Rebirth as a Cooking God

Lan Chuhan and Lan Fengxian are gone, and Zhu Qing is nowhere to be seen. The lively kitchen is silent.

Xia Qing, the old man, probably went to the patio to take off his jacket and took a cold shower.

Back in the kitchen, the old man was covered with water.

As it happens, Xia Yu is breaking away from the madness of holding a knife, sometimes sober and sometimes distracted.

"call--"

"The cooking skill of "God's Hand" is no wonder that it is called a god, so it can be used to explode! "

Isn't it?

On the one hand, it is to comprehensively improve the control of the limbs. In other words, it is to enhance the details of micro-operations.

The importance of strength skills in swordsmanship is self-evident.

On the other hand, it is a direct projection!

This is even simpler. It is called ingredients massage. In a more popular way, it is to give the ingredients a VIP VIP health care, so that the ingredients are as happy as possible before being cooked.

Here, not only Xia Yu, Ren in the past who worshipped ingredients with spiritual charms, Yuchuan Misa, who established communication with ingredients through super-aurals, and the old man who used the "Knife of Goodness" today, all regard ingredients as possessed. Treat the soul's life.

In order to make the ingredients reach the best state before the pot, the vision and pattern at this time determine the method.

"My sword skill, is it a breakthrough..."

Xia Yu put the knife back into the knife holder, looked at his hands, and looked happy.

Without missions, there is naturally no incentive to enter the account.

It seems that there is no gain at the data level, but how can cooking and a spiritual world of living people be fully covered by data. If, before today, Xia Yu couldn't see clearly the knife skills of the above-grade, Lin or Dragon Chef, and his vision was full of mist, then after this little episode on the morning of the New Year, the transformation was...

suddenly see the light!

The most feared thing is that I can't see the road clearly, I don't know where the way is, and I don't know how to go.

But now that the mist is over, Xia Yu sees a straight road that leads straight to the top of the mountain. The vague scenery above is a forest or a dragon. Who can tell where the end is?

of course.

The biggest gain is still "Hand of God"!

"No wonder Huang He can use this cooking skill to occupy one of the three master chairs in Baiyu Building. Moreover, he has been sitting for decades, and his age and seniority are a generation older than Wei An and Kong Chun!"

Xia Yu laughed in his heart.

It is estimated that when Ye Feizhou taught him a bit of fur, he never expected that he could change this fur from green to blue, which is truly practical and intangible, increasing his cooking skills.

If Ye Feizhou knew about the "Xia Mo Wang" after the New Year, and his cooking skills took another step forward, would he regret this exchange of cooking skills and recipes?

"cough!"

A light cough came from behind.

Xia Yu had long noticed that the old man was standing behind him, silently examining him for a while.

He turned around, as expected, and the old man raised a predicted question: "Where did you learn from the "hand of God"? "

His face was full of seriousness.

"Ye Feizhou taught me." Xia Yu smiled.

"he?"

The old man didn't know the episodes in the backstage of the stadium that day, frowning fiercely, "How could he leak such an important cooking skill... leak, oh, is it for you?"

Xia Yu spread his hands, "Old man, don't treat people as fools, okay, your grandson, but I used an ancient fish-shaped Tai Chi frame and exchanged it with him equally. And, what he taught me was just some fur , Very obvious..."

Wen Yan.

The old man's unbelief on the face, instead of looking at the fool's eyes, pointing at the grandchildren with a smile: "Look, a little fur, superficial? It seems that you as a fool, also fool me as a fool!"

"cut!"

Contemptuous look.

"The truth always hurts people, believe it or not!"

Xia Yu didn't explain much. While he was hot, he turned around and took a knife from the kitchen counter. He took a keen interest in the air, like a curious baby who just got a new toy.

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to ask more, but he felt that there were too many doubts on Sun Tzu's body. If every pile was entangled, wouldn't it be tiring to break the casserole and pursue it to the end?

The so-called lice are not afraid of biting, this is the case.

With a deep glance at the grandson, Xia Qing stepped out of the kitchen.

Head-on hit Zhu Qing who just came out of the boudoir.

"How, is Ayu still inside?" Zhu Qing changed to a clean dress. His sweaty face and skin were obviously cleaned deliberately, giving a refreshing smell of shower gel.

"Don't disturb him!"

Xia Qing urged, solemnly, "He is used to it!"

As for what he was used to, the old man didn't say, Zhu Qing nodded, his eyes were shy and imperceptible, but his mouth was annoyed and said: "Yes, you have to get used to it!"

The old man fluttered away, and Zhu Qing stood outside the kitchen door for a while.

Xiuquan clenched and loosened.

"This **** boy is getting worse and worse. I dare to let go of bullying and bullying like that to other girls. Isn't he more rampant?" Zhu Qing thought angrily, "No!"

"Be sure to suppress this crooked evil spirit!"

"Give me a pure and lovely Ayu!"

Xia Yu in the kitchen didn't know that Zhu Qing seriously believed that she deliberately gave her medicine to bully her.

Xia Yu's angel fluttering above his head almost knelt down outside the door.

Aunt Qing, this, this is really wrong!

The angel wept bitterly.

Not right, when will I be pure and cute again?

"You waste!"

The other is a demon with a double horn and a fork, and a baby angel with a golden circle kicked at the beginning.

"Hey, hey..."

The little demon with a magic pattern on his face, full of evil charms and mad temperament, made a prank laughter, "Come, follow me, our slogan is-carry out the medicine!"

Do you want it?

...

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, Xia's grandson and Zhu Qing chose the house, but due to the halberds and competitions of the previous year, the Chinese food industry outside the Xia's old house did not live peacefully.

Baiyulou.

In the morning, a group of high-level leaders gathered for the New Year.

Ye Feizhou's turn, nominally a protagonist of the faucet, who would inherit the position of the faucet in the future, kneel down in front of the Taishi chair.

Tiandijun personal teacher.

The dragon head was able to bear Ye Feizhou to bow down and salute.

"Master, I wish you a blessing like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan is not as old as pine, and Fushou is full!" Ye Feizhou sang.

"Get up!" The faucet smiled and helped the loved one.

The New Year ended with this, and the senior executives did not intend to leave immediately. The crowd, led by Wei An and Kong Chun, stepped forward together and said, "The Master Huang He and the Huang Pavilion retired. The chair of the Baiyulou Pavilion has been vacated, so please open a new one as soon as possible!"

The atmosphere of the pavilion was suddenly tense, and many high-level eyes flashed. Obviously, there was a strong contention for this chair.

The faucet frowned and pondered for a while, but waved: "No suitable candidate!"

When he got up and left, he scanned everyone in the cabinet and said implicitly:

"Everyone can sit in this chair, but who will sit in the end, I hope to hear the voice of the entire Chinese community..."

The pavilion fry pan all at once.

"The meaning of the faucet, the celebrity chef who can't be outside, can also enter my Baiyu Building to sit on the seat of the cabinet?"

"hiss!"

"Doesn't this mean open recruitment?"

The seniors looked at each other in horror.

Wei An and Kong Chun have been stunned for a long time. I can imagine how amazing the faucet's remarks are~~www.readwn.com~ As a Chinese food holy place, the Baiyu Building of the central central gourmet agency, below the high faucet position, there are three Patriarch.

Wei An presided over daily work.

Kong Chun revised books, compiled recipes, and filled the treasure trove of books in the Forbidden City. In the past two days, there was news that Kong Chun and IGO's Carl Sage reached a common cooperation in the food database.

And Huang He, who was originally responsible for the teaching of cooking, in other words, Huang He is the chief coach of a group of chefs in Ouchi. Anyone below the cabinet master must be called a teacher.

Undoubtedly, who can replace Huang He and sit on this chair is the head coach of Baiyulou and even the Emperor Capital’s Ouchi Group Chef.

This position, this authority, can make a great earthquake in the Chinese world.

"What does the faucet want to do?!"

Wei An murmured worriedly.

Kong Chunmei tightened, "China, is this a new round of shuffling?"