Rebirth as a Cooking God

When the soup came in, Xia Qing's scalp went numb.

It's not that it's getting burned, but the silky touch of the mouth is teasing the soul.

The clear soup is not clear, except for the umami flavor, it is smooth and tender!

The taste of the soup has changed!

Xia Qing murmured.

Zhu Qing was the second one to taste it. Unlike the old man, she was afraid of burning it, so she carefully blew the soup on the spoon to cool it down, and then swallowed it with a little hesitation.

Well!

The indescribable feeling of comfort is like an explosion in the mouth, spreading throughout the body.

Let out a hot breath.

Zhu Qing's cheeks turned red and she murmured: So, so comfortable!

Her mind was completely empty, without dust or distracting thoughts, and every part of her body was in a state of extreme relaxation.

How's it going, Aunt Qing?

Zhu Qing bit her lip and her eyes looked moist, It just tastes good!

How delicious is it?

And, compared to the chicken soup I had before, is there anything more? In other words, what are the characteristics and changes? Xia Yu couldn't help but take half a step forward, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he looked like a cooking madman. .

As if being pushed into the corner, Zhu Qing's face flashed with the shyness that only a girl can have.

It's just comfortable!

She shouted slightly frantically, as if she was dissatisfied and resistant to the unfamiliar self and the unfamiliar violent heartbeat.

All right.

Seeing that Zhu Qing became coquettish and completely unlike her who usually talked about everything, Xia Yu had no choice but to sigh and change her target to look at Lan Chuhan.

Lan Chuhan was the third one to taste it.

After taking a sip of soup and remaining quiet for at least a few minutes, Lan Chuhanfang slowly opened his eyes.

There was a glistening mist in her eyes.

how?

Xia Yu asked quickly.

...

Lan Chuhan was speechless, as if he hadn't heard anything. He held the spoon with trembling hands, took another spoonful and put it into his mouth. His beautiful eyes were wide open and filled with disbelief.

Why is the soup so silky and soft?

ah!

Holding the soup in his mouth and trying not to swallow it, Lan Chuhan was trembling all over. This was excitement, So, so bouncy!

The tongue became naughty, swimming in the soup, stirring back and forth.

Ho.

His breathing also became heavier.

Lan Chuhan felt as if a hand was massaging her tongue, stroking it gently and grasping it tenderly. As a result, her long legs hidden under the table couldn't help but tighten.

What's going on? Xia Yu had a black line on his forehead.

After staring at the young man for about ten seconds, Lan Chuhan's delicate body trembled slightly, Ah, what are you talking about?

Her whole body was filled with panic.

...

Xia Yu made a series of ellipses in his head and saw that Lan Chuhan, like Zhu Qing, had lost his usual painting style.

Well, now, I have to change my target again and look at the fourth taster.

His eyes swept away.

Well!

Xia Yu swallowed.

Lan Fengxian, an old monster of unknown age, had a flushed face and stared at him intently.

Deng Deng...

This time it was Xia Yu who was frightened and took two steps back.

Then, there was a confused silence.

A long while.

The silence was broken by Xia Qing. He put down the empty bowl and turned to stare at the boy closely. If you just presented me with this chicken soup, it would be enough to compete with my soup.

No need for extra words.

The old man's words have clearly explained the score of Xia Yu's second work.

Xia Yu was not satisfied, Just a competition?

The system suddenly pops up a message:

... After identification, the chicken soup was 90% complete and did not trigger the cooking to glow. The reason is unknown.

A sinister last shot.

Xia Yu said with a black face: The first portion was 85%, is it 90% now?

5% improvement!

His brows wrinkled, then relaxed.

He knew in his heart that this improvement in completion level seemed weak, but it was suddenly lifted from the ordinary dimension to the dimension where cooking shines. Although the system was vague and did not explain the reason why it did not shine, Xia Yu was confident that after completing Under the general situation of meeting the standard, other lighting requirements are not difficult to overcome.

Well, old man, then I will use this pot of soup as a soup base to make buckwheat ramen. Now you have no reason to object, right?

As he spoke, he lowered his body to take the soup pot away.

don't want!

Four voices in unison.

Xia Qing, Zhu Qing, Lan Chuhan, and Lan Fengxian all looked eagerly at the pot Xia Yu held in his hand.

Unsatisfied resentment came over me.

Xia Yu's mouth twitched, Hey, hey, please wait a little longer for me!

When the ramen is made, you drink the soup and eat the noodles. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable?

…

It's almost noon.

Lan Fengxian, who originally planned to come over to pay New Year's greetings and then leave, left the Xia family's old house with his hands behind his back and walked in the alley, shaking his head and thinking, appearing to be in a very good mood.

Lan Chuhan's eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking.

This Summer Demon King is worthy of the name of Demon King!

Lan Fengxian praised, then changed his tone and said with a bit of schadenfreude: The most important thing is, how did he secretly learn the old guy Huang He's unique skill of pressing the box under the box and use it without any problems?

Who gave him this cooking skill and guided him?

If I learn from it secretly...

Here, Lan Chuhan suddenly said: Maybe, it's Ye Feizhou? He said in a confused tone.

Before and after the war, everyone in the Chinese world believed that Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou were mortal enemies. Except for a limited number of people, no one knew that the relationship between these two people was not as tense as the outside world reported.

boom!

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Lan Fengxian was bumped by someone, and what she was about to say was interrupted.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in black who strode into the alley after bumping into him.

Hey, this isn't...

Lan Fengxian recognized Lei Aoxue.

Does she know that the Xia family's old residence is here? Lan Fengxian had a rather interested smile on his lips. He raised his finger to make a hissing gesture to Lan Chuhan, who looked confused, then turned around and went back. In the alley, he quietly followed the woman in black.

Until Xia's old house.

From a distance, Lan Fengxian's eyes lit up when she saw Lei Aoxue climbing up to the doorstep and trying to knock on the door, Sure enough, is this someone coming to ask for a fight?

Unexpectedly, Lei Aoxue stood in front of the gate, hesitated for a while, then walked down, wandering around in circles.

After a while, Lei Aoxue simply squatted down and hugged his knees.

Well!

Lan Fengxian, who wanted to watch a good show, was choked. When he saw Lei Aoxue squatting next to the stone lion at the entrance of the mansion, with no intention of getting up again, he was really dumbfounded: We have already chased him this far, why not go further?

Let's go. Lan Chuhan whispered, She probably also knows that it is very abrupt and disrespectful for her to come to ask for a fight in the first month of the year.

yes!

What grudges and grievances are there? Why can't we let them go just because it's the New Year?

Lan Fengxian could only sigh with regret and left.

As if hearing the faint footsteps at the other end of the alley, Lei Aoxue looked up and then lowered his head again. There was a pebble in his hand, and he was drawing circles on the ground boredly, Will he accept my halberd?

Talking to yourself unconsciously.

Outside the alley, Lan Chuhan got into the car and sat down. When he touched the soft seat cushion, he let out an uncontrollable cry from his nose.

Woo!

Immediately lowered his head and covered his mouth and nose tightly.

Lan Chuhan quickly pretended to straighten the folds of her skirt.

Hey.

A flash of electricity appeared that made her blush, and her long legs became tense again.

My feelings suddenly became sharper...