Rebirth as a Cooking God

In fact, Xia Yu really didn't know whether his seven repeated dishes could satisfy Ma Si's appetite.

But isn't the fun in the unknown?

He wants to get back the shopping street property, protect Xia's small shop, and has put in all his efforts for it. Even if he fails, he will not leave any regrets. Instead, he will continue to improve his cooking skills and fight again in the future .

wow

Opening the door, Xia Yu and Liangzi Lina carried trays and entered the private room one after another.

Mars has already gone to the bathroom to sort out his appearance. This is the personable, young-looking giant of the Gourmet Club again. Just looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that this guy has an inhuman appetite and stomach.

What is this? Wrapped in tin foil, there are seven... grilled dishes? Ma Si asked curiously.

After eating 'Frost's Magical Mapo Tofu', Ma Si's evaluation of Xia Yu suddenly increased a lot. No wonder he was the chef who defeated his favorite disciple and couldn't think of challenging him.

It's no wonder that Professor Smith commented that even a super chef, if he doesn't master the 'special must-kill dishes', he will not be able to defeat a powerful enemy.

Frost's Fall Magic Mapo Tofu can be said to have overturned Masi's cognition of tofu cuisine.

He has never eaten such a delicious tofu dish.

Therefore, the devil's appetite that he was trying to suppress, was completely awakened by the surprise that he was caught off guard!

It's not wrong to say that it's barbecue cooking, because the cooking method of 'barbecue' is an indispensable part of cooking. Xia Yu said.

Seven in total.

Masi counted, with a deep smile on the corner of his mouth.

A total of 35 million yen, that is to say, the price of each dish is 5 million yen. Generally, the price of special dishes that are badly cooked is about the same price, and those with a little novelty are more than 10 million.

And if you talk about fantasy recipes that use 'fantasy ingredients', the price can be said to be... no upper limit!

He chuckled, and glanced playfully at Xia Yu Gujing Wubo's face.

If the quality of these seven dishes is close to that of 'Shuangjiang Magical Mapo Tofu', no, 80%... 70% of the quality is also acceptable, then I have earned it!

Deliberately strengthened the tone of the word earned.

Ma Si was observing Xia Yu's reaction.

Unexpectedly, his expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't care much about money.

Raising eyebrows, this time Masi was surprised. Are there people who don't love money?

how……

As soon as Ma Si was about to speak, Xia Yu waved his hand and said, Principal Ma Si, we will talk about the price later, please try my dishes first, maybe they can satisfy you— —”

His complexion froze slightly, for some reason, his heart was somewhat awe-inspiring at the moment. Ma Si stared at the boy's really young face, and raised the corner of his mouth, What a funny little guy!

He also simply reached out and grabbed a tinfoil bag that was still hot, and placed it on the tea table.

Peel off the sealing tape.

Snapped!

At this moment, the volcano erupted, and the originally casual expression suddenly shook.

Ma Si's hand froze above the mouth of the bag, first the piercing cold wind blew, and then the heart-biting heat of the burning flames.

In just a second or two, the palm of his hand actually experienced the feeling of absolute zero and infinite flames!

His complexion became serious.

This 'barbecue dish' is very unusual!

Staring at the mouth of the bag that was slowly opening, Masi said word by word.

Principal Mars, wait—

Xia Yu called Ma Si who was about to take a spoon in time, and asked Liangzi Lina to help, and the two of them opened the remaining six tinfoil bags together.

At this moment, even Isshiki Kei, Kobayashi Rindan, Chiyo Aichi, and Watanabe Yuki who were standing outside the door shook their bodies with the cold and hot air coming from their nostrils.

Only Nakiri Erina, who had really tasted the Song of Ice and Fire, could barely remain calm.

On the tea table, there are charcoal-grilled paella wrapped in tin foil.

A strong aroma filled the room.

Masi's appetite was aroused again, his eyes turned red, and he struggled to maintain a trace of reason. This time, he did not rush to wolf down, but carefully looked at the paella in the bag, and the more he looked at it, the more amazed he became.

pretty!

No less beautiful than 'Frost's Fall Magic Mapo Tofu'!

Hey, black rice?

His pupils shrank slightly, and his stomach let out a cry of hunger. Ma Si didn't care about the nonsense, took the big spoon from Xia Yu, scooped it up and lifted it up, the paella was full, and there was a piece of boneless meat on the surface. Monkfish.

Open your mouth and swallow half a spoonful.

body swing.

There is some extreme taste, rushing up the throat along the head, and the mental defense suddenly collapsed.

Where am I……

When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by bustling people, old streets, medieval European-style houses, and passers-by in various costumes, surrounding him at the corner of the street.

The fingers moved unconsciously.

thump!

The melodious melody sounded, and Masi stared blankly at the maple harp he was holding in his arms, and then looked at the decorations on his body, light leather armor, cloth clothes, dusty, and polished leather boots on his feet. With a dagger pinned to his back and a dagger hidden in his boots, looking at his attire, he was clearly those wandering bards in the fantasy world.

The poet who has traveled through the continents and seen the customs and customs of the countries has a weather-beaten face and a pair of deep eyes.

I saw that accompanied by the melody, the poet sang on the street corner:

From the gray mist mountains to the scorching sun and the sea of ​​sand, all the way across the mountains, plains, rivers and forests, and directly across half of the continent, I followed the footsteps of the red dragon tyrant, and finally came to a peninsula full of volcanoes...

This is narrative poetry.

Mas himself is the poet. While playing and singing, while recalling, his chest is full of fatigue from the journey, but he also has another kind of satisfaction of discovery and exploration.

Behind an active volcano with an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, there is a magnificent temple built of granite!

Huge and towering stone pillars...

Beautiful relief...

It overlooks the entire peninsula. On the spacious temple square, there are statues of the gods, but there is only one statue among them. From ancient times to the present, it has been worshiped by people day and night!

Snapped.

Thoughts stop here.

Ma Si opened his eyes in reality, and Xia Yu guided him to scoop up a spoonful of paella in another tin foil bag to taste.

bitter!

This bag of paella deliberately increased the dosage of certain spices, putting the spice formula on the verge of collapse.

It's an artichoke!

The taste similar to walnut kernels, accumulated together, erupted on the tip of the tongue. It was so abrupt, but Ma Si's heart trembled again, his whole body stiffened again, and he lost his mind.

on the desert.

A pilgrim was drowned by the wind and sand.

Fall down countless times, stand up countless times. Mas was locked in the perspective, his eyes could only stare bloodshot at the mountains at the end of the sky, where the mountains were surrounded by volcanic ash all year round, and the sky was even red.

But the red light is like a guiding light, and there is only an extremely pious belief in my heart:

Be sure to go to the temple on the volcano!

Hoo, hoo, hoo...

After an unknown amount of time, Ma Si opened his eyes again, his breathing began to be messy, and he looked at the dishes on the tea table with a trace of fear gradually showing in his eyes.

However, Ma Si gritted his teeth and ate the spoon again!

what happened……

Outside the private room, Isshiki, Kobayashi Rindou and others who witnessed Masi eating paella looked at each other in surprise.

This time Mas is really enjoying the food, chewing slowly, lest he miss a certain taste, a certain secret of the chef's cooking, just like a wild beast has been tamed, sitting obediently, the gentleman's style is too eccentric.

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