Rebirth as a Cooking God

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natural!

Refreshing!

"what happened!"

After the ice cube witch sniffed the taste, the frost on her face showed signs of disintegration.

"'Emphasis','Contrast'!"

The master of the shrine, Chiyo’s mother-in-law, stared closely at the tofu dishes that had shone in the food box and exclaimed: "You are on a plate, perfectly blending these two spice concepts!"

Yes, emphasis and contrast.

The classic spicy and hemp of Shuchuan cuisine, and the refreshing and natural bean fragrance of the fantasy ingredient ‘frosty tofu’, contrast with each other and emphasize each other’s existence.

The Chiyo mother-in-law broke the secret of spice before she tasted it.

Xia Yu smiled.

"These are just two of the keys. I used three keys to cast a key to open the ultimate treasure trove. Please use it—"

Using a small bowl, he scooped in a little tofu and red sauce, and handed the bowl and spoon to the old man.

"There is a familiar taste!"

The old man held the bowl but didn't taste it immediately. The spoon stirred in the sauce and keenly found a grainy hard object. She lost her voice: "...soybean ground meat?"

"Yes!"

"Is it the taste of Fairy Bei or the taste of Chef Liu?" The old man murmured.

"You will know if you try it." Xia Yu smiled.

Scoop up a piece of tofu with red sauce.

The old man was surprised.

"Pretty snowflake texture, this kind of tofu, is it a fantasy ingredient discovered only recently?"

It seems that the old man does not yet know the existence of'Frosting Tofu'. This kind of tofu was born, and is destined to let many Chinese recipes embark on the road of change and improvement.

Open your mouth and eat.

Before he chewed, the heat rose from his mouth, and the old man's face appeared red.

"Hot, the essence is hot!"

She exhaled heavily and felt a fire burning at the tip of her tongue, and at the same time, the intense spicy and numbness, roasted by the flames, showed even more powerful impact!

The body shook.

After eating several pieces of tofu in a row, the old man sweated on his forehead.

This is not an ordinary old man, Xia Yu is not worried about the food being too rushing, but just smiles and watches the old man taste.

"Mother-in-law..."

The ice cube face witch suddenly made a noise, and the old man immersed in the world of food did not hear it.

Xia Yushan asked kindly: "Do you want to try it?"

The witch nodded.

So he handed another pair of bowls and spoons to the woman.

Swallow.

The witch ate a piece of tofu straight, then widened her eyes.

"It's hot! It's spicy!"

Wriggling a bit, the witch's suit on her body didn't seem to exist. The woman felt that her body was burning, her body was melting when she touched the air.

Suddenly, the aftertaste of ‘frosty tofu’ rose, and her body shook, and she seemed to be soaking in the soy milk pool in an instant, and her mouth and nose were a natural fragrance!

Goose bumps are all over the body.

"how?"

"..." The witch just looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, his lips twitched and made a weak and inaudible voice, "It's delicious."

This is the first time Xia Yu has heard this ice-faced witch speech since staying at Chiyo Shrine.

The voice is very crisp, but there is a little milky voice.

Xia Yu was stunned, and her heart was funny. No wonder this witch seldom talked. This little milk voice and her frosty temperament did not match at all. The opening was equivalent to breaking the power, giving an unexpected contrast.

"Do you want to eat?" Xia Yu asked.

"eat!"

This time the witch replied firmly. She scooped up another bowl of Mapo tofu. She did not care about the sweat, while breathing in and exhaling to relieve the hot and spicy, while eating big mouthful.

A moment later, a plate of Mapo tofu bottomed out.

The witch stood next to the old man, wiping her sweat with a handkerchief, and she was also wet. Her exposed white skin was shiny with water, especially the delicate cheeks, covered with a layer of fragrant sweat, and the greasy effect was amazing.

Xia Yu stood, and was not in a hurry to ask for evaluation.

The witch who was watching him was actually shy to the extreme.

The witch suit, white coat, and red skirt seem to be intact, but they can be worn in a thin layer of kimono underwear, which has been soaked in sweat. The witch can't wait to go back to the room to shower and change clothes. The sticky feeling is very bad.

"...This is your recipe! Although it smells familiar to me!"

Chiyo mother-in-law suddenly broke the silence in the room.

"Seventh taste!"

"The seventh taste of fantasy ingredients!"

She was amazed, with a trace of indisputable channels: "You actually blended the blind fantasy ingredients into the traditional Chinese recipe so perfectly...No, that's the recipe of Chef Liu Liu'Magic Mapo Tofu', now it Should there be a new name?"

"Yes, my food is called "Frost Magic Mapo Tofu." Xia Yu said.

Chiyo mother-in-law was silent again.

After a while, she will definitely look at Xia Yu, "Come here..."

Xia Yu didn't know why, but he took two steps forward.

Then, a female hand that was still very silky touched his face, a little hot, but also a little cold, Xia Yu shivered, barely suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, glanced over and sat down The old witch in the shadow did not know whether it was an illusion. He always felt that the shrine master after sweating had signs of rejuvenation, and there were fewer wrinkles on his face.

"Thank you for your cooking!"

"My heart is also younger!"

Chiyo's mother-in-law has a soft smile.

"The familiar taste makes me feel that the past is reappearing again, so real. The food industry, or the Chinese food industry, after two major wars, many things have been lost or disappeared. This is when I returned to the neon , For the first time tasted familiar dishes."

"However, with the passing of time, the sea and the vineyards, the recipes will eventually be improved by future generations. I am familiar with them and tasted fresh, and your improvements are worthy of this luminous recipe! Very good! Very good!"

The old man couldn't stop praising.

Upon seeing this, the ice cube face witch handed a writing brush and a wooden sign to the old man.

From the perspective of Xia Yu's standing, he could not clearly see what the old man wrote on the sign. He could only observe the expression of the witch on the ice face, and secretly guessed his score.

"Be prepared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Six o'clock in the evening is the second round of the exam

The time when the assessment starts, if you pass, you are a quasi-super chef, you can apply for a real special assessment from the IGO neon department. "

The elderly don’t have a deep meaning: “You may be hit for the first time, but you only need to know that the premise of becoming a “food hunter” is to communicate with the indescribable existence, and food is the medium of communication. Those who exist respond to it, which means you are a qualified'food hunter'."

"Go adapt!"

Xia Yu walked out of the palace, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

The ice cube face witch came out with him and hung the twelfth wooden sign on the notice board.

The pen and ink of the brand is not dry.

When the witch turned sideways, the crowd clearly saw the handwriting on the board, and they were shocked one by one and collectively forced.

Xia Yu also kept a close eye on the brand, her eyes flashing sharply. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.