Rebirth as a Cooking God

The two girls stood on the left and right, but did not dare to get too close to the stove and the red pot.

One holds a vacuum sterile bottle containing egg liquid, which contains clear egg yolks. The egg whites have been cleaned and stored separately by Xia Yu before. The other holds a plate with jeweled meat cubes that are still fragrant.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

Waving the spatula with both hands, the young man looked attentive. It was obvious that the pot was covered in flames, and it was impossible for the naked eye to see through the sea of ​​​​fire to see the condition of the rice inside, but he seemed to be in control of everything. His strong self-confidence aura made Dojima Gin and Saiha Joichiro lost his voice.

What will he do next?

Pour the diced meat and egg liquid directly?

Because he didn't know the situation of the rice, even Zhu Qing, who was a chef, was confused.

The flame not only blocks the line of sight, but the heat also blocks the chef's senses.

To put it simply, if Zhu Qing were in front of the stove, he would probably be able to just watch the rice being burned by the flames and charred.

If you use 'qi'...

Suddenly, a wave of confusion appeared in Zhu Qing's eyes.

Pour the diced meat!

said the boy.

The childhood sweetheart who was eagerly awaiting the meal immediately stepped forward, the plate tilted, and the diced meat fell down one by one, disappearing in the flames in the blink of an eye as if being swallowed up. The girl turned away with sweat on her face.

Egg liquid, pour it!

Another girl with golden hair came up, her face was also covered with sweat, but she bit her lip and poured out the last drop of egg liquid.

During this period, Xia Yu never stopped waving the shovel.

The higher the temperature, the faster you have to stir. Otherwise, if the ingredients are in contact with the red inner wall of the iron pot for even half a second, it will be completely destroyed without any room for rescue.

But it’s not just the inner wall that burns ingredients.

The flames on the pot are also burning and roasting the ingredients. Therefore, at this time, the rice, diced meat and egg liquid in the Chinese iron pot are simply being attacked by high temperatures from both sides. No wonder Lin Chef Zhu Qing feels troubled. In this case, unless you have special skills, you are wasting precious forbidden ingredients.

Huh?!

Nakiri Erina held the empty vacuum bottle and stepped back, but Hideme stared at Natsu Yu's spinning right arm and let out a surprised sound.

Yes.

The arms rotate while holding the spatula.

This technique of faintly drawing a circle gives a group of relatives and friends a strong sense of familiarity.

Ah, isn't this some kind of pastry cooking skill? Tazoe and Morita Maki were also surprised.

Can White Snake Transformation be used like this?

Zhu Qing's little mouth simply opened to its limit.

Tamagawa Ayaka suddenly said: A few months ago, in the special examination, he also used similar techniques to cook the Four Gods of Bliss Porridge. At that time, the earthen pot was just as hot, and he used similar techniques of rotating and drawing circles. It is to make the ingredients move in rapid rotation to avoid staying in one temperature zone for too long and causing them to become scorched.”

It turns out to be a small way to control the heat! Saiba Joichiro nodded.

For some reason, Nakiri Kiku looked at the boy holding a spatula and stirring the red pot of fried rice, as if he were watching a master of cursive calligraphy writing on the ground, giving people a sense of harmonious rhythm.

The magnanimity of a master!

This comment suddenly popped into my head.

Nakiri Thistle's face twitched.

alright!

The young man suddenly said, everyone was surprised, but they saw the young man waved the spatula vigorously with both hands, and then there was a shiny object, which broke through the flames of the pot noodles and fell into the container that had been prepared next to the stove.

Whoa, the spatula waved again, and the second ball of hot fried rice fell down in a wonderful arc with little bits of flames.

And so on.

The spatula was swung a dozen times in just a few seconds.

When the last ball of fried rice left the red pot carrying the flame, Xia Yu's arms suddenly dropped, and the muscles and nerves that had been tense for about half an hour finally relaxed at this moment.

finished!

Throwing away the spatula and looking at the fried rice in the stainless steel container, Xia Yu suddenly had a smile on his face.

have a look!

Zhu Qing was the first to dodge.

“It doesn’t smell burnt!”

Sniffing the smell that hit their nostrils, Dojima Gin and Saiba Joichiro looked at each other in surprise, then strode forward and surrounded the cooking table.

Really succeeded?!

Nakiri Kiku was suspicious. When he came closer, the cooking table was surrounded by people. He had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and look towards the cooking table. Suddenly, he seemed to have seen a horrifying scene. Shocked.

In the crowd, Xia Yu was just laughing while listening to the noisy discussion.

Picking up the first porcelain bowl, Morita Maki handed him a spoon. Xia Yu took the spoon and picked up a large spoonful of fried rice in the container. The kitchen suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes invariably focused on the crystal clear fried rice on the spoon.

The diced pork and rice are distinct.

Moreover, the dishes are obviously different from the dishes of Golden Inlaid Jade.

This time's fried rice, the diced pork and rice grains seemed to be faintly surrounded by a layer of flame.

But if you look closely, this coat does not exist, it seems to be just an illusion.

A hallucination?

Looking at Xia Yu's bowl, everyone swallowed their saliva.

Which of you wants it?

Xia Yu handed over a bowl filled with fried rice.

I'll come first! Zhu Qing shouted and took the porcelain bowl. She even brought a small spoon. While taking the bowl, she scooped up a mouthful of fried rice and put it under her eyes to observe.

oh--

I couldn't help but sigh.

Only after seeing it up close did Zhu Qing understand what the 'flame coat' he just saw was. In fact, it was just a thin layer of grease, but it could not be ignored. The fat is translucent with a faint flash of flame, which adds a lot of color to the dishes.

But is it just decoration?

Open your mouth and swallow with doubt!

Cough, cough!

Her fair and pretty face turned red instantly. Zhu Qing held her rice in her mouth and was caught off guard, as if she had swallowed an exploding volcano. She immediately bent over and coughed violently, sweating like rain. It was more painful than pouring pepper water.

Huh, huh.

But soon, Zhu Qing freed up one hand to pat her sizable chest, and refused the support of Tadokoroe and Tamagawa Misa.

No, no need.

Speaking vaguely, Zhu Qing was chewing rice grains carefully.

Click, click, click.

A crisp breaking sound.

The diced meat was broken into pieces, and the hot juice seemed to seep into the pores. Zhu Qing's delicate body trembled and she continued to chew.

The rice grains wrapped in the egg coat were broken.

The crispy fragrance of eggs and rice broke through her mouth and nose, and she let out a breath of hot breath. She immediately put the porcelain bowl down, leaving the spoon in the bowl, and ran away with her face covered. A slightly panicked voice came from the corridor:

I'm going to the bathroom, don't touch my bowl...

A few drops of fragrant sweat sprinkled in the air.

Everyone looked at each other.

Xia Yu chuckled secretly. The golden frame was invincible, and it was indeed an overdose.

It’s a dose that even Chef Lin can’t resist.

He took a porcelain bowl and filled it with a second bowl of hot rice. He glanced at his relatives and friends with eyes that he thought were pure, ...Which one of you wants it?

A group of people could not help but retreat in fear.

Seeing Zhu Qing's taste reaction, everyone hesitated.

I come!

I want!

Two clear voices almost simultaneously.

People looked at Erina with golden hair, and then at Maki Morita with long straight black hair.

The two people seemed to be competing, looking at each other with a strange twinkle in their eyes.

Okay, you all can eat and watch. Xia Yu handed out the bowl of rice first, without looking at who received it, and turned around to fill up the third bowl.