Rebirth as a Cooking God

"Warning, the host is weak, please stop all cooking activities!"

The system makes sound in due course.

stop?

Xia Yu burst into flames, grandma's, in the task reward, painted him such a big cake, let him go to all kinds of desperation, now have to persuade?

"System, please give some useful suggestions." Xia Yu rolled her eyes.

"Ding."

With the clear sound, a prop material appeared in front of me:

"【Physical Pills】(Blue): Urgent consumption of props. Take one capsule to restore the body to its best state."

"Selling price: 2000 reputation points."

what? !

Eyes widened, wait!

Aberdeen carefully, and read the prop materials several times, Xia Yu shot thighs and said: "Give me a grain now!"

"Purchased, you lose 2000 reputation." The system said mechanically.

There are more new props in the backpack, Xia Yu reached out and grabbed it. On the palm of the real world, there was an extra blue shell capsule pill out of thin air.

This is the medicine from the system store. Xia Yu was quite relieved and did not grind, swallowing the pill in one bite.

"Cough-"

After being steamed for too long, the body was in a state of lack of water, and his throat was too dry. Xia Yu felt uncomfortable covering his neck for a while, but the pill melted in his throat, and a strong smell of medicine rushed up his nose.

Suffering is a word.

Indescribable taste.

But at the same time, the heat flowed to the whole body, and Xia Yu made a long sigh of comfort, as if a big health care came, and the tight body nerves suddenly loosened.

Exhale, inhale, exhale...

Taking a few deep breaths back and forth, the senses that had become dull because of sleepiness, returned to the keen state of full prosperity.

"In this way, persist for another hour and a half, no problem at all!"

Xia Yu's heart was filled with joy, but he didn't cheer.

The exam is still in progress.

It's not too late to celebrate when the results are announced.

Turn around, take the cooled chain from the bucket, tie the marinated crucian carp, and Xia Yu shouts out, "Ms. Ryoko, the fire is not enough, take firewood!"

As a result, thousands of spectators by the lake witnessed the interpretation of the cuisine in the night.

Energetic.

Roaring the Fire Dragon, the fire was fiercer.

Yuki Watanabe stood on the silver body of Dojima, pointing to the altar devoured by the sea of ​​fire, and stammered: "Mr. Doji, Dojima, was the'roasted crucian carp' born in such a sea of ​​fire?"

Dojima did not answer, but stared at the iron chain that was spinning at high speed, and the young chef who echoed the chain in the middle of the ring of fire, with exclamation in his eyes.

The chef's hands are still so calm.

This time, Dojima did not find the rare mistake of the last time. The "uniformity" of each crucian carp was extremely perfect.

The most direct manifestation of the heat is that each crucian carp has a uniform color and no trace of char.

"Why does his physique improve qualitatively in just six days of accommodation study?"

Dojima's silver head was full of question marks.

Physical fitness requires perseverance and perseverance to achieve results.

Thinking about it, he can only use "natural talent" to explain.

...

A carnival of food ends at nine o'clock in the evening.

It was almost ten o'clock before the crowd dispersed, and the igo staff cleaned up the garbage left by the diners.

Ichiro Haseya and Shinji Takei each came out of the altar and looked at each other, and they found that the other side's face clearly showed tiredness.

"The store manager, the polished rice provided by igo has been used up."

A team member reported to Ichiro Hase.

"How did the guests react?" Ichiro Hase asked concerned.

"Like it!"

The team members beamed with joy.

Ichiro Haseya glanced at Takeji Jingji, and the middle-aged man also asked the staff about the situation.

"So, whose food is the most discussed by diners?" Ichiro Hase asked.

This time, the team members choked.

"really!"

Ichiro Haseya turned his gaze to the third altar.

The black ash piles on the inner layer and the outer layer are still flashing red. A large group of igo workers are helping to extinguish the fire. After a while, with the help of Ryoko Rina, a young chef walks out of the altar and writes on his face With a smile.

"A terrible younger generation!"

Ichiro Hase said inwardly.

It was not only him, but the people who remained on the lake all coincidentally focused their attention on him.

"Are you qualified?"

At the guest table, Takizuki Rina murmured.

The graduates who had not left, looked at each other, unable to answer her question.

They are not yet at the level of trainers. Among them, the strongest of the four houses, Kojiro, is only a reserve trainer.

Yuki Watanabe also chased Dojima Silver and asked, "Mr. Dojima Silver, what is the standard for the second *test ‘pass'? Who are the judges and those tourists?"

Dojima silver shook his head, his eyes deep.

"Oh, what about Chiyo's mother-in-law?"

Xiaben Xiashu looked for the old witch.

"She has gone back long ago." Asami said with a glance.

Soon after the banquet, Chiyo Shrine.

The path to the shrine is full of people.

A group of people gathered in front of the main hall of the shrine. At the moment, a table was placed in front of the hall. On the table were three crocks, and in front of each crock, the name of a practitioner was written in red ink.

From left to right, Xia Yu, Ichiro Hase, and Takeji Takei.

They are all Chinese characters.

"You just returned from the banquet, you can start voting-"

Standing behind the table, an old witch in full costume, sweeping the night, there are men and women, old and young crowds.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

The little dwarfs shook their hands and said: "Xingzi, let's discuss again!"

"Yeah, Kyoko, the level of the trainees in this issue is very high." A young man with long hair and beautiful appearance, who also directly called the name of the thousand generations of witches, is obviously very familiar with it.

"There is something to discuss, whose level is the highest, at a glance!"

Foxfire appeared in the darkness.

A seductive woman in a red dress came, wearing clogs on her feet, and her long white legs were looming under her robe as she walked.

"Ding!"

The charming woman put a white-tooth-like token into the first jar and said with a smile: "I really like this chef's grilled fish dishes. At the moment of eating the fish, I thought I was a Buddha Alright—"

"Hey, become a Buddha?"

Said a sneered male voice.

A burly man wearing Japanese samurai armor, like a Shogun general, walked to the table and threw three ancient coins into three pots~www.readwn.com~ They are all qualified, regardless of their superiors ! "

"Seconded!"

A small monk stepped forward and sent three sandalwood beads.

The old witch didn't stop it, let this strange group of people discuss, but within a few minutes, three crocks had gathered many tokens, the number of which had already exceeded ten'qualified' pieces.

"Is there three qualified people in this issue?" The old witch secretly surprised.

"and many more--"

With a distant female voice, a lantern suddenly lit under the eaves.

The shrine was silent.

"You, are you here too?"

"Yes, Kyoko, I want to talk to you about the rewards for qualified people."

A white-haired Tsing Yi woman came slowly. (To be continued.)