Rebirth as a Cooking God

Concern could be vaguely heard on the other end of the phone. Xia Yu had gotten along with this half-motherly aunt a lot, and knew that she was very sharp-tongued.

Aunt Qing, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't talk too loudly the first time you come up!

Xia Yu chose to surrender.

The phone was silent for a while, and the angry breathing on the other end gradually calmed down.

...You really don't know what happened? In a large house in Jinguan City, the woman who returned to Zhu's family to visit relatives these days after the new year had doubts in her eyes.

... Xia Yu opened his mouth.

okay!

Zhu Qing turned to ask: You were at home yesterday, did anyone visit?

Well……

Xia Yu thought about it seriously, Probably, no?

Use a questioning tone yourself.

The woman rolled her eyes, Are you sure? Give me an accurate answer!

Xia Yuhan said: Even if there is, if you don't have a call card or make an appointment, just go into the alley and knock on the door, who will hear it?

I've been researching new dishes these days. I added one sentence, which is too much to say and unnecessary.

Zhu's mansion.

On the corridor, Zhu Qing held her cell phone and covered her face with her other hand, I knew it!

She cursed endlessly.

knocking? A cooking maniac who is focused on his own world, his ears may have directly filtered out these sounds.

Liu Ying agrees. There is a large demon king account and a small account. The cooking world is online, but the real world is offline and hung up.

In fact, it had been a few days since Zhu Qing left the Xia family's old house and returned to the clan.

No matter what, Zhu Qing is still unmarried, and her family is still in the Zhu family.

As for the old man, he disappeared before Zhu Qing. When Xia Yu got up one morning, the old man disappeared, as if he had evaporated, and the dragon disappeared as always.

It is said that the old man went to the imperial capital, and Xia Yu vaguely heard about the selection of the third pavilion master chair in Baiyu Tower in the 'Five Shows Sword Exchange Group'. However, he did not think that his old man was willing to sit on it with his bad temper. When he got to that chair, he was controlled by the dragon head and restrained by Wei An and Kong Chun.

Don't go out! Zhu Qing hurriedly ordered, I'll rush back now!

The phone just hung up, beep!

The phone continued to vibrate.

I go!

Xia Yu glanced at the caller ID and saw that the note said 'Zhuanlong Pot Handyman' and refused to listen.

Unexpectedly, my phone received a large number of @messages and vibrated non-stop.

As a last resort, I can only go to the 'Five Shows and Swords Exchange Group' to bubble up.

The group had already been in a frenzy. Xia Yu saw that there were 99+ unread messages, and he didn’t have the time to look through the previous chat history, so he typed out a confused and bubbling message: “Why are you crazy about @me?”

Wow! Wu Yingying covered her mouth with a surprised expression.

The real owner has appeared!

First seat Li Han sent a nose-pin emoticon.

...

Chen Yang, Zhao Zhen and others looked like they were watching.

You hung up on me again?!

Tang Yuqiong's expression boiling with anger.

What's going on? Xia Yu had veins on his forehead, I'm researching new dishes, why are you so irritable than the other!

Tang Yuqiong posted a link to the article with a backhand, See for yourself——

The article is titled Celebrity Chef vs. Celebrity Chef? In addition to cooking skills, let’s start with the respect for seniors in the food industry...

When Xia Yu saw the title, he felt it was unusual and conspiratorial.

really!

After reading the article in general, my eyes stayed on the picture of a certain famous chef’s medals and certificates for an extra minute.

Finally, my eyes return to the picture at the beginning.

A middle-aged man looked unhappy in front of the mottled red door of an old house in a deep alley.

Although the picture was somewhat blurred, Xia Yu could still tell at first glance——

Isn't this the Xia family's ancestral home?

Sweat suddenly ran down my spine.

The only thing missing from the Five Shows group was Ye Feizhou. In fact, in the yard of Liu's mansion, the former Chief of Five Shows was staring closely at the chat group interface on his mobile phone, waiting for Xia Yu's response after reading the article.

The originally lively chat group suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the guy who was forced to change his nickname to 'Big Devil' by the group leader sent a reply of I understand, and his avatar was blacked out and he went offline!

He turned off his phone?

Ah, the phone can't be reached!

The ‘Zhuanlong Pot Handyman’ continued to boil with rage.

soon.

Zhu Qing rushed back from the clan.

I'm going home to visit my relatives and my ancestors. Your little ancestor is causing trouble for me! She rushed into the kitchen and stood with her hands on her hips.

Xia Yu heard the sound and turned around at the kitchen counter, Causing trouble?

With an innocent and speechless expression on his face, he said, This is really a pot coming from the sky! I will not bear this pot!

Aunt Qing, if someone wants to mess with me, I'll hide to the end of the world, and others will still mess with me! He blinked to show his innocence, Come on, come on, come back in such a hurry, you must have not eaten lunch, right? Eat a bowl of noodles, and wait for it. Get rid of the fire!

As he spoke, he filled a bowl of freshly cooked ramen and served it to the table with a smile.

Seeing his calm look, Zhu Qing was angry and admired. Whenever this happened, Zhu Qing always felt as if he had lived a lifetime like a dog. As a junior, he could always remain calm in the negative storm.

If it were her, faced with the vicious rhythm and public opinion, she would definitely be furious immediately, and she would be eager to find the culprit and tear her apart.

Um?

My eyes were drawn to the ramen on the table.

When his eyes were filled with brilliant golden light, a touch of softness suddenly appeared on Zhu Qing's tense face.

…

The incident escalated rapidly on that day, and the heat increased steadily.

At the beginning, the melon-eating crowd had a tacit understanding of the two parties involved in the incident and would not discuss them by name.

Lin Chu vs. Lin Chu, there is no senior or junior distinction!

A certain big V commented like this.

That's nonsense!

Immediately another big V in the industry jumped out, In the food industry, it is true that cooking is king, but seniors are seniors. Regardless of age or seniority, the qualifications of being a senior are there. A young boy has achieved dazzling achievements. Of course, the food world is happy and we give him the applause he deserves, but this is a plaudits for his cooking skills, not for him as a person!

Now, please let me take back my past applause! said a popular comment, In addition, I also want to give a piece of advice to the young people in the Chinese community -

Don't jump!

Even if we are at the same level of cooking skills, my senior is still your senior!

Public opinion is divided into several battlefields.

A certain battlefield is a debate about the status of seniors and seniors.

On the other hand, I am concerned about the authenticity of the pictures.

Isn't the picture a composite?

Whether the candidate noodle king is in Sichuan or not, I have my own media to verify it. What I am more concerned about is, has he been to the old area?

On the Yangtze River, the Loulin ship.

It is said that Xia Qing, who rushed to the imperial capital, drank tea and played chess with Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world.

Snapped!

Yan Qi held the black piece and landed a killing move with a faint smile on his face, Brother Xia, how can we break this siege?

He raised his head and stared at Xia Qing's face.

untie?

Unexpectedly, Xia Qing raised his hand and wiped the chess table away, causing black and white chess pieces to fall to the ground and blossom.

He pointed to the empty chessboard, Why do we need to solve it? This pattern should be decided by us!

Yan Qi was stunned, On our side, we can indeed control the chess game, but over there in Shu...

Didn't that brat keep shouting that he wanted to wade into troubled waters?

Xia Qing said with a smile on his face: If he can break the game and defeat Wei Zhong, it means he is qualified to become a chess piece. Otherwise, how can he talk about being a chess piece?

Yan Qi understood.

So, we ignore it?

Brother Yan, I also know that the dark world is very powerful in the media circle, and the yellow party's little moves can't be hidden from you... Xia Qing picked up a white piece from the ground, slapped it on the chessboard, and his face suddenly changed. Leng Jun said, In the Battle of Loulin Ship a month ago, Huang He was defeated and had to withdraw from the imperial capital and return to his hometown. It is difficult for his gang members and Baiyun Pavilion to be uprooted in one battle...

It's so difficult to destroy a powerful party member. I just chopped off Huang He's wings first so that he couldn't fly... Xia Qing sighed deeply.

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.