Rebirth as a Cooking God

In the evening of the same day, the outskirts of the imperial capital.

The "Jiankou Great Wall" is one of the famous Baduan Great Walls around the imperial capital. Compared with the crowded Badaling Great Wall and Juyongguan Great Wall, it looks deserted, there are not many tourists, and the walls that have not been manually repaired are sparsely walking. People, if they get closer to the observation, they find that these people are all well-equipped donkey friends.

The mountain is steep and beautiful.

Obviously, ‘Jiankou Great Wall’ is a wild Great Wall. The “wild” here refers to the quaint nature, and because the road section is too primitive and steep, it is certain that ordinary tourists come to climb the Great Wall and can’t afford the energy.

On this day, a group of donkeys descended from the Great Wall, but found that the villages and towns that had always been deserted under the mountain were full of construction trucks.

The cars lined up on the road, like a black long dragon running away, it was not spectacular.

Wu Jin is the captain of this donkey team. He is thirty-five years old this year. He is young and healthy. His healthy wheat-colored skin is put on strong limbs. When climbing on the steep Great Wall, it looks like a cheetah.

He is a well-known outdoor sports enthusiast, at the same time, he is also a foodie, and one of the young leaders of this generation of dark cuisine.

Descendant Wu Song's descendants!

Of course, this Wusong, not Wusong in the Water Margin, but in the world of "China Yifan", a dark cooking boss with martial arts and cooking skills, appeared in front of the animated version of the little master.

"Captain, what happened?"

"A big battle! Is it the official plan to repair the Great Wall?"

Players twitter,

Wu Jin frowned, seeing the unusualness of the convoy. He looked away and found a small leader who was shouting and directing the workers to move the iron plate. He walked over and found a pack of expensive cigarettes on the shoulder outdoor backpack , Handed over and smiled and asked: "Brother, is this going to repair the Jiankouye Great Wall construction?"

The little boss didn't receive a cigarette, glanced coldly, and suddenly froze, his face calmed down, "Wu Jin? Chef Wu?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, it's a scumbag."

The little boss still did not receive a cigarette, and his expression was slightly respectful, explaining: "It's not about repairing the construction of the Wild Great Wall."

He pointed to a piece of iron plate that workers unloaded from the truck.

"The task given to us above is to lay iron plates. I don't know much about the other parts, but a buddy inside Baiyulou said that this is the upper floor of Baiyulou. I want to use this wild Great Wall for an outdoor gourmet cooking."

"When?"

"Just tomorrow."

After talking, the little leader said goodbye, he was busy, and Wu Jin did not force people. He stood at the foot of the Great Wall with the donkey team and watched the construction team carry out intensive construction. Soon, the first steep stone steps were laid. A row of large iron plates went.

From bottom to top, the pieces of iron are bright with metal, reflecting the evening sunlight.

The donkey took a mobile phone, took a SLR camera, and kept talking.

Wu Jin also took a picture and posted it on the WeChat group of the "dark cooking world exchange group". This group has more than 100 members, all of which are not real names or nicknames, but are all weird nicknames.

Like Wu Jin, his ID in the group is ‘walker’.

"Tomorrow there will be an outdoor gourmet cooking at the Great Wall. Do you see anything?"

The iron plates occupying the Great Wall steps are arranged in sequence on the picture, which is quite dazzling.

"Yo, Uncle Wu, you finally came out of Shan Zi."

Wu Yingying, nicknamed'Little Sky Machine Star', bubbled up with a cute expression with a tongue sticking out, "The fleet is magnificent, from Baiyulou to the suburbs, it has long aroused heated discussions."

"And, I know some inside information!"

"speak!"

...

Boom.

Someone knocked on the door of the Imperial Hotel.

"Come in."

Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian entered the house back and forth, and Xia Yu regained his gaze from the TV news program.

Wei Qinglian stared at him and handed over an ingredient form, "You check it."

Xia Yu turned over carefully.

The main material, rice, a big truck?

The forehead suddenly sweated, this Nima, stuffed with so many materials, is the leader Zhu Ji wanting him to feast his heroes? !

The matching dry goods include abalone and sea cucumber.

And scallops, shrimps, mushrooms, etc.

Of course, eggs are also indispensable, the same portion is amazing.

A moment later, Xia Yu looked up and saw Ye Feizhou's words suffocating and his face flushed faintly. He smiled. "Curious?"

Ye Feizhou nodded straight, "egg, egg fried rice?"

This is a speculation based on ingredients.

Beside, Wei Qinglian's eyes narrowed and he was looking closely at Xia Yu, waiting for his answer.

"What else? Eggs and fried rice!"

Xia Yu was funny and didn't think there was anything to hide.

The ingredients are here.

Others are not blind.

"Impossible—" A startled female voice came from outside the room, "You just returned to your country, and you just kept on going... I can't believe you disappeared these two months, and suddenly appeared and sacrificed egg fried rice This ultimate killer."

Egg fried rice is a big killer or something, obviously ironic.

Tang Yuqiong is here.

Behind her, Li Han and Wu Yingying also have the rest of the five shows. The old men Xia Qing and Yan Qi are also coming. The hotel promenade is full of people.

"It's egg fried rice!"

Xia Yu showed an extremely innocent expression, "I didn't lie to me this time!"

Who said "Mother Sunball" is not eggs and fried rice? My kitchen **** Liu Pengxing first jumped out and knocked on his head.

"Can't believe you anymore!"

"Yes, yes, you are deceived every time."

The little friends unanimously questioned the voice.

"Stop!"

Xia Yu suddenly raised his hands to control the field.

The hotel suite was silent, the news program on the TV ended, and switched to a daily weather forecast program:

"...The imperial capital, sunny tomorrow, with a maximum temperature of 31°C."

Snapped!

Hearing this, Xia Yu tapped her fingers and smiled brightly at her friends.

"The last weather condition has also been reached! Heavenly Lord is beautiful!"

Outside the corridor, Xia Qing and Yan Qi, who were not noisy with a group of young people, nodded their heads and nodded their heads.

"That's right."

Xia Qing said.

"I said, Brother Xia, in your family's handbook of the fairy Pui, who recorded the recipe for "Mother Sunball"?" Yan Qi looked strange.

"……No!"

Yan Qi hadn't read the book left by the fairy. At this moment, his eyes revealed ten thousand unbelievers.

Xia Qing felt angry and helpless.

What is the reason, what the world, no one wants to believe the truth.

The next day, Xia Yu slept to get up and washed until nearly noon.

A group of people left the hotel in a mighty way, took a car, and went all the way to the foothills of the "Jiankou Great Wall" on the outskirts of the imperial capital. The villages and towns that had been deserted for many years all year round. The drivers were so anxious.

"Ah?" Xia Yu looked out the window in the co-pilot position. "Why are there so many people?"

Lei Aoxue in the back seat said, "The news leaked."

Xia Yu glanced back at Morita Maki, Tatsuya Rina, and Lei Aoxue. When they saw the three of them blinking, they patted their foreheads involuntarily. "I'll say, it turns out that you were the source."

The news spread ten times, ten times one hundred, a sensation in the emperor capital at night.

"So, Zhu Zhu, the leader, prepared a truck of rice, which was really prescient!" Xia Yu secretly wiped sweat.

It’s almost enough to watch the crowd each half a small bowl?

At this time, Xia Yu was even more worried about the lack of materials, causing public resentment.

As a culinary master who has read "China" and is acquainted with the ultimate recipes of darkness and light, coupled with the culinary skills that have been tirelessly promoted to the stage of the dragon's killing, they have overcome the recipes of the source of the light.

In the above, please ignore the half-hearted part of the research, as well as the private hard work that can not sleep for a whole week after the complete recipes are synthesized at the Shilin Temple.

At this time, Xia Yu was very light-hearted, ""Mother's Sun Ball" also contains a "path to heaven."

"Ultra high, wandering."

"If I see this "Tao" in the recipe of the source of the light again..."

"Dragon will kill" in my mind!

Derived, confirmed!

Xia Yu's eyes are terrifying.