I'm Really a God

"Dad..."

When Xingping Chuangzhen heard this, he also accepted the fact that his father lost this time. Many customers were amazed when they heard the result. After a lot of discussion, someone shouted:

"Wow, Boss Xingping actually lost, it's unbelievable, is that kind of egg fried rice really that delicious?"

"I want to taste it, boss, give us one."

"Yes, we want to eat too."

The voices of the customers gradually grew louder, and Ichiro Yukihiro applauded:

"Oh, there are still a lot of ingredients left, and everyone wants to eat, so I will let Kou Jun entertain you."

After the red-haired uncle finished speaking, he looked at Kou Ziqing, and Kou Ziqing said:

"Am I qualified? Mr. Yukihira?"

"Of course, everyone needs freshness. I have been taking the apprentice of stupid son all these years, maybe I can find some new fun."

Kou Pingcheng Ichiro said with a smile, Kou Ziqing was really relieved, this was an opportunity he got by his real skills, not the effect of Taoism like a blurred complexion. As if the gluttonous beast had finally chased its prey, he said eagerly:

"Okay, please take care of me in the future! Teacher."

When the last guest left, Kou Ziqing sat on the chair and gasped for breath. He had never entertained so many people before, and every minute of the God of Cookery Fried Rice had taken him a lot of thought and effort, so he felt very tired.

"It's hard work, Kou Jun."

Xingping Chuangzhen came over and handed him a cup of tea. The cup was new. Kou Ziqing thanked him and took a sip, saying:

"It turns out that entertaining many people is such a hard thing."

"Haha, I started in elementary school and I'm used to it."

"Xingping-kun, don't you go to school?"

"Have a rest today."

Kou Ziqing suddenly realized that when he entered this world, the real world was at night, and here is morning, the time and date were originally different.Koping Shuangzhen coughed and said:

"Kou Jun, I would like to ask a question."

"Please say."

"Your God of Cookery fried rice uses special soy sauce, right?"

"Yes, I used the ingredients in the store to configure it. What, do you want to know the secret recipe?"

"How come, it's too rude to ask this kind of thing without authorization."

Many well-known old-fashioned cooking restaurants have their own secret recipes for ingredients or soup bases.A well-known example is Coca-Cola. Legend has it that there is a mysterious formula that makes other carbonated drinks such as Pepsi always a little bit worse.

The reason why Kou Ziqing is confident to compete with Yukihiro Ichiro is because he is not putting his treasure on the magical chef characteristics that the world has given him.But because his adoptive father Kou Daochang is a strange person who understands Taoism, he must have made a lot of friends when he traveled around for decades. Not to mention the powerful and so on, some people who have made great achievements in certain areas have become friends and have a lot of connections. It is very deep, and he has taught him his own unique secret recipe.

The adoptive father Kou Boyong knows many famous cooks. The prototype chef of a certain star movie "God of Cookery" is also a good friend, and he has obtained many unique recipes for food. Kou Ziqing does not think that in reality, it can be called a craftsmanship of the God of Cookery. How much worse than the people in this fantasy world.After all, the food in this world does not shine, and there is no such thing as the legendary eight kitchen utensils.

"Adding soy sauce to fried rice is the custom of Cantonese chefs, but the soy sauce recipe is kept secret."

Yukihiro Ichiro came over after finishing his work, looked at Kou Ziqing admiringly, and continued:

"It's not just the recipe, it's also a bit unique. Can you tell me, my stupid son, and let him see the style of chefs other than me?"

Ichiro Yukihira's egg fried rice did not contain soy sauce. This is a difference in style and habit. Kou Ziqing nodded and said:

"The so-called soy sauce recipe is actually made of high-quality "raw soy sauce", fish sauce and Huadiao wine in proportion. The God of Cookery fried rice needs three rounds of soy sauce, and the way of putting it is different each time. Add it while you extend the pot, and change it for the third time, so that the taste will be even.”

When Kou Ziqing was talking, he saw that Xingping Chuangzhen didn't know where to record it from the book, and nodded his head, as if he had learned it.Kou Ziqing admired in his heart that he was really a studious boy, no wonder he had the fate of the protagonist.At this time, Yukihiro Ichiro said:

"Kou Jun, come with me, I have something to say."

Kou Ziqing thought it was some kind of apprenticeship procedure, so he didn't care and followed him. When he came to a storage room, he suddenly heard a click and the door was locked. In Kou Ziqing's surprise, he saw a handsome red-haired uncle who was smiling all the time. , his eyes showed a sharp light, and he said aggressively:

"Kou Ziqing, who are you?"

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Chapter 11 Standing ground

The handsome red-haired uncle who had always been smiling, suddenly changed his face. His eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge. When he stared at Kou Ziqing, he felt like he was using a boning knife to separate flesh and blood. It is not surprising that the man nicknamed Shura has such courage.However, Kou Ziqing is a descendant of the celestial master, with mysterious and unpredictable Taoism, he will be frightened by ordinary humans, and calmly said:

"Teacher, I am from China."

Yukihirajo Ichiro said indifferently:

"It doesn't matter whether you are Chinese or Japanese, I just ask what your purpose is."

"Of course it's to learn cooking. That's why I've come all the way here. What, teacher, is it weird that Chinese people come to Japan to study cooking?"

"It's not strange to learn cooking, it's strange to come to me to learn."

"why?"

Kou Ziqing asked back, and Ichiro Yukihira was expressionless:

"I'm just the owner of a civilian canteen in a shopping street. Even if I have a good reputation, it's only limited to this street. When you came here, you seem to have said that you have admired my name for a long time. Do you think I just listened to this kind of lie and ignored it? ?"

"It turns out to be like this. Indeed, the name of Yukihiro Ichiro is not well-known, but what about the name of Shiro Ichiro?"

Kou Ziqing knew where the problem came from, but he asked without expression. Ichiro Yukihiro's eyes narrowed and he said: