Rebirth as a Cooking God

Fame points paid.

The comic side skill level has been improved!

Fame points paid.

The comic side skill level has been improved!

…

There are 3 similar information prompts in total.

Xia Yu didn't look at how much reputation points were consumed. After the Sapporo competition, the reputation points were temporarily in a state that was difficult to deplete and could be continuously replenished. Unless he got crazy and exchanged all the reputation points for forbidden ingredients in one go. , otherwise there is no need to worry about the fame pool drying up.

ah!

There was a twinge of pain in my head.

Ever since he awakened his gourmet cells, mastered qi, and his body was inhuman, he hadn't felt any similar pain for a long time. This is enough to show how terrifying Xia Yu was when he turned his comic drawing skills to purple, and the information flow that instantly poured into his head was terrifying.

After a while, his eyes became clear.

It turns out there are so many techniques in comics! Xia Yu rubbed his eyebrows. How should I put it, he felt like he was being forced into a career as a cartoonist in his memory. His previous painstaking study of cooking seemed to have turned into a focus on lines. , storyboarding and design experience for each of the vivid characters.

Stand quietly for a while, and you will always see the lines of the human body twisting in front of your eyes. This is the result of a strong sense of practice!

There were no digital hand-drawn tablets that modern cartoonists work on.

There are no special charcoal pencils for sketching either.

He went up to the living room on the second floor, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found an ordinary pencil and a few ordinary white papers. They spread them on the clean dining table and started sketching.

It’s not copying, but mapping the images in your mind onto paper. In other words, it’s improvisational originality.

For beginners, generally if they can draw a rough outline of a body within 5 minutes, they are considered qualified. Xia Yu held the pen at first, regardless of whether the posture was correct or not, and how comfortable it was. When he just started writing, his fingers were still stiff, and the thickness of the lines he drew was uneven. However, with just a few strokes, the originally sluggish drawings were quick and fast. Develop towards roundness...

ten minutes later.

Snapped!

Putting down the pencil, Xia Yu looked at the sketched figure on the paper, holding it against his chin, looking slightly expressionless.

One person is wearing ancient clothes, with long hair, and a red scarf flying on his head. He is holding a kitchen knife, with a focused and determined expression on his face. Isn't this character the pig's trotter Liu Subaru from Chinese Ichiban.

At first glance, it looks okay, but if you look closely, there are a lot of problems!

Xia Yu sighed secretly.

Just like buying a cooking skill book to learn, for any skill, the system only provides basic quick learning. If you want to advance to a higher level of proficiency, practice is indispensable.

Xia Yu could say that he had mastered the basics of painting, from lines to human body structure and body dynamics, as well as clothing, colors, scenes, storyboards, etc. However, after practicing a sketch, he found that he was just like practicing basic swordsmanship behind closed doors. After practicing law for decades, the hidden swordsman who just came down from the mountain always felt that he lacked the inner strength and mental skills to guide his profound skills...

Practice a few more and see!

This time, Xia Yu planned to shrink the scene in the store into a storyboard. While looking at the tables and chairs, he also looked at the tabby cat that was half lying not far away, staring at him with amber eyes, and started to draw. The writing is very smooth.

Xia Yu has his own method of practice. At worst, he will ask the system to trace back his memory and recall the classic works and masterpieces he has seen in the previous world.

In a word -

Read more and write more!

…

That evening, Tokyo.

British Diplomatic Residence, Bedroom.

Ying Lili looked up from the workbench, put down her pen and stretched her waist: The third manuscript is finally out! It just needs to be colored!

Dudu!

The mobile phone in the pocket of the sportswear emitted a message, and as soon as it was flicked, it started ringing non-stop.

What a situation?

The confused Yinglili opened it, and it turned out that it was the Line social group. This group was equivalent to a fan group for Yinglili, because all the members in it had the same identity as her——

Fan artist!

Wow, look at the news flash!

You just saw it? Why don't Mr. Kubo stay at home and think about his works? Why are you going to that shopping street?

Want to try Chef Xia's cooking? But, look at Mr. Kubo's face in the picture, he looks very ugly. Could it be that he has been rejected? That's right, Xia's restaurant is not open for normal operations yet, so it doesn't matter who goes there!

In the group, there was a discussion about Kubo Ryunosuke, a great figure in the comics industry. Someone posted a news flash. Eiri opened it and finally understood the cause and effect.

She laughed out loud inwardly.

Closed door?

Isn't this normal? Without an appointment, just coming to your door rashly is causing trouble for others!

Just as the fan artist community was exploding, the mysterious group leader also bubbled up:

We have accurate news!

Mr. Kubo came here not to try Chef Xia's skills, but to discuss cooperation! The theme of Mr. Kubo's next work has been determined - a gourmet comic!

boom!

The news was tantamount to a depth charge, and the community was silent for a moment, becoming more lively than before.

No wonder! But Chef Xia...rejected Mr. Kubo?

Absolutely! Look at Mr. Kubo's face, pfft...

Are you gloating? According to me, it was the celebrity chef who had his tail raised and swollen after the Sapporo competition! Mr. Kubo offered an olive branch but was rejected miserably!

Soon, the community split into two factions and turned into a battlefield of shouting and swearing. The group leader had no choice but to ban everyone.

Yinglili couldn't laugh anymore.

Oops!

The community was banned, and there were discussions on Twitter and other online forums. Yinglili quickly opened her laptop. Sure enough, wherever there was this news, there was a lot of noise. She transferred to Xia Yu's personal social platform to see the battle situation here. Even more terrifying, the fan camp is sharpening its knives and has already prepared for a big fight!

It's not good, Erina!

So Yinglili called her close friend immediately.

Around dinner time.

Xia's restaurant.

Zhu Qing was in charge of dinner. She was humming a Chinese folk tune in the open kitchen. Instead of a spatula, she had a pair of silver chopsticks in her hand, and she used the chopsticks to stir up the dishes in the pot.

In the store, after almost a whole day of sketching, there was a thick pile of paper stacked on the table. Xia Yu threw away the last small piece of pencil in his hand and frowned: Another pencil is gone!

Aunt Qing, are you okay? He turned around and shouted, touching his belly.

Come on, sit down for me!

Click!

At this time, there was an emergency braking sound at the door of the store, and a black car suddenly stopped outside. Xia Yu was stunned when he saw a pair of golden retriever girls coming out of the car and hurried in.

Then he slapped the table and said to one of the blond girls with a half-smile: Yinglili, are you throwing yourself into a trap? Uh, are you still in such a hurry...?

The girl was definitely in a hurry to go out. Her signature double ponytails were not tied up, and her blond hair was hanging loosely on the shoulders of her green sportswear.

The strange thing is that the upper body is obviously a sportswear, but the lower body is a blue and black uniform skirt with black pantyhose. The slender and straight legs are so thin. It is not sure whether it is cold or not when it comes into contact with the air that is close to December.

Big, something bad is going to happen!

Without responding to Xia Yu's joke, the girl slammed her hands on the dining table, out of breath, her face flushed, and she looked at him with a tense expression.

Um?

Xia Yu found Nakiri Erina who was also restless and bit her thumb when entering the store, looking at him with a hint of reproach in her eyes.