Rebirth as a Cooking God

Li Han was so frightened that the fist he had just raised to swing froze in mid-air.

Damn it!

Close your eyes, then open them.

There is still a green bamboo boat in the field of vision.

At this time, Li Han saw the No. 1 cooking station, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The steamed buns from several large steamers were unloaded by Zhu Qing and Xia Yu, and placed one by one in the bamboo boats across the kitchen table, so the steamed buns just came out of the oven were letting out the heat, and the mist overlapped.

Wow! Wow!

For no apparent reason, my ears heard the faint sound of water.

The wind is high and the waves are rough.

A scribe wearing a lun scarf stood at the bow of the ship, holding a shining golden sacrificial inscription. The table in front of him was filled with steaming buns.

On the deck, there were a forest of flags, and the officers and soldiers lowered their heads slightly, with expressions of compassion, obviously in memory of the heroes who died in the battle.

Soldier, rest in peace...

A long and faint chant.

At the same time, standing beside the scribe, a chef wearing commoner clothes and holding a dragon badge in his hand raised his eyes and stared at this place.

Li Han's body was shaken, and he felt as if he was standing on a warship riding the wind and waves. His head was actually a little dizzy. He leaned back and hit his butt against the still very hot Chinese iron pot.

The high temperature burned his buttocks, and Li Han jumped up excitedly, breaking free from the illusion and waking up.

ah!

The slap on the butt and the scream were unknown whether it was due to shock or the burn, but at this time no one paid attention to the embarrassed Mr. Li.

Everyone is attracted to the No. 1 cooking station.

Huh? Use bamboo boats to load buns?

Nakiri Senzaemon opened his eyes.

That's it! Sage Karl nodded and said, I'm talking about the finals, why did we invite craftsmen? It turns out that they are making the costumes on site! It's interesting, let's go and have a look!

Among the three dragon giants present, Yan Qi had the most exaggerated expression, as if he had witnessed an incredible event.

Bamboo boats and... steamed buns?!

On the mountain platform of Totsuki's Autumn Leaf Hunting Conference, Souma Yukihira pointed at the mist-shrouded snacks on the TV screen and shouted.

Wow…

In the guest seats, many Chinese chefs stood up.

This, this is!

White, black, green, red, four-color buns, how come I thought of a terrible legend! A chef sweated on his forehead.

Not to mention the stunned guests, in the corner of the auditorium, Qi Nan, the manager of Danfei Building, and Shen He, the chef, started a discussion.

Chef Shen, are you sure? Qi Nan gasped.

Shen He said in shock: I'm very sure! This is another ancient recipe in the pastry field, and it is of the supreme level. The recipe is far more complicated than Golden Smile!

After all, there are many stories from the glorious era of Chinese food industry a hundred years ago that have been passed down orally to modern times.

Chefs in the Chinese world have heard of Golden Smile, and naturally they have also heard of the supreme recipe that represents the secret of the Poirot Family Pastry.

It's the Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Soothing Steamed Buns!

It's also called - Soul Resurrection Pack!

Finally, the giant Lin finally revealed the answer to the mystery.

Yu Hong, the Lin giant led by Longzhen Restaurant, murmured.

Soul Pack! That's right!

In the seats on the eighth floor, the two Lin giants Yan Mo and Hongyi were dumbfounded.

I understand! the little fairy Wu Yingying suddenly shouted, No wonder he came to ask about the secret of Yin Yang and Five Elements a few days ago. It turned out that he planned to completely recreate the ancient recipe that represents the supreme secret of the Bailuo family!

In an inconspicuous restaurant far away in Shu, Mr. Xia, who was watching the live broadcast of the finals with great interest, stood up in shock. The long wooden stool fell over. He ignored it and stared at the TV while reading out the imprint on the front of the four-color buns. The simple Chinese characters of:

White Tiger!

Suzaku!

Azure Dragon!

Xuanwu!

Another voice echoed with Mr. Xia from a distance:

The four spirits, the four divine beasts, suppress the four directions of south, east, north and west... to achieve a balance in the underworld! In the White Jade Tower in Ouchi, headed by the dragon head, all of them, regardless of their cooking skills, men, women, old or young, were all in a state of stupidity.

Is this, is this true? A chef actually restored the legendary thing! Some female disciples even covered their mouths, and their eyes quickly filled with tears of excitement.

Anyone who sees the legendary recipe that they have heard about many times since they were young, turning into concrete, real dishes that can be seen with the eyes, and living in front of their eyes, will probably be extremely excited——

Traveled through time and space!

Not to mention the reaction off the court.

On the playing field.

What does this smell like!

It captured me!

The steamed buns came out of the cage and were placed on the bamboo boat, and the flavor wafted out. The five mysterious judges immediately lost their souls. Each of them seemed to have been cast a spell of enchantment, and they moved forward mechanically and gathered at table No. 1.

Xia Yu and Zhu Qing, one on the left and one on the right, stood on both sides of the bamboo boat to welcome this special group of diners.

Want to try it? Xia Yu asked with a smile.

Why! Mr. Nuliang did not answer, but asked suspiciously, These buns seem to have a mysterious force attracting us!

That's right! I can hardly control my unicorn arms! The red-haired judge laughed softly. Under his sleeves, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins were squirming like small insects. It was obvious that he was really trying to endure something.

Don't look like this!

Xia Yu was frightened by the expressions and behavior of these guys. It was precisely because he knew their details that he felt uneasy. He hurriedly said: Is your appetite arousing? Then try it quickly, don't wait!

Try it and you'll be able to calm down! he added slyly.

Is it?

I hope you're not talking nonsense. I hate the feeling of losing control! It's been a long time since this happened! The red-haired judge bared his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes. He snorted, stretched out his hand and grabbed one directly from the bamboo boat. Warm buns.

This bun is a Suzaku bun with a red outer shell and the sweet flavor of vegetables hits your mouth.

Poof!

Without any extra observation, he opened his mouth and took a bite, and the juice suddenly shot out.

His hands froze in front of his mouth.

Ah...! With a long exclamation, the voice was full of the ecstasy of discovering a treasure, the red-haired judge's young face was covered with sweat, and he chewed heavily.

Regardless of the outer shell, the seafood filling inside the bun is enough to fill your mouth and satisfy you.

The dough is incredibly soft.

The fillings are simmered and cooked until they are tender. When you bite into them, the umami flavor forms a grand melody that hits your head.

A whirlwind rhythm began. In just one minute, the red-haired judge swallowed several big buns one after another. The speed amazed the audience.

Seeing that the judges had tasted all the four-color buns in one go, and the gluttony showed no signs of stopping, Xia Yu hurriedly stopped him.

Hands were clasped.

Um?

The red-haired judge shook his head and woke up. Xia Yu let go at the right time. To the audience's surprise, this hot-tempered judge was not angry. Instead, the expression on his face was extremely calm. The eyes that hinted of anger before were as calm and deep as the ancient pool. quiet.

The aura of an enlightened monk!

Taking a step back, the red-haired judge bowed ninety degrees, I'm sorry!

The etiquette is very good.

After saying that, he returned to his upright position, stood as tall as a pine tree, and fell silent.

What's going on?