Rebirth as a Cooking God

The day after the first phase of the Sapporo tournament ends.

In the early morning, it was just dawn and there were no pedestrians on the street. The Xia's shop was closed for a while, but it opened early.

After two upgrades, the store was ventilated last night. Xia Yu didn't need to worry about hygiene. After getting up early for punching exercises, he found a feather duster to dust around, and wiped the tables, chairs and bar with a towel.

When Zhenxi and Erina got up and gathered in the shop, Xia Yu entertained them with a rich breakfast.

The quietness in the morning did not last long.

At about eight o'clock, the door of the half-covered store was knocked.

A head peeped in, his eyes gleaming:

"Please, is it normal business?"

The weather in Tokyo in November is neither cold nor hot, but thin sweaters and long sleeves are a must. This female guest who arrived here in the morning is dressed up in a shirt and knitted sweater. Below are fashionable short skirts and tights , Grace is not diminished.

"what--"

The voice was a bit familiar, and he was chatting with Tian Tianhui and Erina, and turned back to find that it was an old guest, Ren Xue, who came by herself and did not see her boyfriend.

"Sister Xue, come in."

Xia Yu heard the sound and plucked her head from the open kitchen.

Ren Xue was flattered and walked down to the bar to sit down. This time Xia Yu was cleaning the tableware. Tamagawa Misa was on the sidelines. As for Yukawa Ayaka, she returned to the main house of Tamagawa early. Of course, Xia Yu agreed to her trip.

"First, a cup of hot tea."

Specially used the clear spring water in the water tank to make a cup of warm green tea for the old guests.

Holding a tea cup in hand, sniffing the fragrant tea, Ren Xue lowered his head and sipped a small sip, could not help raising his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, sniffing his nose: "The taste of nostalgia, the tea is ordinary, but the water for making tea is not ordinary , After drinking your tea, I went to other restaurants or made tea by myself.

She stared at the teenage chef in the kitchen.

"Boss Xia, can I order food..."

The voice fell, and the shop knocked again.

This time it wasn't one or two, but a large group of people. Ren Xue looked back. The store didn't know when it was dark, and the guests spontaneously queued up a long queue, and the team was quiet.

The Xia's store is usually open after the evening. This rule is naturally clear, but in the team, there are not only regular customers, but also many new customers who come here. There are many blonde foreigners, and there are many who look like cameras and shooting equipment. The media reporters, mixed in the team, had to suppress their faces despite their anxiety.

"so many people!"

Ren Xue stunned and secretly rejoiced that he had caught up early.

In fact, interested people read the news of last night and knew the report of the team of Yuanyue returned to Tokyo, and the most dazzling celebrity chef in the team can go except to return to their own restaurant.

"How to do?"

Maki, Erina, Tian Suohui, and Tamagawa Misa stand in a row spontaneously, waiting for Xia Yu's instructions.

Zhu Qing yawned and saw the grand occasion in front of the store. He couldn't help but dumbfounded: "Isn't it eight o'clock yet? Let them go away, otherwise it must be the rhythm from early to late busy."

That's right.

The number of people in the team is still increasing. If you look down, you will find that the flow of people gradually gathers from the tram station to the shopping street.

"Our Xia's store is only open for business in the evening..."

Xia Yu had come out of the kitchen and said to his chin, glanced at his regular customer Ren Xue eagerly. Last night, he calmed down and he was in a good mood. Moreover, if he can come here at this time, a group of true love fans can’t stop here. The fans' hearts are not cold, are they?

"Entertain!"

He decided to say, "But breakfast is limited! And only the first 500 people, a cup of hot tea and a snack!"

"Well, if it's the price, let's go for a layman, 2000 yen per person..."

"Oh!"

Ren Xue shouted excitedly: "Long live Xia boss!"

She pushed the empty tea cup and said with a cheek: "That, isn't that cup of tea just now? Give me another cup, I will pay!"

With that said, he took out two thousand-dollar denominations and patted them on the bar.

"500 breakfasts?!"

Zhu Qing splashed cold water and said: "This amount is not much, what are you going to do? It must not be complicated, but if it is too ordinary, it will only smash the gold signboard you hit yourself."

"You are the chef who attracts the most fans after the first stage of the Sapporo event! My Chef Xia!"

She was gloating.

"There are a lot of reporters in the team, there are so many people, you must not be caught by their braids--"

Xia Yu was very speechless.

This little aunt's heart is good, but her mouth is poisonous.

"rest assured--"

A big wave, "I ordered the ingredients, you help."

There is also a lot of flour stock in the shop. Not to mention our shop, the underground food warehouse on the side of the branch also has high-quality beef that needs to be used. First, mobilize the several female chefs present to move the flour and the frozen beef to thaw.

And Xia Yu himself, greeted her aunt Zhu Qing and went into the kitchen together.

Put two frying pans on two cooktops and pour into the fat used for frying in small shops. No special preparation is needed.

The remaining two stoves are put on the Chinese wok.

Xia's restaurant has been busy for a long time~www.readwn.com~ outside.

About a quarter of an hour later, a fully loaded small bus stopped by the street.

A reporter, who happened to be coming down from the car and was about to rush to the queue, but unexpectedly hit the tall man coming down from the small bus. Ouch, he yelled and rolled over.

Hugging the SLR camera tightly and seeing that the lens was not flowered or damaged, the reporter breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head to the indifferent eyes of the tall man, and shook his face to show his fear.

The tall man lost interest in the reporter and turned to look at the Xia's restaurant surrounded by crowds. He smiled and said: "It seems that it is not easy to meet him today and say hello."

"Who said no."

Five or six strange men and women descended on the bus.

These people have clothes that are very different from the style of the Tokyo metropolis. They have a bearded bald head, a flower monk wearing a circle of large beads on the neck, and a gentleman who wears a scribe gown and even wears a scarf. An apricot chiffon skirt with a thin cardigan on the upper body, a graceful woman with an oiled paper umbrella in her hands.

The leading man turned around. He was wearing a black crane. The reporter just caught a glimpse of the unicorn pattern embroidered on the back of his coat. His pupils shrank: "They are..."

Except for the men headed, the rest have changed their regular clothes and are difficult to recognize.

"Not wrong!"

The reporter was excited and hid a little further, holding up the SLR and making a snap shot. At the same time, the reporter was already secretly thinking about some of the most powerful news headlines. This headline doesn't need to be tempered.

"Bamianlou contest team strongly kicked the hall?"

"Kick the pavilion? It seems not enough!"

"Eating halberd! The young chef Xia Yu faced the challenge of eating halberd on the first day after the game!... This seems to be possible..." It attracted many readers, so the traffic would not come.