Chef God Reborn in Japan

Ten minutes.

When the food steamer was steaming, Morita also presented her work to the kitchen counter.

Small but complete. The kitchen of the Xia’s restaurant was narrow and crowded, but it still had an oven. Maki Morita turned on the oven, and another kind of pastry, which was very different from Chinese cuisine, appeared. It had a strong smell and quickly occupied the whole room.

“Please try it.”

Taking out a few golden chicken cakes from the pastry mold and arranging them neatly on the white plate, Maki Morita smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

An Ya and Mu Xiaoyue were also lured to the kitchen by this fragrance.

“Wah, my cookies!”

Mu Xiaoyue fixed her eyes on the black biscuit cake on the surface of the cake. Her cheeks suddenly bulged, a very unhappy expression on her face.

Before putting the mold tray into the oven, Morita asked Mu Xiaoyue for a bag of chocolate biscuits. It was a snack that Mu Xiaoyue carried in her small bag. When Morita entered the restaurant, she had probably seen Mu Xiaoyue eating in the corner.

“Chicken cake?”

Xia Yu would not laugh because of the simplicity and commonness of this pastry.

He picked up a piece.

Because it was just out of the oven, the golden chicken cake was still very hot.

The surface was a slightly crispy skin with little oil on it.

The dark brown chocolate biscuit pieces were scattered on the cakes, which were not as delicate.

Maki Morita’s big eyes with hope were firmly placed on him.

He took a light bite. First was the aroma of the eggs. As he was chewing, the sweetness in the cake was broken down and filled his mouth. Then, the bitterness of the chocolate biscuit block pressed this sweetness down again, leaving a taste that was too greasy.

After slowly eating a piece of chicken cake, Xia Yu asked the system in his heart:

“What’s the score?”

“50 points,” the system mechanically answered.

Xia Yu was not disappointed. On the contrary, there was a bit of surprise.

His kitchen was not a professional pastry shop’s kitchen. He did not have many ingredients and baking tools. However, under this unfavorable environment, Maki Morita made a relatively traditional chicken cake, which could get a high score of 50 from the system.

Passing 60 points was the standard of the standard students in Togetsu High School. If she could stabilize this cooking score, at least, she did not have to worry about dropping out.

70 points was eligible to let Togetsu’s commander ‘cloth burst’. If it were stabilized at this level, it could be outstanding and considered the upper ranks of Togetsu.

At 90 points, even if the food with this score did not glow, it had the quality of ‘must eat’ and ‘sure kill’.

Morita’s foundation was much stronger than he thought. When he first tried making the Magic Mapo Tofu, Xia Yu was ashamed of a pile of black history with 10 points and single digits. Even pigs would not eat that kind of trashy food.

“How is it?”

The girl did not know about Xia Yu’s psychological activity. When she saw that he kept silent, she gathered up the courage and asked.

“Normal.” Xia Yu’s answer dimmed Morita’s eyes.

“If you are given better conditions, can you do better?” Xia Yu said immediately.

Morita frowned with annoyance. “The ultimate chicken cake is almost like this. You can also replace the chocolate chip cookies with other condiments according to the guests’ taste, but the taste will not produce a qualitative leap.”

“You added olive oil while stirring?”

“Yes, it’s a little secret to improve the taste. Otherwise, the cake will be very dry…”

The two were talking, but Mu Xiaoyue pulled her girlfriend and secretly tasted a few chicken cakes beside them.

“My god, this kind of chicken cake tastes normal?”

She wiped out a few pieces of pastries on the kitchen counter. Mu Xiaoyue, who was still impressed, stared at Xia Yu.

She could not understand Japanese, but she could see from Xia Yu’s body movement just now that he was not satisfied with the old-fashioned chicken cake.

“This is definitely the best chicken cake I have ever eaten!” Mu Xiaoyue emphasized with a burst of fire.

Xia Yu rolled his eyes and translated her words intact to Maki Morita.

“Thank you.”

Maki Morita immediately bowed in surprise.

“No, no, thank you for your hospitality.” Mu Xiaoyue was busy waving her hand.

“Wait. The steamed buns are about to be ready. I will have breakfast first. You are free to do as you like.”

Xia Yu glanced at the white misty steamer. He turned off the gas stove and opened the top lid. It seemed like it was opening a door of magic. There was a refreshing smell rushing across their faces, causing the three girls’ eyes shine.

“I want it, I want it…”

Mu Xiaoyue immediately pounced with bared teeth and dancing claws. She came over and kept talking.

“You have just eaten the chicken cake.”

Xia Yu took the three layers of the steamer and walked out of the kitchen. Mu Xiaoyue followed him like a dog that wanted food. He glanced at her drooling. This tearful foodie…

He said, “Where is the tea I made before? Give it to me first.”

So, the breakfast that was originally supposed to be enjoyed by one person became a table for four people.

The freshly baked buns were very hot. Mu Xiaoyue’s eyes were quick, and she used chopsticks to grab a bun. Blowing it, she quickly bit down. The soup splashed out slightly.

She screamed that she was scalded, but she kept fighting desperately. She chewed the food in her mouth and her eyes were teary. She did not know if she was burned or if it was so delicious that it made her cry.

Grunt.

Looking at the golden, oily, juicy, small buns that were filled with meat in the bamboo steamer… Morita also swallowed quietly and suddenly felt hungry. She had eaten breakfast before she came out.

“Try one.”

Xia Yu used chopsticks to get her one bun and immediately give himself one to enjoy.

Morita put a small steamed bun into her mouth.

Good!

Too delicious!

Biting down on it with her teeth, the juice splashed out. Her beautiful eyes opened instantly, a little distracted.

“Xia Yu’s cooking has become so great!”

Swallowing the food in her mouth, the heat was still circling around in her body. Morita spoke in her heart. She was a chef and dreamed of being a professional chef, so she was more aware of the huge gap between herself and the cooking of the steamed buns.

Her head was empty, and she could not even analyze it when she ate.

“Try another one!”

This time, Morita used her chopsticks. Instead of swallowing a small bun in one bite, she gently bit the corner, chewing and tasting repeatedly in her mouth.

It was still blank!

Her thinking seemed to stop while eating!

Morita was a little crazy. What the hell was this!

Being stupid while eating?

At this time Xia Yu raised his head and said, “When you eat, you should let go of your body and mind to enjoy the food.”

He pointed to the opposite side. Morita looked over and saw that the atmosphere of the restaurant was surprisingly quiet. The two women from China were closing their eyes and enjoying the happiness brought by the food. The smile on their faces were from the heart.

“Cooking is something that brings people happiness.” Xia Yu smiled. “Enjoy it while you can.”

After mastering the talent of [Chef’s Heart] (Beginner), he had initially possessed the ability to manipulate the diners’ emotions. Of course, this manipulation was achieved through cooking. Cooking was the weapon of the chef.

Maki Morita’s cooking skills obviously could not resist the [Chef’s Heart]’s strong spiritual aggression.