Rebirth as a Cooking God

Ameyokocho, a shopping street.

In the evening, the shopping street is even busier than during the day, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

A transport truck was parked at the entrance of the aquatic product store. Several strong men were unloading the goods. One of the middle-aged uncles put down the frozen seafood box and wiped his sweat. He happened to see the boy coming out from the depths of the street.

Ayu, these fish are very fresh. They have just been transported from the pier. Would you like to take some of them back to taste? the middle-aged uncle greeted from a distance.

Thank you, our old man won't cook today, so I'll come out to find something to eat.

Xia Yu thanked him very politely, Uncle Gucheng, please be busy.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked on.

Passing by an old noodle bakery, an old lady wearing glasses smiled behind the counter and said, Ayu, would you like a dorayaki? Today's red bean paste is delicious.

No need, Grandma Chuan Dao, you said that dinner is about to be eaten well, so I'm going to eat. Xia Yu walked past with a wave.

Along the way, Xia Yu received at least a dozen greetings. Every elder, male or female, had smiling faces, filling his heart with warmth.

This is the shopping street where I have lived for more than ten years. Some people come and some go. Xia’s small Chinese restaurant is always there. Although the old man does not have many diners, he is quite prestigious among the neighbors. Maybe it is He is often helpful in case of trouble, and over time, the old man has become the default leader of the street.

Regardless of whether it was the previous Xia Yu or the Xia Yu who had changed his soul, his personality was easy-going, and he often helped out. In addition, his appearance was not bad, so he was naturally welcomed by a group of uncles and aunts.

After ten years of development and expansion, the old shopping street has even gained a good reputation in the world. Xia Yu came out of the old block to the expanded new block, a completely different urban modern style rushed towards him.

The streets become wider, and the shops on both sides are stylishly decorated, including McDonald's and clothing stores.

Xia Yu randomly found a restaurant facing the street. It seemed that it had opened not long ago. There were flower baskets at the door, and the ribbons on the floor hadn't been cleaned yet.

Starlight Revolving Western Restaurant?

After stamping her feet, she read the name of the restaurant on the signboard, pushed the door open, and a female Communist immediately bowed at ninety degrees with a professional smile on her face, Welcome, how many diners?

One.

Okay, please come with me.

The female police officer took Xia Yu to the dining table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, separated by a layer of transparent glass mirror, the busy shopping street was outside, the location was good, Xia Yu didn't want to change, picked up the menu on the table, I ordered three Western-style side dishes and planned to change the taste.

In the past few days, I have been practicing Chinese cuisine recipes all day long, and I almost vomited myself after trying them. In order to preserve my freshness and enthusiasm for Chinese cuisine, Xia Yu decided to go outside for another meal.

If you don't want to go far, you can only eat in the shopping street.

After ordering, Xia Yu looked around. The newly opened western restaurant was very quiet, except for his table, there were only two other tables occupied.

The people at the table seemed to be tourists with loud voices, and the language they spoke seemed to be Mandarin. Xia Yu became interested, pricked up his ears, and only listened to the pair of young and beautiful female tourists excitedly sharing their feelings about the day's tour, full of praise.

Xiaoya, Dianping's RB station contains too little information, and there are no restaurants nearby. Hey, I made a mistake. When I come here, I should check more about RB people's restaurant review app.

A cute-looking female tourist with a little baby fat face sighed.

You just know how to eat. Her companion looked like a goddess, wearing a dress that was stylish yet elegant. She covered her mouth and said with a smile: I heard that in RB, as long as the store is open for business, the taste is not bad. This store is newly opened in a bustling area, I think you can rest assured.

Two Chinese girls who don't understand Japanese travel freely?

Xia Yu's mouth twitched.

Although the law and order in Nihong is good, but they don’t know Japanese. If they only use English, the painful English accent of the Nihong people will make people feel that they have learned English for more than ten years.

Since it was the third table, the food was served slowly, Xia Yu was not in a hurry, took out his mobile phone to scroll through Twitter, and listened to the conversations of the two Chinese girls from time to time, which was quite interesting.

idiot!!

But an angry shout suddenly resounded through the western restaurant, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

All three male guests at a table stood up, and two female Communists hurried over, bowing and apologizing.

Baga, your dish tastes totally wrong! A middle-aged bald man in a suit pointed at the unfinished beef Western food on the table, his face full of anger, Burgundy red wine stew is definitely not this kind Taste, I want to complain about your restaurant!

As he said that, the middle-aged bald man took out his mobile phone and ignored the waiter's pleas.

The male employee at the cashier ran into the back kitchen smartly, and after a while, the chef of the restaurant wearing a white chef uniform appeared, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and an eager face, Guest, I will cook another serving for you. Goulash in Burgundy until you're satisfied.

The middle-aged chef bowed at ninety degrees, his head hanging for a long while without straightening his back, Please forgive me!

The three male guests exchanged glances with each other, and a tall, young and strong man signaled the bald diner with sharp eyes.

No! I don't believe you!

I want to complain to the Food Association, you are not qualified to open a shop at all!

This kind of cooking will only tarnish the sacred profession of chef!

The bald diner shrieked, tapping the keys on the phone screen as if dialing a number.

The chef of the restaurant obviously didn't have much experience in dealing with emergencies, so he rushed forward and grabbed the bald diner's arm, as if trying to snatch the phone, his face flushed, No! You can't complain to the Food Association!

Two young strong men pulled the chef of the restaurant behind, and a scuffle was about to break out.

As for the pair of Chinese female tourists, they were shocked.

They can't understand Japanese, but they can feel the tense atmosphere of the restaurant.

The taste of this Burgundy red wine stewed beef is above the standard line. You can go and complain. People from the food association are here, and the judgment is still qualified.

A quiet voice suddenly sounded.

However, no one in the chaos paid attention to his words.

Xia Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets, frowned slightly, and said to the panicked waiters surrounding him, Pull your chef away...

The waiter of Liushen Wuzhu subconsciously followed the instructions and pulled the middle-aged chef away.

Calm down! Xia Yu patted the chef on the shoulder. The scene looked a little funny. A sixteen-year-old boy was much more mature and stable than the middle-aged chef.

Seeing the middle-aged chef come back to his senses, Xia Yu repeated what he had just said, I can assure you that this Burgundy red wine stewed beef is above the standard line. Please calm down and don't fall for this kind of dish. It's a tricky trap.