Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 436 - 435: The Bountiful Manor

Chapter 436: Chapter 435: The Bountiful Manor

Dojima Yin’s worldview suffered a shock.

Just stepping into the estate, a sea of verdant vegetables firmly captured his gaze.

"This is..."

Walking over and crouching down, Dojima Yin pinched the wide leaves of the vegetables, caressing them back and forth. The sensation was like touching skin, delicate, with a faint coolness.

"These bacon leaves are almost ripe," he marveled.

Xia Yu nodded.

Focusing his gaze on this plot of land — the ’bacon leaves’ growth progress popped up:

98%.

By tomorrow, this batch of ’bacon vegetables’ would turn from green to the yellow-green of ripeness.

"May I try it?" Dojima Yin said.

"Please."

Dojima Yin plucked a fresh leaf, bringing it to his mouth to chew.

The bacon leaves looked like thick slices of bacon, earning them their name.

Chewing on the leaf, he was engulfed in the natural fragrance of fats.

At the same time, the leaves had a high salt content, leaving a rather strong salty taste after swallowing.

"This fat content!" Dojima Yin cried out, astonished.

If he ignored the salty taste and the unique freshness of the vegetables, he felt like he was chewing on a piece of bacon, the oily flavor filling his mouth, while the softness was accompanied by a certain chewiness, requiring the teeth to grind the fibrous tissue to break it down.

In that moment, Dojima Yin determined—

These fantastical vegetables had an extremely high quality!

Continuing to the next plot.

For several acres, fences were erected, inside which bamboo racks were neatly distributed, and a vine-like plant climbed and grew along these racks.

Standing in front of a bamboo rack, Dojima Yin absently touched a kind of cucurbit fruit that grew in bunches similar to bananas.

"Banana cucumbers, chief executive, you should give them a try," Xia Yu said with a smile, picking a handful of the fruits, breaking one off like peeling a banana, he didn’t bother peeling it and just wiped it casually before biting into it.

Crunch, crunch.

The texture was crisp, akin to that of cucumbers, and as his teeth sank in, a refreshing juice bathed his mouth.

And upon swallowing, a warm current formed in his esophagus.

Then, the warmth spread to his limbs and throughout his body.

This was the energy contained in the fantastical vegetables!

Dojima Yin ate a whole handful, and after wiping his mouth, contentedly declared, "Natural green food, indeed. Regrettably, though it’s not bad eaten raw, if it was coated with a layer of chocolate, the texture and flavor when bitten into would be even richer."

From bacon vegetables to banana cucumbers.

Next up were Lemon Peaches and Almond Cabbages.

Very soon.

Xia Yu and Dojima Yin stood in front of the central glasshouse.

Dojima Yin pointed to a strange type of aloe cultivated around the glasshouse, visibly shocked, "...Healing Aloe?"

"You know about this plant too, chief executive? It’s not edible, so you can’t buy it in the IGO shop," Xia Yu crouched down and tore off a strip of aloe from one of the plants.

The aloe was long and thin, cool to the touch.

The skin caressed by this coolness felt very comfortable.

"This is highly sought after in the Food Mercenary world!" Dojima Yin took the aloe, hesitated for a moment, then undid his suit jacket and rolled up the left sleeve high to reveal a significant portion of his arm.

Above the elbow, there was a scar that had scabbed over.

Before long, Dojima Yin skillfully wrapped the strip of aloe around his arm, as if bandaging a wound.

After a few minutes, and he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, the aloe lost its initial luster and grew dull.

Dojima Yin then removed the aloe leaves, and the scar that had been there was gone.

"Hiss..."

Taking a sharp breath, Dojima Yin exclaimed in awe, "Not even a scar left behind, this must be the highest quality ’Healing Aloe’!"

Too many good things.

Dojima Yin initially planned to ask for some bacon vegetables.

But after tasting the banana cucumbers, he wanted some of those too.

Up until this ’Healing Aloe,’ Dojima Yin tragically realized that he wanted everything!

This estate, it was simply a treasure trove!

Xia Yu turned his back to Dojima Yin and pushed open the glass room door.

At the moment the door opened, a scent of spices diffused out, stunning Dojima Yin.

"Fantasy Moon Orange!"

Gulp.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as Dojima Yin slapped his thigh, recalling his original intention of coming here, which was to ask for a plant of the moon orange. Little did he know that he had been distracted along the way by various things.

Entering the room, the evening glow filtered through the glass, casting its light inside.

The glass room was quite spacious, but most of the space was empty. The floor was covered with black soil, with a half-meter tall sapling sprouting new leaves in the center.

His gaze swept across quickly and then returned; Dojima Yin looked at the pots of moon orange trees arranged around the glass room and asked tentatively while rubbing his hands, "Um, Instructor Xia, could I have a pot of the moon orange? You name the condition—money, recipes..."

"I’m not short on money or recipes..."

"Uh, indeed, it’s tough to find something that would interest you now."

"Actually, I’d like to see your ’Killing’ technique..."

"No way, absolutely not!"

Dojima Yin waved his hand to interrupt, "The ’Killing’ technique is the core secret of every top special chef. Once revealed, it would be studied by countless others."

"I just want to taste your ’Killing’ recipe dish," Xia Yu put on what he considered an innocent expression, "Notice, it’s the dish, not the recipe. And I’d like to observe the process of you cooking it."

"Really just the dish, you have no thoughts about my recipe?"

Dojima Yin became even more suspicious.

Ha!

How could he not be interested?

At this very moment, Xia Yu was racking his brains, researching his second ’Killing’ recipe.

But creating recipes required inspiration, as well as depth of knowledge.

Stealing the recipes of other top special chefs was a fast track to accumulating experience.

[Super Vision] would complete the "copy" without Dojima Yin realizing it.

Of course.

Copying a special-grade ’Killing’ recipe dish consumed a significant amount of spiritual energy; at the very least, he would need to spend tens of thousands of Fame Points on medicine, and there was also a certain risk of failing to learn secretly...

However, today’s Far Moon Board of Directors’ matter rang an alarm bell for Xia Yu, who had enjoyed a leisurely summer vacation!

Not to mention Ghost Father Tiqie Ji, who was definitely a leader and was no weaker than Yuchuan Ayaka.

The other faction in the board, with its four titans, was more than enough for him to deal with.

Especially that Kikuchi Musashi, also a top special chef.

If he weren’t armed with various ’Killing’ recipes, Xia Yu felt that his chances of victory in a direct confrontation in the future were not high.

After much consideration, Dojima Yin gritted his teeth and said, "All right! You can observe!"

"No time like the present, let’s do it tonight..."

He was even more eager than Xia Yu, picking up a pot of the moon orange tree and turning to leave.

Xia Yu locked the door and followed, heading directly to Far Moon’s professional kitchen.

Meanwhile.

Hokkaido, Sapporo.

The IGO’s branch building in Sapporo.

The female Lin Chef Indira stood in front of the television, holding the remote control, flipping through various gourmet shows.

As the discoverer of the Fantasy Moon Orange, she had mixed feelings about the stir caused by Far Moon’s Autumn Election preliminaries that afternoon.

She was pleased that the ingredient had become widely known, and that even the students had mastered the way to tame it.

But she was troubled by the fact that as the discoverer of the ingredient, a Gourmet Hunter, she had run out of fresh moon orange leaves.

Therefore.

When she saw on the TV screen, one high school student after another using the freshest spices to cook their curry dishes, only she understood the complex, bitter emotions that she felt.

"Indira, I suggest you go back to Tokyo and check out this year’s Autumn Election at Far Moon..."

Qiushan Hong stood not far away.

"But Sapporo here..."

"One Mars can’t stir up any waves. Don’t forget, apart from us at IGO, there are several Lin Chefs from the Chinese Chef Alliance here, and Guan Xingchen and Qin Zhengda have already submitted a request to personally oversee the kitchen equipment."

Indira pondered for a while and then nodded.

"Well then, I’ll return to Tokyo to see which research institute managed to successfully cultivate the Fantasy Spices I discovered."

The corners of her lips curled into a faint smile, "Who knows, this might spark a revolution in the world of spices."