Rebirth as a Cooking God

Is it an hour earlier?

Since crossing the day, the old man who returned to China for the first time has obviously realized this problem.

"Oh, too."

His voice was soft and he could not hear any emotion.

As soon as Xia Yu rolled his eyes, the old guy liked to play cool. He washed dishes and asked a few words.

"Is there a place to live in the country?"

"There is also an ancestral house at home, so you can live by cleaning."

"The ancestral house?" Xia Yu was curious. Xia's family was still a big family with big surnames. In this era, it is possible to keep an ancestral house in the country, a proper landlord class.

"When will you come back?"

The second question put the opposite side in a long silence.

"I don't know, but the time is certainly not short."

Old Mai's voice said, with a hint of tiredness, Xia Yu also heard the apology in his words.

"It's okay, old man, just stay in the country and leave the shop here to me." Xia Yu immediately threw away the complaint in her heart, almost patting her chest to guarantee.

Silence again.

After a while, I asked over there:

"...I heard that you are going to take the exam?"

"Yeah. It must be the general manager who told you." Xia Yu folded the washed dishes in the cupboard and listened to the movement of the other end of the phone.

"Not bad!"

"It seems that you worked hard during this time!"

The old man's next sentence surprised Xia Yu.

"I said the old man, don't you wonder why I entered the country so quickly?" Xia Yu smiled, but he was very nervous.

"strange?"

Instead, the old man was strange, and there was doubt in his voice.

"The former chef gods, 13, and 15, are already honored special chefs. You are now 16 years old. It's a little late to become a special chef at this age, but it's not bad, just barely. "

The old man half praised and half deprecated: "If according to the modern chef pyramid system, the batch of monsters a hundred years ago became a special chef soon, half a year or a year later, chef Lin, two to three years later, chef Long, about 30 years old. It has touched the realm of Uranus, and then it is the chef."

"Yeah, when it comes to the level of genius, it's still far from the evil spirits!" The old man must have shook his head over the phone.

"I go!"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes briefly.

Before dare to love, he was blindly worrying, his old man, his heart is really wide, directly compare his grandson with the batch of evils a hundred years ago, rather than with the batch of geniuses in the modern food world.

In this way, the aperture on Xia Yu's head was suddenly dim.

"You don't need to be discouraged. At least, you are better than me. At the time, I was only 18 years old when I was admitted to the top grade in the mainland. It is indeed my grandson of Xia Qing!" The old man's words finally brought a hearty laugh. Dragon City

The topic of grandpa and grandson is nothing more than a life and cooking experience.

Xia Yu asked the old man about his life in China, and the old man asked about the situation of the Xia's shop. Xia Yu didn't hide it. He simply described his achievements in the past three months.

"Shopping Street?"

When I heard that Xia Yu had put the shopping street in her own place, the old man sighed and seemed to say profoundly: "It's better if you put it back. This street, the governors of Tokyo have never dared to ask, that is also there For reasons left over from history, the governor of this term is expected to thank you very much for helping him deal with this mess. This is a strong achievement."

Xia Yu was baffled, but the old man's mouth was tight.

Talking for almost an hour, before hanging up the call, the old man suddenly said:

"By the way, you go to the attic. I put something in the ceiling mezzanine. You see it. It may be helpful for your special exam."

When the words fall, the busy tone is heard from the phone.

Uh?

Blinking, Xia Yu understood the old man's hint, quickly took off his gloves, and ran upstairs.

The attic is a place that can be easily overlooked. Xia Yu has cleaned it twice before, but it is only coped with, not carefully cleaned.

When I ran to the attic, this floor was not high. Xia Yu didn't even need to put a stool on the sole of his foot, but he could reach the ceiling with his hand. He tried it one by one, and soon showed a happy look. With a click, a wooden ceiling was removed by him, and the dust was sprinkled at the same time. He couldn't care too much, and he reached for the dark space.

"Yes!"

A wooden box was in his hand, and he turned his head to buckle the board back, and Xia Yutou didn't return to the ground and ran to the second floor.

After a while, a book was placed on the tea table in the living room, a bronze small tripod resembling a model.

"What is this?"

After picking up Xiaoding and playing for a long time, he didn't see any famous places. Xia Yu could only give up and go to read another book, looking relished.

I don't know how long it took before the system popped up the prompt:

"Is the unknown chef's notes detected, collected and organized?"

"sort out!"

Xia Yu exhaled, with horror in his eyes.

This, this book, from the year when the fantasy ingredients invaded the earth, records that last year, every year the latest fantasy ingredients released by the IGO international agency and put on the market will be studied by the author of this notebook.

It has been a book for decades...

Do not!

Xia Yu shook his head, and the word Chengshu was wrong, because the handwriting was still being written, and he had not finished it.

Turning around, I found another note left by the old man. The two books were put together, and the notes were approaching. At this point, the author could be judged. Xia Yu thought of the old man's age, and was even more certain in his heart.

The age of his old man really witnessed the invasion of fantasy ingredients, but from the lines in his handwriting, Xia Yu can see that the old man was very surprised by the appearance of these fantasy ingredients. There is a sentence in the memory of Xia Yu: Sword With fairy road

"This is the most precious gift from the creator to the chef."

Stroking for dozens of years, a book two or three times older than his physical age, Xia Yu's heart was heavy, and he sighed for a long time: "This old man in my family... is amazing!"

He can imagine that if the old man continues to write down, this book is likely to be regarded as a classic by culinary chefs in later generations.

The fantasy ingredients system inside is neatly categorized. Each fantasy ingredient is clearly written with uses, taboos, and shapes. Somehow, Xia Yu suddenly thought of "Compendium of Materia Medica". Perhaps, this book has classic potential.

And he is the second viewer besides the old man.

Fortunately!

Xia Yu was surprised, turning to the end of the book, here are some special recipes, some recipes have been completed, and some are still inferred to be established, the lack of key fantasy ingredients will fill the vacancy.

"Medical Food Records...Is it all medicinal recipes? Use fantasy ingredients for medicinal diet?" Xia Yu's eyes flickered.

After a while, he took two other handbooks from the bedroom.

This is the spoils left by Takeji Shinji and Ichiro Hase after the defeat of the halberd.

"Was the unknown chef's notes detected? Are they included?"

"Included!"

It will take time for the system to continue to collect and organize. Xia Yu went to close the store on the first floor and sat down in the living room on the second floor to read the books carefully.

Within a day, three chef's notes were harvested.

At this moment, Xia Yu's mood can be described by satisfaction and confidence.

Especially the big part left by the old man is so useful!

If you can organize and absorb the contents, what is the special assessment!

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Mainland China.

Actually ~www.readwn.com~ The old man is not in the ancestral house of Shu State, but in the capital.

Put down the phone and shut down directly.

An old man with white hair but still spirited, walked out of the enclosed room and looked at the ancient palace group shrouded in darkness in front of him.

This is the Forbidden City, the inner forbidden area, and the purple gas is transpiring.

Not far away stands the tall building on the white marble high altar, and there are vaguely standing guards with guns standing in a row standing around the tall building.

"Senior Xia..."

At this time, a staff member of the Halberd Bureau rushed to sweat, stopped in front of Xia Qing, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, respectfully said: "The Halberd begins immediately, the No. 1 head has Go to Baiyu Building."

Xia Qing just nodded faintly.

"What about my opponent?"

"Already arrived..."