Rebirth as a Cooking God

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That afternoon, Xia Yu and his party were placed in a European-style building next to the river.

The clear river runs through the city, along the banks are classical and exquisite buildings, unconsciously, it is already the summer season, Denmark is located in Northern Europe, is a high latitude European ice and snow country, the afternoon sun gradually goes down, and the temperature is more than 20 from noon The temperature drops to more than a dozen degrees, which is called cool and comfortable. You can maintain a refreshing feeling in your heart without eating iced watermelon.

"Click" to push open the window.

The cool breeze was blowing from the river, and Xia Yu appeared in the window with a sad face written on it.

After the reception, he talked roughly with the three sages at the IGO headquarters, but the progress can be said to be almost no. Even Karl, the scalpel, is a familiar big man. In this matter, his attitude is quite different from the usual straight, straightforward and ambiguous.

"Three old foxes!"

Xia Yu gritted his teeth lightly.

Lei Aoxue was wearing tight blue jeans, and the white shirt on her upper body was a little short. When she leaned her chest against the wall not far from the window, the hem of the dress contracted upward. The white belly and belly button were vaguely visible, full of summer Cool taste, and full of youth.

"If this task is so easy to achieve, we have many generations of Chinese people who have come over to take back the legendary kitchen utensils. Will we have to wait until now?" Lei Aoxue said.

"The truth is this. Everyone knows that the problem is to talk to the old fox and get involved in any political and diplomatic incidents. I am completely a layman, and I'm insulting."

Xia Yu spread his hands, his face full of helplessness.

"I prefer Jiu."

"If we use the method of diplomatic consultations to whisper to each other, come and go, count into the organ... Then shall we stay here until the monkey year?"

Lei Aoxue smiled, "It's not just you who can do it. You can do it with outsiders, no problem, but this is the IGO headquarters, the three sages, all are outstanding dragon chefs, three people work together, it is worth one. King of Gourmets. Even if you are fighting alone, which one are you sure to defeat?"

He lowered his eyes.

"Actually, I don’t recommend that you have a conflict with IGO. If you think about it, if you eat the halberd, you will win or lose. Both of us have forged Liangzi. You are now using "Kirinzi" The name, the representative of the Chinese food industry, try to solve this matter by peaceful means..."

The voice did not fall, da da da, a series of footsteps.

Lei Aoxue blinked, and the melancholic boy who had just stood by the window shook his decisive back and strode away.

"What are you doing?" she asked busyly.

"Strive for tactics, secondly to pay off..."

"Erinina's dad, instructed me to find someone. He kept saying that it was the key to the door to the dead end. Anyway, it was still early. The house was also housed. We all sent out and settled the dinner outside."

When the afterglow of the setting sun threw down on the ground city, the group also reached the destination by car.

Copenhagen Newport.

After getting off the bus is a very long commercial pedestrian street.

But unlike other pedestrian streets, this is the famous Xingang Street, and Xingang is actually an artificial canal with a history of several hundred years. The pedestrian streets are distributed along the canal. Colorful buildings like fairy tales, pleasing restaurants, and open-air cafes with coffee aromas everywhere. Pedestrians and tourists here, in the bustling but quaint stone streets, are all in a hurry, quiet and calm.

As soon as he got out of the car, Morita shuffled Xia Yu's sleeves and pointed to a street artist on the roadside, whispering excitedly: "It's amazing."

Probably it was praise, the street performers rushed to the party and smiled.

Azumi Erina glanced at him, "He is blowing "Sunshine Sonata"."

"okay."

Lei Aoxue was funny: "OK, we are not here to travel."

Xia Yu looked at the small boats full of canals on both sides of the canal, which was regarded as the embellishment of the Newport. The old-style small-mast ships were painted with bright white or black paint, and they were lined up in line, lining the surroundings. Characteristic classical architecture, with the marble dome of the church in view.

Such a picture appears in Xia Yu's field of vision, just like a real fairy-tale world.

It can only be said that it is Denmark, the fairy tale kingdom!

At this point, Xia Yu felt touched and vaguely understood why IGO's gourmet structure set their international headquarters here.

Morita really wanted him to take photos of the Yunhe River. The background was a small wooden boat with masts over the setting sun.

Lei Aoxue's smile was stiff, and in the mobile phone's shooting picture, Yu Qiu painted Rina actually also inserted a foot. Originally, Morita Maki was like a person, pillowed on Xia Yu's right hand side, but his left hand was still standing with a blond hair fluttering. Girl.

"Click!"

The picture freezes. The brilliant sunset glows on the three people, not to mention the smiling faces of Xia Yu and Morita. The third blonde girl stands proudly against the background of the fairy tale world. The delicate facial features of the facial features are sacredly lustrous by the setting sun. In the photo, it seems like a female angel who came down in the world, only a pair of white wings.

Lei Aoxue looked slightly lost.

A bit of bitterness, which was difficult to intervene, made her particularly strange. When did you get tempted?

"This is it!"

Afterwards, Xia Yu took his mobile phone, compared the address information given to him by thistle and cut thistle, and a photo of a person, and found a restaurant on Canal Pedestrian Street.

The restaurant is very chic. Outside is an open-air coffee shop. A table is occupied by visitors. The waiter serves the tray and delivers hot coffee and exquisite snacks.

Ding Ding!

Push the glass door open and the greet bell rings.

"Hello, respected guest."

Waiting for the party to find a place in the shop, another waitress stepped forward and asked to order.

Xia Yu waved his hand, "We are not ordering for the time being."

He pointed to the screen in his hand. "We are here to find this old gentleman. Is he here? This is what Newport 30 should be."

The waitress was amazed, said a little while, and turned to the restaurant table. An old man playing the violin walked in a respectful whisper. The original melodious music in the restaurant stopped for a while, and the music rang again. The waitress also came back: "Mr. Brunn asked you to sit down first ~www.readwn.com~ Wait a minute."

So the whole party sat down into the night, and the guests came and went in several batches. Suddenly, the aroma of the food made Morita Maki, who was bored to play with the mobile phone, excitedly raise his head, wrinkled his nose, and sniffed toward the source of the aroma.

A gentle voice said at this time: "Waiting for a long time."

The old entertainer in the restaurant who had played the portable piano had put on the white chef's uniform and smiled and put a big tray on the table.

The classic ‘Danish pastry’ is sprinkled with white powdered sugar, strawberries, blueberries and butter.

Then the buttered mead bread slices are topped with salted herrings soaked in vanilla and spice, and decorated with broccoli, lettuce leaves, baby carrots and green beans next to the dinner plate, which also has a dreamy color combination.

The last is a strange sandwich. There is only a black slice of bread on top of which is a thin slice of salmon meat, black salmon roe, mixed with cheese, mustard and cream.

Sprinkle the fresh dill herb again, the flavor is striking.

This is a classic Danish open sandwich. In a country like Denmark where bread is the staple food, sandwiches are almost a must on the table.

"This dinner plate is built in three dimensions, it is too great, how to give people the feeling of building a gourmet fairy tale kingdom on bread slices!"

This was Xia Yu's first impression when he saw this dinner.

Visual!

Even Xia Yu was shocked.

How can the "visual" part of the dish be discovered? Just looking at it and not eating it into the mouth, it seems that people can go back to the childhood years when they first read Andersen's fairy tales, and one after another fantasy fairy tale castle unfolded in the field of vision.

Xia Yu took a breath.

Brune? The man the ghost father asked him to find seemed to be a higher level than Huang He.

Can't help but look at the Nordic old man who put on the chef's clothes.