Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 345 - 344: Each Own Attempt

Chapter 345: Chapter 344: Each Own Attempt

In fact, Xia Yu wasn’t the first one to actually operate it.

Before him, a dominant, unmarried, old girl who hated being called an "Old Lady," Ujou Mamie, had already started her cooking.

As a culinary consultant for HUB Food, a curry powerhouse, Ujou Mamie’s specialty was naturally curry.

What she made was curry rice!

The formula for "curry," a blend of various spices, is not at all exaggerated to be called bizarre. Every chef skilled in curry has their own unique recipe.

The audience in front of the live stream, just captivated by Xia Yu’s rice washing, immediately turned their attention to Ujou Mamie.

The female chef hummed a tune as she rummaged through a large suitcase she carried, pulling out a bunch of airtight glass jars filled with spices arranged on the kitchen counter. She pulled out the stoppers—a bit of this, a bit of that—with a casual and relaxed demeanor, no need for precise measurements.

Pepper, rue, turmeric powder.

Fennel seeds, dried red chili.

So many, at least dozens. In any case, a mixture of various dried spice powders was blended in a small dish by Ujou Mamie.

Finally, snap!

She rolled a piece of paper into a funnel shape, filled it with a bit of the mixed spices, and poured them onto the nearby kitchen counter. Ujou Mamie held down a lighter, and as the flame touched the accumulated powder, whoosh, a gust of spiced air instantly filled the room!

She sniffed it.

Ujou Mamie withdrew the lighter and revealed a refreshing smile, "Great! My strongest Indian curry recipe is complete!"

"Let’s see if my strongest recipe can subdue you!"

Next, she went to rinse the rice, filled the electric rice cooker, added the right amount of water, turned on the power, and set it aside.

Then she turned to open several huge freezers lined up together.

Beef, potatoes, onions, carrots.

Seeing Ujou Mamie gather these classic ingredients, any slightly experienced viewer knew what she was going to cook!

Yes, it was the classic version of curry rice!

Other than the rice being different, the other ingredients were only different from common ingredients in terms of quality.

"Wow!"

Chiyoda Aichi was still at the venue; her exclamation echoed in many Neon households’ living rooms, "It looks like Chef Ujou has figured out the method to ’subdue’ Jile Rice!"

The three bigwigs of the Neon Department, Shinohara Shigetaro, Reiko Lina, and Aoki Motota, returned from the venue and gathered at the headquarters’ top floor, watching the live broadcast on TV.

"This Ujou, really reckless!" Shinohara Shigetaro couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

Reiko Lina glanced at an upset Aoki and with a faint smile said, "Ujou has always been a forceful character. Any ’subduing’ techniques, in her opinion, are probably not as effective as a forceful, dominant curry recipe."

"Truly reckless!"

Aoki Motota muttered.

In the video, Ujou Mamie chopped beef, potatoes, onions, and carrots briskly.

Then it was time to stir-fry the beef, add diced potatoes, onions, and carrots, mixing them together until the ingredients were cooked through. She then poured in curry powder mixed with cold water, stirring continuously with a spatula.

Suddenly, Ujou Mamie stopped, picked up a slice of beef, and tasted it, declaring with a delicate frown, "It’s a bit harsh! Add some Dried Tangerine Peel powder to mellow it!"

Saying this, she grabbed a spice jar.

"Done!"

Once the electric rice cooker had cooked the ’Jile Rice,’ Ujou Mamie’s curry was ready to be served.

"Sizzle..."

A full pot of curry, mixed with white, fine rice on a large plate, instantly turned the rice a bright yellow. With the addition of beef, diced onions, and carrots, this curry rice was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

"Did it succeed?"

The audience waited eagerly, with Chiyoda Aichi secretly swallowing her saliva.

However, at this moment, the master chefs watching the live broadcast simultaneously furrowed their brows.

Ujou Mamie also stood there dumbly, having poured the aromatic curry sauce over the rice, she suddenly lost interest in the dish on the table.

After a long while, she finally spooned up a taste, frowning deeply!

"Failed!"

Ujou Mamie muttered to herself without giving much thought to the camera following her around, "The rice doesn’t have any curry flavor at all!"

"Incompatible!"

She picked up a clump of rice with her chopsticks, placed it on a paper-lined countertop, and spread it out.

It was clearly observable that the curry sauce and the rice grains seemed to be separated by something, and even so, when the curry and rice were eaten together, they should have had flavor, but the reality was quite the opposite.

The moment she tasted the "Jile Rice," all other ingredients vanished!

Extreme repulsion!

Frowning, Ujou Mamie became agitated and paced around the kitchen, "How can I blend the curry into the world of ’Jile Rice’?"

After this failure, she had evidently realized that constructing her desired culinary world outside of "Jile Rice" was very unrealistic. Therefore, the next challenge was crucial: how to create a new world within "Jile Rice"!

No ideas.

Ujou Mamie quickly calmed down and murmured as she walked to her bedroom, "Let’s see how the others are doing."

Her bedroom, a modest space of about twenty square meters, was equipped with a television. When she turned it on, Ujou Mamie could only receive internal live broadcast signals from the IGO organization, which were completely muted.

"Ah!"

She switched the live camera to Room 1, where the young man was seen meticulously selecting rice grains one by one.

"What’s he doing?" Ujou Mamie exclaimed in surprise. "Is there any difference between one grain of rice and another?"

At that moment, having sat for nearly an hour, Xia Yu suddenly threw the remaining rice back into the metal box and picked up a porcelain bowl, about a pound of rice, walking to the countertop.

Multiple clay pots were arranged on the stove.

He searched for ingredients in the freezer, and fortunately, the kitchen was well-stocked. After a while, Xia Yu gathered the ingredients he needed: mung beans, pumpkin, pine nuts, and longan.

But one ingredient was still missing:

Red leaves.

Xia Yu went to the communication portal and called out, "Could you find me some fresh red leaves?"

"Red leaves?" The female operator panicked. "Could you clarify what you mean, Chef Xia?

"It’s red vegetable, a type of vegetable. Just ask around; they should have it." Xia Yu hung up the communication without urgency, first dealing with the other four ingredients.

He washed the mung beans, boiled them on high, cooled them with cold water, and crushed them.

He sliced the pumpkin.

He shelled and pitted the longan, then chopped it.

As for the pine nuts, they were left as is.

By the time he finished these tasks, the IGO management had finally delivered a bag of red vegetables through a dedicated window in the kitchen.

The red vegetables were also chopped.

"The key to that recipe lies in time management!" Xia Yu thought to himself, hands sweaty with nerves. After all, he was being forced to improvise, and though he approached it as a practice run, a successful outcome would be a delightful surprise, ensuring a pass in this evaluation.

"The amount of water per pot and the timing of adding the seasoning... To put it simply, complete all the steps almost simultaneously! No room for sloppiness!"

The kitchen had no assistants; he had to perform all tasks alone.

Xia Yu took a deep breath and calmly placed a small amount of "Jile Rice" and water into each of the five clay pots, then turned on the valves. Flames immediately licked under the bottoms of the pots.

"Five clay pots, five concurrent operations?"

Ujou Mamie was startled.

"What is he doing?!"

In the IGO Neon headquarters, Aoki Motota pointed at the TV set in surprise, "Is he planning to execute five recipes at once?"

"No..."

Shinohara Shigetaro focused on the ingredients placed in different containers on the screen, instead of paying attention to the pots on the stove.

He furrowed his brows slightly.

Actually, this manager was also quite curious about what Xia Yu was up to.