Rebirth as a Cooking God

　　 "The host gets [Initial Mission]."

　　 "Tip: As an apprentice in the kitchen, you should go to independence and create a dish that will satisfy you and your guests."

　　 "Reward: Recipe "Magic Mapo Tofu" (blue)."

what.

　　 Xia Yu was sighing at the welfare of the traverser, but he didn't expect the chef system to issue him a task.

　　 Initial mission, make a dish?

　　 Not difficult!

　　 Xia Yu immediately grinned and smiled. Who knows the system's indifference reminded: "The satisfaction of the guests must be obtained to complete the task."

　　 "Guest? Where's the guest?" Xia Yu couldn't help smiling.

　　 His Chinese restaurant is rarely opened once a month, not too remote, but the old man's temper is too weird, fierce and evil, who will come to eat over time?

　　 Xia Yu also tried to solicit customers, but the old man only had a simple evaluation of his behavior: no use of eggs.

　　 is very vulgar, but Xia Yu dare to touch his conscience and said that this is absolutely the original word, without any added fuel and vinegar.

I lamented why I had caught an old rogue, but Xia Yu didn't dare to stay upstairs for too long, hurriedly put a band-aid on the wound of his palm, took off the school uniform, and changed to white and washed with sweat. Work clothes, trot downstairs.

　　 Sits on the small bench, and Xia Yu begins to process the ingredients.

In fact, he handles a lot of ingredients every night, big fish and meat, and of course there are all kinds of fruits and vegetables. Every time Xia Yu came back from school in the evening, he saw the ingredients piled up in the corner of the kitchen, but he had never seen the supplier who brought the ingredients. .

　　Also, although the shop had no business, the consumption of ingredients was terrible. Xia Yu was puzzled from the beginning and secretly searched for the answer. Later, she gradually became too lazy to think about it.

　　 In his mind, this was called Xia Yu's "The Incredible Events of Xia's Chinese Restaurant".

　　 One of the incredible events is, of course, the strange stone in the tank and the tank.

"Snapped"

　　 A large batch of fresh and fat beef was thrown on the big cutting board. Xia Yu routinely sharpened his knife and stood in front of the cutting board with a shiny knife.

It takes skill to cut beef. This skill Xia Yu has already mastered. It is the so-called horizontal cutting of cattle and sheep and vertical cutting of pigs. He put the knife at a place where the beef grain is 90 degrees vertically. Out.

　　Cut the whole meat into laps. At this time, it is necessary to divide the labor. Some beef is intended to be fried raw, and some are cut into pieces for other dishes.

　　This step is advanced, but there is a refrigerator, so don't worry about the meat losing its freshness. Xia Yu packs and sorts the cut beef, packs it into the freezer, and then processes the marine fresh food.

The fish had to scrape the scales to remove the gills and the internal organs, and the shellfish seafood processing was more troublesome. Xia Yu put them into several large buckets in different categories, turned to take the cooking salt at the kitchen counter, sprinkled some of the buckets, and then took In a bottle filled with vegetable oil, pour a little oil into the bucket, no more, vegetable oil happens to cover the water.

As we all know, oil floating on the surface can isolate oxygen, and the fresh shellfish in the bucket is hypoxic, it will open the body to breathe a lot, and continuously spit out fine sand, so that guests don’t need to eat sand after cooking, that taste, 啧啧, praise Such as tide.

　　 Somehow busy until midnight, the antique wall clock hanging on the storefront made a very rhythmic clanging bell.

　　 "Call..."

　　Undressed the apron, rubbed the apron covered with various kinds of sewage and blood into a toilet, and Xia Yu hit the basin with fresh water again, and began to jump on the storefront and wipe the table and chairs.

　　The sound of a spatula came from the kitchen. Xia Yu looked up and glanced back. Unexpectedly, the old man began to heat the pan. Whenever this time is also the happiest moment for Xia Yu!

　　 Finally no need to nibble the bread on the shopping street, there are fresh and hot supper to eat!

　　 At this moment, Xia Yu had a tearful urge to work harder, and raised her ears to listen to the movement of the kitchen.

boom.

　　 Soon, two large bowls of hot pasta were placed on the counter. The old man took off his chef hat and said lightly: "Take—"

　　 Xia Yu suddenly turned over, and brought one of the bowls of noodles to himself.

　　Narrow shops will naturally not have any tables and chairs. If you have watched the TV series "Late Night Canteen", it is not difficult to come up with the pattern of small shops.

　　Supper is a bowl of clear soup ramen. The old man thought very carefully. There were no other ingredients to stimulate the stomach. The noodles floated with light oil and green onion. Then there were a few pieces of beef that were just fried and tasted well.

　　 The fragrance diffused in the storefront. Xia Yu held chopsticks and folded his palms together, looking pious: "I'm moving!"

　　 bowed his head to gobble.

　　 A few mouthfuls of noodles, with a mouthful of soup, hot food flowing into the throat, Xia Yu couldn't help but looked up and sighed: "What is this food..."

　　He knelt in front of the old man's cooking more than once.

The old man’s supper almost changed every day. This is Xia Yu’s richest meal every day. Others, such as breakfast, lunch, and dinner, huh, huh, the first two meals were solved on the school road or in the school store, and the latter meal was Solve the problem when you come back from school.

　　If there is no big supplement for supper, Xia Yu's strike is already gone!

　　Regardless of past and present life, Xia Yu dare to say that he has never eaten better food than the old man, and the noodle soup is only a kind of old man's special skill.

　　 What makes Xia Yu most memorable is that the seafood dumplings he had eaten about half a year ago now recall that the taste buds secrete a lot of saliva. Xia Yu swallowed, quickly dried out a large bowl of noodles, then pushed away the empty bowl and reached for the counter to get another bowl of noodles, only to find the chirping sound of smoking next to him.

　　 suddenly looked ugly.

　　 The face of labor and capital!

　　Look at the empty counter, and then look at the guests who don’t know when to sit down and eat a bowl of noodles. Xia Yu couldn’t help looking up at the ceiling, trying not to let the tears out of his eyes.

"delicious!"

　　 This guest is even more overwhelming, UU reading www.uukanshu.com while eating and praising, "It is indeed the craft of boss Xia, haha, blessed tonight!"

　　 A fluent Chinese, let Xia Yu know that this impolite guy is Japanese. He has hardly ever seen a Japanese who is so familiar and self-serving and eats other people's food. For the Japanese, it is a mistake to add trouble to others. Now that food is being eaten, it is no longer as simple as trouble, full of resentment!

what.

　　 Xia Yu's eyebrows moved.

　　 looked over, and he found that this guy was really strange, hot, wearing a black coat like a detective, wearing a black hat, and the collar was raised high.

　　 engage in cosplay of **** horse Holmes? Would you like another cigarette prop?

　　 It stands to reason that eating noodles is definitely sweaty. After all, the store is narrow and the fans are not hot when the fan is turned on. However, when this guy finished eating a bowl of noodles and touched his stomach, Xia Yu didn't find any trace of sweat on his exposed skin.

　　 aware of his eyes, the guest finally looked up and grinned at him.

　　Middle-aged, very elegant and handsome.

　　 The forehead had a blue cramp. Xia Yu resisted the urge to give him a punch and said blankly: "Your teeth are stained with green onions..."

"is it?"

　　 After eating, the middle-aged man was elegant and calm. He heard a toothpick at the counter, picked the green onion lightly and stuck it on the paper towel, and got up to throw the crumpled paper towel back to the trash can and sat back.

　　 Then, the middle-aged man looked at Xia Yu with interested eyes.

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