Rebirth as a Cooking God

When 'Walker' Wu Jin arrived at the village of Jiankou Great Wall, the small scenic spot market in the suburbs was as lively as the City God's Temple on holidays. There was almost no place to stand among the crowds.

Dudu.

The mobile phone in the trouser pocket vibrated with a message. It was an announcement from the ‘Dark Cuisine World Exchange Group’:

Everyone gathers in the special stands, where we are.

The announcement comes with a road map.

Wu Jin glanced at it and knew where the gathering place was. He followed the crowd and climbed the Wild Great Wall. It was now around one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour before the start. This time was the hottest time of the day in the sweltering heat.

Gradually, the crowds around became sparse, because as we climbed, the section of the Wild Great Wall became more and more steep, and because it had not undergone strict official renovation, the wall stacks of the Wild Great Wall were more damaged. Walking a few dozen meters further, There were military police in camouflage uniforms who set up a separation line to discourage or take strong measures to expel the people who tried to continue going up.

Chef Wu, please.

A staff member checked Wu Jin's chef badge and respectfully moved out of the way.

The place where the dark cooking world gathers is on a tower on the Jiankou Great Wall.

This tower is well-preserved and the terrain is relatively high. After Wu Jin climbed up, his view suddenly opened up.

Uncle Wu, you are here!

‘Little Tianjixing’ Wu Yingying waved hello.

At this time, dozens of people have gathered on the tower, including men and women, old and young. They can be regarded as the most active group of elites in the dark world in the country.

The leader Yan Qi is not here, and the real ‘Tianji Xing’ Wu Tong, as a senior cadre, is the well-deserved leader of this group of people.

In addition, familiar faces, such as Yan Mo and Hong Yi, and a group of special chefs who once represented the dark world and went to the island country to participate in the Sapporo International Competition, are also there.

Where is the main stand - Wu Yingying took the initiative to introduce and pointed to it.

About twenty meters away, there is another large tower.

What is striking is that in this tower, there are pack carriers going up and down, constantly carrying bags of ingredients into the interior of the tower.

On the tower, an open-air kitchen has been set up. The kitchen counters are stacked along the walls, two horizontally and two vertically, to define the city.

Outside the kitchen counter is a row of mahogany chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes.

Wu Jin also discovered the special stand for Baiyu Tower. On the left side of the Dark World Stand, separated by a hill, about fifty meters away, both sides could vaguely see the figures and faces on the other side's tower. Some acquaintances waved and said hello.

As for the ordinary people, they were separated far away and gathered on a complete section of the city wall near the halfway point of the mountain. Looking from high to low, it was dark and dense, and the noise spread far away in the quiet mountain wilderness.

I'm afraid there are ten or twenty thousand people gathered here. Wu Jin took a breath of air.

You know, this outdoor cooking, without any publicity, took only 24 hours from yesterday's preparation to today's preparation, but it still attracted a huge crowd of viewers, which really proved the chef's ability. Attention?

look--

Wu Yingying pointed to a group of pack carriers. They were all big and round, like laborers in Huashan. It was not easy to move bags of ingredients from the bottom of the mountain to the steep tower on the top of the mountain.

But the focus is not on how hard it is to pick the work. What people are paying attention to is what is contained in the bulging and heavy bags.

Ingredients determine the content of the dish.

What's more, this is an outdoor open-air cooking event that the young Chef Long suddenly started after returning to China after disappearing for more than two months.

Who wouldn’t want to know the answer to the mystery in advance, so that they can feel superior and show off to others and friends.

Uncle Wu, do you know what's in the bag?

Wu Yingying's smile had the cunning flavor of a female fox.

Although the news of the outdoor cooking spread overnight, the information about the ingredients and recipes was particularly tight.

Rice? Noodles?

Wu Jin stared at the sack on the back of a picker.

On the other side, Wu Tong held his hands on the wall stacks of the stands and stared closely at the huge tower in the center, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

The row of chairs in the center belongs to a group of dragon chefs who rank high in the Chinese world.

The big chair in the center is of course the dragon-headed Zhuji.

As a veteran of the generation and a major leader in the dark cooking world, Wu Tong was excluded from the core circle.

Wu Tong knew exactly what this signal meant.

In fact, since the last naming ceremony of Qilinzi, his plan has been aborted, and now...

The evil in his eyes almost turned into reality, Wu Tong thought to himself:

“Open-air cooking?”

What else is he going to tinker with? Logically speaking, there is no need to go to war with ordinary dragon-level recipes. Zhu Ji, the immortal, doesn't have the time to go crazy with a little kid. Dragon-level classics? Better than his 'No. 1 Fire Dragon' Fish' is even more powerful? If you go up to the classic level, you will be very close to being killed... Is it possible...

The pupils instantly contracted.

Unbelievable thoughts came to mind, and Wu Tong frightened himself, How long has it been! It's impossible!

Massive tower on top of mountain, interior.

Xia Yu was sitting quietly on a wooden stool. One meter away from him was the wooden ladder climbing to the top.

The last batch of ingredients was carried by the pickers. Ye Feizhou was sweating profusely. He and Wei Qinglian counted the mountains of ingredients inside the tower. He immediately woke up Xia Yu and handed over a list of ingredients.

The inventory is complete. Take a look. If you have anything to add, please mention it quickly. I will call the mountain to deliver another batch. Ye Feizhou held a pager in his hand.

Stained with sweat, this thing was dark, greasy, thick and big.

What time is it now? Xia Yu glanced at the list and placed it on the table beside his hand.

It's almost half past one!

Wei Qinglian looked at the lady's watch. She is also very busy. Her face, which was originally cold and cold and should not be approached by strangers, is stained with a blush due to sweating. Now she has descended into the mortal world. If the public takes a picture of her and spreads it to the Internet, she will definitely attract another wave of goddess fans. .

cough.

At this time, a long shadow was cast from the tower door.

The leader Zhu Ji led several dragon chefs from the inner circle of the Chinese community to come in one after another.

No problem? Zhu Ji said concisely.

Totally O***K!

Xia Yu made a gesture.

Zhu Ji nodded and climbed up the wooden ladder to the top. Suddenly, the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami could be heard in the wilderness of the Great Wall outside.

There is no doubt about the popularity of the leader of the Chinese food industry.

Then came Yan Qi, Kong Chun, Wei An, Li Wannian, and Lan Fengxian.

Well?

The seventh person stopped, opened his mouth to Xia Yu, stopped talking, then shook his head and sighed as he climbed up the ladder.

Xia Yu looked at the back of his old man Xia Qing and said funnyly: Just put your worries down. I have a sense of discretion.

Xia Qing didn't look back, Humph, you can do whatever you want!

When he reached the opening on the top floor, he stood tall.

Did you learn the recipe for Mother Sun Ball from our Shell Fairy Handbook?

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly asked this question. Xia Qing's voice was full of anger. Xia Yu immediately felt the questioning eyes of Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian. After thinking about it, he knew that the old man was covering for himself.

In the past, a handful of paleo recipes could be used perfunctorily.

But now, it is regarded as the source of the world of light, a supreme ancient recipe.

Since Liu Pleiades disappeared a hundred years ago, this recipe and the finished dishes have disappeared with it. Even if his sister Liu Jinling has descendants, they are not the blood descendants of Liu Pleiades after all.

As a result, Mother Sun Ball also fell into dust.

If a hole that has been sealed for hundreds of years is opened.

Xia Yu should give the world a reasonable explanation.

The note left by Fairy Bei was also the thing that caused the Xia family's disaster in the first place. It was a shield that couldn't be more real.

Damn it! Perfect cooperation!

Just as he was about to give a secret thumbs up to the old man above him, the figure and the sunlight swayed above the wooden ladder. Xia Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, the host's invitation voice also reached his ears:

We would like to invite our Chef Xia, Xia Yu...