Rebirth as a Cooking God

Master.

Ye Feizhou entered the tea room and asked with twinkling eyes: How do you tell her about Chef Xia's whereabouts...

What, are you worried?

The dragon head glanced at his beloved disciple strangely, and couldn't help laughing: Feizhou, I didn't expect that after a competition, you are already impressed by his cooking skills. The old man blinked, Well, if you have a partner on the quest, you will too. It's a beautiful thing. In the past, you lacked the role of a mentor and friend, so the outside world said that you were lonely and arrogant.

Ye Feizhou blushed and said, Partner? That Demon King doesn't need this kind of role, does he?

The old man shook his head and looked deeply, No one wants to become more and more lonely as they go. In this way, even if they reach the top, there will be no one behind them to witness it, and no one will share the joy of reaching the top with them. Is this interesting?

He sighed.

Let's not talk about it anymore. The old man waved his hand, Lei Aoxue wants to open a fateful eating halberd for the Seven Star Sword. With that person's character, he may not pay attention to such a request for a eating halberd. Let's wait until she gets frustrated.

Hearing this, Ye Feizhou frowned. Although he didn't have much contact with Xia Yu, Ye Feizhou probably knew what kind of person he was.

In a sense, he is as lazy as Li Han.

In other words, Xia Yu has never been very enthusiastic about the abuse of vegetables, unless Lei Aoxue can arouse his interest.

What value does Lei Aoxue have that he deserves to defeat?

To rectify the name of the Seven Star Sword?

It seems that this motive for eating halberds does not exist.

Before leaving, Ye Feizhou paused and suddenly remembered something. He turned to the leader who was drinking tea and said, By the way, Juxialou's management rights selection every three years will be held on the Lantern Festival after the Spring Festival. Will the Second Master still send me over to preside over the meeting?

The old man sat for a long time, obviously thinking about something.

Has there been any improvement in Ju Xia Lou's business in the past three years?

With a hint of imperceptible contempt in Ye Feizhou's eyes, he replied: This is the selection of each branch of their Liu family. Over the past hundred years, the Liu family has been in decline. The last selection was made by Liu Lan's branch. It is true that Liu Lan himself is a special chef when he won the prize, but he did not have many helpers available. He searched everywhere for a special chef assistant who was an alcoholic and had a bad reputation in the local area. However, the son Liu Lan himself devoted all his resources to training became a special chef. I was eliminated in the second round of auditions this time...

So, in the past three years, I heard that not only has Juxialou's business not improved much, but its reputation has gradually deteriorated in Jincheng.

As he spoke, Ye Feizhou looked cautious and observed the master's face. Seeing that he was not angry but calm, he was secretly relieved.

Then, you can continue to preside over the selection within the Liu clan for me this year.

good!

…

Spring Festival is approaching!

This was also the reason why Xia Yu hurriedly returned to Shu after the hunting session.

After all, the roots of the Xia family are in Shu. As for Xia Yu, who was returning to China for the first time in his life, of course he also wanted to see how different the customs and customs were during the Spring Festival in his homeland of China.

After getting off the plane and taking a taxi, as the car shuttled through the old city, the aroma of sausages and bacon came from the houses facing the street. Xia Yu took a few breaths and felt that he smelled the smell of the New Year that is unique to the land of China.

Walking in a relatively remote alley, as expected, every house has been replaced with brand new couplets, and the laughter of children mixed with the sound of firecrackers can be heard. The residential area has lost the tranquility of the past, but it is also enveloped in a dense atmosphere. A strong festive atmosphere.

This is it, Xia's old house——

Zhu Qing, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and turned around with a smile.

Huh.

On the stone steps in front of me, the door of the house was wide open. Human voices came from the patio, bang bang bang bang bang, the familiar sound of chopping vegetables, crisp and sweet, giving people a sense of warmth.

Xia Yu stepped forward. The old man turned around when he heard the noise, and the old man and the young man looked at each other.

came back?

asked coolly.

Yeah. Xia Yu replied, putting the suitcase at the door, walking to the patio and looking around. It was a rather classical house with several houses, two or three stories high. The stairs were outside, made of wood and bright. Looking at the mottled stair railings, you can tell that these houses are quite old.

It is rare to preserve such an antique old house in such a big city. This was one of Xia Yu's dreams in his previous life. In a house with a courtyard and walls, he could raise cats and dogs, play with birds and water the flowers. It was simply a home. A new realm.

Xia Yu fell in love with this house at first sight.

Not bad!

Praise continuously.

Soon, he came up to the old man and saw that the old man was chopping pork. A basin next to him had been filled with minced meat and mixed with spices. A fermented aroma filled the air, Is this making sausage?

Xia Yu pressed his chin, Hey, old man, don't you get tired of eating pork sausage every year? Why don't we try something new this year?

The old man released his knife.

Okay, you do it!

With a cheerful tone, he put down the knife and went to the well to get cold water to wash his hands. Then he found a pipe from somewhere and squatted not far away, watching the young man who was quickly busy with interest.

The old house has a special food warehouse, a three-story building, and even the whole building is stacked with dusty tables and chairs. It can be seen that Xia's old house was originally a family-style deep alley restaurant. However, due to various reasons, There were only ten tables and chairs outside and it was opened to the public, turning it into a time-honored private restaurant in the city. There was not even a store sign outside the door, so it was hidden in the market.

Zhu Qing also came to help.

For Xia Yu, who is highly proficient in Dragon Roll Shark Fin Sausage, making sausages and other food, his skills in this dish are probably full.

In addition, with the help of Perfect Spice Technique, less than half an hour later, two large pots of sausage meat fillings were placed next to the patio. The aroma of spices that was faintly rising into the sky like a column would stay in the air for a long time.

Different from traditional pork sausage, the rich umami flavor makes people salivate.

Wow--

There were a few children at the door who were obviously attracted by the aroma, hiding there and poking around.

This kid shows off his skills everywhere! Xia Qing blew out a circle of smoke and tapped the blue tiles on the ground with his pipe, planning to go back to the house. Unexpectedly, the boy on the other end still didn't think it was enough, Hey, old man, what else is there? Do you want to prepare New Year food?

The ingredients are all in the warehouse, just watch and make them!

Crackling.

Two days later in the evening, the sound of firecrackers came from the old house, a very short firecracker. After the old man offered incense and worshiped in front of the ancestral hall, he looked back at the large table of New Year's Eve dinner arranged by Xia Yu and Zhu Qing, and couldn't help but smile softly.

Not only Xia Yu, but also Xia Qing returned to his hometown to celebrate a traditional festival after leaving the country with regret in the early years.

Ha, here it comes, the last pot of medicated fish soup, special for New Year's Eve dinner - Xia Yu smiled and put down the steaming casserole and took off her apron. Zhu Qing's eyes were bright and she was happy, Ah Yu, Yu, is this the cooking creation you created during the battle at Huiye Tianwang Mountain?

Yes, it's called Big Fish!

Xia Yu replied, seeing Zhu Qing hurriedly grabbing a bowl to get a spoon, he smiled and grabbed her wrist, Don't worry, this soup must be at the end of the banquet. You can use it as an appetizer soup and wait for it later. If you eat other dishes, you will be guaranteed to taste the same.

Zhu Qing's whole body trembled inexplicably when he grabbed her wrist.

She glanced at Xia Yu's hands.

Take it, take it away...

What?

Get your hands off me! A voice with a numb scalp screamed.

What do you mean by salty pig's hands? What I call... ugh!

Suddenly, Xia Yu came back to his thoughts and caught a glimpse of the blush on Zhu Qing's cheeks, and then the blush spread to his ears and neck. His skin turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and he knew something was wrong.