Rebirth as a Cooking God

　　Everyone quietly finished the ‘Spice Ninth Egyptian Roast Chicken’, aftertaste.

　　Dojima silver saw it and smiled: "Let everyone come to judge."

　　Xingping Chuangzhen, Morita Maki and others looked at each other.

　　 "I'm determined to lose."

　　 Xia Yu rolled his eyes, this Dojima silver is doing things. It's not a halberd game, it's just making good dishes, feasting everyone, and having fun. Isn’t the review embarrassing?

She cut down Rina, but she was surprisingly serious. She put down the cutlery and took out the handkerchief to wipe the grease on her lips. After careful consideration, she slowly said: "The cooking of Senior Dojima is impeccable, so I don't say'spicy extreme' Well, in other respects, the heat, seasoning, and even the skill of cutting side dishes, my **** tongue can't find any defects..."

　　 "But!"

Su Linai suddenly remarked, "Fire is the original seasoning of human beings. Fire is also a symbol of humanity from primitive savageness to civilization. Fire allows humans to eat from raw food to cooked food! The seasoning named "fire" is ancient, heavy and bears History, directly into the soul of the soul, so I support Xia Yu's dishes!"

　　 No one expected the plot to reverse in this way.

　　 The tongue of God defeated by Xia Yu, instead stood up to support him for the first time?

　　 heard the words, Dojima silver stunned.

　　 Xia Yu's expression is not much better, especially, the girl Erina loves a serious nonsense!

　　 feels funny inside.

　　 Serious lines, coupled with not correct evaluation, how shameful is a bit high.

　　 Speaking of it, there is no need to vote for him in the affection card or the shogi Rina? Xia Yu didn't understand the little girl's thoughts, and she didn't guess at all. She just thought it was her willfulness.

　　 "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Dojima, I also support Ayu's dishes!" Morita Masaki bowed ninety degrees with a gesture of guilt.

"Uh……"

　　Xingping Chuangzhen scratched his face, "How to say, that "flame roast suckling pig", I have some effort in it anyway. Uncle, sorry, I support roast suckling pig!"

　　 "......"

　　 This downstairs is all crooked!

　　 Xia Yu and Dojima Silver are a little dumbfounded.

　　 "I follow Ms. Erina firmly!" Xin Hu Fei Sha stretched her face.

　　 "Hey!" Xia Yu vomited in her heart, "How the rhythm was brought up by the chick Rina!"

　　 He could not help but glance at the creator, and saw that the tongue and lip angle of the **** raised a slight arc, and perceiving his gaze, Yu Qi painted Rina's chest, which was quite large.

　　 "Miss Ryoko, what is your opinion?"

　　Dojima Silver had no choice but to look at Ryoko Lina's comments on Xia Yu's group of willful friends.

Ryoko Rina did not answer positively, put down the cup in her hand, and sat up slightly, her tone became serious, "This is the second time I enjoy the smell of flames. The first time, the smell of flames is not the ultimate. , The cuisine itself is far from the quality of quasi-premium. However, today, a week later, that kind of flame taste is really on the extreme road, growing quickly and quickly..."

　　 "As a chef, Dojima, you should know that the ultimate taste is actually different?" Ryoko Ryoko said softly, "If you use other extreme tastes instead of extreme spices, I might support you."

　　薙切仙左卫门 has not participated in the review.

　　 "Forget it, forget it!" Dojima Silver waved his hand angrily. "Anyway, it's not a halberd or a competition, whatever you say."

　　 Xia Yu is funny.

　　 He really lost, no matter how other people sounded for him, if he lost, he lost. Xia Yu wouldn't be hit, and he was helpless.

　　 In fact, after being rushed by the system to put the duck on the shelf, in a hurry, he was able to make a luminous version of "Flame Roast Suckling Pig", and Xia Yu could no longer be satisfied. As for beating Dojima Silver? Wait for him to be promoted to the top rank first, or master a purple recipe, otherwise Xia Yu can't see the slightest hope.

　　Everyone kindly encouraged him to get it.

　　 It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the banquet of Yaqi's house was finally over, and everyone had a great time.

Xia Yu took his clothes and shoes in the hands of Yaqie's servants. These were washed, dried and folded, and placed in two small bags separately. The male black yukata and the clogs on his feet , Naturally, he wore it home.

　　Xingping Chuangzhen has already taken a step first. His home is on the outskirts of the city. Zhexian Zuoweimen let the driver take him to the nearest tram stop.

At the gate of Azumi Manor, Dojima Silver came over and stuffed a file bag into Xia Yu's arms and smiled: "My work tonight is all in the bag. One of the files contains me and the commander in chief. You can take it back and take a closer look. If you agree, you can call me and reply, or you can reply to the Minister of God of IGO."

"Ok."

　　Xia Yu sent Dojima silver into the car and took the file bag, but his mind was not on it, but he was paying attention to the system information:

　　 "The task [Reception of Flame Cuisine] has been completed."

　　 "Cooking level increased to lv19."

　　 "Get the props 【Understanding Crystal】*1."

Summon the inventory, see the crystal props in the third position after the [Crushed Jade Sword], [Seven Star Sword · Greed Wolf], Xia Yu’s heartbeat immediately accelerates, and Dojima’s silver "spicy quintet Egyptian roast Chicken' cuisine is totally worth using his props to peep into the mystery!

　　 If your luck hits the watch, you can steal the recipe of a super chef directly. Just thinking about Xia Yu can't hold back the devil running away.

"boarding--"

　　 A faint voice interrupted his reverie.

　　Ryoko Rina changed her kimono, put on a floral silk dress, and stood at the door of a red sports car driving position.

　　 Xia Yu did not quit, anyway, it was an acquaintance who greeted Morita, and they all sat in the rear parking spaces.

　　 Xia Yu leaned on the soft seat cushion and closed her eyes. It seemed that she was physically and mentally exhausted and was sleeping. In fact, she was communicating with the kitchen **** system, using the props she just got.

　　 "Understand the crystal is used!"

　　 The mechanical sound of the system sounded. Beep, the head was like a player, and a very vivid picture appeared inside.

　　 A burly, vaguely looking chef is busy in front of the kitchen counter. He moves quickly, kills chicken, cuts belly, cuts side dishes, put Egyptian rice and salt, cumin, black pepper and stirs for 10 minutes.

　　 On the other side, a stainless steel boiler is placed on the second stove, which is filled with boiled hot water.

While cooking Egyptian rice, the male chef seized the time slot and added another batch of spices, including bay leaves, cardamom, small onions, cardamom, and black pepper.

At this time, the Egyptian rice was already cooked. The chef stuffed the rice into the chicken belly and cut carrots and onions into it, sealed it with a toothpick, and then carefully inspected the whole chicken to see if there were no leaks. , You can put the chicken in the pot and continue to add seasonings such as salt.

　　The middle-aged chef didn't stop for a moment, cutting potatoes, cutting onions, slicing potatoes, slicing carrots and tomatoes.

　　 The chef showed superb knife skill. In just a few minutes, the side dishes were neatly arranged in a large transparent glass baking dish. Xia Yu glared to watch, the chef added spices for the third time.

Curry powder, turmeric powder, cinnamon powder, and even a little chicken powder, of course, salt and black pepper are indispensable. Finally, add olive oil and use your hands to mix the side dishes in the baking tray to make the seasoning evenly fit on each piece. On the side dish.

　　Egypt's diet is the use of spices.

　　 After fully stirring, the side dishes at the bottom of the baking tray have been processed, and the spices are overflowing.

Wait for a while, remove the whole chicken from the pot, drain the water, remove the sealed toothpick, and add the spices for the fourth time, but this time the spices are mixed in tomato sauce and French mustard sauce, the chef mixes The speed is too fast, Xia Yu's eyes widened, "Wait--!"

　　 He quickly stopped the system, "Slow down! Slow down! Go back!"

　　 Wonderful prop status is obviously beyond control.

The image is still playing back at normal speed. Xia Yu can only stare, looking at the middle-aged chef, spread the prepared spice sauce evenly on the whole body of the chicken, but in a blink of an eye, the whole chicken is covered with curry yellow sauce juice.

　　Finally, put the chicken on a transparent baking tray with a layer of side dishes with the same spices.

　　Oven temperature, 250℃.

　　 Roasting time, 60 minutes.

Ding.

　　 The moment the oven made a pleasant sound, the image in Xia Yu's head disappeared.

　　 "It's time for a dog!"

　　Xia Yu dumbfounded, the spicy sauce spread on the chicken is undoubtedly the soul of this dish!

But it is in such an important part. The middle-aged chef’s single ten thousand years of hand speed is too terrible. Perhaps it has inspired some cooking skills. He can’t recognize how many spices are mixed in the sauce, let alone. Specific dosage of each fragrance.

　　 "If there is ‘super vision~www.readwn.com~ hey!" Xia Yu could only imagine it unwillingly.

　　 [Super Vision] is different from [Super Tactile], this cooking technique is similar to Hitomi, and can copy the movement of the target chef in an instant, and reproduce the opponent’s stunt without any difference.

　　 In addition, [Super Vision] can also copy dishes and get recipes. This is also the card game of the'Blue Eyed Tiger' Mila in the original book by Xiao Dangdang. If there is such a talent, Xia Yu will not get nothing.

Yes.

　　 has no gain.

　　 Withdrew from the crystal state, Xia Yu sank with one heart.

　　Don't talk about stealing recipes, Mao didn't find any.

　　 Then... just finished?

　　 opened his eyes, a slightly strange interior environment of sports cars. The driving seat is Ryoko Rina, who is driving through the busy downtown area of ​​Tokyo.

　　 "Ayu, are you awake?" Morita's sweet voice came from the side.

　　 "It seems to be different..."

　　 Xia Yu's gaze moved to the rearview mirror in the car. A delicate handmade sachet hung under the mirror. The smell flickered and took a sniff. He subconsciously said:

　　 "Mint, clove, lavender."

　　 "Slightly spicy, but fragrant, is it pepper?"

　　 "It seems there are herbs, spices, patchouli, wormwood, twigs, calamus..."

　　Finally, Xia Yu was shocked himself. When was his nose so sensitive to spices!

　　 The rearview mirror in the car reflected Ryoko Rina's slightly surprised face.

　　 "This is my own sachet."

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