Rebirth as a Cooking God

As for you, you have your own way.

I also have my own way.

Xia Yu turned to look at Liu Ying, and then realized that the little girl was holding the chopsticks tightly in her hands, and her big eyes were looking forward to staring at him.

Mr. Xia, what are you, your sword skills like?

Liu Ying is a curious baby.

Xia Yu opened his mouth to answer, but unexpectedly a female voice burst into laughter.

His sword skills?

When it comes to comprehensive cooking skills, I admit that I am far inferior to you, and I can easily be defeated by you head-on. But when it comes to knife skills, I have never been afraid of anyone, even if the other person is a genuine dragon chef!

puff!

Xia Yu was also amused.

Has Lei Aoxue really seen the sword skills of Chef Long? Shameless talk.

He had seen the old man's sword skills before, it was a painting.

Lei Aoxue's knife skills also have artistic conception, which is true, but her canvas is occupied by blossoming lotus flowers, and the other materials are as if invisible, with no bright spots, which is not in line with Xia Yu's cooking philosophy.

You know, the old man's Knife Skills of Kindness, that chicken with countless knives in its body still dancing gracefully like a phoenix, isn't it the soul of the painting?

This is the essential difference!

Why are you laughing?! The sensitive and fragile string in Lei Aoxue's heart was teased again and again. Hey, the soaring anger was about to overflow and he would go berserk.

Xia Yu didn't care about her.

Patting Liu Ying's head gently, and rubbing the soft hair on the top of her head with his palms, Xia Yu felt that it was necessary for his eldest disciple to inherit his cooking philosophy and not be fooled by Lei Aoxue's 'Dao Dao Lian Hua' He was kidnapped and embarked on an evil path with no turning back, so he met Liu Ying's big eyes and smiled: My sword skills are not as good as Lei Aoxue, but I have my own style. You should like it, Xiaoying. of!

I promise!

Winked at Liu Ying.

After saying that, he stood directly in front of the kitchen counter, which is the chef's position.

He glanced around at the remaining ingredients on the kitchen counter.

Well, it's enough to make a dish of 'Xia's Thousand Island Noodles and Banana'!

Uh-huh!

Just pour in all-purpose flour.

All-purpose flour is the ordinary flour that we come into contact with in daily life. It is suitable for making Chinese snacks, such as noodles, steamed buns and dumplings.

Xia Yu is not a novice when it comes to pastry. She first mixes the batter, cleans a small basin, fills it with flour, and puts in more lemon juice. Then Xia Yu faces the sink, turns on the faucet, and washes her hands carefully.

His serious profile gives people an inexplicable sense of piety, and he has the temperament of a chef.

After washing it several times until it was confirmed that there was no dirt between the nails, and her hands were as delicate and white as works of art, Xia Yu took a paper towel, soaked up the water on her hands, discarded the chopsticks and other stirring tools, and inserted her hands directly In a basin, stir in the flour and lemon juice.

The movements were extremely gentle.

Xia Yu even closed his eyes slightly, with enjoyment on his face as he captured the gradual condensation and change of flour and lemon juice between the movements of his palms.

No need for vision, the skin of his hands has become his precise observation instrument.

The dusty flour in his head gradually turned into a paste-like liquid in the basin.

Tick...

Beautiful sound.

A drop of lemon juice with a refreshing and original flavor seemed to be dripped deep in the spirit. Xia Yu shivered, and a blush quietly appeared on the side of his face.

Humph, you're trying to be mysterious!

Lei Aoxue didn't understand Xia Yu's method of using her hands instead of mixing tools. Although it was purely handmade, the chef had more room to operate, but she didn't think that using her hands to knead the flour would improve the quality of the batter. changes. But in fact, those hands were really endowed with magic power, and Lei Aoxue's three views on cooking skills were destined to be impacted today.

“Mr.

Mixing the batter only takes two or three minutes.

Then, it was time to knead the dough. Xia Yu still used his hands. Bang bang bang. There was only white dough the size of a bowl on the chopping board. It seemed that he regarded it as a toy similar to plasticine. Those hands were very naughty and mischievous, kneading a lot of strange things. shape.

From the beginning to the end, Xia Yu had a slightly playful smile on his lips, and his childlike innocence was still there.

Fun.

Want to continue playing?

From the perspective of a bystander, Xia Yu seemed to be playing with toys rather than cooking. His cooking style was very free and uninhibited, so the atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became relaxed. Liu Ying and Liu Mu were affected by the rhythm of his hands, and their faces With a quiet smile.

Lei Aoxue's tense facial lines tended to relax uncontrollably.

What a strange pair of hands!

Turning his head and no longer looking at the hands, Lei Aoxue managed to maintain the cold curve of his mouth.

The anger in my heart disappeared completely at some point.

Boom!

And the heartbeat is abnormally fast.

Looking sideways with his eyes, he observed that Xia Yu had finished kneading the dough. He took a rolling pin and pressed the dough into a piece of dough. He then held a knife in his right hand... Seeing this, Lei Aoxue's heartstrings tightened, Knife Kung Fu! His knife skills are his weak point. There is no doubt about this. This is the conclusion I came to by repeatedly watching his past cooking videos!

Swish——

The sword flashed away.

Quieter and softer than hers.

Strands of facial hair were spread out, but Lei Aoxue suddenly turned pale, No, that's not right!

In the field of vision, there are clearly frightening sharp edges flashing randomly, but the eyes do not feel stinging, and the mood does not feel like the pressure of facing a sharp weapon.

easy.

A gentle cut.

With this kind of sword skill, even if it is pressed against my neck, it would be difficult for me to feel disobedient, right?

A sentence suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Lei Aoxue suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

That's right.

Xia Yu is cooking the third dish of 'Thousand Island Noodles and Bananas'.

There are almost no changes in the recipe process, except that the batter and dough are handled more carefully and gently.

Oh, by the way, when peeling and chopping tomatoes and cutting off the heads and tails of bananas, the knife skills also showed a small appearance, but the time was too short, not as long as the time Xia Yu had just cut the Thousand Silk Noodles.

About 10 minutes later, Xia Yu used chopsticks to pick out golden snacks from the boiling oil pan, stacked them on the plate, sprinkled them with Thousand Island dressing and lemon zest, and his cooking was complete. finished.

Everyone, let's eat and see what the difference is! Xia Yu said with a smile after placing the plates on the table.

Liu Ying, Liu Feng, and Liu's mother's family immediately gathered around.

No! It's not right at all!

A slightly shrill voice shouted.

Lei Aoxue looked at the young man in disbelief.

His face was burning.

She is a master of swordsmanship, how could she not see that Xia Yu's swordsmanship is completely different from his past, and he has his own style and atmosphere.

Thinking that she had previously firmly believed that this guy was terrible at swordsmanship, and that she had commented on it in this way, Lei Aoxue was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under after being slapped in the face.

However, feeling extremely embarrassed, Lei Aoxue became even more angry, her body trembling, Your sword skills are obviously so good, why haven't you shown them yet?

Xia Yu couldn't stop laughing.

Because my knife skills have never been my strongest point. I have more suitable cooking skills for cooking with heat and seasoning. He answered with a shrug.

……you you!

Lei Aoxue was speechless.

And... Xia Yu was about to say that his sword skills had only changed recently, but Liu Ying pulled his sleeves, drooling at the corner of her mouth, and pointed to the freshly baked crispy bananas on the table, Mr. Xia, I want to eat it!

Then eat, you're welcome!

After patting Liu Ying on the head, Xia Yu picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a steaming fried banana. He was about to put it into his mouth, but Lei Aoxue, who was in the corner of his eye, stared at him closely.

stare--

An incomprehensible gaze that makes people laugh.

You want to eat too? Come on, come on!

Take a few steps forward.

No, don't eat!

The long-legged woman stepped back step by step, her face flustered.

You're welcome!

Lei Aoxue was forced into a corner, her body pressed tightly against the cupboard.

A pair of chopsticks stretched straight towards her moist lips, with long and thick golden crispy bananas on them.

Stop resisting. As I said before, my sword skills are not the same as yours, or my concepts are fundamentally different. You will know after you eat! The young man blinked and smiled mysteriously. Want to see the world of my sword skills?

You're in for a treat!

The shape of his lips changed as he spoke. When Xia Yu said enjoyment, there was another little devil holding a spear in his heart, and he laughed mischievously——

That’s training!