Rebirth as a Cooking God

"The title is...Chinese dim sum!"

Chiyo Aichi was relieved and his mouth shouted into the microphone.

Chinese dim sum!

Xia Yu was stunned, looking at the problems on the target, except for the "Chinese dim sum" that was just selected, the other nine grids were "Japanese appetizer", "Western soup", "American dessert"...

In short, of the ten questions that can be extracted, only "Chinese dim sum" is limited to the Chinese field.

For the audience, this topic is tailor-made for two geniuses, so when the topic is displayed on the panel, the arena whizzes a whirlwind and the sound resounds over Sapporo.

"A fair question!"

Tang Yuqiong scanned the other questions of the target, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Xia Yu sideways. He saw that he frowned slightly and thoughtfully, he couldn't help but smiled: "Why, we are fair in the Chinese field, you are not very satisfied? Or , You think you are not strong enough and want to win through other partial topics?"

Xia Yu just shook his head.

"Fair... topic?"

He looked strangely at the confident woman.

no way.

That recipe can only be used in advance in the eight-for-four matchup. Moreover, the semi-finals of the semifinals, or the finals of the A division, may not have a suitable topic to display that recipe. So thinking, Xia Yu secretly Tao: "Take this opportunity!"

Looking away at the guest seat, a black middle-aged man paused for a while. Xia Yu's eyes appeared a little cold, licking the corners of his dry lips: "Alright, show it, let you notice the threat, See how you sit high on the Diaoyutai!"

"Your eyes make me hate!"

Tang Yuqiong stared at him dissatisfiedly, "I seem to have lost it!"

"Tell you, the sauce I specially prepared for you happens to be perfect for... snacks!"

"Down's first victory will be won by me!"

After finishing talking, Tang Yuqiong stepped away, and told the staff standing near her cooking counter to ask for ingredients and carry the things she prepared to the stage.

Xia Yu also went to his own counter.

"Chef Xia Yu, please tell me—" A young staff member with glasses and Sven moved to the front with a pen and a book. He had a red vest uniform on the race committee and a nameplate on his chest.

"I'll do it myself."

Taking over the pen and the book, Xia Yu wrote down the materials he needed on a white note paper.

"Eggs, all-purpose flour, baking soda, Kobe beef..."

The young staff took the note from Xia Yu, and quickly scanned the eyes, and then his face showed surprise. Seeing that Xia Yu had no additional instructions, he couldn’t help but remind: "Master Xia Yu, you don’t have your own Fantasy ingredients?"

"Fantasy ingredients?"

Xia Yu shook his head and pointed at the note in his hand: "This is all I want."

The staff looked ghastly and tangled in the underground.

Subsequently, the youth handed the note to the on-site executive director of the sideline competition committee. The director shook his hand when he saw the list of ingredients. He said inconceivably: "He doesn't intend to use fantasy ingredients?"

Can't help but cast his sights on the counter, and it happened that Xia Yu also looked over, and the young special chef on the stage nodded to the executive director.

"Ok!"

The executive director did not say much, turned on the intercom, and repeated the player's ingredients requirements to the warehouse according to the note.

This scene fell in the eyes of the audience, and it triggered a discussion.

Is he asking the race committee for some uncommon food?

Sidelines.

Tang Jingtao frowned at the Tang competition in the Longzhen restaurant: "...Does he have any special preparations? As far as I know, the sauce that Arjun prepared for this battle is very suitable for dim sum."

Tang's elder Tangshan Fusu was also puzzled by Xia Yu's performance on stage.

"Chinese Dim Sum..."

Tangshan has a sparkle in his eyes, saying: "If Yu Qiong comes up with that recipe, no matter how his opponent performs, the winner can only be our Tang!"

On the contrary, on the far side of the team.

Zhu Qing sighed, covering his face: "It's really a blind cat who meets a dead mouse! I thought it was a battle of dragons and tigers, who knows that the title makes the victory and defeat of Libra completely unbalanced... Disappointed!

Disappointed?

Dojima Silver and Caibo City Ichiro were stunned.

Erina also had a weird face and seemed to hold back a smile. No one knows more about Xia Yu in the past half-month than she and Zhu Qing.

Fifteen minutes later.

The two cooking tables arranged diagonally are equipped with materials and kitchenware required or brought by the players.

People stared at Xia Yu's cooking station, one by one.

A bag of flour, a barrel of fat, a small bag of small fans.

Baking soda, Kobe beef...

From flour to grease needed for cooking, no matter what material is used, it is so common.

That's right, ordinary!

"Kobe beef" is the strongest beef under fantasy ingredients, and it can be compared with fantasy beef, such as "meat of pig, pig and bird", and the gap came out at once.

"why!"

"This is the final game of the eight-for-four in Area A. He has no special preparations. Now he only asks for a bunch of ordinary ingredients. Is it going to pass the game?"

"He has lost!"

There was a riot in the auditorium, full of disappointment.

Affected by the riots, Tang Yuqiong on the field also paid attention to Xia Yu's food counter. Xiumei was tangled together, annoyed and faintly, and said in a low voice: "... Are you going to fight with the most common materials?" "

My heart is full of dissatisfaction.

Rumble.

At this time, a fishery vehicle was pushed to the stage by several staff members. Tang Yuqiong withdrew his eyes and smiled: "Very good, my main ingredients are here. You don’t have to fantasize about the ingredients, and you don’t have any special preparations. Let me show mercy... I won the first round of victory for the Tang family!"

The camera moves with the female chef.

When she stood in front of the aquatic vehicle, the sea bream that was still alive in the clear water appeared on the big screen.

"Starry sea bream!"

Ji Xing Liao, a group of friends covering their mouths.

"It's this kind of ingredient... wasn't lecturer Xia used to make snapper sashimi?"

Starry sea bream?

Hearing the frypot on the spot, Xia Yu raised his head and frowned, "What can Chinese snacks do with snapper... well, seafood dumplings? Wait!"

There was a flash in the brain.

Snapper, a spring roll recipe in Xia Yu's memory, has a high degree of agreement.

"No way!"

He secretly took a breath, but Tang Yuqiong came from the Tang family with a long history. To know the glorious generation of the Chinese food industry a hundred years ago, the Tang family also produced a young genius, which is not far from the kitchen gods such as Liu Pengxing and Lan Feihong. ~www.readwn.com~ It is normal for Down's to keep ancient recipes.

"But my recipes are already extreme in the field of Chinese dim sum, returning to the original, reducing complexity to simplicity... I won't lose!"

Thinking of this, a heart immediately sank, and Xia Yu's eyes became more quiet.

"clang--"

After the ingredients are prepared, the two special chefs start their cooking rhythm as the golden gong sounds.

Not much to say.

The kitchen counter was cleaned, took a bag of flour and poured it out, and mixed in the right amount of salt and baking soda powder. The next thing is to use water and noodles. Note that Xia Yu uses cold water and noodles here.

However, flattening the tip of the Flour Hill and pouring it into cold water, Xia Yu did not use strong arms and noodles, but... from the kitchen suitcase carrying the stage, he drew a black stick This stick is about three feet long, which translates to about 1 meter. Xia Yu’s suitcase is long enough, and even the machete-style [greedy wolf knife] can be put in, not to mention this stick.

"Stick pastry!"