Rebirth as a Cooking God

　　 It was late at night, and the noisy shop gradually returned to quiet.

Xia Yu, who was busy overnight, came back from the door of the store and stretched out. He just sent An Yilun and Zeli Yingli pear away. The three added Twitter and private mailboxes to each other. Xia Yu even gave the phone number to They have been chatting for a while. Fortunately, the shopping street is relatively close to the tram station. There is no problem for these two people to catch the last bus home.

　　Under the street light, Mijoko Hojo is still wearing a white chef's uniform. His purple hair seems to have been vigorously exercised, mixed with sweat, and stuck to his cheek.

　　 The back kitchen environment of Xia's shop is really inferior to Hojo building, let alone narrow and crowded, there is no central air conditioner. When cooking, the kitchen doors and windows are closed, and the interior is simply a big steamer. When several stoves are turned on at the same time, the turbulent heat flow will make those who have not been trained by professional chefs think this is "purgatory".

　　 For Miyoko, accustomed to the high-star kitchen environment of Hojo Tower, her experience tonight made her tired and strange.

　　 Toot.

　　 Looking at Xia Yu's figure walking back to the store, Hojo Miyoko took out her mobile phone from sweat and wet pockets. At this time, it was already a little after 12 o'clock in the morning, and she hesitated a little, but she made a call.

　　 "Hey..." There was a calm middle-aged man's voice over the phone.

　　 "Father, it's me."

　　 "Miyoko, I heard from my friends that you passed the IGO one-star chef assessment yesterday, congratulations." The middle-aged man said with a hint of relief, "When are you going to return to Yokohama?"

　　 "I'm sorry, father, I plan to stay in Tokyo until Yuanyue to start school." Hojo Miyoko lips whispered and said for a moment after being silent, "I fought a halberd battle in Tokyo and lost to a peer..."

　　 Listening on the other end of the phone.

"He is very powerful. I think he has the level of the ten masters of the Yuanyue High School... And his cooking has a magical power. After eating, his spirit and soul seem to be baptized. Although it sounds incredible, but this It’s my truest taste evaluation...”

　　Miyako Hojo said, his eyes unconsciously showed awe.

　　 "Tell me in detail!"

　　 This time the tone of the middle-aged man obviously became surprised.

　　Yokohama, Hojo Building.

　　The Chinese cuisine restaurant that passed the IGO six-star certification a few days ago was still hot in the middle of the night.

　　 In the kitchen, the head chef Hojo Dahe stopped his job, grabbed the phone and listened carefully to the other side of the phone, his face was unbelievable, and he murmured: "...the heart of the kitchen?"

　　Hokujo River took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Miyoko, you talk about the taste of eating. Needless to say how it tastes, just say what you saw at that time!"

　　 "What did you see?"

　　Mieko Hojo blushed under the street lights, "I ate two special dishes in total."

　　 "One is fried Qingjiang cuisine, I seem to see the fields in the countryside... seeing myself running in the wild..." Hojo Miyoko's shame almost exploded.

　　 "Is there?" Hojo Dae frowned.

　　 "The other is the hibiscus crab meat egg, I saw the light of the cooking, like magic!"

　　 Mentioned the glowing hibiscus crab meat egg, Hojo Miyoko's endless aftertaste, beautiful purple eyes, a hint of hunger.

　　 "Cooking... glowing?"

　　The Hojo River was silent for a while.

　　 "Miyoko, since you have decided, stay in Tokyo."

"That teenager may have mastered the skills that a super chef can comprehend. As far as I know, the content of a super chef's assessment is to mark a simple recipe with his own brand and plunder it into his own thing. That kind of technique is called'Heart of the Chef'!" Hojo Ohwa smiled bitterly, "This is your god's skill for so many years that your father has served as the chef for so many years without touching the threshold!"

hang up the phone.

　　Myoko Hojo was dazed by the streetlight and stood for more than ten minutes before digesting the information he learned from his father.

　　The top chef of the nine-star IGO is the famous chef in the famous food industry.

　　 In the recognition of Miyoko Hojo, those super chefs either opened restaurants and hotels by themselves, and the guests were like clouds, or were recruited by some huge food giants with exaggerated annual salaries and even ceded shares.

　　Yueyue Shijie, after all, is just a group of students at school, and has not yet formed an influence in the neon local food industry, let alone the global scale.

　　You have to know that among the graduates of the past months, there are probably only those talented people who graduated as ten masters. It is possible that they will pass the special examination in the future.

Graduates in recent years are not easy to say, but Miyoko Hojo can be sure that the 69-year-old graduates called Yuanyue'Golden Generation', the legendary ten seats: the first seat of Dojima silver, the second Ichiro Ichiro of the seat, and the third cut of thistle...

　　 These people must have been super chefs.

　　 "... he may have mastered the skills of a super chef, in other words, he has touched the threshold of a super chef!"

　　Father's voice still lingered in his ears, Hojo Miyoko bit her lower lip and clenched her fists in disbelief. "Even if it's a premium, I will still challenge you to eat halberd until the day of victory -!"

　　……

　　 Xia Yu didn't know this conversation between father and daughter, otherwise it would be a dumb face.

　　 What's special, now he is only lv12 in cooking grade, you tell me special grade?

　　 is another busy day.

　　After closing in the early morning, Xia Yu arranged a room for Miyoko Hojo. He moved to the old man's bedroom and left his room to Hojo Miyoko.

　　Because of good cleaning habits, his room and the old man's room are very clean, do not need to spend a lot of time, change the new sheets and bedding to sleep. Masuda Morita invited Hojo Miyoko to stay with her house, but Miyoko refused.

　　Give the only bathroom on the second floor to Hojo Miyoko, Xia Yu didn't rush to close the shop, but just half-closed the door, sitting in a clean chair, browsing the props of the chef's shop.

"System: The current reputation value of 1033 points ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The reputation has hardly increased in the past two days, which shows that the promotion of the store in the ACG circle has reached a bottleneck. Unless there are other than'TAKI君' and ' Kashiwagi Yingli's more powerful heavyweights, help propaganda, otherwise the hard work in the ACG circle, basically stop here.

　　 The kitchen **** space has too many tempting props.

　　 Not to mention the most basic recipes.

　　Now that I have fully completed the two basic skills of "Dao Gong" and "Huo Huo", it is better to buy an advanced skill book to learn.

　　 The problem is that after screening, Xia Yu found that he was really a poor man.

　　 There are not many advanced branches of "Dao Gong".

　　 "Maverick Blue Dragon Slash", a purple cooking technique that specializes in processing meat ingredients. If you do not pass the task and buy it directly, it will cost a full 15,000 reputation.

　　 "Arhat Crystal Slicing", which deals with water to produce fresh purple cooking skills, is also priced at 15,000 points of fame.

　　 "System, let's just say, how much is the cheapest advanced knife skill book?" Xia Yu turned around and simply closed the store panel, so that he would not become annoyed by the cruel fact of poverty.

　　 "Purple lower rank, "Seven Stars Breaking the Army Quickly Cut", priced at ten thousand points of fame." The system answered.

　　 "......"

　　 Xia Yu looked at the sky with tears.

　　 "I don't want Europe's purple sword skills, poor ghosts...Are there African chiefs? Is it the blue economical kind..." he still asked unwillingly.

　　 The system was silent for a moment and seemed to be searching.

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