Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 332 - 331: Heaven at the Entrance

Chapter 332: Chapter 331: Heaven at the Entrance

Choosing a path to one’s demise?

Xia Yu, with his rich culinary battle experience, knew very well how foolish a decision it was to serve his dish at this moment.

Yet, the so-called good and bad, pros and cons, were never absolute.

Strategies must be tailored to the situation,

whether one could break through the impression left by the previous chef on the diners depended on the individual.

At least Xia Yu was filled with strong self-confidence!

"My masterpiece..."

Murmuring in his heart, Xia Yu’s gaze swept across the peak creation laying on the kitchen counter, his eyes revealing a trace of satisfaction, but also regret.

In fact, Xia Yu had bought the recipe for the "Fierce Ice Fresh Carving Mountain" a week earlier.

Because this recipe was particularly suitable for him to practice carving, and it also deepened his proficiency with the recipe, learning the so-called art of sashimi was a must. Over 10,000 Fame Points meant nothing to Xia Yu after he had willfully drawn flak in "Taste Weekly."

But the recipe’s corresponding culinary skills, he did not possess.

This resulted in the current culinary work being Xia Yu’s personal masterpiece rather than the peak of the "Fierce Ice Fresh Carving Mountain" recipe!

Wasn’t "Seven Stars Knife" Rein strong in the original "Chuka Ichiban"?

Terrifyingly strong!

If it weren’t for the protagonist Liu Maoxing having the plot armor, Rein would undoubtedly be the arch-nemesis of his life.

Rein possessed culinary skills capable of confronting the Dark Cuisine World’s Five Tiger Stars of that time; according to the strength system back then, Lin Chef was actually just a special chef in the Dark World, yet at that time, Rein was undoubtedly at the apex of this realm. When preparing dishes and slaughtering animals, he would attach a Spirit Talisman for their deliverance. These acts were not for show but a practice in pursuit of Food’s Profound Meaning.

So, based on the current culinary ratings, Rein, who was only two years older than Liu Maoxing at that time, was actually very close to reaching the Lin Chef level, or perhaps during his travels, he quietly broke through to become a Lin Chef entirely.

This was a young genius who was overlooked.

Liu Maoxing became a special-grade chef at 13; Rein, being two years older, would naturally be a special-grade chef at 15, and among the top ones at that.

Therefore, when Xia Yu was learning his recipes, he did so with profound respect, leaving no room for disdain, treating it as honoring a senior.

And now, it was time for him to present his assignment.

Although there was no "Arhat Crystal Slash."

No Beichen Sky Wolf Blade, but through his own efforts, Xia Yu managed to recreate the dish "Fierce Ice Fresh Carving Mountain" to the greatest extent possible, infusing it with his own mark! This was his cuisine!

"Wow——"

A gasp of amazement interrupted Xia Yu’s thoughts.

Unknowingly, the area near Xia Yu had been tightly surrounded.

It was afternoon, the kitchen doors were wide open, and sunlight poured through from the courtyard. The sun, which was already starting to get scorching in June, shone near the kitchen counter.

The ice sculpture on the counter reflected the sunlight, sparkling brilliantly and appearing even more translucent.

The chill dissipated, and the slices of raw fish slightly shimmered within the wisps of mist.

"So, so beautiful!"

"So ice sculpture can indeed be combined with raw fish slices to this exquisite, such dreamlike effect!"

Several girls present were immediately captivated.

From a distance, the mighty presence of the ice sculpture of Kun shone with its icy blue eyes, as if to hold the boundless sky.

Up close, that imposing aura vanished without a trace, leaving only venerable adoration for the artwork.

Tanaka Hikari’s hands covered her mouth tightly, her beautiful eyes reflecting the shadows of the ice sculpture and fish slices.

She did not quite understand art, much less carving, and compared to other Far Moon female students, her style seemed a bit rustic, not following fashion and trends, but none of that stopped her from appreciating Xia Yu’s culinary work.

"Don’t just stand there, food is meant to be tasted, not just looked at—"

A voice with a smile greeted them, Hikari barely had time to withdraw her gaze when a pair of clean chopsticks were stuffed into her hands.

Feeling the lingering warmth on her wrist,

her cheeks instantly flushed with red, Hikari bowed her head, her thoughts adrift, "Just now... just now... "

Everyone received a pair of chopsticks.

"A thin slice!"

Mars was the first to reach out with chopsticks, towards the ice sculpture of Kun, his face filled with sincere reverence, carefully as if to tear off a thin sliver of fish flesh from a living fish.

It was only when the fish slice left the sculpture that it revealed a slight flesh color, a faint pink.

Finally, the slices of fish were no longer purely transparent.

"This is not a show! Nor is it any kind of art," Mars inhaled deeply, his eyes fixed on the sashimi on his chopsticks, "The so-called sashimi is meant to be kept cold all the way until the moment it enters the mouth, that is when it explodes into a supremely beautiful sensation!"

Others also picked up their chopsticks, followed by a chorus of gasps.

From a distance, the thinness of the slices was merely an estimation, but now, as they personally picked up the sashimi with their chopsticks, everyone truly understood just how thin a slice of fish could be, as delicate as wisps of gossamer.

"In fact, I would rather call a dish like this full of sashimi, ’Yu Kua’," Xia Yu suddenly spoke up.

"Yu Kua?"

"Yes, ’Kua’ and ’Zhi’ are a pair of words."

Xia Yu dipped her finger in water and, on the counter, she wrote down a large "Kua" character.

"This character refers to finely sliced fish. A long time ago, China had the culinary custom of ’raw meat as kua’; the ancient yu kua also emphasized knife skills, the thinner the better, with no end to the refinement. Some ancient chefs could slice sashimi into fine threads, a delicacy known as kua si..."

As she casually explained, Xia Yu suddenly stopped, slapped her forehead in realization, and exclaimed:

"The sashimi is peeling away from the ice sculpture, and quickly losing its freshness. You better try some now!"

Then, she pointed to the small dishes on the counter, "This is a special sesame oil sauce I prepared, help yourselves."

"Sesame oil sauce?"

Mars, puzzled, saw that Xia Yu didn’t intend to explain further, so he dipped his chopsticks into the dark sauce.

He swallowed.

For a moment, in Xia Yu’s field of view, everyone around was a dynamic picture of opening their mouths to eat.

Hmm?!

The already tense atmosphere suddenly froze.

Time seemed to stand still.

The chopsticks were still in their mouths, not yet removed, and without needing to be chewed, the fish melted on the tip of the tongue like a patch of dissolving ice and snow, leaving only the delicious juice of the fish in the mouth!

"Ah—"

A scream.

Suddenly, a wind swept through the kitchen, starting with Tanaka Hikari, to Shen Liangzi, to Morioka Makoto, to Yoshino Yuji, and even to Kobayakawa Ryodan, Tiqie Helinai—anyone who had just consumed the sashimi instinctively covered their checkered uniform skirts with their left hands, experiencing a slight tremor in their legs.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A blast of wind!

It was as if a magical, frigid wind from the Extreme North Heavenly Country swept through their mouths.

Everyone shook in pleasure, moaning softly.

But the wind stopped just as abruptly as it started, immediately followed by the sound of breaking ice.

"Crack!"

Their bodies jolted. Tiqie Helinai’s pupils dilated, her eyes unfocused, as her sensitive "Divine Tongue" now spasmed uncontrollably in her mouth, sending electric currents darting wildly across her taste buds.

The fish on her tongue hadn’t actually melted.

It broke out of the ice at that moment, warming up on the tongue, asserting its presence!

"Smooth!"

Mars commented, incredulousness painting his pupils.

"Tender!"

Tiqie Helinai said, still clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, her eyes glazed over with a layer of mist as her cute, bright-red tongue involuntarily slipped out of her mouth, tracing her lips wantonly before, feeling the cold of the outside world, sharply retracting back into her mouth.

"Soft and exquisite! The ultimate in texture!"

"Just this texture alone, regardless of the flavor, is already perfection..."

Others closed their eyes in rapture.

The girls blushed as if about to drip water, each adopting a cute and coy pose.

The boys, like Ichise Hui and Xingping Chuangzhen, couldn’t help but flush with a rosy glow, their facial muscles completely relaxed, lines softened, their faces unconsciously showing smiles that came from deep within.

These were the smiles of happiness tasted in fine cuisine.

Click!

Seeing this, those who hadn’t tried the fish, Takai Masashi and Hase Ichiro, felt a sinking feeling in their hearts as they exchanged looks that conveyed their mutual shock.

This is bad...