Rebirth as a Cooking God

Better tofu?

Ryoko Lina held her chin and turned to look at Masato Kanbara with burning eyes.

Minister, recently our IGO District 11 Gourmet Research Institute has developed a new type of tofu using large-scale cultivated soybeans with large tuna belly...it seems to be called Frost's Fall Tofu?

Masato Kanbara smiled.

right!

Shuangjiang tofu is special, high in oil content, tender and delicious. Our management department has received huge orders, most of which come from pan-Chinese civilized areas. And our production organization is working overtime day and night to try our best to meet the needs of customers.

heard the words.

Xia Yu was stunned.

Frost tofu? Looks a little familiar.

At the same time, he was also curious about the IGO Gourmet Research Association, which is an independent organization of the R\u0026D Bureau of the IGO headquarters. This department is also the most mysterious and largest among the IGOs. They have established many cultivation and planting ecological zones around the world. The 11th District Gourmet Research Institute in Neon's homeland is a branch of the headquarters organization.

Maybe we can use that kind of tofu to try to make the perfect mapo tofu. Liangzi Lina turned to stare at Xia Yu closely, Tomorrow I will bring some Shuangjiang tofu over to study with you.

To be honest, Xia Yu was also full of curiosity about the new tofu produced by the 11th District Gourmet Research Institute.

You can just send the tofu over, and let's do research together.

Xia Yu said casually, but didn't notice that Miyoko Hojo was frantically gesturing at him beside her, looking very anxious.

you……

There was a hint of anger in Liangzilina's eyes, but for the sake of perfect cooking, she tried her best to calmly say: You may not know who I am. Then allow me to introduce myself...

stop!

I'm not interested in you at all!

Her impolite behavior earlier made Xia Yu feel bad about her. He shook his hand and turned away, Mr. Shenyuan, there are two dishes left, and I will make them for you to enjoy together. In addition, please restrain your subordinates well. Come on, don't let her trespass on the private kitchen again.

Hi, hi!

Masato Kanbara nodded unscrupulously, and watched him walk into the kitchen, then his face sank, and he dragged back the strong man in monk clothes who was wandering around the kitchen.

Sit down for me!

He patted the monk's shiny forehead with a slap, and pushed the monk to sit on a chair. Masato Shenyuan pointed at him and scolded with a smile: You don't need to find that special chef. You also went to the kitchen just now. Did you see him? Anyone else?

The monk was stunned, and after thinking about it, his expression was unbelievable.

Minister, you mean, that boy...is a special chef?

Adam's apple rolls uncontrollably. The monk was deeply shocked, and he was frightened by his own thoughts.

A high school student super chef, the genius level is probably not inferior to the chef god Liu Maoxing who rose a hundred years ago. In that era, Liu Maoxing became a super chef at the age of thirteen. It can be said that he was the only one in the world, and no one can break this record until today. Meanwhile, Lan Feihong, a talented chef at the age of nineteen, passed the special examination at the same time as Liu Maoxing.

There is also Master Jidi, the deputy head chef of Yangquan Restaurant in Guangzhou a hundred years ago, who became a super chef at the age of 20, but to the pity of the food industry, Chef Jidi's shocking ice sculpture cooking skills have been lost.

Thinking of Yangquan Restaurant, awe appeared in the monk's eyes.

A hundred years ago, Yangquan Restaurant was the place where the culinary world gathered. There were too many culinary masters who used to practice there.

Although Yangquan Restaurant was rebuilt on the ruins after World War II, it is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, but its status in the Chinese cuisine industry is as important as Yuanyue's homeland of Neon.

And when it comes to the influence in the global culinary world, Yangquan Restaurant, which inherits the ancient times, is obviously the most stable one in Yuanyue.

No, he's not a super chef!

Liangzi Lina interjected: I watched his cooking process in the kitchen. The basic skills are very solid. Among the students of Yuanyue and Shilin Temple, they are among the top students, but there are some deficiencies in advanced techniques...

After speaking, Liang Zilina hesitated for a moment, then frowned and said, He seems to have been in cooking for a short time, but he gives me a very sophisticated feeling. It's so strange.

The strong man in monk clothes was silent.

Masato Kanbara was thoughtful.

He is a regular customer of Xia's small shop, but the first time he ate Xia Yu's food was a few days before the old man returned to China.

The bowl of beef ramen full of imitation surprised Masato Kanbara, but it was just a surprise. Because of pure imitation, no matter how perfect the details are, it still lacks the most important thing - the soul!

However, this time he tried the magic mapo tofu, Masato Kanbara was tightly wrapped by the soul of cooking, and now the demon named Appetite was still protesting his hunger in his heart.

What made him grow up so quickly as a teenage chef?

Masato Kanbara was full of curiosity.

...

Stir-fried green cabbage and hibiscus crab meat eggs are actually much simpler than magic mapo tofu.

In less than half an hour, Xia Yu put two covered dishes on the table.

Please enjoy--

This time, Xia Yu didn't lift the cover by herself, but retreated to the side with a smile.

Masato Kanbara lifted one of the covers without hesitation, and with a bang, fresh air immediately diffused out with the dazzling light.

This umami taste is not seafood, but river fresh.

At this moment, Masato Kanbara seemed to have seen the busy crabbing scene. Fat hairy crabs were picked up by fishing nets, brought home by fishermen, thrown into a pot for cooking, and turned red. Then the fisherman's family was enjoying the delicious food, enjoying themselves happily, with happy smiles on their faces.

I'll open this lid!

A loud shout shattered Masato Kanbara's cooking fantasy.

The strong man in monk clothes bent his claws like a hook, and grabbed the lid on another plate.

Snapped!

This hand was slapped off halfway. Liangzi Lina gave the monk an unkind look, Let me open the lid!

No! The monk stared back at the female investigator.

Then eat the halberd!

Eat the halberd, eat the halberd, who is afraid of whom! The monk slapped the table angrily.

The boat of friendship capsizes. The two stood up at the same time, aggressively.

Ahem. When they just stood up, Masato Kanbara grabbed the gap, stretched out his hand, and suddenly lifted the second cover.

All of a sudden, the small shop was silent, returning to the quiet atmosphere that should have been at midnight.

Furong crab meat eggs are fresh.

Then, stir-fried Qingjiang vegetables are undoubtedly refreshing vegetables.

Hoo hoo.

As if a gust of spring breeze blew across the storefront, the two people facing each other softened their expressions and closed their eyes gently.

When they opened their eyes again, what they saw was a scene of human tragedy.

Masato Kanbara had already taken the chopsticks and the bowl, and was feasting on the vegetables, crab meat and eggs. He was eating very intently, and the dishes on the plate were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

ah……

Minister, how can you do this! It's a foul!

The monk screamed loudly, sat back on the chair, and picked up the chopsticks impatiently.

Liang Zilina also sat down alertly, didn't say anything about food, and just ate.

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