God Descends the Second Dimension

The guest made a request, and as the host, it is indeed a good thing to entertain.

The remaining ingredients in the kitchen are eggs, cold rice, shrimp, ham, and some vegetables and seasonings.

"I hope I don't make a fool of myself."

Wang Hao took a deep breath, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and started processing the vegetables.

On the other side of the hot pot, he felt that in the process of cooking, the trace of Qi in his body was always running around very actively. Unlike before, this trace of Qi was quietly overflowing from Wang Hao's body...

The scent drifted into the living room, Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes flashed, he sniffed his nose, and closed his eyes again.

"The faint seafood salt taste is mixed with the smell of cooking wine, the smell of pepper is almost inaudible, the unique smell of cabbage is mixed between the two, and the fragrance produced by eggs and rice... This is making seafood egg fried rice. Is it?" The moment Nakiri Erina smelled the aroma, she immediately began to analyze the ingredients used in the cooking, and analyzed it without a trace.

Erina Nakiri, a first-year student at Togetsu Academy, the granddaughter of "The Devil of Eater" Nakiri Senzaemon.

Possesses a genius sense of taste called "God's Tongue" and can tell the origin of salt blindfolded.

When he was young, he worked as a supervisor in a famous restaurant, and a single comment has an influence on the future of a restaurant.

An out-and-out genius girl in the culinary world, Gin Dojima called her "the material of the monster that created the world's greatest masterpiece" by Togetsu Gakuen.

Graduated as the head of the middle school, and became the tenth seat of the "Ten Outstanding Council" as the youngest in history and a first-year student of the higher school.

There is no doubt that she is a genius that ordinary people look up to, and has a talent that chefs in the cooking world envy—the tongue of God.

The moment the noble Nakiri Erina judged the cooking, a dissatisfied expression appeared on her face.

After all, the Wang family is a thousand-year-old family. I didn't expect to be so down and out now. It's ridiculous to entertain guests with seafood and egg fried rice.

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Chapter 23 Glowing Cuisine (Revised)

In the kitchen, when Wang Hao was cooking, his body fit was inexplicably high. He was holding the pot with his left hand and the shovel with his right hand, stirring the fried rice in the pan back and forth, all in one move.

Every time he stir-fries, he can always control the heat and strength subconsciously. Although the fried rice in the pot is flickering with sparks, not a single grain of rice has changed color due to the flame. Instead, Wang Hao used the flame to fry the rice until golden brown. .

This weird cooking skill... No, it should be said that it is almost an instinct, so that he can clearly understand what to do next, especially when the trace of energy in his body passed through his mind, Wang Hao suddenly felt his mind clear and his personality It seems to have switched to the calm side, calmly making the best choice at every step.

"call!"

The moment when the flame was suddenly adjusted to the maximum by Wang Hao, his eyes narrowed, his left hand shook slightly, the golden rice in the pot was flying in the air, and a fire snake danced wildly. It seemed that for a moment, the golden rice was frozen. With the bright firelight, a dazzling golden light bloomed.

All of a sudden, the trace of gas in Wang Hao's body separated a little and quietly merged into the golden fried rice. He was shocked and poured it into the prepared bowl with lightning speed. Cover the fried rice with the top lid.

After doing all of this, his calm personality suddenly disappeared, and a strong sense of collapse flooded his body. A few beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead, and Wang Hao's face turned pale.

The whole process took less than 5 minutes, but she seemed to have experienced a big battle, and most of her energy was used up, her heart was beating thumping.

"Hopefully to satisfy the appetite of 'guests'."

Wang Hao smiled casually. Although he didn't come and taste it, he was sure that the dishes he cooked in the weird state just now were definitely not far behind.

Even he himself was secretly surprised, why is there such a state, the whole kitchen seems to be under his control, and the superb cooking skills are even more unique.

But after thinking about my own situation, I was completely relieved. After all, I was considered a god, although a little…

Shaking his head, he only knew a few dishes in his previous life, such as tomato and persimmon egg soup, fried pork with green peppers, and the best egg fried rice.

Although he is confident in his own cooking, Wang Hao is still a little uneasy. Speaking of which, it seems that this is the first time to serve others with his own cooking. After all, it is rude to serve guests with egg fried rice, so he will use a lid to cover it slightly. .

After calming himself down for a while, he picked up the four dishes covered with lids and walked out of the kitchen slowly.

Although it's just egg fried rice, it's not a joke!

……

When he entered the living room, Nakiri Senzaemon's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light flashed, staring at the cooking in Wang Hao's hands.

"Isn't it a common people's dish like egg fried rice? Why is it so secretive?" Nakiri Erina squinted Wang Hao contemptuously, not understanding why his grandfather came to this place, his face became even colder, and continued: " Sure enough, it is indeed a poor family, and even the taste has dropped so much, which is really disappointing."

"Please taste it first!"

Wang Hao frowned slightly, but still politely placed the cooking in front of the two of them. Nakiri Senzaemon turned a blind eye to the conversation between the two, and only saw the cooking covered by the lid.

Nakiri Xianzaemon gently opened the lid, and a dazzling light suddenly shot out. Everyone present rubbed their eyes in disbelief, including Wang Hao, as if the light that just appeared was just an illusion .

"I didn't expect...it's actually a dish that glows!"

The sudden burst of light from the cooking gave Nakiri Senzaemon a great shock. He knew very well what the glowing cooking represented.

About a hundred years ago, the entire cooking world ushered in a storm... It should be said that it was the golden age!

At that time, there was a saying about chef's cooking, food that doesn't shine is not good food.

It's a pity that since the chef god, the luminous cuisine has completely separated from the entire cooking world, and no one has been able to reproduce it.

Nakiri Senzaemon narrowed his eyes, is this the beginning of a new golden age?

……

In a certain apartment, on the sofa in the spacious living room, a charming beauty is lying lazily, her long hair is slightly scattered, and she is taking a nap.

Suddenly, she woke up from her sleep, a flash of excitement flashed in her pupils, she looked out the window thoughtfully, and resumed her lazy sleeping position.

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