Rebirth as a Cooking God

The third round of sea elections also began with a full score.

Oh--

No, for some people, this perfect score already means that this round of sea elections has completely eclipsed and become boring.

Backstage.

Xia Yu came down from the front desk and pulled the lounge door, but was shocked by the figure suddenly flashing in front of him.

"Basic operation?"

"Really basic operation!"

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and an unknown women's gangster occupy his lounge. Tang Yuqiong took the lead, standing akimbo at the door to block people.

With such a question and answer, Tang Yuqiong seemed very dissatisfied, "What do you think of the basic operation?"

She stared.

"Just casually, you can cook dishes that meet your personal cooking skills. Isn't this normal operation, basic operation?" Xia Yu was speechless.

"Hey, I'm not talking about this, but you really think that the work you just took on the stage is based on your cooking skills, ordinary and ordinary cooking?"

"Well……"

Seeing the four pairs of eyes, staring at him for a moment, Xia Yu could only think hard, and finally put a hand together, "Actually, I really think that the medicated sea bass soup is a layer lower than the basic operation, because Inspiration comes from a person, a weird formula, oh, you know that person, yes..."

thump!

Before the words were finished, there was news of the fall behind the promenade.

Fan Mengrou, the famous female chef of Yunmengze who was also hurried from the private room of the private room, covered her bumpy forehead and leaned the wall upside down. Apparently she heard Xia Yu's words and was shocked.

Wasn’t that the person, the formula, just her?

"No wonder!"

"It turns out not to be a coincidence!"

Fan Jiaorou's dizzy head was filled with surprises.

"Look, the Lord is here--"

Xia Yu chuckled and ignored the fourth show, then turned to greet Fan Jiaorou.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and others looked at each other.

...

The first sea election is not over yet, but many guests left.

Mrs. Tang and Mr. Tang Tianxing, the head of the Tang family, have left the Longmen Pavilion and walked between the pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard.

"Mother, what do you think?"

Tang Tianxing asked the old lady to stop in front of a pond.

Mrs. Tang pointed at the koi in the pool. At this moment, a red carp all over his body jumped out of the water with a violent and unstoppable momentum.

"Yuelongmen!"

After hearing this, Tang Tianxing looked shocked.

He naturally understands what the old lady said, "But, rumors, isn't it rumored that he hasn't broken through the Lin level before?"

"You are also Lin Chu, Tian Xing, with your cooking skills, if you have a head-on collision with him, how much do you think you have a certain chance of winning?"

Hearing inquiries, Tang Tianxing was even more stunned.

Yes.

The owner of the Tang family, fighting cooking with a younger junior, normally has an infinitely high winning rate? But at this time, Tang Tianxing's lips twitched, and he couldn't spit out any words that carried his confidence.

Mrs. Tang will definitely look at the koi that fell back to the pool.

"Skywalking!"

For a moment, she spoke again: "Let Yu Qiong ask him if he wants to move to Tangjia Alley and Tang's Mansion. We can provide the best professional kitchen in China, with all the ingredients, including some popular fantasy ingredients, let him take it use."

Tang Tianxing understood, this is the olive branch from the highest point of Tang's!

"Mother..." Tang Tianxing was somewhat hesitant, "Ye Feizhou's junior is the second. The key is that there is the Baiyu Tower behind him, and that one. Xia's has Xia Qing and this descendant. Although the trend has recently become popular, but the momentum Whether it can be sustained or not is still unknown. We're going to make trouble now, isn't it too early?"

Mrs. Tang shook her head straight, with a gleam of wisdom in her eyes, "Now don't fall off, wait until the flood of water in the Chinese world is chaotic, and fall off again, it's really late!"

"Don't hesitate, this carp will soon be able to jump the Dragon Gate, and when the Jiaolong is out of the abyss, my Tang can also take the wind!"

Tang Tianxing nodded, "May I listen to my mother's arrangement!"

...

After the race, a car drove towards the suburban estate.

Kong Chun was busy. He returned to the imperial capital from Shang Hai two days ago. Wei An, the second Dragon Sovereign in Baiyulou, had been staying in the manor. He sought Ye Feizhou every morning and evening and took the initiative to answer his questions. Xiaozao It's booming, but I don't know how it works.

"Qinglian?"

Unexpectedly, the deputy chief executive of the current meeting hunted. When Haixuan was playing hot, he drove to the suburbs to meet himself. Wei An was very surprised when he opened the door to Wei Qinglian. "Why are you here?"

Wei Qinglian's eyes cast on the large living room, which just caught Ye Feizhou closing his door and entering the quiet room.

Look at the lobby TV again, the black screen.

really.

Busy instilling knowledge of cooking skills in Ye Feizhou, Wei An seemed to have completely forgotten the first heavy battle of today, until Wei Qinglian lowered her eyes slightly and tried to tell in a calm tone: "It is another 300 points."

"Ok?"

Wei An's pupil shrank, and he finally remembered that the third round of the sea election was going to be held today, and all the games ended on the same day.

His complexion changed for a while, which was quite wonderful.

"Come with me--" Wei An glanced back at the door of the closed quiet room, just as he secretly talked to Kong Chun last time, whispered to Wei Qinglian, and then covered the door of the villa. Courtyard corner.

What Wei An could not expect was that the figures of him and Wei Qinglian just disappeared at the glass door of the porch, and the door of the quiet room snapped open. In a gap, Ye Feizhou wore loose plain clothes, and the face in the gap was a bit open. Suspicious, holding the right hand of the recipe book, I don't know when it was tightly held, and my fingers and palms were red.

The content of the conversation between Wei An and Wei Qinglian is easy to guess. It is nothing more than about 300 points.

However, Wei An was surprised to hear Wei Qinglian talk about Xia Yu's dishes.

"Spice formula in two?"

"Self attack?"

Wei Qinglian said expressionlessly: "Yes, in a dish, he realized the split combination of the spice formula. The part with "salted black bean sauce" as the core constitutes the spear, and the part of the medicinal diet with "light tempeh" as the core is Shield. As long as you can understand these two core hubs, other materials are no longer relevant."

Just by oral expression, Wei An seemed to see a sharp spear, constantly facing a sturdy shield, babble, babble, dynamic picture.

Even Wei An, a well-informed old man known for his knowledge and knowledge, was surprised. Obviously, this time Xia Yu's demon cooking was really out of the ordinary, and he could harvest a lot of broken eyes.

It should be known that, according to common sense, the spice formula is a structural picture of "mountain", "hive", and "nine-layer mountain" in the eyes of tasters.

however.

Like the music, there are two chapters in the body structure, and the musical formulas of the musical symbols are still fighting each other. Isn't it incredible?

...

"not enough!"

On the way home by car, Xia Yu faced Zhu Qing's inquiries and shook his head. "It's basic operation, a recipe that can pass my culinary skills."

In the car, not only Zhu Qing stared at him, but Zhao Tong and Zhao Qi also puzzled.

"If every time you are only pursuing qualifications, not exceeding, or to say, exceeding the current standard of cooking skills, how can I improve? Do you want to be a dragon?"

The answer was very plain, saying, Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, reached into his pocket, and grabbed a brand-new spice recipe paper~www.readwn.com~ spread it on his lap.

Still the names of the 8 kinds of spices that are memorable:

Tempeh, garlic, light white, perilla, gardenia, mint, burdock, almond.

In his head, is the picture of Yun Menze, a famous female chef, bowing to Ji Ji in the backstage of the Longmen Pavilion.

Seeing Xia Yu quickly and quietly, the three in the car couldn't help but stunned.

"This guy doesn't look like a school bully who just got 300 points out of the exam room!"

Zhao Qi vomited viciously.

"Can you give us a way to feed salted fish?"

At the same time, there was a voice in Zhao Qixin's heart.

Such a "Young Devil" who is always pursuing progress, will he be defeated and killed by the brave?

There is no failure in his dictionary!