Rebirth as a Cooking God

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Open at night as usual.

However, when the kitchen was busy, Xia Yu also received a short message that Shinhara Masato postponed Samsung's rating assessment.

"Samsung rating assessment has been postponed. Please wait for my notice for the specific time."

Samsung's assessment has been pushed over and over again, and Xia Yu actually doesn't matter. If the restaurant's rating requires a corresponding chef qualification certificate, he doesn't seem to care about any cooking rating.

What makes Xia Yu happy is that just now, he received a system prompt to shock the mission of the two-star restaurant and finally completed it!

Summon character panel.

Unsurprisingly, the 10 talent points rewarded for the task were idle there. Xia Yu took a deep breath and divided the 5 talent points into [Break cooking skills] in one breath.

Ding.

"System prompt: [Baku (10) The cooking skills have been upgraded to the highest level and cannot be further upgraded."

"System prompt: The top-level flame skill book has been unlocked, and the host can choose and buy it at the store."

For the remaining 5 talent points, Xia Yu was hesitating whether to add it to [Mengniu Qinglong] or [Spices.

"Save it first!"

There was a customer calling him outside, and Xia Yu didn't even think about it. He went outside to collect the money, and by the way, took the last table of guests away, and then fetched water to clean the storefront, and it was midnight unconsciously.

"clang--"

The old wall clock in the store emits a midnight bell.

During the cleaning, Xia Yu turned back to the door from time to time, and there was a deep night outside. There is a subtle sense of horror in my heart. Many shops have been acquired in the shopping street in recent days, and the owner moved his family, so the old shopping street is quieter at midnight.

Putting a pot of dirty water on the table, Mo Ming in Xia Yu's heart panicked and turned to cover the storefront.

"what?"

The time should be 12:30 midnight. Under the street lights in the distance, a middle-aged man could be seen vaguely walking slowly.

Xia Yu saw that he was carrying a briefcase and was crooked while walking. He must have been drunk and couldn't catch the tram. He could only wander on the streets like ghosts, waiting for the morning.

Roughly swept away, the old shopping street seemed to have the brightest lights in his house, half of the door was open, and the dim light of warm colors spilled on the pavement, reflecting the long shadow of Xia Yu.

When the middle-aged man walked in, Xia Yu noticed his oblique eyes and waved hello, "Yo, Uncle, do you want to come in and sit down? We're open until midnight..."

Xia Yu regretted the words.

Because the sight of middle-aged people is not like a drunk, cold.

The atmosphere was suddenly gloomy, Xia Yu felt cold in his heart, and half of his body was hidden behind the shop door, and he smiled at him reluctantly: "You can rest assured that you are not satisfied with the food -"

The middle-aged man slowly moved his face, and then the light cast by the lantern allowed Xia Yu to see his face. Then, when he looked at the shadow behind him, he let out a sigh of relief and secretly vomited in his heart: "I Just say, what is so strange is to scare yourself!"

So he welcomed the middle-aged man into the shop and pointed to the menu bar.

"You can order whatever you want."

"...Eat...eat...eat..."

"What do you say?" Xia Yu couldn't hear his whisper, trying to approach.

"stop--"

With a loud bang, it suddenly rang through the store.

"Ghost-faced monk" Aoki Sect came too close, but stood at the door, staring closely at the middle-aged man beside Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was frontal at the counter, and Aoki Zongtai was a different perspective behind the middle-aged man.

"No wonder you haven't been able to find you in the last few days!" Aoki Zongtai said Xia Yu's incomprehensible words, his face dignified. "I only targeted female targets, but I didn't expect you to be attached to males!"

"What the hell!" Xia Yu heard the clouds.

"...Eat...Eat...hungry..." As the middle-aged man whispered, Xia Yu vaguely heard the sound of water droplets falling to the ground. He couldn't help looking away, and there were some sticky water marks on the heel of the middle-aged man.

Poop kick.

Xia Yu took two steps back, breathing more.

"Do you finally know that you are hungry? Wandering outside for so long!"

Aoki Zongtai unfastened a pair of sharp kitchen knives hanging around her neck and swiftly and hurriedly walked towards the Xia's kitchen. "Borrow your kitchen to use it. By the way, are there any ingredients for today?"

"some."

"That's good, otherwise let the igo logistics office send over, the time is a bit too late, then we are very dangerous!" Aoki Zong's expression is too severe, slightly relaxed, glancing at Xia Yu, who is reluctant to calm down, "You come and help, too. Help me deal with it and send it away, and then explain it to you later—"

After all, regardless of Xia Yu, he walked up to the ingredients store of Xia's shop, looked at it, and looked at the frozen meat in the freezer. "It should be enough..."

Xia Yu was dumbfounded. Aoki Zongtai pulled the freezer door back and forth several times and evacuated the freezer in one breath. All the meat was swept away.

"The ingredients are left to you to deal with, and it belongs to me!"

Aoki Zongtai pointed to piled on some chickens and ducks, and on his side, there are a variety of meats such as fish, pork and beef.

Xia Yu didn't have much time to ask, and took the kitchen counter, "Shred it?"

"Yes! It's too time-consuming to use other cooking methods!" Aoki Zongtai said~www.NovelMTL.com~ Use both hands, sharp kitchen knives in both hands, left hand knife to handle fish, right hand knife to cut pork ,beef.

The real left and right bow, the pace of both hands is consistent, the efficiency is amazing!

Aoki Zongtai was even a step faster than Xia Yu, taking the biggest pot in the kitchen and setting it on the stove.

correct.

The kitchen of Xia's shop has been renovated and is close to a Japanese-style open kitchen, but there is an extra layer of transparent glass on the counter to block the smoke. In the kitchen, the entire storefront can be seen, so Xia Yu has been staring at the middle-aged man while processing the ingredients.

"Monster? Not like it!"

On the positive side, middle-aged people are living people, with good looks and shadows.

"Miscellaneous cooking?" Looking back at Aoki Aoki, the'ghost noodle monk' had put a variety of ingredients into the pot. Xia Yu noticed that he used a variety of seasonings and spices to make a large pot of soup base.

The stove was ignited, the fire was fully on, and a few minutes later the hot steam came out.

"Kanto cook!" Xia Yu suddenly realized that this is indeed the most convenient and convenient way to deal with it. No wonder Aoki Aoki added kelp and muyu flowers to the pot to cook Japanese soup.

The Aoki Sect is too methodical. Cook the pork and beef first, then the chicken and duck meat, and finally the fish.

Xia Yu saw no appetite and straightened the corners of his eyes.

Is this kind of cooking not skewer? At least according to Xia Yu's understanding of Kanto cooking, the ingredients should be separated and cooked in separate grids!

"Confused?"

Aoki Aoki cast a glance, "The secret is in my soup!"

He took a large stainless steel basin, picked up a lot of cooked food, sprinkled with some hot sauce, and strode out of the kitchen with the basin.

From the processing time to the completion of cooking, no more than half an hour before and after. (To be continued.)