Rebirth as a Cooking God

"I'm coming!"

"Serve..."

Outside the shop, diners lined up a long queue, and the guests in the shop were all looking the same. Fortunately, Chef Xia's cooking skills have long been different than before. Looking back and cooking the old menus of the shop, the technique is more skillful, and many processes are also Under his hands, inadvertently, streamline and merge.

Lei Aoxue is responsible for cutting vegetables, and Xia Yu is responsible for cooking. Although the knife skill of this descendant of the Lei family has gradually failed to catch up with Chef Xia, but as a helper, he is definitely enough.

The hand holding the knife, at this moment, Lei Aoxue glanced at the bar glass window, opened the hot side dish, the expression on his face was an eye-opening trance: "Now, this person gives My feeling is getting closer and closer to those in Baiyulou, as well as Mr. Yan and Mr. Xia."

What's the specific feeling? Lei Aoxue couldn't tell what the chef Xia was cooking from a close distance.

That is a vague sense of fusion.

It was like walking in the old Taoist temple and meeting the elderly white-haired Taoist, seeing his disc meditating on the blue stone, Dao Yun spontaneously emerged, his eyes swept past and suddenly realized: This is the mysterious and profound "Tao".

In fact, not only Lei Aoxue opened his eyes.

From beginning to end, a group of distinguished guests in front of the bar, also counted the chef Xia's cooking clips in one second, and they were completely in sight.

A plate of hot dishes served on the table, the guests in the store were turbulent, but the people at the bar were enveloped by a strange atmosphere.

"cough!"

For a long time, Zheqianxian Zuoweimen broke free of his troubled thoughts, coughed, and first picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He moved the chopsticks, and the others followed. The dishes here at the bar are different from the big plate of the square table. It is a little bit of the Japanese-style divided meal system. It is served in a small bowl of exquisite retro dishes, rice, fist size, various dishes, such as wood whiskers, Dongpo Meat and West Lake Vinegar are like commodities separated by assembly line machines. The amount of each plate and the shape of the plate are amazingly consistent, even the degree of "delicateness" is the same!

Everyone saw the air in his mouth.

The amount of obedient.

Through a layer of transparent glass, to see the young chef's face with a fresh smile. Chef Xia completed the ordering and serving the dishes. The gangsters at the bar were refreshed, but the dishes were already in front of them. The dish setting before serving seemed to be wiped from memory. Except for the same.

Aoki Sect was so stunned, he touched his bald head, and said coldly that he said: "Are they all natural?"

On the side, the heroines, Dojima Silver and Caibo City Ichiro are slightly higher, and there are thoughts on the face.

It took a long time for Ichiro Ichiro to sigh: "Too'harmonious', there is no hint of abruptness... So from the perspective of visual images, the subconscious is ignored?"

The eyes of the audience and the more experienced Zheqianxian Zuoweimen, but the pupils shrunk and secretly said:

"Ten pots of silver chopsticks"?

Only this explanation. Xian Zuoweimen has a very close relationship with Grandpa Xia. After listening to Grandpa explain this skill, he has reached the depths and can manipulate 10 cauldrons to cook dishes of the same quality at a stretch. This link is also included.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why the delicate cuisine in front of the table in front of it is printed with the same mold.

The hot meals are of course extremely delicious.

Xian Zuowei's appetite was wide open, and he ate three bowls of rice. The small plates and dishes in front of him were also scraped. Meat, fish, vegetables, all turned into a constant heat flow in the stomach.

With a thump, the final rice bowl also fell on the table. Xian Zuoweimen put down the chopsticks, folded his palms together, and the heat rising from his head gradually dissipated, which made the guests who were watching and taking pictures outside the store greatly appreciated. Relaxed, you should always take it easy, don't rush out of the air, if you are accidentally hollowed out, what should you do.

"Woodbeard meat, good." Xian Zuoweimen commented.

"This wood whisker is the Confucian cuisine of the Lu cuisine among the eight major Chinese cuisines." Dojima Yin took a napkin and wiped the sweat from his forehead. There was a strange red light on the face. I don't know if it was hot. For the sake of this, "The raw materials are very simple, that is, pork, eggs and fungus."

"simple?"

A table of diners followed, exaggerated and opened his eyes, one of the female professional beauty, red lips opened, excitedly said: "But why have I never eaten such delicious Chinese food?"

At this time, in addition to a group of bigwigs, there are many ordinary people in the Xia’s shop. Single customers or doubles, if there is less than one table, they must fill the table with other guests. After all, it is a very difficult time. Neon people sitting alone don't care about these small details.

At the same table, there was a single old man who shook his head and said: "It looks simple, but it is full of luxurious details. Put it in other Chinese restaurants, this plate of "wood beard meat" is definitely a treasure of the town store. It is far from a few. You can enjoy it for a thousand yen."

"such as?"

Many diners raised their ears.

The big crowds at the bar also praised it, and the old man shivered and said, "Mussu is actually called Muxi meat. What is Muxi? In Chinese, this generally refers to hanging flowers. Do you know osmanthus? In fact, when osmanthus is in full bloom, The shape is similar to cherry blossoms, a piece of fine fragments, dots and dots, the color is the yellow of the egg!"

"Oh--" a high school teenager diners shouted, "I understand, just in this dish, those eggs were scrambled into finely-chopped appearance, which looks like osmanthus, so it is called "Muxi meat"?"

Large diners were stunned: "Ah, those finely divided things are eggs?"

"No."

"I think more than eggs, eggs are fragrant, but when I ate before, my mouth was full of freshness and chewyness was crunchy..."

The old man noticed himself when he saw the guests, his presence suddenly burst into the table, he coughed, and his voice was more neutral. He said, "Of course, it’s not just eggs, otherwise how can it be full of luxurious details? In addition to pork, fungus, eggs, there are Magnolia slices, golden needle cabbage, daylily."

This old man was obviously an old glutton, deliberately applauding everyone's appetite, and set a black pit for people to jump.

"What is the magnolia film?"

"Golden spinach, daylily?"

Seeing a bunch of young and full-bodied young men surrounding the old man for explanations, Xia Yu smirked. The old man was generous and actually had a bad mind. Lying trough, golden needle vegetable, daylily, isn't that a thing? It’s just a different name. A group of young people who seek knowledge are afraid that it will take a long time to take pictures of their thighs to wake up. Nima’s bad old man has lied to me for many years!

"okay."

Xia Yu said to Erina and Morita: "When they finish eating, it's time to change over to a group of guests. They will be open until 6 pm today. Let's seize the time and get closer!"

Zhe Xianxian Zuoweimen watched the teenager turn and continue to be busy, with cautious thoughts in his eyes. Is it time?

at the same time.

The shopping street, Si Yingshi's white castle-themed restaurant, the decoration has been completed.

A few people at Jixingliao are here to help. Tian Suohui cleans the house. Fortunately, Chongzheng Chong climbed the ladder, took a paint bucket and a brush, and added some white paint to the restaurant signboard. The details of Si Yingshi's buckle details are reflected in the decoration, which is similar to the state of the kitchen.

"Yes, thinner."

"On the left, there is a little color difference."

"Ah, it still feels not perfect. Fortunately, let's just push down the whole signboard again!"

Fortunately, Ping Chuang was really on the ladder, almost breathless.

Hey, if the senior did not agree with him, the restaurant was officially opened, let him go to the kitchen as a chef ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ study and experience a semester, he did not agree with this deadly job.

"I knew I was going to ask Master Shigong. His restaurant should have my place." Xingping Chuangzhen cast a grudge against the handsome young man with silver hair underneath.

Ok?

Looking away, Xingping Chuang was stunned. He finally saw the anomaly in the distance of the shopping street. "Why did a large group of people suddenly gather there?"

At this time, Yoshino Yuki burned back and screamed.

"Not good!"

"That shop is open and open for business!"

Xingping and Si Yingshi looked at each other and asked in unison: "Which one?"

"Xia's shop!"

thump.

The paint bucket fell to the ground.