Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 257 - 256: Subversion (Part 2)

Chapter 257: Chapter 256: Subversion (Part 2)

Without the idea of using an oven, Xia Yu poured a pot full of seafood rice into a tin foil bag, set it on a charcoal stove, sat on a small stool with her back to the bar, and seemed very calm.

Revolutionary!

It wasn’t just the spice formula that was disrupted but also the cooking process.

"No oven?"

Dojima Yin’s entire facial expression collapsed.

"It’s not that no one has tried to steam ’Black Rice’ using charcoal fire..." Shinohara Shigetaro said emotionally, "but they all failed, without exception. The timing for ’Black Rice’ can be described as ’incredibly fickle!’"

Shinohara Shigetaro wanted to continue, but suddenly his brows twitched, and recalling Xia Yu’s incredible fire control, he chuckled and reminded, "I hope that ’Black Rice’ under a real Flame Magician can rejuvenate and revolutionize the culinary world’s perception of this Fantasy Ingredient!"

"Let’s wait and see!"

Aoki Motota chuckled.

"How difficult!"

Dojima Yin shook his head while sitting down calmly, and said in a deep voice, "When I was researching this recipe originally, I thought about using ’charcoal grilling’ instead of an oven. After all, in the culinary world, manual craftsmanship is more esteemed than machinery, but I was stuck at this step and researched for two to three years without progress!"

"Two to three years!"

Upon hearing this, Eriina was slightly shocked.

To have trapped a Super Chef for such a long time meant that the problem wasn’t as simple as just ’timing.’

"The timing for ’Black Rice’ is an entire discipline in itself. If one can thoroughly analyze and apply the principles of using this Fantasy Ingredient, then that chef must definitely be a master of Fire Control!" Dojima Yin said with a certain tone, his gaze complex.

"I searched through many recipes, tried repeatedly, and failed repeatedly. Then, by chance, during a business trip, I tasted a seafood rice made by a renowned chef in a local Spanish restaurant, and that’s when I had the idea to incorporate ’Black Rice’ into the Spanish seafood rice."

"Simmer and roast."

Dojima Yin slowly held up two fingers and stated, "These are the two timing steps for seafood rice. ’Black Rice’ alone in simmer or roast wouldn’t be enough, but combining the two, you can cook ’Black Rice’ to eighty percent done... This level of doneness perfectly melds with the essence of Spanish seafood rice, so the slightly undercooked, al dente Black Rice doesn’t seem out of place in the dish!"

"Why can’t it be cooked completely soft, to one hundred percent done?" Eriina couldn’t resist asking.

"Miss Tiqie, do you think there’s not much difference between eighty percent and one hundred percent done?" Dojima Yin asked with a half-smile.

Eriina nodded, puzzled.

"You’re wrong!"

Dojima Yin took a deep breath and said, "The real secret of timing ’Black Rice’ lies in the last twenty percent of doneness!"

"Rice definitely cooks from the outside in, layer by layer. ’Black Rice’, inherently possessing a strong characteristic of ice, has its core area heavily concentrated with cold energy, making its defense... impeccable!"

"Even with a third step of steaming, ’Black Rice’ is very hard to fully cook and soften."

"Is that so..."

Eriina pursed her lips.

She didn’t know much more about Fantasy Ingredients than Xia Yu.

Far Moon provides elite education, yes, but the culinary knowledge taught to the students would never extend to Fantasy Ingredients; that would be pushing things too far.

If not for her background, in terms of Fantasy Ingredients, Eriina would be as clueless as Tanaka Hikari—a complete "country bumpkin."

Thump thump.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Everyone in front of the bar turned their heads simultaneously.

"Eh...?"

Cao Chun had not expected that, in broad daylight, the restaurant would still host so many people, but as he recognized several faces among the patrons, a chill swept through him. The lineup of these guests was overly luxurious.

The head of the IGO Neon Department, Shinohara Shigetaro.

The female head of the Defense Bureau, Liangzi Lina.

And Shinohara’s deputy, Vice Minister Aoki Motota.

"Dojima Yin!"

Cao Chun’s heart trembled as he spotted Dojima Yin seated further inside.

In the case where the "Food Demon King" Tiqie Xianzuowen had almost completely withdrawn from the world, the undisputed leader of the Far Moon Lineage was this robust middle-aged man. He gave him only a brief glance before turning his attention back to the young man in the kitchen.

People from the IGO headquarters, Far Moon, Shi Lin Temple.

Representatives of the three major forces above the local ’Four Families’ of Neon, gathered in a small shop—what did this imply?

"It seems like this time, the ’Gourmet Meeting’ really stirred up a hornet’s nest!" Cao Chun thought to himself.

Minister Mars?

That guy was at most on the same level as these Super Chefs.

Moreover...

Cao Chun’s gaze settled on the quietly sitting female Super Chef among them, and a news piece that had been circulating internationally in recent days came to mind, "It’s said that Miss Liangzi has begun to comprehend the ’Food Doctrine.’ If Neon sees the rise of another Lin Chef, then the IGO’s operations on this Far Eastern island would be virtually impregnable."

The hierarchy within the Super Chef system was equally strict.

A one-star Super Chef, mastering a single Culinary Heart and one ultimate flavor.

Two-stars, a single Culinary Heart, at least two ultimate flavors.

Three-stars, at least two Culinary Hearts, and three or more ultimate flavors.

Then, above three stars, came the top-tier Super Chefs, who at this phase, no longer pursued the quantity of Culinary Hearts or ultimate flavors, but tried to infuse their own intentions with all the ultimate flavors they mastered into one dish!

When they constructed a harmonious form and the cuisine resounded like a symphony, so-called ’Food Doctrine’ was born.

Cao Chun himself was at the very bottom of the Super Chef system.

He was a one-star Super Chef, so encountering top-tier individuals like Dojima Yin and Liangzi Lina, that jittery and trembling feeling was just like a student bumping into their teacher on the street.

"Hello, Chef Cao—"

At that moment, Xia Yu lifted the foil bag from the charcoal grill, placed it on a plate at the counter, glanced outside, and saw Cao Chun stopping at the door. Leaning forward, he opened the window and greeted, "You’ve arrived just in time to try my latest dish!"

Cao Chun forced a dry laugh and found a spot to sit down.

"Seven people, seven sets of bowls and spoons, one bowl each should do."

Xia Yu muttered to himself, tearing off the tape sealing the bag.

"Woosh—"

Suddenly, a whirlwind swept through the small store.

Even Cao Chun and Sena Hikari, seated a bit farther away, shivered from the cold!

But the next second, a wave of heat enveloped them!

Cao Chun’s eyes widened as if he saw a furious Flame Dragon roaring and breaking through the glass of the kitchen, bursting free!

Even the smell conveyed such a strong sense of imagery that sweat beaded on Cao Chun’s forehead, and he was lost in awe.