Rebirth as a Cooking God

The night when the halberd ended.

Ya cut the house.

"He won."

Commander Yuan Yue sat in the corridor, looking at the small pond in the courtyard, and the full moon reflected a corner of the water.

"Ok……"

Xia Qing responded at the end of the phone, "Then I will trouble you to take care of him more, I am preparing for the next matchup."

"Hong Kong Chefs Union..."

"As long as it's not a dark chef, you don't have to intervene, let them investigate."

Wen Yan, the commander of Yuanyue was startled.

hang up the phone.

Eyebrows were raised, Xian Zuowei Gate looked back and saw the granddaughter standing in front of the tea room.

Apsara Rina apparently just returned from the school, her uniforms and skirts were not changed. She stood at the door and whispered, "Is it Senior Xia?"

Xian Zuoweimen nodded.

"Erina, this summer vacation, you go to Xia's restaurant for an internship, Alice is also going." He said suddenly.

Erina's face could not see sadness and joy in the shadows.

She lowered her head for a moment and thought, "Can I bring the sand?"

"I think he will accept it."

Zuoqianxian Zuoweimen thought deeply.

at the same time.

Jixingliao Dormitory.

In the late-night kitchen, Xing Ping, who lost to Dad once again, was not shouting as before, but sitting on a chair with chopsticks, his thoughts rang again in the prime time period of the halberd showdown.

Shining ice sculpture peacock with five colors of divine light.

The last sauce puzzle is added to the "Must-Dishes" of the fish sauce collection.

Xingping Chuangzhen can imagine how many people are sleepless tonight and immersed in the carnival of discussion.

"Well, how many times have you lost to me?"

Caibo City Ichiro stood at the table with his arms.

Shaking his head, the father and son were in the kitchen late at night. Some words were buried in my heart for a long time, and at this moment finally blurted out.

"Dad... Am I really talented?"

Xingping Chuangzhen lowered his head slightly, hands clenched into a fist on the table.

Hearing this, Seiichiro smiled.

Knew it.

People of the same age are too dazzling, and they are also high school students, but others lead the way. They can only look up at the foot of the mountain. They can’t even see their backs. Their eyes are blocked by layers of trees. They can’t even find a way forward. Anyone will be there. Stop at the foot of the mountain, confused.

"Creativeness, what do you think is your talent?" Seiichiro asked.

"It's like Miss Tsai's "God's Tongue" and Miss Tamagawa's "Super Hearing". Too many..." Xingping Chuangzheng was really confused.

"What about the talents of your lecturer Xia?"

Startled.

Xingping Chuangzhen couldn't answer because Xia Yu never deliberately revealed his talent.

He just cooks and serves.

talent?

That kind of thing is just a tool for cooking.

The eyes gradually brightened. Xingping Chuang really understood something.

"I hate talking about talent at all times, talent!"

Cheng Yilang put his smile away and put on a rare serious expression, "Too dazzling talents and talents will cover up the hard work and sweat behind a chef! Just when and where you don’t know, they are immersed in practice and sway themselves. Passion for cooking."

"Miss Azumi, Miss Yuchuan, have you seen their efforts?"

"Your lecturer Xia, how can you reverse the victory over Miss Yuchuan? How much do you know about the effort behind him?"

Speaking, Chengichiro stepped forward and patted his son's shoulder.

"So, don't use talents and talents easily to summarize a chef's achievements. That would be a blind eye, and block your own vision. More importantly, when you think that a chef's achievements are derived from talents, it is true. You will have a slack mind in your subconscious mind, and you can't help thinking back and forth, if you have no talent, can you catch up with others..."

Fortunately, Ping Chong opened his mouth, irrefutably.

"In my opinion, my son is the strongest!"

Then, Xingping's father raised his thumbs and winked at the stunned son.

After sitting for a while, Xingping Chuang stood up full of vigor, "Dad, let's compare again, a real duel, this time I will show you the progress of my semester!"

after an hour.

When Xingping Chuangzhen served a dish, Cheng Yilang tasted it with a spoon, and his face suddenly appeared shocked.

Boom!

The spoon dropped on the dinner plate, and Joichiro closely watched his son and asked, "...Is it the prototype of the heart?"

"Hey!"

Take off the white towel on the head, fortunately, Ping Chuang really smiled, "Well received!"

...

Shopping Street.

Overnight.

After returning from Yuanyue, Xia Yu went straight to the store's living room and slept.

Waking up during the day, stretching to watch the alarm clock on the bedside.

what.

Can't help but shake his head and smile, it's more than twelve o'clock noon, so a strange feeling of laziness, Xia Yu hasn't got up so late since his whole body was immersed in the world of cooking, which time is not the time to spend time in the kitchen God space, greedily learn all kinds of cooking knowledge.

Get up, lazily wash, go downstairs to cook a meal for yourself.

Breakfast and lunch are merged.

But when I went to the ingredients warehouse, Xia Yu was dumbfounded, the shelf was empty, there were only a few bags of quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, and there was no piece of meat. If I made pasta, there was no soup. The taste is just to think about it. I am sure that my appetite has been raised. Can't swallow.

There is no need to go to the branch.

The reason is very simple, because Xia's restaurant is closed for at least a month. Xia Yu cleaned the ingredients before leaving for Kamakura, and stayed at Morita's house for the past two days. He was busy eating halberd and did not resume normal business. Where are the ingredients?

"Return to business tomorrow!"

Scratching his head, Xia Yu can only go to Morita's house to rub a meal.

Afterwards, they chatted with Maki at Morita's house, tweeted on the Internet, and returned to their home at more than four in the afternoon.

At home, a car parked outside the door.

Xia Yuxun glanced in and immediately put away the lazy look, with a smile on his lips.

boom.

The car door opened, and the governor of the "Yu Sijia" Yuchuan family, Yuchuan Xin came down first.

"Chef Xia!"

Yuchuan Xin bowed ninety degrees.

Even if Xia Yu is much younger than him, and even less than his two daughters, he dare not be negligent~www.readwn.com~After all, the masters of the food industry have mastered the "must kill" recipe 'S special chef, in this pyramid system of the realm, seems to be above him. Yuchuanxin is only a "super two-star", still a distance away from "super three-star", not to mention the "must-kill" field above Samsung.

"Hello, Mr. Yuchuan."

Xia Yu nodded.

He certainly knows why Yuchuan Xin came.

Another guest in the car was slow to see movement, and Yuchuanxin stood for a while, then his face was embarrassed, and he knocked on the mirror.

then.

A beautiful woman got out of the car.

Compared with before the halberd showdown, the woman's aura was much dimmer, with a light makeup, hard to hide the haggard on her face, and dark circles around her eyes, and her eyes lost the previous arrogance, just like the proud cat put away paw.

The reward of eating halberd is home. (To be continued.)