Rebirth as a Cooking God

So, this is your mother?

Location, Juxia downstairs lobby.

In a room with four seats near the corner, Chen Yang covered his face and introduced his mother to Xia Yu.

It's my mother...

Chen Yang was very reluctant, but he had no choice but to admit it.

The two plates with vegetables on the table were empty, but the two bowls of rice were full, untouched, and already cold.

That, my friend’s mother?

Is it in book format or avi video format...

The corner of Xia Yu's mouth twitched and he glanced at Lin Qingfeng, who was sitting across from her. Her makeup was ruined due to her previous feasting. One button of her cheongsam collar was unbuttoned, revealing a sliver of snow-white skin, with faint traces of sweat visible.

Shake your head to remove the excess.

Pointing to the two bowls of untouched rice on the table, Xia Yu said amusedly: Is this rice so unpalatable that you can't eat it?

Lin Qingfeng stared at him with interest and appreciation.

These rice are polished rice, and the price is definitely not cheap. It is qualified to be placed in any high-end restaurant to entertain distinguished guests. But, ordinary rice, against the backdrop of your perfect and harmonious cooking works, it is simply unpalatable. Tasteless.

I admit it, but perfect? Xia Yu curled his lips and shook his head.

On the contrary, Lin Qingfeng was slightly stunned.

What do you mean by shaking your head? She raised her eyebrows, Isn't it perfect?

It's a little worse...

Xia Yu shrugged and asked, Shouldn't true perfection be 'glowing'?

Hearing this, Lin Qingfeng gasped in horror.

You, you don't think it's enough to create a classic pastry recipe, and you still want to shine? Are you calling it ambition, or are you calling it insufficiency... Even a veteran chef who has worked hard for most of his life may not be able to produce a classic What a luminous work! Lin Qingfeng's expression became wonderful again.

Really……

Xia Yu didn't answer and looked at the system information bar.

Not long ago, a cooking record looked like this:

[Successfully cooked ‘Beef, Pig, and Bird Twice-cooked Pork’*1, completion level 86%. The proficiency of this recipe has been improved. Please continue to familiarize yourself with the new recipe. 】

The system specifically reminded him to become more familiar with the improved recipes.

Why?

The completion level of ‘Beef, Pig, and Bird Twice-cooked Pork’ has not reached 90%. The reason why it does not shine may be due to insufficient proficiency!

Moreover, Xia Yu has been tinkering with too many new recipes for the menu these days.

Taking today's menu as Beef, Pig and Bird's Twice-cooked Pork and Fried Anchovy Shrimp's Expansive Power, why does Xia Yu dare to be so confident in improving the recipes of Big Bang Twice-cooked Pork and Fried Anchovy Shrimp? It's related to the mysterious fats, and the [Food Dominant Seed] talent I just got a while ago is not just a show-off.

Therefore, the proficiency problem that he had not encountered for a long time was placed in front of Xia Yu. He was a little embarrassed and would not admit in front of Lin Qingfeng that, well, the reason why the twice-cooked pork is not perfect is because of his raw hands.

If the defects in the dishes caused by the chef's cooking are revealed, the most basic efforts and sweat of the chef will definitely be questioned.

I really have no time to spare. I haven't practiced in the God of Cooking space for a few days. I am not proficient enough in many new recipes... Xia Yu could only lament his hard life with tears.

It's about noon.

Xinju went downstairs to resume business, which actually attracted a lot of customers.

After all, his reputation as the Xia Demon King lies here. Although the resumption of business was not promoted by Xia Yu personally serving as the chef, many people tried to come here to try their luck.

Those with relatively generous wallets will take a look at the new menu and sit down to order without saying a word.

Those who are a little short of money can still have a meal if they grit their teeth.

So at noon, when Ju went downstairs to the store, he looked around and saw that the occupancy rate in the lobby was about 60 to 70%. Of course, the second and third floors were closed and no one was there. There was still a distance between business and boom. .

Da da da.

Footsteps approached from behind, and Zhu Qing said, There is a lady who claims to be a food connoisseur from the self-media and is looking for you. Oh, she conducted an exclusive interview with you last time. Her surname is Mu.

I asked her out.

Xia Yu raised his head and looked out. In the direction of the door, Mu Xiaoyue was wearing work clothes and leading the camera crew, looking around.

He was standing up to greet her when his hand was grabbed.

wait--

Lin Qingfeng grabbed the young man and said, You haven't talked about the idea of ​​​​integrating food mastery and food meaning. As far as I know, food meaning techniques, such as explosive flames, can increase your control over fantasy ingredients, but the increase is limited. .”

Cooking skills, which work perfectly on the ingredients, are secondary.

The woman's eyes were fixed on Xia Yu.

How does the secret of food... integrate with food dominance? Or rather, how do you make perfect use of those unruly fantasy ingredients to turn them into puzzle pieces of the food kingdom in your hands? Piece by piece, build your ideal Colorful fortress?”

Well, such a serious question... Xia Yu stopped and saw that his hand was grabbed by a woman and he couldn't get away. This woman didn't notice at all and started to move when she came up.

Aren't you already a dragon?

yes!

Then haven't you realized that this world is both idealistic and materialistic?

Hearing this, Lin Qingfeng's delicate body trembled.

Xia Yu didn't say anything more, and took advantage of the woman's distraction to break free from her hand and go to receive Mu Xiaoyue.

Idealism and materialism? Chen Yang murmured in a low voice, with a sudden flash of confusion in his eyes, Is this the theoretical basis for his courage to combine food dominance and food justice to form his own path?

There was already a storm in Lin Qingfeng's heart.

Doesn’t idealism correspond to the meaning of food? The heart of cooking, the secret of food and the more advanced food spirit can actually be collectively called imprints!

Shiyi’s dishes…

To put it simply, it is full of meaning, that is, artistic conception, that is, there is a story.

Does the smell of mother exist? It's nothing more than seeing something familiar, touching the softness in your heart, and letting your emotions flow.

Food tyrants are facing materialism.

The so-called overbearing all relies on food ingredients, or rather, it uses the gourmet cells in food ingredients to achieve its goals.

Compared with Shiyi's efforts to construct imprints, Shiba is more like throwing the magnificent fantasy scenery directly in front of the diners, allowing them to see and taste it.

Lin Qingfeng had a vague realization, and suddenly gained some insights that she could not express.

Ah.

Then, she shook her head in disbelief and murmured to herself: Why do you feel that he has gone further than me on this road? This is impossible. I have been promoted for two full years.

He cast a cold look.

Lin Qingfeng noticed that Zhu Qing had not left, and looked at her sideways with her arms folded.

How dare you go back to China? Zhu Qing said in a stiff tone.

You should ask your old man why he allowed me to come back. Lin Qingfeng said with a smile.

Zhu Qing glanced at Chen Yang coldly, Is this your and Chen Dingbang's son?

Lin Qingfeng's eyelashes trembled. How could she not see Zhu Qing's hostility and the resentment that had not been erased in the past ten years. In fact, during the New Year's Day hunt on the Loulin ship, when Xia Qing and Huang He dueled, Lin Qingfeng was summoned by the leader Zhu Ji.

It is true that bringing up old things again is opening up scars, but some things must be clarified after all, and the truth cannot be allowed to be buried in the soil.

When Qilinzi Chen Dingbang died in the past, a new school collapsed, and its influence on the Chinese food industry has continued to this day. Otherwise, in today's Chinese world, we should be able to see a powerful group or organization of food-dominated chefs, controlling a lot of the right to speak.

...Ten years ago, was that cookbook of mystery true or false? Lin Qingfeng said.

Since you met the old man, didn't he tell you? Zhu Qing snorted coldly, The secret record of the Ascension King of Broken Dragon Gate is just a bait thrown by the mastermind behind the scenes, but he doesn't want to blow up the entire fish pond. There are so many fish ponds. Stupid fish takes the bait.”

That……

Seeing the lingering confusion in Lin Qingfeng's eyes, Zhu Qing sighed greatly: I'll tell you bluntly, that is half a book of notes left by Fairy Bei, and the content is mostly about making sauce, and it is about sauce. Juice's notes, oh, in the past, Liu Pleiades successfully brewed Juxia Sauce based on his notes and with the help of the legendary kitchen tool Dragon Pot...

Huh.

Is it the half-volume of Bei Fairy's Notes that Shaoan handed over to Liu Pleiaxing? Xia Yu must pay attention to classics here.

Is that so? Lin Qingfeng learned the truth, her expression changed from red to white, and finally burst into self-deprecating laughter.

Hahahahaha, it turns out that we have all been deceived!

Lin Qingfeng's eyes shed tears.

Fortunately, Xia Yu was not here, otherwise he would have complained endlessly after hearing these old events.

What the hell, a clichéd martial arts secret routine from a certain martial arts novel and expired fish bait can blow up a fish pond?

Alas, but the reality is exactly that——

Since ancient times, deep love cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts.

Assume that the beginning of the story, with a certain secret record, turned into a treasure map, and this treasure map was treated as waste paper and thrown into a garbage dump somewhere. It is estimated that there are not a few treasure hunters going through the garbage, especially after the rumors As the situation becomes more and more intense, what he said is true...

Not again!

Zhu Qing slapped mother and son on the back of the head and warned coldly: Both of our families are victims, but we are against each other. My brother-in-law is dead, and your husband Chen Dingbang is also dead. There is no need to mention the past, but it is best not to There is contact!”

Tell him, be careful of Huang He. Wei Zhong is unconscious, and Huang He will not give up - Lin Qingfeng put a personal business card on the table without waiting for Zhu Qing's question, and said with deep meaning, If he wants to do it in the near future, or He said, if you are qualified to face Huang He head-on within the next six months, please call the number on the business card. I will carefully guide him to become a dragon chef who is a food tyrant!

Zhu Qing's shoulders were shaken.

Putting down the business card, Lin Qingfeng and her son Chen Yang left.

Outside, in the car.

Chen Yang was in the driver's seat, Mother, why are you...

Those old guys deserve to die!

In the car's rearview mirror, the originally mature and dignified woman's pretty face suddenly turned grim, and the atmosphere in the car became depressing.

After a while, the woman said slowly in a calm tone: Xiaoyang, we need teammates. The strength of our mother and son is not enough to shake the powerful families in the Chinese world. Do you know that your father was born into a poor family? The biggest wish of establishing the Tiger Head Club is to break those high walls that block the inheritance of high-level culinary skills.

Actually, the Xia family is the same as our Chen family. They came from a humble background and rose from poverty. The Xia family is in Shuzhong and the Chen family is in Yanyun. One is in the south and the other is in the north. They were originally the two most shining stars...

Breaking the cooking block? Chen Yang thought of the old faces and old monsters behind those high walls, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged through his body.

It's better to say it's a vision! Chen Yang sighed in a low voice.

Glancing at his mother's confident face in the rearview mirror, Chen Yang opened his mouth.

That Summer Demon King, do you need guidance?

It seems redundant.

Chen Yang really had a headache. He didn't know how to pour cold water on his mother. Ah, he would only be qualified to fight Huang He within half a year? Mother, do you really know about Xia Demon King’s cooking career...

It has only been more than a year since he learned the art! !