Rebirth as a Cooking God

Morita Maki is still describing her cooking techniques in detail.

There are many ways to make this kind of dessert, the most common ones are French Mille-feuille and French-style Mille-feuille Apple Pie.

Without a solid pastry foundation, Maki would naturally not be able to make such a delicious mille-feuille pie crust.

As the outer layer covering the Secret Garden, the taste is of course very important.

In short, starting from the dough and ending with the hollandaise sauce seasoning, this 'Crispy Fish Pie' is full of details, just the dough and the way the fish fillets are processed, the people in Jixingliao are stunned .

Complicated but delicate, dizzying, even suffocating skills!

finally.

Except for Yoshino Yuki who finished her portion, the other plates were filled with relatively complete and almost untouched 'Crispy Fish Pie'.

Actually, my recipe has also been improved. Salmon is the best main ingredient. I have tried my best to incorporate the fish into the dishes. Morita Maki frowned, and scanned a few almost untouched dishes plate, Isn't it delicious?

No, no!

Tian Suohui looked like he was about to cry, and stuttered, Yes, yes, it's so delicious! Maki-chan!

Then why did you only take one bite?

Isshiki Kei, Tian Suohui, Sakaki Ryoko and others looked at each other without conscious doubts about Maki.

Hey, Maki-chan! Ryoko Sakaki, a girl with a big sister personality, smiled a little stiffly, and forcibly explained: Because, because we were so happy after eating your food...so we don't have to eat it next!

Happy? You have to cry.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen curled his lips aside.

For some reason, when he was eating, he suddenly thought of the female classmate who often came to Xingping restaurant, that cute girl with refreshing short hair and beautiful big eyes.

Mayumi Kurase.

Silently reading the name, Xing Ping Chuangzhen was a little lost in thought.

He was awakened by a scream.

Turning his head to look, Xing Ping Chuangzhen was also taken aback.

Morita Maki, who turned black without warning, took the plate, and was chasing Tiansuo Hui who was running around in a panic like a bunny, and cornered Tiansuo Hui to the corner, forked up a sliced ​​'crispy fish pie' with a smile stuffed into Tian Suohui's mouth.

Well!

Tian Suohui's big eyes quickly filled with tears, It's delicious, it's so delicious! But I really don't want to eat it anymore!

These are delicious tears, but also the tears of happiness when the soul is exported.

Seeing this, including Xing Ping Chuangzhen, everyone dispersed, the scene was like a flock of frightened birds.

Everyone rushed to escape, and in the Jixingliao kitchen, only the collapsed Tian Suohui and the blackened Morita Maki who fed her were left in the kitchen.

Another thing worth mentioning is that they said no, but when Isshihui, Sakaki Ryoko and the others ran away, they took their own dinner plates with them.

There are no scheduled judging sessions.

Jixingliao Midnight Theater came to an abrupt end.

...

Xia Yu hilariously turned off the phone video, turned to the dumbfounded Aoki Sota, and shrugged.

Aoki Sota turned back his expression, rubbed his chin and said: When will my 'ghost-faced monk' cuisine have such power. Let the diners enjoy, but at the same time deeply fear...Happy and painful!

Absolutely not! The corner of Xia Yu's mouth twitched, Let's go to the end of the road of happiness, pain or something, whoever wants to eat it!

It makes sense!

Aoki Sota nodded, Is it pure taste?

He then rubbed his belly and said with a chuckle: A plate of roast chicken is just a sacrifice to the teeth. Next, I will trouble you to make a few more shiny dishes. I will pay for it!

no problem!

There is no reason not to work for the VIP guests delivered to your door. Xia Yu returned to the kitchen, started working, working!

...

Jixing Liao, Room 205.

Two empty plates are on the table.

Yisehui and Xingping Chuangzhen knelt on the floor face to face, and it took a long time to digest the spiritual impact of the 'Crispy Fish Pie'.

Smacking his lips, chasing the aftertaste in his mouth, Xingping Chuangzhen is sweet all over.

Morita is amazing! Xing Ping Chuangzhen murmured.

Yeah, a monster!

Yishihui felt the same, and clenched the fork tightly, The meticulous cooking skills, combined with the strong heart of the chef...she will definitely shine in the autumn selection!

Did I lose again?

Xing Ping Chuangzhen lowered his face.

Mr. Chuangzhen, you lost because of the chef's intentions. Yisehui opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, so he could only say, In terms of cooking skills alone, your free and eclectic cooking skills, and Maki-chan's meticulous cooking skills, in fact, there is no obvious distinction between good and bad.

The key is the chef's heart!

This is what I'm pursuing too! Isshiki said with a complex expression, The guy at the first table is taking the path of dedicating himself and serving cooking. But Maki-chan is taking the path of conveying love through food.

The first table comprehends the heart of 'serving', and the future Maki-chan will also understand the heart of 'love'. Yishihui sighed, It's really a foul for such a thing as the heart of a chef!

yes!

Xing Pingchuang really cares about each other.

I'm afraid that only the 'extreme' taste can suppress dishes with a heart...

Extreme taste? Don't think too much. Just stand in front of your eyes.

Um.

...

Early the next morning.

On the second day of school, Xia Yu woke up early, prepared a hearty lunch for herself, then stepped on her bicycle and went to school leisurely.

There is actually nothing to say about the leisurely daily life. However, it is worth mentioning that starting today, when enjoying lunch in a corner of the campus, Sakamoto and Hideki Nishimura will also be indispensable.

In addition to communicating with the God of Cooking space and practicing cooking skills, Xia Yu is also working hard to deepen his understanding of [Spice Inequality].

in class one day.

He chatted with Morita Maki on line.

Miss Nakiri Erina is really ruthless! Morita Maki said, Today she had a halberd battle with Hayashi Gota, the senior of the 'Sumo Nabe Research Association', and Miss Erina's 'Langling Shrimp Dumpling' She won almost without bloodshed... and then, the entire 'Sumo Nabe Research Association' was crushed by her!

Morita Maki also sent pictures.

Some of the personal photos of Nakiri Erina made Xia Yu look at them for a long time.

It has to be said that God's Tongue, who was dressed in a white chef's uniform, has a kind of pure and pure temperament. The long golden hair that was originally loose is tied into a single ponytail, and the whole person is refreshed and clean all of a sudden.

The flowers of the halberd are already blooming, Maki, you must continue to work hard!

Xia Yu replied, and Maki then replied with a smiley face, Ayu, let's work together!

With the phone locked and stuffed into his pocket, Xia Yu felt that someone was stabbing his waist with a pen, so he couldn't help turning his head to look, only to see Hideki Nishimura frantically gesturing to him with anxious looks on his face.

The atmosphere in the classroom is a bit cold.

Well.

Realizing what happened, Xia Yu looked up, and sure enough, a bald, middle-aged male English teacher was on the podium, staring at him for a moment, Student Xia Yu?

Facing the seating chart and finding Xia Yu's name, the English teacher said with a straight face, Please translate the short essay I just talked about.

All of them?

right.

Xia Yu picked up the textbook and began to translate smoothly.

Sit back after a while, and the class continues.

Nishimura Hideki whispered beside him: So you are attending the class!

Listen to the class? Xia Yu shook his head, focusing on the draft pad he kept at hand. Several consecutive pages of blank paper were filled with various symbols or letters representing spices.

At the same time, in the chef's space.

Let the system release bottles of spices, and these spice bottles are neatly arranged on the kitchen counter in rows and columns.

Xia Yu's eyes were covered with a black cloth. Standing in front of the kitchen counter, he picked up a spice bottle at random and sniffed the scent, Huh? It has a strong lemon fragrance, but it's not dried lemon slices. There is a faint Earthy and grassy...

It's lemongrass!

The answer is correct. The system said mechanically, Please tell me how to use the lemongrass.

So Xia Yu gathered words and began a long speech.