Reborn in Japan as a Chef God

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Tiqie Xianzuowen ignored Eriina's soft call.

"Far Moon? I'm not going."

A voice suddenly interjected.

Now the old man, Eriina, and Xianzuowen all turned to look. Xia Yu spoke in a matter-of-fact tone: "Far Moon is a hell for chefs. I prefer a relaxed and leisurely life, so old man, just leave the small shop to me!"

He had heard it too, the old man was going back to the country.

In fact, when Shinohara Shigetaro came by a few days ago, the details of his words were caught in Xia Yu's ears, and he had already surmised what was going on.

He didn't ask much about the old man's departure, though he felt a bit of reluctance. Unlike other sixteen-year-olds, he wasn't panicked or confused. Before drifting into this parallel universe, Xia Yu had already been an independent adult.

In fact, the old man's departure made him a bit excited.

Could he finally attempt to run a small restaurant? Xia Yu eagerly anticipated seeing how far he could go with the help of the Chef God System.

"A hell for chefs?"

"That's not wrong. Far Moon's philosophy is competition."

Tiqie Eriina looked at Xia Yu with disdain in her eyes, "Are you afraid of competition? Inexperienced chefs should be eliminated. Not everyone has the right to go further down the culinary path. The incompetent should have the awareness of their incompetence and recognize themselves."

Xia Yu felt a vein bulging on his forehead.

Having known the personality of this Divine Tongue through anime and manga, experiencing it in the real world was an entirely different, slightly annoying feeling.

Girl, could you just speak properly without the endless arrogance?

"Incompetent?" Xia Yu shrugged, not intending to argue with this young lady.

Currently, his cooking skills were just starting, and indeed could not compare to the Divine Tongue, who had already earned a seat in the Far Moon Middle School's Elite Ten. But with a perspective focused on development, Xia Yu was confident that he could soon catch up and impress those geniuses at Far Moon. Who said studying at Far Moon was the only way to succeed?

"Not satisfied with my evaluation?"

Tiqie Eriina's pretty face slightly sunk.

"It's as if, just because you evaluate me, I have to accept it... who do you think you are..." Xia Yu laughed.

"You, you..." Tiqie Eriina stood up with a face full of anger.

She was the top student of Far Moon Middle School and would enter the high school division after the summer. In the middle school division, no student or mentor ever dared to contradict her face to face.

With the Divine Tongue's evaluation, the incompetent and commoners should tremble and lower their heads in acceptance.

But Xia Yu's indifferent attitude, for some reason, caused a nameless anger in Tiqie Eriina's heart.

"Eriina!"

Tiqie Xianzuowen spoke sternly, interrupting the dispute, leaving the Divine Tongue's face full of unwillingness, as she bit her lower lip and kneeled down.

Xia Yu didn't intend to stay and waste time. He poured another cup of tea for each of the two old men, bowed lightly, withdrew to the store area, and vanished into the kitchen.

Soon, while the old man and Xianzuowen were talking, they suddenly put down their teacups.

A faint fragrance emanated from the kitchen behind them.

Tiqie Eriina had already noticed the scent, sniffing as she murmured to herself, "Chili, Sichuan pepper, five-spice powder, fermented black bean sauce, broad bean paste... is this Sichuan cuisine?"

The pungent spicy scent made Tiqie Eriina frown, her face expressing displeasure.

As expected.

A commoner remains a commoner, oblivious to propriety.

Despite having guests at home, cooking spicy pepper dishes so brazenly... wasn't it essentially driving guests away?

"Mapo tofu?" Tiqie Xianzuowen asked curiously.

"He's been experimenting with new dishes these past few days. Calling it mapo tofu isn't wrong, but it's an improved version with an added unbelievable flavor," the old man said plainly.

"Improved mapo tofu?"

Tiqie Xianzuowen paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "May we try it? Honestly, I'm very interested in Xia Qing's grandson's cooking skills."

Next to him, Tiqie Eriina's eyes showed a hint of shock.

When did the Far Moon Commander, a pioneer of the Japanese culinary world, begin to care so much about a commoner's culinary skills?

"Sure." The old man's expression remained stoic as he turned toward the kitchen and called louder, "Bring that mapo tofu you made over here."

"..."

Xia Yu, who happened to have just finished a dish of magical mapo tofu and was planning to argue with the system about its score of 70, heard the old man's voice.

The Far Moon Commander and the Divine Tongue wanted to taste his cooking?

Astonishment mixed with a bit of excitement.

These two individuals, one being the culinary Demon King and the other the Divine Tongue, if they generously shared their advice, Xia Yu could pinpoint many missing details in his cooking process.

"This dish will do."

"The 70-point evaluation is the highest in these few days. With limited ingredients, achieving a higher score in another attempt would be difficult."

Thus, Xia Yu picked up two pairs of clean chopsticks, carried out the steaming magical mapo tofu, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Please enjoy!"

Placing the tofu dish on the low table, Xia Yu didn't just leave the chopsticks directly on the table. He brought over wooden chopstick holders, placing the chopsticks on them to keep them off the surface.

Such small details caught the eye of others, and Tiqie Xianzuowen couldn't help but nod and say, "Xia Qing, your grandson already understands how to serve guests. I believe the small shop in his hands won't falter."

Hmph.

Tiqie Eriina turned her head away.

The freshly cooked magical mapo tofu had a vibrant color. The jade-white tofu cubes were arranged in the fiery red chili oil, with a layer of minced meat-like topping and green onion sprinkled on the top.

In terms of 'color' and 'fragrance,' this dish was impeccable.

It was just that the taste was yet unknown...

Tiqie Eriina was curious, though she didn't realize her gaze was fixated on the dish. She persisted with her stubborn stance, turning her head away.

As the rich aroma wafted through the air, Tiqie Xianzuowen couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks, taking a piece of jade-white tofu soaked in spicy sauce and minced soybean, and brought it to his mouth.

The first impression was heat.

However, soon after, the powerful spicy and numbing flavor spread over his tongue, washing through his entire mouth, and triggering an intense saliva generation.

The heat and spice complemented each other perfectly, and with just one bite, sweat started to gather on Tiqie Xianzuowen's forehead.

Second bite, third bite, fourth bite...

Tiqie Eriina was astounded as she watched her grandfather's heightened appetite, quietly swallowing a mouthful of saliva herself.

Was it really that good?

After a while, Tiqie Xianzuowen set down his chopsticks, crossed his arms, and sat with his upper garment inexplicably opening, revealing a powerful, bronze torso.

"This is..." Tiqie Eriina's pupils contracted.

"The Garment Burst!"

Xia Yu internally blurted out.

Oh, boy!

A dish rated only 70 by the system actually managed to make the Food Demon King's garment burst?

Xia Yu was now in infinite doubt about the plot of Food War Spirit.

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