Rebirth as a Cooking God

After the end of the Sapporo tournament, it was dangling and blinked at the end of the month, just a few days before Christmas 25th every year.

Xia's Farm has one-color management, and in the shopping street, in order to greet Christmas, many restaurant managers are not only thinking about Christmas dog abuse packages, preparing special gift packages for couples, but also busy greeting people, decorating the inside and outside of the restaurant, or It was a Christmas tree, or a pair of soaring golden deer in the glass window.

Or, the restaurant plays that well-known Christmas day song.

On the morning of the 22nd, Xia Yu and another officer under his hands, Ruishan Zhijin, inspected the shopping street.

"Christmas Day Food Festival, a total of three days, starting from the day before Christmas Eve and ending on the 26th, I discussed with the shopkeepers. On the Christmas Eve on the 24th, each store will come up with exclusive Christmas food for the scene, big rewards , To make the atmosphere of the shopping street stronger and attract more customers, to maintain our popularity and popularity..."

Ruishan spoke while walking.

Before, the shopkeepers had plans for a food festival. Now they come to the annual Christmas. This western festival is a rare big promotion gold-absorbing day in the neon locality, so the festival is naturally placed during this time.

The two unknowingly realized the "Fog House Branch" of Qianri Xiangzi. Xia Yu was about to speak. Ding Ding. The golden bells hanging from the glass door of Wuwu Restaurant rang and rang. The manager and head chef Gan Rixiangzi smiled. come.

"Ah, President Xia is really free today!" She greeted, with a little childish naughty, holding a bag of "persimmon" snacks in her hand.

The chairman's name made Xia Yu's mouth twitch, "Cough, it's good to be a chef!"

Ganri Xiangzi is indeed a busy man. He just escaped from the store, and there are complaints from employees over there, "Dry Chef, Dry Chef, please look at the layout of the kitchen..."

There was a trace of embarrassment on her face, "You wait!"

Go back to the shop and trot out again, and hand over a delicate gift box that seems to have just been made to Xia Yu. Then he waved his hand back, "A little Christmas snack is a kind of food prepared by our mist house for the food festival. ."

Said, and suddenly paused, looking back was a face full of evil interest.

"Oh, I have forgotten that Chef Xia is so popular with girls. Christmas snacks such as chocolates are sure to fill up the house on Christmas Eve? If you are troubled, you can find me and I will help you eat !"

Watching Ganri Xiangzi enter the shop, Xia Yu was inexplicably sweating on his forehead.

Gee!

There is a feeling in my heart, Christmas and chocolate are more suitable, it seems that it is so...

The wind is so tight, should he go to hide first?

"cough!"

Beside, Ruishan Zhijin also coughed and reminded, pushing the spectacle frame, and the eyes under the reflective lens, there was a trace of envy that was hard to detect.

"Let's continue the topic just now..."

Xia Yu brought the topic back in time.

After some inspections, Xia Yu felt the atmosphere of Christmas Day in advance, and when he returned to the store, he also carried a box of gift candy.

"Well, lecturer, is the one color responsible for the "Seven-Color Snow Maiden" advertising?" Before leaving, Ruishan asked suddenly, his expression dignified.

"Yeah, did you hear that too?" Xia Yu, who was unpacking the Japanese gift box, looked up.

"Well, there was too much movement, and there was a lot of noise outside..."

Ruishan hesitated and had something to say, but seemed to be afraid of his doubts about the work of Isshi, which would give the lecturer the bad villain impression behind him.

"Say!" Xia Yu frowned.

"In fact, this is probably the case, you first understand..."

Ruishan told Xia Yu about the propaganda reaction to Xia's Farm outside these two days.

...

Although Lei Zhe retreated, he withdrew from Dongying in accordance with the Treaty of Eating Halberds, but this does not mean that the power of the "food party" disappeared in Dongying.

Headquarters of "US Food Review".

The editor-in-chief, Shiraishi Kuroishi, is whispering and having a conversation with a big brother overseas.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Wiping the forehead with cold sweat, Shiraishi Kenichiro said: "According to the existing publicity, the Xia's Farm has indeed made a product worth investing in the publicity, you see..."

"Humph!" A cold hum on the other end made the infamous, Xiaoqiang like a black pen that shot undead in the food industry of Dongying, trembling and terrifying.

There will be eight giants in food, namely eight hills, divided into academic, research and feeding schools.

These factions correspond to the departments of the IGO organization. One of the hills, known as the "genre", masters the propaganda and intelligence resources of the gourmet society. It is the most powerful force in the mouth of the leader of the gourmet society.

To put it simply, the hostility and voice of the giant who talked to Shiraishi Kenichiro now largely represent the will of the whole food society.

What Xia Yu who defeated Lei Zhe personally did not know is how a great earthquake has happened inside the gourmet meeting in just a few days.

However, from the hostility of this giant, it is not difficult to see that Xia Yufan's slap in the past may have made the food go up and down.

Gourmet club headquarters.

A very thin man with a short stature and a height of only one meter to five, put down his landline phone, jumped from a high chair, fluttered to the ground, and then stepped in front of Lei Zhe.

"waste!"

"Phantom" Bath, one of the Lin giants, slammed Lei Zhe sitting there, scorned and scolded, "Although the leader has dealt with you, only the face and the foot are forbidden, let yourself wash the shame. But you are defeated by this Things, let us also follow the dull face, sweeping the ground with dignity, don't think that eating halberd in private will not affect it!"

Lei Zhe sullen his face.

"And, waiting for you to wash the shame yourself, I don't know when. The leader forbids us to start the halberd fight against that kid again, but this does not mean that we can do nothing!"

Bas laughed, with a smug expression on his face: "Mastering the media and public opinion, he has mastered another invisible power to kill people!"

Ah!

Invisible to kill?

Lei Zhe gave a sip to his colleague's smug face, don't think of that hairy kid too simple!

Shaking his head and getting up ~www.readwn.com~ Seeing these colleagues who are giants, without clarifying the situation, they hurriedly launched another kind of war. Lei Zhe was quite pessimistic in his heart-afraid of pig teammates!

"Bath, you are likely to lose, there is not America." Lei Zhe dropped the next sentence and left.

The perspective returns to Tokyo.

In this shop, Xia Yu frowned, browsing an article on his mobile phone.

It’s called "A famous chef rushed to get gold after becoming famous. Are you afraid of eating ugly?" "Article, once became the top popular tweets, the article author is precisely the black pen who once disgusted him, Shiraishi Kenichiro.

Reading the passage in the article:

"...The chef meets the luminous stage and is sought after after becoming famous and admired by others. It is understandable because these are the respects they have won by cooking. But in recent years, the food industry has a reputation for growing upset and evil spirits and becoming famous overnight. The chef is not settling down to continue to hone his cooking skills, but is anxious to cooperate with a certain food company to become a food consultant, or simply pay a huge advertising fee to endorse the junk food to harm the people and step on the dignity of the chef for money. Step on it and destroy this sacred profession!"