Rebirth as a Cooking God

Nakiri Erina hurried back to the kitchen, just in time to meet Xia Yu who had just returned from the outside.

Xia Yu went back to the shop to get some materials and put them in a basket.

What aroused Erina's curiosity was that Xia Yu was holding a basket in his right hand and a small bag of flour in his left.

The main ingredient of pasta is flour.

Flour is divided into low-gluten flour, medium-gluten flour and high-gluten flour. For Erina who has undergone professional training, as long as she knows what kind of flour Xia Yu uses, she can roughly guess what kind of cooking he is going to cook.

Low-gluten flour, making cakes, biscuits and egg tarts.

All-purpose flour is mostly used in making Chinese snacks, such as steamed buns, steamed buns, dumplings and noodles.

High-gluten flour is suitable for making dough, such as puff pastry and puff pastry.

Nakiri Erina didn't say a word, and followed Xia Yu's ass all the way to the kitchen, staring at him for a moment, watching him pour the flour into a large basin.

All-purpose flour?

The flour in the basin was milky white. Erina immediately determined the type of flour, and couldn't help thinking, Is he really going to make Chinese pastry...

Quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

Since it is Chinese pastry, then returning to Xia Yu's old business should not cause any major problems.

But Xia Yu just poured out the flour, did not add water to knead the noodles, but turned his head and continued cooking the dishes ordered by the guests.

Time passed bit by bit.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was only 3 hours before the end of the review, Nakiri Erina finally couldn't hold back, grabbed Xia Yu during the free time and asked, Have you not conceived your own recipe yet?

In fact, Xia Yu was conceiving.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Erina tugged at his arm, Xia Yu suddenly woke up like a sleepwalker.

Hey!

Xia Yu was helpless, and finally seized the time to practice in the God of Cooking space, why did this little girl suddenly become annoying. He couldn't laugh or cry, pointed to his forehead, and said: Miss Erina, I'm thinking, can you leave me alone?

The 'God's Tongue' immediately let go, his lips murmured, and the words of apology were finally silenced because of Tsundere.

At this time, Kobayashi Gendan came trotting from the storefront with panic written on his face.

Xia, Lecturer Xia, something is wrong!

The second seat, who loves to eat snacks and is eccentric, said in an anxious tone at this moment: Yesterday, that 'eating demon' is here again!

who?!

Xia Yu, Erina and Ryoko Lina Qiqi turned their heads and stared at him.

Kobayashi Longdan said anxiously: It's that Masi!

hiss.

Erina couldn't help taking a breath. The situation is already very bad, if that guy makes trouble again, the review will simply judge it as unqualified, so there is no need to struggle in vain.

The resentment towards Mars in the 'God's Tongue' suddenly rose to the level of hatred.

Did he come here to mess things up? Liangzi Lina also showed an annoyed expression.

No, no!

Rindou Kobayashi waved his hand and said, Isshiki has already taken him to private room No. 1, sharing the same private room with Minister Shen Yuan and Governor Tamagawa.

So he came to eat...

A smiling voice was extremely abrupt in the tense atmosphere.

Xia Yu was the easiest one.

how?

Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of the three of them, Xia Yu shrugged, Come here, there's no reason not to do door-to-door business. Long Dan, you go to checkout, just say I'll make him a special Personalized Paella.

Is it just one serving? And...paella again?

A few people were at a loss, Xia Yu had already turned around to prepare the ingredients.

How much do you charge? Kobayashi Rindou asked.

Let him give as he pleases.

Xia Yu said casually.

Cooking a paella while taking orders from other guests can take another hour before you know it.

Erina, bring the paella yourself. Xia Yu turned around, glanced at the tin foil bag on the charcoal stove, and put a freshly fried Qingjiang vegetable on a plate, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

It's ten o'clock at night.

The peak dining period has passed, and the customers who couldn't make it to the queue must have left long ago.

Xia Yu doesn't need to go online, he knows that there must be a lot of scolding on the Internet, and those gourmet media may be the leaders of the trend in order to gain popularity.

In a word, as much praise as you receive, you have to withstand as much slander as you can.

In terms of serving Xia's branch, it really doesn't work.

In terms of environment, it is only above the standard line, far from being excellent.

But sticking to the point of food was enough for Xia Yu.

What, restaurant ratings?

Xia Yu hasn't considered any ratings for a long time. The rating of this store is stopped at two stars, and the branch is newly opened, so it is simply zero stars. But does this prevent giants such as Mas, Dojima Gin, and Kanbara Masato from being full of praise for the food? ?

When he arrives at the super-class and prestige neon, he doesn't need any restaurant ratings, the store, branches and even the shopping street in the future will still have a lot of guests.

This is the fame effect!

Without taking off the apron, Xia Yu finally faced the kitchen counter where the flour was placed, took a deep breath, and planned to use it for another hour to communicate with the God of Cooking space and practice his hands.

From 11:00 to 12:00 in the middle of the night, I will really knead the noodles by hand.

However, before that, some preparatory work has to be done, otherwise there is not enough time.

Make soup!

Take pork thigh bones and chicken skeletons, wash them carefully after boiling them in hot water, put them into a large pot together, and turn on the fire.

At the same time, Xia Yu brought a large and a small white linen bag.

Small burlap bags, filled with spices, pepper, grass fruit, cinnamon, pepper, meat, dried ginger, cumin, etc.

Xia Yu did not strictly follow the recipes for the specific dosage and ratio of spices, but quietly optimized and calculated them using [Spice Inequality], but he also strived for the original taste. In short, rely on your own practical experience to handle the details.

The big burlap bags are filled with cabbage leaves, scallions, onions, carrots, corn, garlic, etc. Of course, these are all processed, cut into sections or cubes, and boiled in the soup.

At this point, the recipes in Xia Yu's mind diverged.

One kind of noodle calls for an authentic rich broth, while the other calls for a strong seafood flavor.

So, Xia Yu didn't plan to add anything to it, and boiled the soup first, and then proceeded to the subsequent steps separately.

...

boom!

Opening the translucent paper sliding door of the box, Nakiri Erina held a tray, on which was a bag of steaming paella.

Mas, Masato Kanbara and Yuriko Tamagawa were chatting.

The mayor of Tokyo is a middle-aged woman, about the same age as Masato Kanbara, with good looks and charm.

Erina!

Yuriko Tamagawa waved cordially to the 'God's Tongue'.

Aunt Yuchuan.

Nakiri Erina sat cross-legged respectfully.

Mas took the tinfoil bag, peeled off the sealing tape, and said curiously:

Paella again. Is there any difference between today's paella and yesterday's?

When the words fell, the bag mouth was loosened.

Still hot and cold breath gushes out.

Masi's complexion changed slightly. The relaxed and curious expression at the beginning disappeared and turned into a deep and dignified expression.

He didn't take the spoon immediately, but carefully inhaled a wisp of flavor with his eyes fascinated.

However, just such a small breath made his pupils slack.

It's different!

As if talking in sleep, Ma Si didn't even know what he was whispering.

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