Rebirth as a Cooking God

Ho ho ho...

Breathing heavily.

Not only did Lei Zhe come back to his senses, his eyes widened, but many onlookers also stared at Chef Lin, who was resting his hands on the stall.

At some point, one of the pair of chopsticks stained with red oil fell to the ground and the other landed on the kitchen counter.

Cum, shot through!

Lei Zhe whispered in his heart, this was his inner voice, and it was also his first evaluation of this red oil dumpling.

In fact, the process from picking up the dumplings to swallowing them into his mouth and chewing them into pieces only took a few seconds, but Lei Zhe felt like he had gone on a life trip to the hot desert.

This feeling... is the practice called cooking!

In other words, the chef gives the food a real food world.

The heart of a cook!

Lei Zhe's heart trembled slightly.

This is an indispensable material for building a complete gourmet world. The dishes that are given the mark of the chef's heart indeed have the capital to immerse Linchu in it.

But is that all?

Lei Zhe shook his head, his eyes became clear again, and he looked at Yukihira Souma coldly.

He didn't know the name of this student.

But no matter what, Si Yingshi is the pinnacle of Yuanyue students. The chief's cooking couldn't make him sink. Why was he just a nobody in front of him?

At this time, Lei Zhe's eyebrows twitched and he was a little shocked.

Something called aftertaste fills the mouth.

It was a colorful taste, not limited to spiciness, sour, sweet, and endless aftertaste, as if it echoed his desert journey.

A heavy and mysterious feeling left Lei Zhe speechless.

He was secretly speechless.

This feels...so familiar!

Thinking of this, the scene of the second stage of the Sapporo competition seemed to flash through my mind.

Being eliminated early and not making it to the finals, Lei Zhe regarded this experience as a shame. But the key at this time was not the shame, but that he followed this sense of familiarity and grasped something.

His eyes opened suddenly.

When Lei Zhe looked at Yukihira Soma again, his admiration completely disappeared. His eyes and expressions were as cold as they could be.

Is this your recipe?

he asked, his voice low.

Xing Ping Soma's face froze, and a wave of evil aura hit his face, making him sweat.

For a moment, I couldn't make a sound.

The beast showing its fangs!

At this moment, Xinghei's vision was blurred for a moment. Lin Chu, who was in a suit and leather tie, saw the shadow of a giant bear emerging from behind. This giant bear had a ferocious face and a strong body. He took off his own eyeballs and put them into his mouth, chewing them hard. Yukihira cast an interested glance - this was the signal that the beast had found its prey.

Before Xingping Soma could answer, Lei Zhe snorted coldly, picked up another pair of clean chopsticks, and continued eating the plate of red oil dumplings.

Soon, a large plate of dumplings was wiped out.

a long time.

Is this your recipe? After swallowing the last bite of food, Lei Zhe stared at Xing Ping Soma and asked for the second time.

The crowd was in commotion.

Lei Zhe's questioning tone became colder and heavier every time.

Anyone can hear his fear of this recipe...

No, to be more precise, that emotion should be called hostility.

Isn't it Yukihira's red oil dumplings?

Kuga Teruki was stunned on the steps.

Kobayashi Goutou and Nakiri Erina also sucked in their breaths, looking at Soma Kohei and asking, Where did this guy learn such a recipe that even the chefs were shocked?

How do you say this...

Yukihira Soma scratched his head.

This is definitely not your recipe! Lei Zhe emphasized. With your level, it is impossible to create such a profound recipe!

The emphasis on giving in arouses the boy's rebellious spirit.

Who said it's not my recipe?

Standing with his arms folded, Souma Yukihira is the thorn in the side who is not afraid of anything. He said with a hint of pride: This is a recipe that I have understood and completed by myself. It has my own personal style, and I have given it the appropriate texture. The mark of the chef’s heart, why do you say it’s not my recipe? It’s the Xingheiryu Red Oil Dumplings!

The onlookers looked at each other, unaware that the story changed from food to recipes.

Is there going to be a debate over the recipe?

Then show me the original recipe, or in other words, show me the source of your reference! Lei Zhe said in a low voice.

Yukihira Soma opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly felt embarrassed.

He couldn't say that he copied the recipe frame from a food comic, and he just filled in the details in the frame. That's too shameful.

The content of comics has always been fictional. Even for highly professional food comics, copying the framework seems to be considered frivolous. It is not something that Totsuki students can do with their imaginations. Lei Zhe wouldn't believe it if he told it.

But it happened that Souma Yukihira understood this recipe from the comics, and he firmly believed that not everyone could understand it like him!

He is the most special one!

Xing Ping Soma still has this bit of confidence.

explain--

Lei Zhe was full of pressure and took a step forward.

This scene made the onlookers dumbfounded. They felt inexplicably that the two parties in the war were no longer Lei Zhe and Yuanyue's students, but Lei Zhe and the red oil dumpling recipe. To be more precise, Lei Zhe was targeting them. Even fools can see the strong hostility and hatred of the creator of the recipe.

Tell me? I don't know what to say. I'll give you the address and you can go and see it yourself -

Xing Ping Soma also took the risk.

Obviously he doesn't need to explain, just keep silent, but he just wants to tell this aloof chef Lin that there is a guy who is stronger and more powerful than you, while others are just spreading knowledge silently, and even selflessly disclose recipes in comics. !

At least, Yukihira Soma, who has learned things through practice, has subconsciously regarded the creator of the comics as his teacher.

He is going to move out as a teacher now and teach Lei Zhe a lesson!

Look, this senior is far superior to you in terms of cooking skills and moral character!

Ever since.

Lei Zhe got a URL and followed it to the homepage of an unknown cartoonist.

It's in the comic content. Xingping added.

Unexpectedly, Lei Zhe didn't even look at it and said angrily: Are you kidding me?

boom!

With a press of both palms, the Chinese-style pushcart stall instantly deformed and was almost destroyed.

Why is that kind of paleo recipe in a comic?

Lei Zhe shouted: Tell me, who is your teacher? Is it...

In Chef Lin's mind, there was a young lecturer smiling at him.

The picture is too real.

And this was the reason why Lei Zhe was furious.

There was silence all around.

In full view of everyone, Lei Zhe's rampage caught people off guard.

Seeing the terrifying aura all over his body, people suddenly thought that this Chef Lin was from the Gourmet Club. In the past, the Gourmet Club was an opposing force to the IGO organization and was always considered an evil existence.

That's it!

A voice forced its way in at this moment.

Wow.

The crowd dispersed, forming a passage, and Xia Yu led the remaining ten heroes to finally arrive here.

There is nothing more to say.

Standing behind Lei Zhe, Xia Yu said very calmly: Chef Lei Zhe, I'm sorry that you interfered with the normal operation of our Yuanyue School Festival. As a member of the Yuanyue Board of Directors and as the instructor of the School Festival Executive Committee , I will make it public...

Deport you!

What? !

The sound of gasping probably echoed throughout the central area.