Rebirth as a Cooking God

　　 As an outsider, Xia Yu saw clearly.

　　 He has tasted the dishes and can be rated as delicious.

　　 Therefore, he can conclude that these three guys are obviously premeditated, whether it is extortion or other purposes, anyway, the motivation is impure.

　　 Blame only the middle-aged chef for too little experience.

　　 "You say you are qualified? I only believe in the supervisors of the Food Association!" The bald diners who picked things up saw a young boy with no hair, and couldn't help shouting.

"Ok."

Xia Yu ignored this guy and brought the plate in front of the two Chinese tourists. She blinked at them and said in standard Mandarin: "Two young ladies, please do a little favor, try this dish, and say your best Real evaluation."

　　 "Oh, by the way, if you are satisfied, please say it out loud in English—"

　　 heard Mandarin in a foreign country, and it was still such an emergency that the two female tourists woke up from a state of coercion and looked at each other, nodding in agreement.

　　 One with chopsticks and one with a fork, each swallowing a piece of flat cut beef. As they chew slowly, the unpleasant painful expression is not there. On the contrary, there is a little surprise.

　　 The cute female tourist with a round face put down her fork and said, "It's delicious!"

　　 said, she suddenly remembered Xia Yu's instructions and faced the middle-aged chef in the restaurant. She repeated her thumbs up and blushed, "delicious!"

"good to eat!

　　 Another younger sister also commented that although she was not as exaggerated as her peers, she could not make a fake smile.

　　 The middle-aged chef in the restaurant was stunned, and the eyes of the troubled diners flashed.

　　 "Look..."

　　 Xia Yu made a show of hands, "This is two Chinese tourists. If you don't believe their evaluation, we can take the plate to the outside and find a passerby to evaluate."

　　 "Even, you can call people from the Food Association." Xia Yu looked at the trouble-making diners with a vague sneer in her eyes, and put her hand on the chef's shoulder, constantly signaling him to calm down.

　　The waiters cast their admiration and respect on him.

　　Clear thinking and organization, and deal with old methods.

　　 makes it hard to believe that this is a teenager.

　　 "Do you think I dare?"

　　The bald diners shouted sharply, dialed quickly, then sneered, and deliberately turned on the hands-free key to let the slow beep sound come out.

　　 Cold sweat slipped from his chin down his forehead.

　　The middle-aged chef held out his hand, opened his mouth as if to beg, and put his hand on his shoulder. At this time, he patted him. Xia Yu sent an eye signal to the uncle, "Trust me!"

　　 "Hey!" The middle-aged chef also gave up and collapsed his shoulders, his face dull.

　　 For the performance of the middle-aged chef, Xia Yu has only one evaluation in mind: anxiety makes chaos.

　　 On the one hand, it is because this middle-aged chef is inexperienced, and his character is more cowardly and excitable, so it is easy to be used by others.

　　 On the other hand, in this parallel space-time Japan, the status of the food association is too high.

　　 The current gourmet association is basically controlled by the graduates of Yuanyue. The inspectors and judges are professional chefs. The government only puts some officials in the association to deal with daily affairs.

　　 is serious and rigorous.

　　 Any restaurant does not want to be rated as "unqualified" by the inspectors of the Food Association, which may be ordered to close down for rectification or even lose the chef's license. What's more, the news was exposed by the food media, public opinion flooded in, the restaurant could not be opened, the chef could not be done, and the livelihood was completely cut off, which was cruel.

　　 Therefore, Xia Yu understands the middle-aged chef.

　　On the contrary, he didn't feel a little bit sick about the guy who took advantage of the chef's weakness and used the food association to cheat people.

　　 The restaurant fell into a strange silence.

　　 Soon after dialing, the slow beep sound became busy with no signal.

　　 Xia Yu's mouth was raised. Not surprised by this result, the bald diners just dialed it, which was not a complaint hotline of the Gourmet Association at all. He could see it clearly.

　　The middle-aged chef also reacted, his eyes wide open.

"you guys……"

　　The bald diners put away their phones and brutally glanced at the teenager who broke their trap. In this line of business, the skin is very thick. Even if the trap is seen, the group doesn't mean to leave, but instead sits down with a rogue look.

　　 "We are guests!" bald diners shouted, "Paid, you are eligible to request Western food that meets your taste! Quickly, bring another burgundy beef stew until we are satisfied!"

　　 "In line with taste? Ha ha, this is a public restaurant, not a private custom kitchen...but I can agree to your request instead."

　　 Xia Yu aimed at the middle-aged chef who wiped the sweat next to him, "Can you borrow your kitchen?"

　　 The chef's eyes widened in disbelief, "Will you cook?"

"know a little."

　　 "Burgundy beef stew with red wine is Western food, would you?" asked the elegant and clean middle-aged chef.

　　 "A little research."

"Uh……"

　　 Normally, the middle-aged chef refused, but recalling the performance of the teenager just now, he couldn't help but blush and decided to give this savior respect, so he gritted his teeth and said, "You come with me."

"Hey!"

　　The bald diner and his two strong men's associates yelled at the back, "Stinky boy, you think about it carefully, if your dish is not qualified, we will complain to the Food Association!"

　　The waiters at the restaurant gathered together, and there was a lot of confusion, and their faces were all puzzled and worried.

"Oops!"

　　 "Chef should not promise that boy. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "Our chef is a student of Yuanyue, although he has not graduated, but his strength is there. Why did he give the kitchen to a teenager?"

　　 The two young Chinese sisters couldn't understand, and they saw Xia Yu walked slowly into the western kitchen's back kitchen, and looked at each other in amazement.

　　 Rear kitchen.

　　 The interior is clean and tidy, giving a refreshing feeling without greasy smell.

　　 "How do I call you?" asked the middle-aged chef.

　　 "Xia Yu."

　　 "Yingzhixiaxiayingshu, please take care of me." The middle-aged chef said politely, and surprised the other two chefs in the kitchen.

　　 "You go prepare the Burgundy red beef stew ingredients for 3 people!"

　　 Chef Xia Zhiqiu greeted the two helpers and looked back. When Xia Yu was at the sink, he cleaned his hands seriously. The expression seemed to be fasting, extremely pious, and did not let go of any possible dirt.

　　Keeping your hands clean is a must for the chef.

Seeing this, chef Mo Mingjian of Xia Zhiqiu felt more at ease and thought: "Maybe he can give us a surprise?"

　　Help the kitchen to move the beef, striped bacon pieces and other accessories, such as large onions and carrots, to the kitchen counter and clean them.

　　 "Go and prepare the same ingredients."

　　Xia Yu casually told the two chefs while wearing an apron and kitchen hat.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the chef and Xia Zhiqiu, Xia Yu smiled and said, "I'm still hungry, and the two female tourists outside haven't eaten any food. I just solved it together. I hope my Burgundy The beef stew with red wine will satisfy them."

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