Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Xia Yu simply uncovered the lid, and the sound became clearer, and the situation in the bowl was completely displayed in the broadcast lens, and even if he did not look at the big screen above his head, he only looked at it with his eyes. It can be seen that a ball of red flames like fire, with big fists, in the middle of the black and white noodles, passionate like fire, blooming desperately.

As a result, a trace of dull red was rendered in the black and white silk.

"What is this, I think many people know it." Xia Yu grinned.

"Zay sauce, noodles?"

Nagiri Senzaemon hesitated.

Zhu Ji shook his head, "For authentic fried noodles, meat is indispensable in the refining step of "Jianjiang". It can be pork, chicken, or beef. The method of making the sauce is similar. , Stir-fry the minced meat, add various seasonings, among which the dry yellow sauce is the most important. When collecting the juice, pay attention to it, not too dry..."

Suddenly realizing that his answer was off-topic, Zhu Ji stopped talking, pointed his finger at the fist-sized'red sauce' in the noodle bowl, with a smile on his mouth, "So, this is not an ordinary fried sauce. It is scallops, shrimp, abalone, shiitake mushrooms, potatoes, eggplant."

"Are there six kinds?" Nakiri Senzaemon nodded.

Of course, the only thing that can dye this mass of material into a passionate red is the crushed dried red pepper.

And it also has a strong aroma of pepper.

Thinking of Xia Yu holding a large Chinese pot and spoon, filling it with oil, frying the pepper, and then pouring the oil in the chopped chili peppers and these material pieces, this was the fabric that exuded a strong heat. , Frightened, swallowed, licked his lips, "grooving, chili, pepper, this combination... the coolness and happiness of the two together?"

At this time, Xia Yu spread her hands, "In fact, my noodles are very refreshing, and they don't emphasize the taste."

You liar!

I won't talk about the red material.

The black and white, black-and-white noodles make people intimidate.

Everyone complained like this in their hearts.

"Can you tell me where your creative inspiration comes from?" Zhu Ji asked, staring.

"Well……"

Xia Yu frowned in distress, "Why do my must-kill recipes end up in the form of noodles, ah, I don’t understand it myself, that is, it just happens naturally, just as I want. It’s like starting with egg fried rice. It ends with the noodles everyone knows and eats."

"but."

"I melted all my insights into a furnace, put it in a bowl, and you will feel it."

After hearing this, the five judges did not say anything, and picked up the chopsticks together.

Huh.

As soon as the chopsticks were pounded, the black noodles and white noodles became messy and mixed with each other.

The material placed on it, in the shape of a condensed hemisphere, is also scattered.

A large amount of black and white noodles wrapped in the raw material and sent it to the mouth. First, the three sages of IGO made a sound. Lance was originally a small mouth tasting experience. Suddenly his eyes protruded, his appetite burned, and the small mouth swallowing immediately changed He swallowed, while sucking the noodles, he exclaimed in a refreshing tone: "Unexpectedly delicious...The black noodles are indeed squid noodles, and the white noodles are potato noodles? But why is the elasticity so amazing? Also, scallops, shrimps, abalone, shiitake mushrooms, potatoes, eggplant and other materials are mixed with peppers and peppers. Why do they match so strangely, ah, the sun's... breath?"

Lance stopped and couldn't help but carefully observe the noodle bowl.

Completely messed up.

However, there are still a few pieces of the original condensed material that have not melted and disappeared in the noodles.

The mouth secreted more saliva. Lance took a spoon in his left hand, took a spoonful, and only scooped up a piece of unsmelted sauce, including shredded shiitake mushrooms, abalone, shrimp and minced eggplant. They are because of the mashed potatoes. Sex, stick together.

Swallow imports!

His eyes widened, bloodshot.

"Boom—"

A bronze door with two big blood-red letters on the words "Dead Door" suddenly opened.

Behind the door, a crimson, the world of purgatory, ghosts and monsters.

Hiss.

Lance couldn't help but spit out his tongue and gasped, eating only the bottom of the material. The hot pepper made him unable to bear it, so he held his chopsticks and lowered his head and ate a large bite of noodles into his mouth.

Another door opened, and it was Shengmen.

It's refreshing.

"sun!"

"sunlight!"

Lance burst into tears.

The transition between the lunar and the sun is just one bite.

"It's mine!" Nagiri Senzaemon looked at the infinitely deep world behind the door, his mouth open.

Not far away, in the front row of the auditorium, the old monk who came with Nageri Senzaemon, the abbot of Ichijin, looked at the broadcast screen, and suddenly chanted: "The impermanence of all forms is whether they are born or passed. Extinction is gone, dying is happiness."

"This is the Wabi-Sabi that contains the principle of'impermanence'!"

The old monk was in the scene of making trouble with the noodle bowl, but he saw the flourishing age of cooking oil.

The noodles that seemed to have a very heavy flavor were wiped out by the judges in less than a minute.

On the table, 5 empty bowls are neatly arranged.

Zhu Ji, Lance, and Nagiri Senzaemon are like babies who have received new toys, and their peaceful faces are filled with joy.

And the IGO sage, who is one level lower in realm, seemed to be asleep, his eyes half-open and half-closed.

For a long time, Doris tentatively said: "Everyone?"

"Haha—"

Lance laughed like waking up from a dream, "This is the world! It's so colorful!"

Zhu Ji nodded, and looked at each other shockedly with Nakiri Senzaemon.

If you say that Gaius’s “Grilled and Marinated Octopus” is a small peek, you use a telescope-like prop to carefully peek at the “sea world”.

Then, Xia Yu's "Impermanence Noodle" is depicting the real cooking world with very real brushwork.

"Grilled octopus" comes with a cheerful BGM of octopus dance.

And'Impermanence Face', the BGM background music, should be the Yin Cao Jifu, profound, reincarnation, and dying.

From the perspective of melody performance, Xia Yu's "Impermanent Face" won in the jury.

Undoubted victory.

It’s difficult to perform complex and mixed tunes to the extreme. It is so beautiful that it makes the scalp numb. No, even the soul trembles operation, only Zhuji, Lance, and Nakiri Senzaemon are deep. Understand.

The more I know, the more terrifying and horrible I feel.

"This... is your'must kill'?"

Nakiri Senzaemon, slowly asked, his tone of voice seemed difficult.

Xia Yu smiled refreshingly: "Well, I am very satisfied with the kill, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Lance narrowed his expression reluctantly, and the eyes staring at Xia Yu were filled with helplessness and distress, "I said, you are too powerful."

"Sure? The dragon will kill?"

A sage whispered to himself and shook his head violently, "So this dish is only the height that the dragon will kill, I think, this is equivalent to setting up an impenetrable high wall. Who would dare to claim to have created a personal in the future? The dragon will kill?"

"Why! I can't control my thoughts, I just want to throw my golden vote on the empty bowl in front of me!"

Ding.

Coins fall into the bowl.

The audience was stunned.

This is, Tu Shen succeeded?

At this time, Xia Yu can no matter what the reviewer is saying, happy, check the system's pop-up information.

The Lv100 full cooking level cannot be upgraded.

On the recipe bar, a newly added unnamed recipe that is in the same position as the recipe of "Mother Sun Ball" is shiny.

"Please name the recipe for the host."

"Although seriously it is just a bowl of super fried noodles, cough, but considering the need to spread the classics in the future and stay in the history of the gourmet world, we still need a compelling name... just'Impermanence Noodles'. ."

Xia Yu thought cheerfully.

"What a joke!"

Unwilling to be reduced to the roar of the defeated, Xia Yu glanced at the past, "Well, just now your eyes invited me to taste your'roasted octopus', and now I also invite you to taste my'impermanent noodles', each other."

As a result, Xia Yu returned and brought another bowl of noodles, and Gaius, who had taken the chopsticks to taste, was petrified in place.