Rebirth as a Cooking God

An informal meal without judges happened quietly and ended quietly.

As a matter of fact, in the food industry, there are innumerable events happening every day. Except for a few people involved, this private event of Xia's Chinese Cuisine Restaurant is unknown.

Waiter, I want a tea and pastry set!

This side also...

There is no more tea, please add more tea, waiter!

After nine o'clock in the morning, the restaurant welcomes a group of customers who love green tea and snacks.

Anya, Mu Xiaoyue, and Morita Maki were busy at the front desk, while Xia Yu and Beijo Miyoko were in the back kitchen, chatting without a word.

At twelve noon, when the last table of guests was sent away, Xia Yu personally cooked a large table of farewell banquets, entertained Anya and Mu Xiaoyue, and made them full.

Standing at the door of the store, I watched the two Chinese ladies dragging their suitcases away. They had a flight at two o'clock in the afternoon. They rushed to the airport at this time, and the schedule was a little tight, so everyone didn't have extra hypocritical greetings.

Anyway, I added Weibo and WeChat, so I can communicate on the Internet at any time.

Xia Yu couldn't help laughing at the thought of Mu Xiaoyue patted her chest at the dinner table just now and assured him that she would write a second food travel note after returning to China to promote the boldness of Xia's small shop.

Glanced back into the store.

Maki Morita was taking the initiative to clean up the dishes, while Miyoko Kitajo was sitting on a mahogany chair with her head bowed, shock remaining on her face.

At the lunch table just now, under the repeated begging of Anya and Mu Xiaoyue, Xia Yu could only fully show her cooking skills, and made a dish of luminous hibiscus crab meat eggs, so this dish was eliminated first. It is conceivable that Miyoko Hojo, who had luminous cooking, was shocked.

Just as he was about to turn around and enter the store, there was a sound of a car engine coming to a stop behind him from far to near.

It's a delivery pickup truck.

boom!

The door of the passenger seat was opened, and a young man in a suit jumped out of the car, commanding several black-clothed men who came with the car, holding a ballpoint pen, ticking off on the document sheet.

Baskets and baskets of vegetables, aquatic products and colorful ingredients were well packaged and moved into the backyard of Xia's shop in an orderly manner by the strong men in black.

Mr. Xia Yu, here is today's ingredient list, please check if there is anything missing.

The capable young man walked up to Xia Yu and was very polite.

Look carefully, on the chest of the young man's suit, there is a small and exquisite dark gold coat of arms, on which the three letters IGO shine brightly in the sunlight.

You can just call me Ayu. Xia Yu signed the form casually.

No, a chef, regardless of his age, must maintain the most basic courtesy.

Kyosuke Itou, an IGO staff member, said so.

Xia Yu shrugged.

These days, he often orders ingredients at the IGO ingredients street. As the business of the small shop improves day by day, Xia Yu is more willing to spend money on ordering ingredients.

The reason why the restaurant has quickly established a reputation in the ACG circle is because of his cooking skills on the one hand, and on the other hand, the factor of ingredients cannot be ignored.

All the ingredients that are well received by the IGO store are used. How can the taste of the products be poor.

Kyosuke Anteng was in charge of the distribution of ingredients in Taito District, and Xia Yu became familiar with him after coming and going.

During the chat, a few strong men in black came out quickly, Kyosuke Iteng held the folder and waved to him before getting into the car.

So the pick-up truck and a black van left quickly.

Back in the store, he looked at the list and counted the ingredients stacked in the small courtyard. Xia Yu called the strong Kitajo Miyoko and asked her to sort them into categories and put the aquatic products and meat into the freezer first.

Hiss, how many days do you plan to store so many ingredients? Miyoko Kitajo questioned.

How many days? It's not bad if it can be used for one day!

Xia Yu knew Miyoko Hojo's question, and shook her head with a smile. Despite the small size of Xia's Restaurant, the customer flow was terrifying, and the ingredients consumed in a day were several times that of ordinary restaurants.

You will know when it opens at six o'clock.

Without further explanation, Xia Yu simply processed the ingredients with Kitajo Miyoko.

Cut meat, bones, etc., and store them well.

The freshwater fish are still alive and kicking, so the well water is fetched, thrown into the reservoir, and the oxygen machine is turned on to raise them first.

Put the vegetables in a cool place in the stairwell first, pay attention to watering and save them, and put them in the refrigerator after processing.

After finishing the routine work every day, before I knew it, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

Miyoko Kitajo wiped the sweat off her forehead, and when she went out from the backyard, she was startled by the crowd of people in front of the store.

A long queue stretched from the storefront, at least a hundred people were queuing.

These days, Xia Yu has gained experience in business. During the period from 12:00 noon to 6:00 pm, the small shop no longer sells tea and pastry set meals, otherwise the store will be crowded with people until it closes at midnight.

Miyoko!

In just one day, Xia Yu casually called Miyoko Kitajo's name. Miyoko also retracted her paws in front of him, becoming humble and very obedient.

The chef's world is so simple, the strong are respected, and the best come first. Miyoko Kitajo studied and lived at Totsuki Academy known as Chef's Hell, so she can better understand this cruel law of competition.

The kitchen is cooking broth, please help me watch it, I'll go out for a walk— Xia Yu untied her apron, and while she was handling the ingredients, the apron was inevitably stained with blood.

Okay! Hojo Miyoko replied, resolutely, and immediately entered the kitchen.

Thumbs up!

Xia Yu couldn't be more satisfied with this helper.

His body is stronger than a boy's, and his personality is also like a boy's. He is persevering and has a strong heart, so he doesn't have to worry about calling it.

And the direction of specialization is Chinese cuisine.

No matter how you look at it, you are an assistant from heaven!

Usually at this time, Xia Yu would be nestled in the kitchen preparing the ingredients for the stall, and couldn't be idle for a second. Now that he has a helper, he wants to be quiet during the leisure time in the afternoon, be a quiet and handsome man, and wander around the old shopping street.

So going out from the store, Xia Yu enjoyed the attention of the crowd.

After he took off his apron and chef uniform, he wore simple casual home clothes. Although his temperament was far more mature than his peers, his youthful face could not deceive anyone.

The crowd pointed and pointed, probably thinking that he was a part-time employee of a restaurant.

There are also familiar diners waving to him. It was a few women who were still wearing cosplay costumes. One of them leaned over and asked with twinkling eyes, Excuse me, are you open today?

The girl wore colored contact lenses, and her big eyes sparkled. Xia Yu scratched the side of her face. How should I put it, in order to avoid being watched, he did not reveal his identity as the chef, Yes, you can order food at six o'clock.

Wow--

Knowing that he is a staff member of the small shop, several girls immediately surrounded him and asked him.

What's on the menu today?

Hey, do you still have the candied sweet potatoes from a few days ago? I really want to eat it again, and I came here by tram before the exhibition ended today!

What kind of candied sweet potato are you eating? I want to eat fish! A large bowl of pickled fish is enough for us to eat!

Not only this group of female cosplayers, but also the people in the queue pricked up their ears as if to listen.

“The menu is a secret!”

Xia Yu didn't answer, and squeezed out of the crowd to leave.

Ask for a recommendation ticket!