Rebirth as a Cooking God

The night the Shokugeki ended.

The Nakiri family home.

He won.

Commander Yuanyue sat on the corridor and looked at the small pond in the courtyard. The full moon reflected on the water.

Um……

Xia Qing responded on the other end of the phone, I'll ask you to take more care of him. I'm preparing for the next showdown.

The Hong Kong Chefs Alliance and the group...

As long as it's not the dark chef, you don't have to interfere. Just let them investigate.

Hearing this, Commander Yuanyue was startled.

hang up the phone.

Raising his eyebrows, Senzaemon looked back and saw his granddaughter standing at the door of the tea room.

Erina Nakiri had obviously just come back from school, and she hadn't even changed out of her uniform or skirt. She stood at the door and asked in a low voice, Is it Natsu-senpai?

Senzaemon nodded.

Erina, during the summer vacation, you should go to Xia's restaurant for an internship. Alice will also go. He said suddenly.

Erina's face showed no sadness or joy in the shadows.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, Can I bring Fei Sha with me?

I think he'll accept it.

Nakiri Senzaemon Wakayo has a profound meaning.

at the same time.

Polestar dormitory.

In the kitchen late at night, Yukihira Soma, who lost to his father again, did not yell like before. Instead, he sat blankly on the chair with chopsticks, and his thoughts drifted to the prime-time Shokugeki showdown a few hours ago.

An ice-carved peacock shining with five colors of divine light.

The final addition to the sauce puzzle is the must-have dish of the fish and meat collection.

Yukihira Soma can imagine how many people are sleepless tonight, immersed in the carnival of discussions.

How about it, how many times have you lost to me?

Saiba Joichiro stood in front of the dining table with his arms folded.

Shaking his head, the father and son were alone in the kitchen late at night. Some words they had buried in their hearts for a long time finally blurted out at this moment.

Dad...am I really talented?

Yukihira Soma lowered his head slightly and clenched his hands into fists on the table.

Hearing this, Joichiro smiled.

Knew it.

My peers are too dazzling. I am also a freshman in high school, but others are leading all the way. I can only look up at the foot of the mountain, and I can’t even see my back. My sight is blocked by layers of trees, and I can’t even find the way forward. Anyone would be there. I stopped at the foot of the mountain, confused.

Soma, what do you think is your talent? Joichiro asked.

For example, Miss Nakiri's God's Tongue, Miss Tamagawa's Super Hearing, there are too many... Souma Yukihira looked confused.

What about your lecturer Xia's talents?

He was startled for a moment.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen couldn't answer because Xia Yu never deliberately showed off his talent.

He just cooks and serves food.

talent?

That kind of thing is just a cooking tool.

The eyes gradually brightened. Yukihira Souma understood something.

I hate talking about talent and talent all the time!

Joichiro put away his smile and put on a rare serious expression, A talent that is too dazzling will cover up the hard work and sweat behind a chef! At a time and place you don't know, they are practicing and flexing their muscles. Passion for cooking.”

Miss Nakiri, Miss Tamagawa, have you ever seen their efforts?

How much do you know about the efforts behind your instructor Xia's victory over Miss Tamagawa?

With that said, Joichiro stepped forward and patted his son on the shoulder.

So, don't easily use talent and talent to summarize a chef's performance. That would be a blinder, blocking your own vision. More importantly, when you think that a certain chef's performance comes from talent, Chuangzhen, You will subconsciously develop a laziness mentality, and you can't help but think back and forth about whether you can catch up with others if you have no talent...

Yukihira Soma opened his mouth, unable to argue.

In my opinion, my son is the strongest!

Then, Yukihira's father gave a thumbs up and winked at his stunned son.

After sitting for a while, Yukihira Soma stood up full of energy, Dad, let's compete again, a real duel. This time I will show you my progress this semester!

after an hour.

When Yukihira Soma brought a plate of food, Joichiro took a spoon and tasted it, and his face suddenly showed surprise.

Bang!

The spoon fell on the dinner plate. Joichiro looked at his son closely and asked, ...is it the prototype of a chef's heart?

Hey!

Taking off the white scarf on his head, Yukihira Soma smiled brightly and said, Bad hospitality!

…

Shopping Street.

A night of silence.

After returning from Yuanyue, Xia Yu went straight to the living room of the store and fell asleep.

I woke up in a daze during the day, stretched and looked at the alarm clock on my bedside.

ha.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile. It was already past twelve o'clock at noon. It was such a strange lazy sleep. Ever since he devoted himself to the world of cooking, Xia Yu had never gotten up so late. There was no time when he didn't seize the time to soak in the kitchen. God's space, greedily absorbing all kinds of cooking knowledge.

Get up, lazily wash up, and go downstairs to cook yourself a meal.

Breakfast and lunch combined.

But when he went to the ingredients warehouse, Xia Yu was dumbfounded. The shelves were empty. There were only a few bags of quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, and there was not a piece of meat. When making pasta, there would be no soup. Just thinking about it, he must have had a spoiled appetite. Unable to swallow.

There is no need to visit the branch.

The reason is very simple, because Xia's restaurant has been closed for at least a month. Xia Yu cleaned up the ingredients before leaving for Kamakura. He has been staying at Morita's house for the past two days since he came back. He is busy eating halberds and has not resumed normal business. Where do the ingredients come from?

“Let’s resume business tomorrow!”

Scratching his head, Xia Yu could only go to Morita's house for a meal.

Afterwards, he chatted with Maki at Morita's house and surfed the Internet on Twitter. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when he returned home.

When I got home, there was a car parked outside the door.

Xia Yu glanced in and immediately put away his lazy look, with a smile on his lips.

boom.

The car door opened, and Nobu Tamagawa, the governor of the Tamagawa family of the Four Imperial Family, got out first.

Chef Xia!

Tamagawa Shin bowed ninety degrees.

Even though Xia Yu was much younger than him, even younger than his two daughters, he did not dare to neglect her at all.

After all, those who are experts in the food industry come first, and the chefs who have mastered the must-have recipes are as if they are superior in the pyramid system of this realm. Tamagawa Nobu is only a 'super two-star', and is still far away from a 'super three-star', let alone a must-kill field above three-star.

Hello, Mr. Tamagawa.

Xia Yu nodded.

Of course he knew why Tamagawa Shin came.

There was no movement from another guest in the car. Tamagawa Shin stood there for a while, then looked embarrassed and knocked on the car window.

then.

A beautiful woman got out of the car.

Compared to before the showdown between Shokugeki, this woman's halo was much dimmed. She wore light makeup, which could not hide the haggard look on her face. She also had dark circles under her eyes. Her eyes had lost their previous arrogance, just like an arrogant cat. claws.

The reward for the food halberd has arrived.