Rebirth as a Cooking God

The aroma, like substance, is constantly escaping from the basin on the kitchen counter.

The white aura seemed to form a dense spider web, spreading from the top of the young chef's head, and soon enveloped the entire venue.

The audience cooperated very well and lost their minds one by one.

From Bernard's perspective, this is simply a large-scale charm spell, incredible.

Um?!

A hint of aroma happened to pass by his nose. Bernard took a whiff accidentally and was stunned. He murmured in a trembling voice: Why does the taste of blood sausage... be so strange?

He couldn't help but take another breath, and his body felt a few ounces lighter.

The top student at the French Cuisine School lowered his head and shook his shoulders, obviously suppressing something.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the guest seats.

“What a familiar spice combination!”

Yu Hong, the leader of the Yangquan Restaurant team, had left his chair and stood up.

Just by smelling the smell, Chef Lin could faintly feel that a door was loosening. Boom, boom, the ancient bronze door kept trembling. This sound echoed in his heart, attracting Yu Hong, and gave him a long-lost sense of exploration. desire.

Master Yu, Master Yu...

The call from the disciple next to him brought Chef Lin back to his senses. He laughed, shook his head and sat down, whispering regretfully: If I were the judge, I would be lucky. What a pity, what a pity!

There are only 20 minutes left until the end!

Chiyo Aichi’s reminder finally broke the weird atmosphere at the scene.

Time is tight.

Xia Yu had washed his hands, touched the blood sausage, tested the temperature, and used kitchen paper to absorb the remaining water. Then he turned on the heat, set up a pan, greased it with oil, briefly fried it and then put it on the plate.

One piece of fried blood sausage is placed first, and the other piece of uncooked blood sausage is chopped into neat slices and laid out along the plate.

Finally, make a dish of garlic sauce.

Just peel and chop the garlic, add some vinegar and soy sauce and you're done.

Cooking is done!

The moment Xia Yu put the lid on and prepared to serve, the system suddenly popped up a prompt:

The cooking is 95% complete.

New recipe has been recorded, please name it.

He has no time to deal with the system now, and he will have plenty of time when he wins. When Xia Yu was holding the plate, he glanced across the stage and was slightly startled.

Click.

Bernard showed no expression as he opened the oven and took out a plate of five baked apples.

Five apples were placed on different plates, and Bernard's cooking was completed. Their eyes met across the stage, and each could clearly see the look in each other's eyes.

clang--

The golden gong sounded, and the last second happened to pass by.

Two different plates of 'black blood sausage' were placed on the judging table at the same time. One plate was brought by Bernard, which contained freshly baked apples. The fruit flavor was escaping, with a faint aroma of wine, which aroused appetite. .

The other plate was Xia Yu's. There were no baked apples, only blood sausages, but one was pan-fried and the other was boiled and sliced.

The camera gives a long close-up of the dishes.

Bernard's face turned ugly.

I am afraid of comparison in everything. His presentation is already exquisite. The sauce is poured on the pan-fried blood sausage and baked apples, and the color is bright. The camera looks like it is pointed at a carefully edited picture of food, and the audience is amazed. Voice.

However, the next moment, the camera moved to the plate next to it, Xia Yu smiled slightly and opened the lid!

Wow——

Dead silence.

The sudden burst of bright light cannot be looked directly into. The five judges in the light were stunned.

After two seconds, the light dissipated, and the blood sausage on the plate, just like the 'blood of cows, pigs, and birds' at the beginning, shone with a mysterious luster, red, as if it was uncooked and could spread out violently. The strong aroma tells the judges and the audience that the dish is complete.

The contrast between Bernard's presentation and the color of such visually striking food immediately fell into the world.

Shape and color are completely destroyed!

This is the voice of the audience.

Nakiri Erina didn't know when she put down her crossed legs, sat up straight, stopped biting her nails, and looked irritated. Her beautiful eyes stared at the screen above the venue with a blurred color, and there was clearly written in her eyes. Longing:

His food is still so beautiful! Erina whispered, her mood suddenly calmed down. The uneasiness she had felt since meeting her father inexplicably took root after seeing the familiar cooking style.

Maybe he can really defeat his father.

Erina actually wanted to completely remove the shadow her father had cast on her, but she couldn't do it herself.

cough!

The staff handed over the microphone. Xia Yu coughed into the microphone, glanced at the dumbfounded Bernard, and said, Just start with my dishes. Is that okay?

Bernard gritted his teeth and forced himself to say, Okay, you come first!

Xia Yu turned his head and met the eyes of the five judges.

Everyone, please use——

He said.

The second-to-last female judge with wavy flaxen hair stared at him with an unkind look and said word by word: Contestant Xia Yu, I don't approve of your dishes! Let alone your cooking skills!

There is a personal nameplate in front of her: the famous gourmet, Melissa.

The venue is fried.

The audience did not expect that the first sentence of the judges would be so ruthless.

Behind him, Bernard clenched his fists and showed excitement: I haven't lost yet!

Xia Yu just frowned slightly, Why?

Because you don't have anything of your own! Melissa showed her disdain on her face, and even mocked her mercilessly, I heard that you are the youngest and most talented super chef here in Neon, but... Why don't you come up with your own recipes? Imitation? Haha, on the stage of such an international competition, you are really bold. No judge will agree with the imitation work. Now the more serious situation is that I deeply doubt that you are How to pass the special examination...

Melissa successfully brought up the rhythm, and the audience suddenly burst into agreement.

Yes, imitation is inherently wrong! The Legendary Kitchenware Competition does not allow such unqualified chefs!

Get off!

Angry shouts.

Xia Yu put away his smile and glanced at the place where the noise was loudest. He saw that it was the waiting area of ​​the Collège de France.

However, it was not the members of the participating teams who were shouting, but a group of students accompanying the team, probably here to observe learning and travel, and they were all filled with indignation.

I said, don't talk nonsense, you are the judge, try it first! Xia Yu said to the sharp-tongued female judge.

Taste it?

Ah!

Melissa folded her arms and fell back, leaning on the back of the chair, raising her face coldly and pointing her nose at him, I, don't, eat!

Veins popped out on his forehead.

It’s day!

Before anyone could react, Xia Yu actually crossed the judges' table and stood next to Melissa's chair. He picked up a small silver fork and forked two slices of sliced ​​boiled blood sausage, Here, eat. Bar!

He said with a serious face, and put the fork towards the female judge's mouth.

Don't eat!

eat.

don't want!

You'll know after you eat it.

This hilarious scene, which was really not in keeping with the atmosphere of an international competition, made the audience stifle their laughter, and soon burst into laughter.

But then, people's eyes dropped to the ground in shock.

The funny scene did not continue like this. Melissa suddenly let go and swallowed the blood sausage on the fork.

The look of anger and annoyance disappeared from her beautiful face after swallowing the food and chewing it a little. The eyes of this famous porn star and gourmet were full of surprise and greed, Eat, eat, eat!

Before Xia Yu could say anything, she grabbed the fork, buried her head on the plate, and devoured it, turning into a glutton.

The remaining four judges looked at each other.

Everyone, please taste--

Xia Yu stepped away, returned to his original position, and bowed slightly.

After hesitating, the four judges tasted the food one after another. This was the real tasting session.