Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 104: It’s Time to Show the Real Skills

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: It’s Time to Show the Real Skills

Xia Yu was also drenched in sweat.

The high heat was roasting him as well, as a chef, he bore the brunt of it; less than a half-step in front of him was a large stove lined with a thick layer of charcoal, yet he couldn’t afford to slack off in the slightest. With the temperature as it was, even a half-beat slow in flipping it, and the suckling pig on the flames would be charred!

In just a short moment, the skin of the suckling pig began to turn slightly golden brown!

"It’s time to brush on some oil," Xia Yu silently calculated the heat as Xingping Chuangzhen was operating the bellows, causing the charcoal to burn faster.

"Hand me the oil, I need peanut oil..."

"And the basting brush!"

He called out towards the tea pavilion. These items were all prepared in advance by the Tiqie family.

"Here you go—"

A lively voice came from beside him.

Without noticing who it was, Xia Yu’s right hand was flipping the suckling pig over the flames, and with his left hand, he reached back, grabbing the large basting brush. He swirled it in the jar filled with peanut oil, and the brush immediately picked up shiny lard. He basted it over the front and back of the suckling pig. The trickling oil droplets hissed as they hit the charcoal, emitting thick, pungent smoke, and the flames grew even wilder!

"It’s about to scorch!" the girl holding the oil exclaimed.

"Scorch what? Bullshit!" Xia Yu glanced sideways, saw it was Eriina, and inwardly exclaimed in surprise. The Divine Tongue stood by, the charcoal fire reflecting off her golden hair and delicate face, making them glow red.

He hadn’t expected this young lady to take the initiative to help, but at this critical juncture, Xia Yu had no spare energy for banter, focusing entirely on controlling the heat!

To put it in picturesque terms, in Xia Yu’s "flame senses," the entire stove was divided into several zones, with a few of the red-heat zones shining blindingly bright, while the perimeter areas were dimmer with orange hues.

Blast Flame culinary technique wasn’t about blindly roasting the suckling pig in the red-heat zones.

He had to consider whether the red-heat zones could completely envelop the entire suckling pig. If there wasn’t enough space, other parts of the pig that landed in the cooler orange-heat zones would lead to uneven heating and risk charring the pig.

Moreover, the temperatures in both the red and orange-heat zones were constantly changing due to variables such as charcoal and airflow. Half of Xia Yu’s attention was on controlling these temperature fluctuations, and the other half was on the roasting suckling pig, observing its color, sniffing its aroma, and judging the level of doneness.

Eriina stood next to him, halting mid-speech.

She secretly glanced at the focused Xia Yu and managed to suppress the questions in her heart for the time being.

Xia Yu’s method of roasting the suckling pig was very different from what she knew.

The key question was, is it really okay to roast the suckling pig with this kind of charcoal fire?

"Xingping, increase the airflow, and speed up your hand movement!" Xia Yu suddenly commanded, startling Eriina. The fire heat, was it going to increase even more?!

"Alright, alright!"

Xingping Chuangzhen was cranking the bellows, his hands already sore, but upon hearing this, he clenched his teeth and mustered all his Qi Force to speed up his actions.

"Whirring"

Just then, a wave of heat surged over, prompting Eriina to step back two or three times before the suffocating steam from the charcoal fire lessened. The firelight shone on her smooth forehead, revealing a layer of gleaming sweat.

The flames grew even more ferocious!

"This is it!"

His voice contained a trace of excitement. His entire body was sweating, but Xia Yu thoroughly enjoyed the sensation. He closed his eyes lightly, surrounded by the flames, giving him the illusion that he was a son of fire. He had once pondered, by maxing out "Blast Flame" advanced culinary technique, could he reach the realm of mythical abilities like "Power of Flame" or "Heart of Flame"?

Furthermore, the "flame senses" opened up through the Blast Flame culinary technique still left him in awe.

In the original work of "China’s Number One," Ya Kan, the "Blast Flame Chef," possessed a divine talent known as "Super Tactile Sense." As a Dragon Chef, when he used flames to cook, his entire skin acted like a precise temperature sensor. He could adjust his movements according to the slightest changes in the fire. That’s why his "Heavenly Hero Grilled Bluefish" managed to perfectly cook through in the roaring sea of flames without charring.

Now that Xia Yu had acquired the framework of "Flame Sensory," if he developed this sense to its extreme, wouldn’t he naturally obtain "Super Tactile Sense" as well?

These thoughts were but fleeting, as Xia Yu completely cast them aside and focused on roasting the suckling pig.

About half an hour later, the pig roasting on the flames had begun to develop a golden hue. The fully cooked belly and ribs were incredibly lustrous, and the aroma of meat and seasonings was like a gas bomb exploding in the courtyard, making everyone’s mouths water.

"It’s about time!"

Xia Yu took the seven to eight tenths cooked roast suckling pig off the spit.

Seeing this, Xingping Chuangzhen dropped the bellows, flopped down on the ground, massaging his sore arms, and complained to Xia Yu’s retreating figure, "I’ve given it my all, don’t waste my efforts!"

"I’ll reward you with a big pig leg later!"

With his back to Xingping Chuangzhen, Xia Yu brought the steaming roast suckling pig over to the opened-up carcass of a water buffalo.

It was time to show his real skills!

He stopped, checked repeatedly to ensure the moisture inside the buffalo had fully dried, found some gloves to put on—ignoring the scorching heat—and then squatted down to stuff the entire suckling pig along with its spit into the buffalo’s abdominal cavity.

Witnessing this, everyone exchanged glances in bewilderment.

"What is he doing?!"

"It’s nearly cooked, to throw it into the buffalo’s body now... Wouldn’t that ruin everything?"

"Mixing raw and cooked meat together, this low-level and erroneous pairing, he should know better!"

Xingping Chuangzhen, Morioka Makoto, and others were dumbstruck. Tiqie Eriina bit her thumb.

Meanwhile.

In the Tiqie Mansion kitchen, Dojima Yin didn’t begin cooking his own dish but sat in front of the broadcast screen, enjoying the sight of Xia Yu roasting the pig and talking on the phone.

"Sure, Mr. Shinohara, I’ll send you the recording later."

"If the assessment is satisfactory, signing off on my end and the General’s is no problem, but you need to ask for his opinion, too. Otherwise, it’s just wishful thinking on our part and could delay things, especially since school is starting in a few days..."

At that moment, Dojima Yin suddenly stopped.

On the broadcast screen, Xia Yu didn’t just stuff the roasted pig into the buffalo; he also enlisted the help of several maids and staff to bind the buffalo carcass with two long chains, especially around the abdominal area, which was stitched together with needle and thread, leaving no gaps.

What followed was a bustling scene.

Xia Yu and the staff brought over sack after sack of charcoal and spilled it out to form half-meter-high mounds of charcoal on the ground. Dojima Yin watched as Xia Yu held a burning stick, pushing it under the charcoal mound.

"Boom"

It was as if a barrel of gunpowder had been ignited; flames burst skyward!

"Did he bury solid alcohol blocks in the charcoal pile?" murmured Dojima Yin.

In the flames, the dark charcoal quickly turned red as heatwaves howled and swept through the courtyard.

Dojima Yin suddenly widened his eyes.

A group of staff, working together, moved the several-hundred-kilogram buffalo onto the blazing charcoal pile. Sizzling, the flames immediately engulfed the buffalo. Forced back by the rolling heatwaves, the staff members wiped sweat from their brows and retreated, their eyes showing a hint of astonishment.

Xia Yu simply gripped the chain that was pulling the buffalo, guarding it beside the charcoal pile, seemingly unfazed by the high temperatures.