Rebirth as a Cooking God - Chapter 1038

Zhexian Zuoweimen made the words very clear.

Compete at the same table!

There is no way to talk about winning or losing, and it is impossible to tell and communicate something deeper in the way of cooking. For example, Xia Yu realized the “eating spirit”, which is nothing more than paying attention to and embodying personal characteristics, which is very simple. However, in actual cooking, such a characteristic must be highlighted, and there are several chefs who do Arrived?

In an instant, Xia Yu understood that the old guy, Xian Zuoweimen, wanted to borrow works to instill him!

“It takes a wave of culinary recharge!”

Xia Yu secretly said: “I can’t create a dragon-level kill. I don’t have the qualification to go back to Europa and ask Gaius for trouble. This is a ticket to challenge the king to the highest culinary challenge in the world today.”

Happy to accept Xian Zuoweimen’s invitation.

“Marshal, are you planning to show me the “personal kill”?” Xia Yu asked the old fellow.

Xian Zuoweimen chuckled, “My food is actually very simple.”

“Oh?”

“Actually, according to your words and deeds to entertain guests today, more or less, you have also realized some ways.”

“The dragon-level killing is not what you imagined, so out of reach.”

“Of course, once anything enters the door, there will be a sudden and cheerful feeling.”

After a word of speech, the old guy’s smile made Xia Yu subconsciously defy the phrase “old fox”. A properly sly smile.

“I’ll talk to them. By the way, what do you need?”

“You will know later.”

“it is good!”

Xia Yu went to the store opposite Xiaoikezi. Dojido Silver and Shinhara Masato of the private room 1 waved to him. He used to sit on the tatami mat, and the hostess would pour a cup of hot tea for him. Xia Yu found that all the big men were like angry kings in the mountain temple, opened their eyes and looked at him, and wrote the attribute “curiosity” on his face.

“I said, the commander asked us to wait for an afternoon, what is it for?” Aoki Zong moved his buttocks forward, his voice very loud.

“What did the coach just talk to you about?”

Dojima also asked.

“Uh, how to say, probably I want to… teach me something?” Xia Yu said. At this time, Xie Qixian Zuoweimen was at the Huxin Pavilion, and she glanced at it far away, and Xia Yu knew herself I couldn’t sit down anymore, so I quickly got up, “I’m going to cook with the commander, wait a moment.”

Cooking with the commander?

Everyone stunned to see him stride away.

Do they cook together or do they cook independently? The difference is big.

It is not uncommon for chefs to work together to cook a good meal together. If Xian Zuoweimen took the initiative to draw, there would be elders pulling a handful of fists to love and care, but if the reverse is the case, the ‘Evil Demon King’ mentioned that they were cooking, and the dishes of both sides were placed on a table…

This is a book of war that shocked the cold sweat of many people.

Having said that, the ‘Evil Demon King’ cuts through the left guard gate, and has been silent for more than ten or twenty years. Hasn’t it been a long time since I learned from others?

“Is the coach rising on a whim? Still feel the threat of Xia Demon King.”

I don’t know who said it in a whisper, the atmosphere in the private room is even stranger.

Suddenly, a red-haired middle-aged man got up and left the seat. Xing Ping Chuang on the second floor really met and shouted, “Dad, where are you going?”

Caibo City Ichiro went straight to the kitchen.

After seeing him castrate cleanly and still sitting, all the big brothers responded, “Eh!”

“Leave it alone!”

“Yes, no matter what the coach meant, in short, this must be a very interesting collision. Hey, hey, will the little devil encounter the old devil, will he be killed in a second?”

In the kitchen, between Xia Yu’s ears and his left shoulder, a large-screen smartphone was sandwiched between him. He turned on the faucet and washed his hands carefully while conducting international long-distance calls.

“…Let Xian Zuoweimen answer the phone!”

There was a helpless voice from the earpiece. The old man Xia Qing was far from China. “He is also confused. How can you invite a junior to discuss art in private with the respect of the celebrity in the neon gastronomic world, the food devil, and the next king.”

Xia Yu had to hand the phone to Yuan Yue.

Regarding the old friends’ blame, Xian Zuoweimen said indifferently: “I think it is time.”

The voice over there was louder: “Huh, I think it’s early!”

“It’s too early?”

Xian Zuoweimen glanced at Xia Yu.

“That kid, I found his bulging signs, young people, because of the flattering demon king flattering on the Internet, the tail must be lifted up to the sky. No one looks down on him. At this time, it is not telling him to win the best of a hundred schools and learn the skills. When the time comes, he doesn’t have that state of mind, and it’s impossible for him to settle down, lower his body, and go to gather hundreds of meals.”

Xia Yu heard clearly from the side, ten thousand vomits in his heart.

Inflate your sister!

However, Tucao was replaced by a hint of aura. Xia Yu’s ears were raised high, and his inner dark quake: “Take the best of a hundred families… blend?”

Hundred meals?

Hey, old man, you deliberately!

The phone sound was clear, and the old guy at that end also deliberately bolded his voice so that Xia Yu might not hear it. This naked expression made Xia Yu not know what to say. At the same time, Xia Yu was deep in her heart and itchy. He was appalled by the old man’s words, so he scolded without complaint: “Okay, Old man, you succeeded again!”

“Take advantage of a hundred schools, how to get a method?”

“What about blending? It’s harder.”

“Is it possible to eat a table of hundreds of meals? The problem is that the chef is not a foodie profession. He only knows how to eat, but not the doorway in the food, then it belongs to amateur foodie.”

Xia Yu thought.

“Doorway” in food is not just a technique for cooking food.

The color scent is refreshing.

Cultural connotation, and the reason why a dish is handed down and generally accepted by people, in short, unlike the general food, the chef must eat with his brain and thinking.

The call ended quickly. Zheqianxian Zuoweimen returned the phone to Xia Yu. His eyes were rather strange. He seemed to hold back for a while before slowly saying: “The man in your family seems reluctant to contact you Dragon Level too early. Mortal.”

Xia Yu sharply countered: “The old man must be afraid that my cooking skills will surpass him, and there is no place for the old face.”

Zhe Xianxian Zuoweimen: “…”

“…”

A group of gangsters who had just entered the kitchen, a few people stumbled.

Soon, Xia Yu and Xian Zuoweimen all got their own ingredients.

It is worth mentioning that there are no fresh crabs in the shop, and Xian Zuoweimen still called to send the ingredients over.

When I saw a huge crab on a wooden cutting board, the brand label hung on the tongs of Dojima Silver Finger Crabs said, “This is Matsuba Crab.”

“Snow crab.”

Xia Yu flipped the label of the crab pliers and saw the origin label “Tottori~www.mtlnovel.com~”.

Tottori Prefecture, the county with the lowest population of all neon, has the highest daily crab production.

There are three famous crabs in this area of ​​Neon: King Crab, Red Hair Crab, and Matsuba Crab.

When it comes to crabs and Tottori prefectures, you have to say that the girl in the Japanese drama “Five to Nine and Nineteen” will shine when hearing crab eyes. Matsuba crab is called’King of Winter Taste’ by neon people, but it is not unreasonable, but the problem is that now is the season of midsummer, it is reasonable to say that Matsuba crab is not in the most delicious time period, why Xianzuoweimen chose it ?

Xia Yu cast an extremely skeptical look on the “Evil Demon King”.

Choosing ingredients is also an essential skill for chefs.

What to eat seasonally.

It is common sense and reasonable to understand the rules of the seasons in eating and drinking. As an old man in the neon gastronomy, it is impossible to understand.

Why do you “know your crime”?