Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 359 - 358: Condensed Milk Porridge

Chapter 359: Chapter 358: Condensed Milk Porridge

"My cooking!"

As the porridge was brought to the table, Xia Yu took the three bowls from the tray and placed each in front of the three judges.

"Plain porridge?"

Just as the camera zoomed in on the bowls, a close-up revealed a scene that elicited gasps from the crowd.

A thick white mist continuously rose, and it was not just mist—within the delicate white ceramic bowl, the porridge seemed covered by a thin white luminescent film, partially veiled, igniting a strong sense of mystery and drawing people to explore.

"No, it’s not plain porridge!"

Eyes can be deceiving.

But from close range, Qiushan Hong, Indira, and Shinohara Shigetaro, the three judges, saw through the illusion in the bowl at a glance.

"Barley, lotus seeds!"

Qiushan Hong’s eyes locked firmly onto the porridge, staring at the tiny floating particles.

These small grains weren’t mushy and stood out unmistakably against the rice porridge.

"What else?"

Indira slightly tilted her head down, closed her eyes gently, and took a delicate whiff of the fragrant scent wafting from the porridge bowl. Unexpectedly, the scent hit her nose and her shoulders shivered involuntarily, her face turning to one of surprise.

"Gorgon fruit! There’s also gorgon fruit!" declared the female Lin Chef decisively, "Gorgon fruit, a medicinal herb from the Chinese Continent, is the dry seed of a plant from the Water Lily family and holds significant dietary medicinal value!"

Gorgon fruit is a unique medicinal food ingredient to the Chinese Continent, and Indira seemed to have a proficient grasp on such ingredients.

"What else?"

Soon, the Lin Chef, known as the contemporary Spice Empress, frowned deeply.

She barely identified the barley, lotus seeds, and gorgon fruit in the porridge.

Indeed, to distinguish specific medicinal ingredients just by smell after they had been cooked in a pot was quite impressive—it was almost as good as having the "Divine Nose" sense of smell. Xia Yu listened from the side and was secretly astonished.

"Anything else?"

Chiyoda Aichi’s gaze immediately drifted over.

Seeing this, Xia Yu cleared his throat and said, "There’s also ’Poria,’ but I ground the Poria into powder. This medicinal ingredient has completely merged into the hot porridge, making it difficult to recognize."

It was fortunate that this was in Neon, where people had been influenced by Chinese culture since ancient times. The audience generally recognized some medicinal ingredients, and the group of professional chefs also had varying levels of understanding based on their own fields, but all knew much more than the average person.

"Barley, lotus seeds, gorgon fruit... And Poria!"

Among the Distant Moon Student Observation Team, Niho Fuyuka from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, covered her mouth and exclaimed in her heart, "It is, it’s Four Gods Porridge!"

The ’Four Gods Porridge’ is an ancient formula that has been passed down for a long time—how could she not know it?

Just before the summer examination a few days ago, she had personally tasted the ’Four Gods Porridge’ cooked by Xia Yu, and had been astounded.

"This recipe seems familiar."

Qiushan grasped it, looked at Xia Yu meaningfully, and said, "But your cooking is surely more than just this, right?"

"Just taste it and you’ll find out!"

Xia Yu nodded, then gestured toward several clean porcelain spoons set on a wooden tray.

The three judges simultaneously picked up a spoon.

Shh!

Qiushan Hong slowly lifted a spoonful of porridge, which was filled to the brim. The venue suddenly fell silent, everyone in a stunned expression as if seeing a ghost, clearly witnessing something that challenged their worldview.

Even Qiushan Hong’s hand froze in midair!

"This porridge..." The Lin Chef couldn’t help but gulp.

Finally, the true form of the porridge in the spoon revealed itself through the dense drifting white mist.

The grains of ’Nirvana Rice’ had completely cooked down.

At that moment, what was in the spoon seemed not a spoonful of porridge but a spoonful of white condensed milk!

Overturning their perceptions, slender strands of light twisted in and about.

Had it not been for the Job’s Tears and lotus seeds adorning the porridge, this spoonful, once scooped up, would have been just a pure white nothingness, devoid of any whole grains.

Furthermore, once the porridge left the porcelain bowl and the blanketing mist, it was as if it had shed its shackles—a rich, heart-piercing fragrance immediately exploded like a gas bomb!

Boom!

Qiushan Hong barely had time to look before the fragrance intoxicated him, deeply inhaling as his hand, holding the spoon, trembled slightly as he brought the porridge to his mouth.

Indescribable texture!

So smooth!

So tender!

So slick!

The combination of smooth, tender, and slick was sheer perfection the moment it touched his lips!

Qiushan Hong’s tongue spasmed as if electrified, the slight convulsion even pulling at his facial muscles, so when the close-up shot filled the screen, the normally elegant and smiling famous Lin Chef appeared with a voracious Demon-like grimace.

"Swoosh—"

With a gentle inhalation, the spoonful of condensed milk porridge was cleanly devoured.

The porridge traveled from mouth to throat without a hint of roughness.

What does it feel like to have hot porridge flowing inside your body?

Qiushan Hong’s forehead beaded with sweat, his body moving unconsciously. "Hot! So hot! Heat coming from every organ!"

In his intestines, the condensed milk porridge seemed to break down into threads of warmth, invasively spreading through the walls to his viscera, forcefully infiltrating every limb and bone, as if after lengthy vigorous exercise, something known as warmth brewed between his muscles.

Eh!

Suddenly, Qiushan Hong’s mind quivered.

He actually saw an inner vision of his own body.

A glow from his lower abdomen drew his attention, and to his astonishment, he saw two organs glowing!

The actively glowing stomach churned, thirstily absorbing the hot porridge conveyed by the esophagus, soon emitting sounds of satisfaction.

The spleen nearby was equally radiant.

"A porridge that strengthens the spleen and stomach?"

Qiushan Hong understood.

When he came back to his senses, though the porridge had been swallowed, some remnants of Job’s Tears, lotus seeds, and Poria seeds were left, Qiushan Hong’s jaws involuntarily clenched, crunching multiple herbs, a strong medicinal flavor once again assaulted his entire body.

"Hmm!"

Just one spoonful, and Qiushan Hong was lost.

Seeing this, Indira and Shinohara Shigetaro no longer hesitated and both tried it.

"Ha—"

As Shinohara Shigetaro exhaled a hot breath, his facial features instantly softened, his cheeks flushing with a drunken red.

That feeling of warmth suffusing the body, indescribable, Shinohara Shigetaro also couldn’t help but sway in his chair, twisting and turning as though trying to express his comfort, the scene appearing somewhat comical to onlookers.

Indira fared even worse.

The porridge unexpectedly slid into her mouth, the heat tightly enveloping her; the Spice Empress screamed, dropping her spoon, her arms encircling herself as if she felt utterly bare, beneath her feet the over swelling waves of a porridge ocean, just the steaming vapors rising were enough to make her scream, lost in the gourmet world.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

In Nirvana, three figures plunged into a pool of milk-like white water.

Splash—

Qiushan Hong and Shinohara Shigetaro broke the surface, limbs outstretched, letting go completely, simply allowing themselves to float on the water, reveling in ultimate comfort and ease.

Suddenly, the earth shook, the two hurriedly swam to shore, just managing to climb out when, boom, the water behind them rolled up into a huge column, roared like thunder, a Dragon intertwined with the column, eventually coiling in mid-air, fixing its majestic gaze upon them.

Indira on the dragon’s back, hugged her bare body, turning her head away, her cheeks and ears flushed with red.