Rebirth as a Cooking God

“Gourmet picture scroll!”

This was Xia Yu's first strong impression after eating the old man's rice in a bamboo tube.

In the past, Xia Yu told his opponents and students more than once that the chef is actually the painter who writes on the blank canvas.

Ingredients and other ingredients are naturally the chef’s paint materials.

Xia Yu understood the art of painting early, so along the way, Xia Yu created many exquisite works, such as the mythical beast Suzaku reborn from the fire in Nine-Feathered Fire Phoenix, and the five-feathered five-element shimmering bird in Peacock Dance The Peacock King of Xiaguang...

Before tasting the old man's bamboo tube rice, if anyone dared to challenge him in painting, Xia Yu would have confidently said something like You know nothing about food.

However.

At this moment, Xia Yu's world view was refreshed by tasting a chef's Shiji cuisine.

I couldn't help but put down my chopsticks again and stuffed my second mouthful of bamboo rice.

Chew and chew.

The rice grains cooked through tube roasting are fragrant and have the original flavor of flames.

In addition to the soft and fragrant glutinous rice, it also has the chewy texture of chewed japonica rice.

That's right.

Bamboo tube rice does not only use glutinous rice or only japonica rice. The old man uses both. The ratio of glutinous rice to japonica rice is about 3:1. This greatly enriches the texture of the rice. Chew it in one bite and it will be soft and tender. A little crispy and very refreshing.

The grains of rice form that white canvas, so that the old man can have room to show his talents. Xia Yu had a feeling in his eyes.

The main ingredient, rice, is actually the base for painting!

The old man only used ordinary glutinous rice and japonica rice to create a spacious canvas.

“Try again!”

After understanding the food meaning of Ranwu, Xia Yu can also use ordinary ingredients to construct huge and complex food artistic conceptions, defeating the seemingly delicate things. Therefore, the old man's ink here only made Xia Yu amazed, not to the extent of feeling ashamed.

What really shocked him and made his chest filled with long-lost emotions was the sudden burst of brilliance in his mouth during the process of chewing the rice grains.

Bamboo leaves.

Fresh bamboo shoots.

and game meat cooked deliciously with rice.

In the quiet bamboo forest, Xia Yu crossed the stream with bare feet and stood beside the piano platform of the thatched house. She closed her eyes and listened quietly to the music.

Through the grains of rice that went into his mouth, what Xia Yu saw and heard was so vivid.

After a while, he opened his eyes and woke up, meeting the eyes of Zhu Qing and the old man.

How is it? Is it delicious?

Zhu Qing asked impatiently, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Xia Yu opened his mouth, Delicious?

He shook his head.

I don't want to use 'delicious' comments.

Hearing this, Yan Qi and Xia Qing were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other with a ray of surprise in their eyes.

Is he really enlightened?

Unexpectedly, his grandson would give such a comment. Xia Qing still sat across from the tea table with his arms folded, and Kuku glanced at him, Oh? Tell me more specifically, and tell me your truest thoughts.

Xia Yu took a breath, Interesting! Full of fun!

ha--

“Is this a review of food?!”

Zhu Qing's eyes widened, confused, but Yan Qi and the old man both had smiles on their faces.

how to say……

Xia Yu was a little speechless for a moment. He grabbed a piece of bamboo tube on the table and smelled the faint fragrance of bamboo. In his mind, he saw the bamboo forest picture through the smell and actual taste.

In this painting, there are bamboos, streams, small animals, as well as a hut and a harp girl who is playing the harp and weeping secretly.

It's like cutting out real fragments of the past and recording them on the canvas with a brush.

right!

A true picture that records all kinds of situations!

Suddenly, Xia Yu caught the fleeting inspiration and couldn't help but blurt out: It's like the picture Along the River During the Qingming Festival...

Along the River During the Qingming Festival? What does this have to do with cooking and food? Zhu Qing was even more confused.

Xia Yu spread his hands and met the eyes of Yan Qi and the old man, Look, the famous painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival clearly records the prosperous scenery of Bianjing City in the Northern Song Dynasty. On such a large canvas, there are cows, mules and donkeys. There are houses, bridges, and downtown scenes... These elements are all vivid and interesting.

The fun lies in those shiny materials!

“Every material shines!”

He added one final sentence.

Yes.

After tasting the old man's bamboo tube rice, Xia Yu had roughly sketched out a higher level of painting skills in his mind.

All-inclusive, all-inclusive!

An invisible magnificence!

In other words, all the ingredients used, regardless of their quality, become images on the canvas. Each one taken individually can form a magnificent culinary creation, with the powerful power to break through the diners' defenses.

Are the ingredients sparkling? No, all the ingredients are sparkling.

My thoughts subconsciously turned to the recipe of life.

Combined with Takashi Sekiya's Lava Seafood Soup recipe that he borrowed, the swordfish material shines in this special chef's life recipe.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu felt an aftershock in his heart: Only one ingredient shines in Te Chu's life recipe. But in the old man's bamboo tube rice, all the ingredients seem to glow and materialize... Is this the accumulation of the old man's experience in life recipes?

Xia Yu only had a vague glimpse of the blurry Dragon Realm scenery, clenching his fists and not recovering from his daze for a long time.

Seeing this, Yan Qi and the old man exchanged looks with each other.

The road to higher places has no guide, you can only realize it on your own! Yan Qi's mind wandered, staring at Xia Yu, and secretly said: This elder's work on Shiji is just a practical lesson. You Have you harvested that seed?”

…

On the Loulin ship, in the rest room at the other end of the cabin.

The copper incense burner emits a faint fragrance.

Indoors, the defeated Dragon Master sat cross-legged on a futon, staring intently at the bloody basin on the table in front of him.

The so-called ‘Thousands of Cranes Leaving the Nest’ work has not been touched at all.

Huang He's face is sometimes green and sometimes white.

Failed!

In the end, all the unwillingness turned into a sigh of regret, A complete defeat!

In fact, even if Longtou did not leave the table, when Xia Qing opened the bamboo cover and took the initiative to reveal his cooking work, and the interesting food picture hidden in the taste slowly unfolded in his mind, Huang He knew that he would lose without any suspense.

Why!

A faint voice echoed.

This question is not about why I failed, but why a new dragon chef who has made a breakthrough overseas can present such interesting and colorful food pictures.

A faint voice said from the side: Compared with the works of that old guy Xia Qing, your works are too monotonous!

The old man Wei stood in the tent with a sullen face.

One is to exaggerate the cranes, and the other is to spread out the bamboo forest with hidden stories. The old man Wei's face was expressionless, Moreover, your cranes seem to be powerful, just like a river rushing into the taster's mouth, but it shines brightly. Besides crane blood and whole roasted cranes, what other ingredients are there?

Brother Huang, if this is what you want at the bottom of the box, I can only say that your defeat was not unjust!

Huang He turned his back to the curtain and lowered his head, Yeah...

Ye Feizhou was also in the tent, standing a few steps behind the old man of the Wei family, listening to the two Dragon Masters from Baiyu Tower talking as if they were playing riddles. The more he listened, the more confused he became.

Flying boat!

Suddenly, Huang He, who was hanging his head, turned his face.

Here! Ye Feizhou stood up straight.

I was defeated...

Huang He cast an expectant look at Ye Feizhou, his defeated face glowing with light, But you are not defeated yet!

As a high-level executive of Baiyu Tower, he naturally knew that Ye Feizhou was practicing in seclusion, studying Lin-level killer recipes, and preparing to step on Xia Yu at this year's New Year's Day meeting to secure his crown as the younger generation's king.

I'm old. If I lose, I lose. But with this tone and this face, you have to stand up for me, for your master, and for Bai Yulou...

Take it back!

Really loud.