Rebirth as a Cooking God

Private halberd is set at night.

During the day, Xia Yu got on the motorcycle of Tamagawa Misa, and went to Kamakura city with her to relax, and then came back in the evening.

A large truck with IGO ingredients was parked on the road outside the Tamagawa Yard.

When the two returned, they happened to meet a group of people in black, and they just moved the sealed ingredients to the monastery.

Unlike in Tokyo, IGO staff in Kanagawa Prefecture are in a hurry, and they seem to be afraid of staying in the ghost place of Tamagawa-in for an extra second, and leave immediately after finishing their work.

Xia Yu was trying to talk to a staff member, but he was surprised.

Beside, Tamagawa Misa laughed.

"Let me say, they are not willing to come to Yuchuanyuan." Yuchuan Meisha smiled, "What kind of cook is your grandfather? It will actually let you go to our Yuchuanyuan to retreat..."

"Ghost knows!"

Xia Yu waved his hand and entered the temple.

The abbot of Yuchuan appeared coldly, stopped on the prosperous path, and said coldly to him: "The halberd will be punctual at 8 o'clock in the evening and end at twelve, and the ingredients are ready!"

"What about the judge?" Xia Yu stunned, "Is it only you abbot?"

"Judging? Yes, will five be enough?"

The abbot of Yuchuan turned around, leaving Xia Yu a back.

"Hey, Yuchuan Abbot, the topic, you haven't announced the topic yet!" Xia Yu could only yell in excitement, her heart was full of helplessness, and it turned out to be a private fight. The judging and questions were so arbitrary.

"Title? Play freely and satisfy the five judges!"

"Since you have your own restaurant, you have the ability to meet the requirements of various customers!"

The footsteps took a slight pause, and the old female monk did not return her head, stiffly: "Whoever gets the most votes will win!"

Is it an open question?

Simulation operation?

Xia Yu was startled, turning his head to look at Yuchuan Meisha walking with him.

In this case, isn't Tamagawa Misaka suffer? Xia Yu has also operated restaurants for some time, and has a wealth of experience as a chef, while Tamagawa Misa has been staying in the Kamakura countryside and can't get out of the gate of the monastery. How to gain experience in entertaining guests.

Simply from the perspective of experience, Xia Yu is confident!

"Don't underestimate me!"

At this time, Yuchuan Meisha uttered her tongue and said, "Your experience of serving ordinary guests may not be applicable to Yuchuanyuan."

Ok?

Xia Yu's heart was cold.

In any case, this halberd is not only a comparison between him and Tamagawa Misa, but also a "competition" that the older generation has continued!

Even for those 10 talent points, you can't lose!

"Get 10 talent points here, go back to Tokyo to eat halberd, defeat Tamagawa Ayaka, get 10 more, and save 20 talent points, I can fill [Evolution·Burst] in one go!" Xia Yu secretly said .

...

Night fell.

At eight o'clock, Xia Yu came to the large courtyard of the monastery on time.

The halberd field is in front of the main hall of the monastery. The tall trees surround the courtyard. Although the lanterns are hung in a circle, the field still looks dark. A gust of wind blew, and the tree shadows kept shaking on the mottled ground.

The venue has been set up, with two kitchen counters and a judging table.

The abbot of Yuchuan was still wearing a blue monk's clothes, standing next to the incense tripod in the main hall, his eyes silent.

There are too many strange places in the temple.

For example, it takes a lot of manpower to arrange the venue. It stands to reason that Xia Yu should meet all kinds of monk talents, but this large atmosphere is quiet, except for the chef Yuchuan, who is standing on the opposite kitchen counter and waving to him. yarn.

"Cough..."

Suddenly, an old cough sound came from behind Xia Yu.

In the shadow of a deep tree, a little old man bowed his waist. He was too short. It was estimated that he was in his early one-five meters. He was wearing a hat and his clothes were quirky.

boom!

The pottery jug in his hand was placed on the table, and the old man sat on the first chair of the jury seat, and cast an interesting sight on Xia Yu, "You are the youngest special chef in the history of neon territory. ?Hahahahahaha..."

His voice was frivolous, and there was a frivolous smell.

Having said that, he gave his mouth to the clay pot, took a sip of wine, and laughed.

"Master Tanuki!"

Yuchuan Misa complained: "You are a judge, pay attention to me!"

"Good! Today I have a good fortune, ha ha ha ha ha!" The little old man laughed again, "You can satisfy me with beautiful gauze!"

"Must!" Tamagawa Misao.

"...Misa, what about me?"

Accompanied by a gust of wind, the tree shadow shook, and on the second chair, there suddenly appeared a seductive woman in red.

"Miko!"

Yuchuan Meisha smiled and said: "You can rest assured!"

Gently nodding, the woman in red stands with her hands on the table and sits with her legs up, the long skirt is like a cheongsam, directly revealing a thigh, and complex and beautiful tattoos are carved on the white and slender thighs.

"You are the youngest chef in history in neon territory?"

Then, the woman in red looked at Xia Yu.

"Well, can't you say hello with this line?" Xia Yu rubbed her brows and tried to calm her emotions as much as possible, whether it was a man or a ghost, or a **** or a Buddha, and it was just a guest. The chef must strive to satisfy the appetite of any guest.

The woman in red, called Miko by Tamagawa Misa, was slightly startled.

"Hope you can satisfy me!"

She said that she glanced at the flower cat stopped at Xia Yu's feet, and then glanced at the quaint wooden box Xia Yu held in her arms.

"Amitabha!"

With the sound of Buddha, the third judge appeared.

Unexpectedly, this judge was actually a monk with a clear face, probably in his early twenties. His skin was even fairer and finer than that of a woman.

"Donator, I see your bones are clear, and you have hidden wisdom between your eyebrows...Can you follow the monk's monk to practice?"

The young monk stood in front of Xia Yu, palms folded together.

Xia Yu looked black, "Eat halberd first!"

The monk did not chase after him, bowed slightly, and sat down on the third chair of the jury.

To Xia Yu's consternation, when the monk turned around, his white back actually had a vivid serpentine pattern.

The fourth and fifth judges appeared one after another.

An old woman with thinning hair and almost baldness. She had a big belly, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October. She was sitting on the fourth chair, and her turbid eyes only had a color called hunger.

The fifth place is tall, holding a gold pipe, like a man like a woman.

"let's start!"

When the fifth judge was seated, the abbot Yuchuan was on the judging table and put five ancient coins, one for each judge.

The old woman with the big belly was impatient and said with a crazy voice: "Eat! I need to eat! Endless food! Whoever can fill my belly, I will vote for whoever!"

The saliva was dripping, and the floor was wet.

"I want to eat fish!"

The first person to arrive was called the old man by Tamagawa Misa, and he raised his hand to ask for fish dishes.

"How about me~www.readwn.com~ I want to eat some offal food, the bloodier the better."

The woman in red sticks her tongue out and licks her red lips.

"Then three of you will order food first." The young monk said calmly.

The judge of the fifth seat holding a pipe also nodded and smiled with a neutral voice: "I will be at the bottom of Dao Temple, I hope you two can meet us by midnight."

fish!

Offal!

There is only one to fill her belly!

Xia Yu immediately finalized the recipe and looked up at the abbot Yuchuan, "Where are the ingredients?"

"Go get it yourself, in the warehouse!" Yuchuan chef said.

"A Yu, come together!"

Tamagawa Misa waved to him.