Rebirth as a Cooking God

"The lottery starts."

"You get "Four God Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun" (recipe, fragment)."

Uh.

Send Indira to go out, Xia Yu let the friends taste the curry, and submit the task to the system.

Unexpectedly, actually this recipe!

His heart beat slightly.

Open the backpack and lie quietly with the golden shatters.

"Extract data!"

""Four Divine Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun": The sacred recipe inherited by the Bai Luo family from the Three Kingdoms to the present day, it needs to be cooked with the cooking technique "Bai Luo Snake Conversion" and the material "Millennium Old Noodle"."

"Fragment collection: 1/3."

"Note: The system of collecting fragments will automatically synthesize complete recipes."

I go!

On a hot forehead, Xia Yu just realized, "Mommies, I forgot to give the fragments!"

"2 fragments left!"

Xia Yu's palms overflowed with sweat, showing how much he craved "Four God Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun".

Different from "Rainbow Wine" and "Rainbow Pudding".

"Four God Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun", in Xia Yu's mind, properly belongs to the most grand ceremony of the Chinese system. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a masterpiece in the field of pastry.

Simply put, the recipe fits perfectly with his field of expertise.

If he got his hands to study, Xia Yu shuddered in his heart, as if he saw the shining pastry king throne and was calling out to him.

Rebirth of Chinese Pastry King!

However, this pastry king is not surnamed Luo, his surname is Xia!

Slightly obsessed with his heart, Xia Yu quickly recovered.

The recipe is still early, and the ingredients needed for the recipe-[Millennium Noodles], is enough for him to have a headache.

Sending a group of far-month interns to work, Xia Yu left Yuchuan sisters and locked the kitchen door.

Tamagawa Ayaka just sent away Aoki Aoki and Xiamoto Xiashu to visit him.

No, he was locked when he came to the kitchen.

When Xia Yu turned around, she met her puzzled eyes.

Tamagawa Misa stayed aside, apparently afraid of her sister.

"Snapped!"

Slap on her shoulder, Xia Yu said helplessly: "Sister Meisha, don't you have anything to say?"

Yuchuan Ayaka simply embraced her arms.

"We all have [super auditory]..."

Unexpectedly, for a while, the quietness of the kitchen was broken by Tamagawa Ayaka. She cast her gaze on Tamagawa Misa. "Actually, I always knew about your existence. My father mentioned you to me."

Wow--

After hearing this, Yuchuan Misa raised her head in amazement.

"He is an excellent housekeeper, but not an excellent father."

Mentioning his father, Yukawa letter, Yuchuan Ayaka's tone is very indifferent.

Think about it, too.

Yuchuan Ayaka was sent to Shilin Temple when she was very young. It is estimated that her feelings for Shimen are deeper than those for her family.

Xia Yu is an outsider, watching by the side, inconvenient to disturb.

He can only do this step.

"Then you..." Yuchuan Misha pursed her lips and looked at Yuchuan Ayaka, her eyes full of longing.

Seeing this, Xia Yu sighed secretly.

The girl who grew up in the Yuchuan Dean, dealing with those monsters all day long, had always been looking forward to her own perfect family.

Yuchuan Ayaka's body trembled.

She turned her back, not daring to meet the true eyes of Yuchuan Misa.

"You shouldn't go back to Yuchuan's house!"

"Erase this surname!"

The tone suddenly became tough, Ayaka Tamagawa said: "If your father looks for you recently, or someone with another Yuchuan surname looks for you, don't promise them anything, you are you, and live in the rhythm you used to be...million, thousand Don’t set foot in the main house of Yuchuan!"

Xia Yu's complexion became strange.

Tamagawa Ayaka's remarks overthrew his impression of him in the past.

It seems that this sister is not so incompetent.

Tamagawa Misaka's double pupils also widened in surprise.

She is not a fool, and nowhere can I hear Tamagawa Ayaka's hint.

The family, or the surname Yuchuan, for them who have [super-auditory], is the imprisonment of the origin.

Yuchuan Ayaka said no more, and walked toward the kitchen door, untwisting the anti-locking buckle, but before opening the door, she paused slightly and accidentally left a sentence:

"Remember what I said! You are you!"

The tall woman was gone.

The setting sun cast a dazzling light into the room.

Tick.

On the illuminated ground, a drop of tears glowed with light, and the ground quickly became wet.

Xia Yu turned and looked at Yuchuan Meisha covering her mouth, and did not rush to comfort.

This is not sad tears. Tamagawa Misa is optimistic and strong, and does not need his comfort.

Soon, Tamagawa Misa wiped away the tears on her white cheeks and looked up at him.

"Okay, listen to your sister, Yuchuan's family doesn't have to go back." Xia Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets, "I'll take you back to Kamakura tomorrow. That's where you are familiar."

Unexpectedly, Yuchuan Meisha shook her head.

"Uh? Do you still want to go back to the main house of Yuchuan?"

"No, not!"

"Oh, would you like to stay in Tokyo for a while longer?" Xia Yu asked tentatively.

Tamagawa Misa nodded gently.

"I think... talk more to her."

The palm was tightly pressed against my heart, and Yukawa Misa's vision was stronger, and her cheeks were flushed.

She burst into tears again and smiled, saying, "I can't watch you bullying my sister!"

"Am I bullying her?"

Xia Yu suddenly wanted to be crooked.

...

The affairs of the sisters Yuchuan came to an end temporarily.

In the next ten days or so, Xia Yu spent leisurely and occasionally went to visit his own plantation. Sometimes he encountered Morita Maki, Hojo Miyoko, and Xinhu Feishan who were troubled by the curry dishes, and they gave them a pointer. .

of course.

Also just pointing.

He intervenes at most to this level without specifying what dishes the students cook.

Even the closest to him, Morita Maki, Xia Yu has no secret biography.

It was the end of the month.

August 25.

Only a piece of crotch cloth was worn all over the body, and the color of the fruit was almost streaking, and he held the farm tool and walked out from the outside.

His forehead was full of sweat, but because of the hard work in the morning, the whole person looked energetic.

Walked through Room 303.

The subtle movements in the room attracted Yi Shihui's attention.

In fact, except for Mrs. Wenxu, the aunt of the dormitory, the entire dormitory building is only one color Huihe Xingping.

"Damn……?"

The hand tried to twist the door handle, but the door opened when it twisted.

Yi Sehui was half-naked and leaned in half a body, and saw that Kopita was sitting on the wooden floor, surrounded by dishes, and in the other tray was the cold half-pot curry.

The scent of spices is filled in the air.

Hearing the opening of the door, Xingping Chuangzhen turned his head mechanically and said listlessly: "Ah, all students, good morning!"

His dark circles are heavy.

"Xing Pingjun, are you staying up again? It's really hard work!"

After a while, Yishui Hui came to the small bowl for a refreshing breakfast. He watched the gorge of Xing Ping, who was full of feelings. "Practice works are all piled up like a mountain. After a few days, on the 30th, it will be far away. Time, now, Xing Pingjun, are you ready for the "autumn selection"? "

"There are eyebrows!"

Xingping Chuangzhen put down the noodle bowl, and he breathed a sigh of relief, thanking Yishihui, "Senior senior, thank you for your breakfast. In the next few days, I will work harder! I have vaguely grasped the surrender "Indira Moon The way to "orange"! "

Indira Moonberry...?

Hui Shi was stunned for a moment, and said carefully: "Xing Pingjun, who is good at using fantasy ingredients under the super grade, it is easy to encounter all kinds of difficult problems. Are you sure you want to use the curry frame of lecturer Xia?"

"I have turned the lecturer Xia's recipe into my own!"

Fortunately, Pingzheng's mouth is wide open and the arc is arcing~www.readwn.com~confident!

"Interesting! Very interesting, Xingping Jun!"

Yi Sehui walked to the door. Before going out, he looked back. He didn't expect that Xingping Chuangzhen was lying on the floor and slept.

Close the door softly.

Standing in the hallway, Yi Sehui looked up at the ceiling, his eyes showing infinite expectation.

The trial of the Jade Generation is really interesting!

What kind of sparks will these jade stones hit?

In the mind of one color, the figure of the members of Polestar Liaozhong emerged first.

"Xingping..."

"And Morita!"

"This time the glory of Jixingliao will depend on you to defend!"