Rebirth as a Cooking God

In a silent place, listen to the thunder.

“In colorless places, you see prosperity.”

Similar words were also spoken by Commander Yuanyue.

In the store, Nakiri Senzaemon stared at the young man clearing the table in the kitchen, and sighed: Now, no one should question his current position.

Sage Karl's face was bright and his lips were murmuring, but he couldn't say anything.

The hostess took a napkin and wiped her mouth gracefully, and said softly: Yes, if the things he brought out at my promotion ceremony a while ago were not enough to show the stability of his position, then today he once again used an ordinary The materials once again tell us how beautiful the food world is in his heart.

activation!

Saiba Joichiro pointed out the main theme of the banquet that night.

Each dish contains an atmosphere of endless life. It is as complex as a sashimi platter, with aquatic products and sauces forming a harmonious five-element diagram. It is as simple as an eel in soup, just a river eel, but I saw the endless river. !”

So... A refreshing smile appeared on Dojima Gin's toned face, Is activation the gourmet meaning of his spice formula?

He, Saiba Joichiro, and even Nakiri Munue and his wife all thought of the amazing fire stunt in the distance.

If it can be said that Xia Yu's flame cooking skills give the dishes a high-end, look down on the world, and the courage of the King of Qin to sweep the world.

So.

Such spice cooking skills are like the shining hands of gods. With a single tap, a dish will be completely transformed and come to life.

Ha ha ha ha!

A burst of laughter.

Everyone looked at Commander Totsuki who suddenly laughed in astonishment, including Sage Karl, who was looking at him in surprise. They didn’t know why the Japanese food demon was laughing, but Nakiri Senzaemon knocked on the table as if no one was there:

With such a unique skill, returning to China can be regarded as the downfall of one's talent.

Even though there are many powerful people in the Chinese world, he also has unparalleled competitiveness. Who dares to underestimate him?!

Nakiri Senzaemon smiled brightly, with relief and hope written on his face.

He was happy because his grandson, whom his old friend regarded as the sole inheritor, had achieved such amazing culinary achievements.

Moreover, the grandson of my old friend is also branded as Yuanyue. If Xia Yu returns to the country and defeats all the powerful ones, when people discuss it after dinner, won't they say that he is a lecturer at a certain cooking school? This layer of identity cannot be erased.

The Demon King's expectations are even simpler.

Japan is a palm-sized place, and there are too many factors that restrict the development of the local food industry. Senzaemon was very ambitious when he was young, otherwise there would be no Totsuki Kingdom's current foundation.

But manpower is sometimes scarce.

The old man, who is getting older and his temperament has gradually become indifferent, is now more willing to see his younger generation sweating and sprinting towards the supreme throne.

There is no doubt that Nakiri Senzaemon pays more attention to Xia Yu than his granddaughter.

Even Senzaemon himself doesn't understand what kind of expectations he has placed on his grandson, his old friend. Is it just to stir up trouble in the Chinese world? No, far more than that!

His gaze should be set higher...

…

Outside the store.

Arrival?

Listening to Wei Qinglian talking to himself, Zhu Qing smiled half-heartedly: Hey, Wei Yuchu finally realized this key point.

She approached with her hands behind her back and her steps were brisk, So, Wei Yuchu, what do you think of me as a junior? Don't look at me like that, just tell me what you think. Oh, you probably didn't think that before, Xia Is this orphan going to be photographed to death on the beach by a group of domestic elites?

Wei Qinglian's eyes shrank.

Unfortunately, Zhu Qing just revealed her previous thoughts.

The smile seemed forced. Wei Qinglian hesitated for a long time before saying, Maybe.

ha?

This answer was not what Zhu Qing wanted. She frowned and glared, What do you mean? Are you still unwilling to admit that he is in the same position as us?

Too!

But Zhu Qing then clapped his hands, and the applause was crisp and clear.

If you want to prove it, you have to fight with real swords and guns. If you beat them all down, you will be the king of children! Zhu Qing said with a playful smile, Wei Qinglian, I heard that this New Year's Day talent hunt, You are Lan Lao's deputy, appointed by the leader himself, and you have to come to Japan to attack people on the eve of the hunting, it's really hard for you!

What do you want to say!

Wei Qinglian couldn't listen to the strange anger and said angrily.

It's simple. You don't have to pay for the banquet tonight. Instead, you can use a New Year's Day talent hunting competition quota, okay? There is nothing you can do after the registration time.

After Zhu Qing finished speaking, Wei Qinglian took a deep breath.

She saw the ridicule and narrow-mindedness on Zhu Qing's face, and combined with Zhu Qing's words before, she immediately woke up.

Fighting with real swords and guns...Kid King?

Zhu Qing definitely does not want to use the quota for the competition, so all we can say is...

Wei Qinglian's heart contracted hard, and she probably understood Zhu Qing's plan. No matter how well-trained she was, she almost cursed out loud, so she had to try her best to hold back her anger and said: No! Absolutely not!

The position he is in now, if he turns around and fights back, he will be...

What is that? Zhu Qing laughed.

In an instant, many words and phrases popped up in Wei Qinglian's head, such as cruelty to vegetables, chopping melons and vegetables, and using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. She took a breath and managed to stay calm, and said: This is the strong wind blowing the seedlings, and those children who are not yet strong will be crushed!

Anyway, it's decided!

Zhu Qing clapped her hands, turned her back and walked towards the store.

Another sentence from the night shattered Wei Qinglian’s resistance:

I said, Chef Wei, you also ate the food, so you should show some way to show that you didn't eat the Overlord meal, right?

Overlord meal?

Wei Qinglian's face was green and white, quite wonderful.

Why!

After struggling for a while, Wei Qinglian looked back at the Chinese restaurant in the night and took out her mobile phone from her body.

Her address book only has a few numbers and no names. If Zhu Qing were here, he would definitely laugh at her social circle.

Call one of these numbers.

I called several times for a full ten minutes, but couldn't get through.

I could only change another number. After several attempts, a voice came out from the handset of my mobile phone: Hello!

at the same time.

Chinese World, Forbidden City, White Jade Tower.

An old man of the Wei family with a fair face stood in front of the Zhulan, looking at the undulating palace city, and listened to Wei Qinglian's narration on the other side.

Father, please tell the leader for me that this time Japan and his party will...

Failed?

The old man Wei frowned.

Well, it's like this...

Hearing the Xia family's orphan's contempt for the dragon's head decree, the old man hit the railing with his hand and said in a deep voice: What an arrogant boy! A good grandson taught by Xia Qing!

But under the street lamp outside Xia's shop, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Wei Qinglian hesitated again and again and told in detail what she had seen and heard about tonight's banquet.

What?

Within the palace walls, forest birds flew in fright.

Not far away, several Baiyulou apprentices passed by. Seeing Mr. Wei, one of the three great dragon masters of Baiyulou, with his chest heaving and his face flushed, they were immediately frightened into silence.