Rebirth as a Cooking God

"Sishen Seafood Babao Zhenhun Bun!"

Binocular locks the new recipe in the backpack that was just synthesized from three pieces, and Xia Yu is excited.

This is a golden recipe that is even stronger than "Golden Open Smile".

Suppose you want to choose the strongest recipe, representing the field of Chinese noodles, then the recipe of "Four Divine Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun" is a well-deserved leader, inherited from the period of the Three Kingdoms, and condenses the soul of Bai Luo's noodles !

Nowadays, holding the "Golden Opening Laugh" recipe in one hand and the "Four Divine Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun" recipe in one hand, Xia Yu feels that when he ponders the two recipes thoroughly, it means that he is walking in the traditional pastry field At the end, try to open up a path that no one has ever traveled before.

Of course, these are afterwords. How easy it is to find out the golden recipes. At least Xia Yu encountered a lot of nails when studying "Golden Open Smile", not to mention the more complicated and more mysterious buns.

"Ding, the recipe has been learned!"

The system pops up a prompt, and Xia Yu closes his eyes to sort out the extra information in his head.

After half an hour.

Zhu Qing drove to Sapporo Chitose Airport and received a total of four people who had just arrived in Sapporo, including Tiansuohui, Morita Maki, and Tamagawa Sisters. Fortunately, this business van was spacious enough that the crowd did not appear crowded.

In the back seat of the car, Xia Yu sorted out the recipe information and even practiced in the kitchen space. After she exited, she suddenly found that the side fragrance was lingering.

Look at the left, look at the right, crying and laughing.

He hadn't moved, and was logically caught in the middle, the proper baby position.

On both sides are the sisters Tamagawa Misa and Tamagawa Ayaka.

Tian Suohui, Morita Masaki, and Akira Erina are in the back row and are whispering something. The vaguely transmitted words seem to be related to "field study." It is estimated that Erina asked the two of them about the study.

"Is it the first time in Sapporo?"

Suddenly inquiring, Yuchuan Meisha was not scared. She was staring at the city street view outside the car window. She heard the sound and looked back, looking forward with surprise, and shouted: "You are finally awake, Mr. Xia. !"

When the words came out, there was a trace of teasing. After the girl was left in the Xia's restaurant by him, he called his Xia manager every day.

At this moment, the whole car looked.

Tamagawa Ayaka was originally closed her eyes and nourished her eyes and opened her eyes.

"I said why did you suddenly want to come to Sapporo?"

Xia Yu was helpless in his words. Not long ago, he was terrified when he received the call. This group of people engaged in assault and there was no news beforehand.

"Come and cheer for you!"

Yuchuan Meisha took it for granted: "There must be a halberd support team at the scene!"

Morita said in the back row with a smile: "Sister Meisha is right. We are not here to travel or come to see the game. We just want to cheer for you. We all decided the name of the support team. Support Team', hey, this is a support item..."

With that said, the green plum bamboo horse took out a printed Citi from the bulging backpack.

She spread out the colorful flags, and the words “Responsible Team” really appeared on it, and she was able to hunt and flutter only by the flagpole, ensuring eye-catching.

Xia Yu's face was black.

"Come on, come on, what to do!"

"That's not okay, you must be imposing!" Morita took out a white forehead again, gathered up her long black straight hair, and put the bandage on the forehead. The white and smooth forehead revealed two "winners". The word is impressive.

"Come on, Xiaohui, call me the slogan--"

Morita Shinki waved her powder fist, and her voice sounded in the van.

Tian Suohui shyly bowed his head, not talking.

In a happy atmosphere, the car returned to the Okurayama Villa.

Everyone got off the car, Xia Yu took the initiative to help with luggage, the villa was large enough, everyone could be assigned to a comfortable single room. Put two suitcases stuffed with aids outside the door of Zhenxi's bedroom. Xia Yu saw the plum blossoms and horses making the bed, and pressed her chin to look at her back. Just look fat?"

"fat?"

The girl who made the bed stiffened, raised her tone by a few decibels, and hurriedly straightened up, "Where is it fat? Is there any!"

She was shy and angry.

Xia Yu couldn't help laughing when she saw that the girl was so nervous.

"It should be a matter of clothes."

He looked at himself, a thin long-sleeved shirt, you know, it is almost November, Sapporo has a tendency to turn to winter, the temperature of the sun during the day is only about 10 degrees, and the temperature is even worse at night, falling below zero It's not strange.

Wearing only shirts and slacks, without any warm bottoming, Xia Yu doesn’t feel cold, but the girl is different, although wearing a short skirt, the legs are covered with black cotton tights, there should be three inside and outside the upper body Layers, coats, sweaters and bottoms.

With such a look, Xia Yu covered her face and said: "Ma'am, I think you are dressed up, and you know that Hokkaido is coming to snow season!"

"It's almost November, did you find out?"

Morita froze for a while before stepping forward, touching his clothes, tilting his head and staring at his eyes, "Aren't you cold?"

"not cold."

"Really?" There was a trace of suspicion in the girl's eyes.

"Nonsense, do you think I am a child, don't you know how to add clothes!"

Xia Yu was speechless.

He is really not cold.

Even before he awakened the food cell, he could still move freely in the Daxue Mountains by virtue of practicing martial arts. The weather in the mountains was extremely cold ten and a half months ago, and he still found the Izumo Shrine.

"Well……"

Xia Yu always felt that there were some changes in the girl's body that he could not see.

Seems to be more confident and cheerful?

Thinking of the voice of the sweet and sturdy horses in the car before, Xia Yu secretly thought, it was indeed the autumn selection that won the first prize, so that she really transformed into a confident and beautiful white swan.

Fang Zhenxi cleaned the room, Xia Yu carrying her hands, Shi Shiran came to the kitchen.

When I arrived at the kitchen, the maid of the villa was outside the door and handed him a list of forms: "Master Xia Yu, this is the ingredients you just told me to get. The list is here. Please check it here!"

"Thank you, go ahead."

Seeing the maid away, Xia Yu turned and locked the kitchen door.

The sealed food boxes are piled up next to the door. The ingredients are very mixed, including vegetables and meat.

The recipe for "Four Divine Seafood Eight Treasure Soup Buns" has just been studied, and I haven't figured out the idea yet. Xia Yu is not in a hurry to practise his hands and experience. He found a chair to sit down and think for a long time.

The duel between Lyon and Dojima silver made him feel quite touched. Moreover, an important halberd is about to come, he needs to understand his thoughts.

Food bully and food right, which one is better?

Who is weak and who is strong?

Judging these two routes by using good and bad, strong and weak alone is very one-sided.

In Xia Yu's view, Leon's self-confidence comes from the ingredients, and the loss is also lost in the ingredients. He was too reluctant to control the flesh of puffer whale. So, how do low-completion taboo dishes compete with Dojima silver's royal dishes?

From the duel between the two, Xia Yu is inevitable and thinks of himself and the ghost father Yaqi cut thistle's upcoming halberd.

He is not Dojima Silver.

The ghost father is not a leone who controls the taboo.

Facing the ghost father, Xia Yu has two ways to choose from—

First, follow the example of Dojima Silver, and further improve the "must-kill" dishes he masters, ingeniously give the chef a mark of his heart, and make himself invincible. This is the proper road route.

The second way is to use taboo dishes to face up with thistle and cut thistles.

The warning words of Maas emerged faintly~www.readwn.com~Cut thistles took a key step for the dark chef to reach the Lin level..."

Xia Yu secretly said: "It seems that he has mastered a taboo level of resonance ingredients."

Pressure emerged spontaneously.

Forbidden dishes, even if you don’t lose to the shredded thistle on the ingredients, Xia Yu asks himself, how much is his winning percentage, more than half?

Eating halberd is not a child's play.

Regardless of the first and second way, the predictable win rate is very low. Xia Yu couldn't sit for a long time, and couldn't come up with the third challenge plan for a long time. He sighed and rested his headrest, staring at the ceiling, rubbing his stiff face with his hands, and said to himself:

"Is food justice and food tyrants so distinct?"

"You have to find a way to increase your winning percentage...if you don't have 50% of your grasp, what do you want to compete with? Cut thistle? At least you must be undefeated... No, at least 60% of your winning percentage!"