Rebirth as a Cooking God

clang--

With a clear knocking sound.

The cooking session begins.

Pssssssss...

Within a few minutes, the sound of pork being fried in oil attracted the attention of the entire audience.

Mito Yumei held a wok with brightly colored pork belly.

The strong taste spread out while Mito Yumei was stirring, and the students in the audience looked fascinated, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

“It smells so good!”

The smell of pork and spices are so entangled!

A taste that directly stimulates the brain's nerves!

Sichuan peppercorn!

Jun Shiomi, Roland Chapel, Xia Yu, and Gin Dojima were all in the guest observation seat.

Roland Chapel said: She used Sichuan peppercorns. This spice not only has a rich aroma and is spicy enough to make the tongue numb, but it can also remove the excess meaty smell of pork!

Shiomi Jun said: This classmate is called Mito Yumei, right? The Sichuan peppercorns she uses are in the form of granules and are in the coarse grinding stage. Compared with the Sichuan peppercorns ground into powder, With pepper noodles, the aroma will be more prominent!”

A group of teachers in the guest seats nodded.

Ooooh!

Rouchan, I'm watching you, come on -

Suddenly, a shocking roar came from the crowd of students. The leader of the ‘Donburi Research Association’, sophomore Kanichi Konishi, ran to the guardrail and waved his arms in an exaggerated way, acting as a cheerleader.

Mito Yumei was rendered speechless, with an embarrassed look on her face.

Take a few deep breaths and ignore the sound of refueling.

How are the others doing?

With the thought lingering in his mind, Mito Yumei, who was stir-frying, raised his head and glanced at the nearby kitchen counter.

not far away.

Kurokiba Ryo had just ground a bowl of spices into uniform powder.

Shua——

He took off the scarf on his right hand and tied it on his forehead. In an instant, the eyes of the originally listless young man with thick dark circles suddenly became sharp, giving off a strong evil aura.

It was an instant transformation from otaku to street delinquent that stunned a crowd.

They are completely different!

What is that guy doing...

Mito Yumei's pupils shrank when she saw Kurokiba Ryo taking out a fresh lobster from the food box.

Then, hold the kitchen knife and let the light shine!

So fast!

So skilled!

Just by observing the back of Kurokiba Ryo handling seafood, Mito Yumei's forehead shed cold sweat, and a heavy stone weighed on his heart.

Pressure!

A nameless power!

In fact, not only Mito Yumei, but also the students at the nearby kitchen tables also looked up with fear on their faces.

Dojima Gin admired it and said: The neat and simple handling method. Is this student Alice's follower? He definitely has rich experience as a front-line chef. These are things that cannot be learned in school.

Xia Yu nodded and turned his gaze to Ryoko Sakaki, who was quietly chopping vegetables with soft eyebrows.

This girl with a gentle temperament also wore a white chef's uniform. She had a plump figure, and her hair and bangs fell on the curves supported by her plump breasts, and poured down to the sides.

This Liangzi is not that Liangzi.

However, comparing Ryoko Sakaki and Ryoko Rina when she is quiet, people can always appreciate her quiet temperament that creates a beautiful picture of its own.

She and Morita Maki were just two delicate and beautiful flowers in the busy venue, unaffected by the outside world.

pity!

Xia Yu gently uttered two words and shook his head gently.

What's a pity? Dojima Gin was stunned.

Her culinary kingdom is a bit narrow. Xia Yu frowned, Koji cuisine is her specialization. Koji Tongqu, which is originally a raw material for brewing, has branches such as rice koji and salt koji...

Brewed food?

Dojima Gin is also thinking.

Suddenly, the venue was filled with commotion.

Hayama Ryo, who has attracted much attention, placed a sea bream head on the kitchen counter and started kneading the dough with baking powder, baking soda and yogurt.

A group of teachers in the guest seats looked disappointed.

Curry with naan? It was a very ordinary combination. The teachers thought Jun Shiomi's students had more creative ideas, but unexpectedly they still succumbed to popular recipes.

However, the cooking process has just begun.

soon.

When Ye Shanliang added various spices to the cooking pot one after another, a scent of spices spread out like a substance.

not enough!

lemon grass!

Ye Shanliang had no expression on his face, grabbed some finely chopped spices and sprinkled them into the cooking pot.

not enough--

Finally, he turned his attention to a glass bottle sitting nearby.

The camera at the venue showed a close-up of the glass bottle at the right time.

Then a few green leaves appeared on the big screen above.

What's this?

The students were stirring and whispering.

Most teachers were confused and pointed at the fresh spices on the screen, unable to recognize them.

“It’s curry leaves!”

A plant of the citrus family, a kind of fantasy spice! Shiomi Jun explained to Roland Chapel next to him with a sullen face. Under his glasses, there was a pair of extremely confused and doubtful eyes.

There is no such fresh fantasy moon orange leaves in her Shiomi personal research institute!

Where did Liang obtain this material?

Jun Shiomi had the urge to rush into the venue to ask what happened, but she clenched the pink fist on her knees tightly and endured it.

Um?

Hearing this, Roland Chapel's old-fashioned face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, was quickly filled with surprise.

boom!

He stood up and said, In this year's Autumn Selection, is there finally a first-year student who can control fantasy ingredients?

From Professor Yuanyue's perspective, Roland Chapel was naturally surprised and delighted.

The magic performance begins.

Opening the cork of the oak bottle with a snap, Ye Shanliang sniffed the smell, gently closed his eyes and felt intoxicated. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, took out two young leaves and threw them into the pot. !

boom

Spice fountain.

The entire Group A venue seemed to be shaking due to the mysterious vibration.

A giant made of a whirlwind of spices stood up, beating his chest with his hands and roaring to the sky, with Hayama Ryo's personal mark shining on his body.

Eh……

The female judge Qian Tao Xia Ya, who was sitting boredly with her legs crossed and hands on the handle of the chair, smelled the smell that soared into the sky and spread in all directions. She straightened her fair neck in an instant, and blue veins loomed on her skin.

It seems that it is still interesting! She muttered to herself with her eyes widened.

The venue turned from noisy to dead silence.

The camera kept switching, with the cameraman looking for the glass bottles placed on the kitchen table by each contestant.

Beep, beep, beep.

The glass bottles and the similar young leaves stunned the photographer.

The teachers in the guest seats also opened their mouths exaggeratedly.

Jun Shiomi, in particular, was petrified on his chair.

Why did so many fresh moon orange leaves appear all of a sudden? She touched her hot forehead and felt that she had read the file incorrectly when she got up this morning and entered another parallel time and space.

That guy Ryo Hayama...

One of the members of the Jisei Lao, the taciturn Jun Imusaki, glanced at Ryo Hayama who was in the limelight. He snorted in his heart and suddenly opened his smoked spice pot. He also sprinkled a few pieces of moon orange in and mixed it with other spices.

call out--

There was a faint sound of strong wind blowing.

The surging aroma formed a haze, shrouding Imusaki Jun, and his figure became blurred.

At this time, Yukihira Soma, who had been sleeping cross-legged on a small stool for an hour, was awakened by the intertwining and colliding aroma of spices in the guild hall. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, scratched his head and stood up.

Ah, is there a war?

Yukihira Soma yawned and opened the lid of a cooking pot on the stove.

Moon Orange Leaves, I have them too!

The corners of his mouth curved with confidence, and he sprinkled leaves into the pot.

But at this time, his expression was slightly stunned.

Because, a real tornado of spices suddenly blew up in the guild hall.

So powerful, yet so heart-warming.

etc!

What's going on with that feeling of racing heart?

Yukihira Soma put one hand on the kitchen counter and covered his heart with the other, his pupils suddenly dilated in surprise.

The third update is here, try to keep updating during the Chinese New Year.