on the meaning of "power", staring blankly at the crab shells and thick soup enclosed in the purple clay pot. After a while, he suddenly hammered his palm and his eyes lit up and said, "I probably understand."

"I think the so-called'potential' is to guide the atmosphere and emotions!" He said, touching his heart, "Why did I feel upset when the commander buttoned the lid? It turned out that it was influenced by the commander!"

"Mystery!"

"curiosity!"

The more Xingping Chuangzhen speaks, the more sure he is.

Having said that, this authentic pig's knuckle has the reputation of being the king of medicine. He was originally a master of mystery. He reversed time and time again, and broke out the mini-cosmic car to overturn his opponent at the final moment.The special kill recipe he was studying was too straightforward. Compared with his previous recipes, it lacked a bit of mystery, so there was no shock and impact of the so-called "being out after a thousand calls".

Athletics, eating halberds, and eye-catching are necessary.

Seeing Xiao Xingping's understanding immediately, Pau Shiro Ichiro smiled comfortedly, and said: "Without strong enough shock and impact, how can you defeat the fortress that the judges have built?"

The father and son were whispering.

"what's next?"

Xia Yu stood alone, eyes filled with inexplicable excitement.

As if he could hear his strong heartfelt voice, before the final closing step, Nagiri Senzaemon paused deliberately, looking back at the boy with a deep look.

The wild mushrooms were sliced, and several pieces were piled in a delicate goblet.

That's right, it is a Western-style transparent red wine glass, which is placed on the cooking table together with the purple sand teapot, and the style of painting is immediately wrong.

In particular, Nagiri Senzaemon still held his ears, holding up the big teapot, the spout facing the goblet.

In the dull eyes of everyone, a white waterline fell. Soon, the thick soup was filled with a half transparent glass wine glass, and the mist rushed towards the mouth of the glass. The scene at that moment was like a valley in the mist.

Thick soup, thick mist.

Transparent valley.

The original fragrance from the bottom of wild mushrooms.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, the dragon's chant was deaf and deaf, and his appetite could no longer be restrained, and quickly rushed into the blank heads of everyone.

Nagiri Senzaemon turned around in a leisurely manner, looking at the group of diners behind him who had released the strongest desires in his heart, and smiled faintly, "Everyone has it, everyone has a taste."

A series of goblets were placed on the table.

"Uh."

An untimely voice said: "Commander, can we really eat too?"

It's Maki Morita.

"Why not?" Senzaemon smiled happily.

"Because." Maki Morita bit her lip and glanced at Xia Yu. "Ayu said, don't use dragon-level dishes for Qianlong."

"Don't use Qianlong?"

Senzaemon was taken aback, then laughed, and said heartily: "This is right, but it is also wrong. This is a word in the Book of Changes, which means that things should be carefully developed at the beginning. But the dishes of Dragon Killing are different. It is already a masterpiece of integration in this realm. You can understand it as ordinary home-cooked dishes that anyone can eat."

Ordinary home cooking?

Even Maki Morita who asked the question was clearly choked, let alone other people.

Commander, your masterpieces are also classified as home-cooked dishes. Then, isn’t ours below home-cooked dishes?

Dojima Gin, the heroine, Masato Kamahara, etc. looked at each other.

"Hey, the commander said that you can eat if you can. What are you waiting for?" It turned out that the young and energetic friends of Jixingliao took the lead in eating, and they were happy to try the mice.

Xingping Chuangzhen was among the tasting partners, grabbed a wine glass, lowered his head, sniffed the smoke, and his expression immediately became a little ecstatic.He didn't hesitate too much, tilting his head up, drinking like a booze, and taking half a cup of hot soup.

"What kind of smell is this!" Xingping Chuang's face was really hot, his eyes seemed to be burned by flames, "So can the umami ignite the body too!"

"Extremely fresh!"

Cai Pau Ichiro suddenly uttered these words.

Extremely?Xia Yu twisted his eyebrows and looked at Erina Nagiri subconsciously.She is the only'soul tongue' among the people, and she has infinite advantages in the tasting session.At exactly this time, Nakiri Erina also drank her grandfather's crab shell soup, and Xia Yu caught the moment she was tasting, and her pretty face appeared in disbelief.

"Superimposition! Superimposition! Superimposition! Then...infinite!" Nakiri Erina murmured in a trembling voice, "There is an indescribable taste in the dishes, which is more powerful than'perfect', but real! "

Better than'perfect'?

Xia Yu was shocked.

He has no doubt about Erina Nagiri's judgment of "perfection", because Erina, this Nizi, has tasted his taste of "perfection" many times, and he has a clear standard for this taste realm.

Therefore, her mouth was stronger than'perfect', and such a determined tone made Xia Yu shocked.

"Above perfection, there is still an'extremely superior'?" Xia Yu doubted.

Others don't have so many worries and thoughts, and they are tasting the "Extreme Dragon's Song" by the Demon Eater.

"This smell makes my soul far away!"

"Yeah, I have never discovered that the ocean is so vast and the sky is so deep..."

The hostess swallowed the soup in Ryoko Lina's mouth, stared at the one or two pieces of wild mushrooms remaining in the glass, and slowly said: "I can't understand such a technique. Why are the three ingredients such as crab shell, kelp and wild mushroom taste delicious? , Simple stacking can produce extremely fresh!"

"Ah, no matter what, food drives me crazy! It makes me unable to think!"

Zongtai Qingmu put down an empty wine glass, cast his scorching eyes on the last remaining one on the table, and Lushan's claws leaned forward so high.

Xia Yu is still thinking about and recalling the details of Senzaemon’s cooking before, and intends to replay the cooking images captured by [Super Vision] again and again in slow playback, to find out the secret of the superposition of umami to produce the "extremely fresh" , At this moment, when he caught sight of Qing Mu Zongtai who was about to take away his share, he immediately roared, "Let go of my food!"

Talking and rushing to fight.