Rebirth as a Cooking God

Bang clang.

When I tasted Maki's French Jelly, I could still hold the fork tightly, but the moment I took a bite of Tasuke's food, it fell out of my hand.

How can this slightly sour taste be magnified... Unqualified! Absolutely unqualified!

Shinomiya Kojiro struggled in vain.

acid!

Even if it's just a hint of sourness, it's a stark contrast to Maki's sweet French jelly.

Silently picked up the fork, took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean, Kojiro Shinomiya didn't say a word, forked another piece of French jelly and sent it to the entrance.

boom

Something has been pried open.

In a blink of an eye, Hokkaido in the early spring came.

There is still ice and snow in the fields that have not yet melted. A beautiful and gentle mother stood on the other side of the field and called softly to a girl who had just learned to walk and was tied with big braids: Xiaohui, Xiaohui, come here, I am here !

The girl was dressed very thickly, and the jacket wrapped her chubbyly, and the air was still cold. She had a lovely blush on her cheeks, babbling, crooked, and walking forward step by step.

Snapped

Suddenly, Kojiro Shinomiya frowned.

The girl named Xiaohui fell down, and the ground was covered with a hard layer of ice, but just as she fell, the girl immediately sat up, with clear and flawless eyes like big jewels, fixedly staring at her mother standing on the other side of the field ridge, and climbed up again. up.

Snapped. After taking a few steps, he fell down again.

Shinomiya Kojiro turned his head a little unbearably, but he was still focusing on the toddling girl from the corner of his eyes.

You are so stupid!

Soon, the girl fell for the third time. Kojiro Shinomiya cursed coldly. Seeing the girl's palms were red from the fall, and her knees and body were covered with icy slag, he sighed deeply and planned to go over to help her.

Unexpectedly, just after taking half a step with her right foot, the girl climbed up again. Tears were already rolling in her eyes, but she did not cry, but stretched out her hands, like a clumsy penguin on the ice, her face was tense and she tried her best to hold on. Keeping the balance, move forward bit by bit.

Idiots will be eliminated!

Kojiro Shinomiya said, seeing off the girl happily throwing herself into her mother's arms, for some reason, there was a trace of soreness in the corners of her eyes.

Kojiro!

There was a mother's call behind her, and Sigong's body tensed up immediately.

The picture changed again, and Shinomiya Kojiro found himself smaller, with a dirty school uniform on his body, pain in his face, arms, and back.

He raised his arms in a daze, and there were bruises and purple spots on his thin and thin arms. This was not a bruise, but a record left from fighting with other children.

The environment is also the country road that Kojiro is familiar with. There are green fields on both sides of the road. Many childhood memories come to mind at once. Lying on the grass on the ramp, resting your head on your hands, quietly watching the clouds drifting by in the sky, and...

“Taste of Hometown!”

Shinomiya Kojiro thought in disbelief, at this moment, that beautiful mother walked up to him and knelt down, watching the little boy who was in a mess because of fighting with his friends.

Xiaojiro, why are you fighting with them again? His mother brushed the grass fibers off his clothes with her fair hands.

His hair was also messy. When the weeds were inserted upside down, his mother also used her hands to tidy him carefully. Finally, she held his swollen little face with a pair of warm palms. Seeing that he was silent, she smiled. Yi said: It must be because of your bad personality that my friends fight with you. If you don't reflect on yourself, no one will want to play with you in the future.

snort!

Turning his head away, Kojiro Shinomiya subconsciously said, I'm fine by myself! I don't need any partners!

Snapped. There was a slight pain in the forehead.

The young mother flicked the young man's forehead with her finger, and helplessness flashed across her eyes, Kojiro, please be good to me!

The nose suddenly became sore.

Fighting with his little friend, the boy didn't cry, but now he was completely trapped by his mother's gentle offensive, Shinomiya Kojiro couldn't control himself at all, and fell into that warm embrace, hugging his mother's neck tightly, unwilling to let go.

cry.

Cry a lot.

I put all the difficulties and obstacles I encountered in opening a restaurant in the war zone in Paris, France, the depression in my heart, and the fear that my cooking skills could not go further, all in a warm embrace, through crying, and let it out to my heart's content.

...

real world.

The fork fell on the table, Shinomiya Kojiro supported the table with both hands, buried his head deeply, tears flowed across his face, down his jaw, and fell drop by drop onto the ground.

At this time, except for Xia Yu and Ryoko Lina, no one will disturb him who is crying heartily. The other four judges, as well as Morita Maki, Xinghei Soma and Nakiri Erina, are all immersed in the hometown world woven by Tasuo Megumi. .

The warmest harbor is undoubtedly the familiar hometown.

I was scarred from fighting outside, and when I returned to my hometown, my mother stood in front of the familiar house, asking for warmth, and anyone would be captured by that kind of tenderness.

Shinomiya Kojiro was not defeated by Maki's sweetheart attack, but under Tian Suohui's faint sour mood, he was defeated.

Even Dojima Gin, who is like an iron man, has faint glints of water in the corners of his eyes.

half an hour.

The basement kitchen was still immersed in a mysterious silence.

The one with the ugliest face here is probably Nakiri Erina.

When it comes to hometown and childhood, although there are sweet and rare memories, there is also that terrible figure that she doesn't want to think of.

That person was her father, a dark cook, who tried to lead her 'God Tongue' into darkness.

Another dish full of personal imprints!

Mizuhara Fuyumi squatted on the chair, sniffed her nose, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with the same paralyzed face, Even, the intention that Kei Tiansho bestowed on cooking is stronger than Maki Morita's. We can't control ourselves emotion.

Dojima Yin nodded and said: This time, Tian Suohui also used 'vinegar'. Although the cauliflower is intact, there is no oxidative discoloration, and there is no need to use 'vinegar' to bleach. However, the light sour taste of vinegar is different from the whole French vegetable jelly. The sweetness and sweetness mixed together form an incomparably harmonious taste... This stroke is also the 'finishing touch' that contains her strong intention!

He stared at Tian Suohui intently, his eyes emitting a fiery light.

It's like looking at a piece of peerless jade, not uncut jade.

The 'cooking heart' that is about to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly is incredible! My heart was deeply shaken. Dojima Gin never imagined that such a good seed existed among the first-year high school freshmen.

Although it is clumsy...but it is also gritting its teeth, working hard, and walking forward step by step! It is so clumsy and cute!

Kojiro Shinomiya said this suddenly after wiping away his tears.

He then pulled away Ganri Xiangzi who was hugging Tian Suohui, looked at the female student's evasive and frightened eyes, and said word by word:

I withdraw my previous evaluation, you are qualified!

No, it's excellent!

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