Rebirth as a Cooking God

As an outsider, Xia Yu could see clearly.

He has tasted the dishes, and they can be rated as delicious.

Therefore, he can conclude that these three guys obviously did something premeditated, whether it was extortion or other purposes, anyway, the motive was not pure.

The only thing to blame is that the middle-aged chef has too little experience.

You say that you are qualified? I only trust the supervisors of the Food Association! The bald diner, who was provoking trouble, couldn't help shouting loudly when he saw that it was a boy with no hair.

All right.

Xia Yu ignored this guy, brought the plate in front of the two Chinese female tourists, winked at them, and said in standard Mandarin: Two young ladies, do me a favor, try this dish, and tell me what you like the most. A real review.

Oh, yes, if you are satisfied, please say it out loud in English—

Hearing Mandarin in a foreign country, and it was such an emergency, the two female tourists woke up from their bewildered state, looked at each other, and nodded in unison.

One took the chopsticks, the other took the fork, and each swallowed a piece of evenly cut beef. As they chewed slowly, there was no unpalatable painful expression, on the contrary, there was a little surprise.

The cute female tourist with a round face put down her fork and said, It's delicious!

As she said that, she suddenly remembered Xia Yu's advice just now, facing the middle-aged chef of the restaurant, she gave a thumbs up and repeated, her face flushed, delicious!

tasty!

Another young lady also commented that although she was not as exaggerated as her companion, she couldn't fake her surprise smile.

The middle-aged chef of the restaurant was stunned, and the eyes of the troublesome diners flickered.

Look...

Xia Yu spread her hands, These are two Chinese tourists. If you don't believe their evaluation, we can take the plate outside and ask passers-by to evaluate it.

You can even call the people from the food association. Xia Yu looked at the troublemakers, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and put his hand on the chef's shoulder, constantly signaling him to calm down.

The waiters looked at him with admiration and respect.

Thinking and organization are clear, and handling techniques are sophisticated.

It's hard to believe this is a teenager.

You think I dare not?

The bald diner shrieked, dialed quickly, and then with a sneer on his lips, he deliberately turned on the speakerphone to let the slow beeping sound come out.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead and slid down his chin.

The middle-aged chef stretched out his hand, opened his mouth as if to plead, and patted him with the hand on his shoulder. Xia Yu gave the uncle a look signal, Trust me!

Hey! The middle-aged chef also gave up, his shoulders slumped, his face darkened.

Regarding the performance of the middle-aged chef, Xia Yu only had one comment in mind: impatience leads to chaos.

On the one hand, it was because the middle-aged chef was inexperienced, and his personality was relatively cowardly and excitable, so he was easily taken advantage of by others.

On the other hand, it is RB in this parallel time and space, the status of the food association is too high.

The current Gastronomy Association is basically controlled by Yuanyue graduates. The inspectors and judges are all professional chefs. The government only installs some officials to deal with daily affairs within the association.

Conscientiousness and rigor are the tenet of the Food Association.

No restaurant wants to be branded a failure by a food association inspector, which could result in closure or even loss of a chef's license. What's more, the news was exposed by the gourmet media, and the public opinion flooded in. The restaurant could not be opened, the chef could not do it, and the livelihood was completely cut off, which was very cruel.

Therefore, Xia Yu understood the middle-aged chef.

On the contrary, he didn't have the slightest bit of resentment towards the guy who took advantage of the chef's weakness and used the food association to bully others.

The restaurant fell into an eerie silence.

Shortly after dialing, the slow beep turned into a busy tone with no signal.

The corners of Xia Yu's mouth curled up. He was not surprised by this result. The call made by the bald diner just now was not the complaint hotline of the Food Association. He could see it clearly.

The middle-aged chef also reacted and opened his eyes angrily.

you……

The bald diner put away his mobile phone and gave the boy who broke their trap a vicious look. People in this business are very thick-skinned, even if the trap is seen through, this group of people has no intention of leaving, but just sits down like a hooligan.

We are guests! shouted the bald diner. Pay the money and you are entitled to the Western food that suits your taste! Come on, serve another Burgundy red wine goulash until we are satisfied!

According to the taste? Hehe, this is a public restaurant, not a private restaurant... But, I can agree to your request on your behalf.

Xia Yu glanced at the middle-aged chef next to him wiping his sweat, Can I borrow your kitchen?

The chef's eyes widened in disbelief, You know how to cook?

know a little.

Bourgogne red wine stew is a Western food, do you know it? asked the middle-aged chef with a refined and clean face.

A little bit of research.

Well……

Normally, the middle-aged chef would definitely refuse, but recalling the boy's performance just now, he couldn't help but blush, and decided to respect the savior, so he gritted his teeth and said, Come with me.

Hello!

The bald diner and his two burly fellows yelled from behind, You brat, think carefully, if your dishes are substandard, we will complain to the Food Association!

The waiters in the restaurant gathered together, talking a lot, with puzzlement and worry written on their faces.

Oops!

The chef shouldn't have promised that boy.

Our head chef is a student of Yuanyue. Although he hasn't graduated, his strength lies there. Why did he give up the kitchen to a boy?

The two Chinese ladies couldn't understand, and they looked at each other in astonishment when they saw Xia Yu walk leisurely into the back kitchen of the western restaurant with his hands behind his back.

back kitchen.

The furnishings inside are clean and tidy, giving people a refreshing feeling without greasy smell.

What should I call you? the middle-aged chef asked.

Xia Yu.

My dear Xia Zhiqiu Yingshu, please take care of me. The middle-aged chef said politely, which surprised the other two helpers in the kitchen.

Go and prepare ingredients for Burgundy red wine stew for 3 people!

Chef Xia Zhiqiu greeted the two assistant chefs. Looking back, he saw Xia Yu was washing his hands carefully in front of the sink. His expression seemed to be fasting, extremely pious, and he did not let go of any possible dirt.

Keeping hands clean is a must for chefs.

Seeing this, Chef Mo Mingjian of Xiazhiqiu was relieved a lot, thinking: Maybe he can give us a surprise?

The helper moved the beef, striped bacon pieces and other accessories, such as large onions and carrots, to the kitchen counter and cleaned them.

Go and prepare the same ingredients again.

While wearing her apron and kitchen hat, Xia Yu casually gave instructions to the two helpers.

Facing the incomprehensible gazes of the helper and Xiazhiqiu chef, Xia Yu smiled, I'm still hungry, and the two female tourists outside didn't get any food, so let's solve it together. I hope my Burgundy Goulash in red wine will satisfy them.

Ask for a recommendation ticket!