Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 480 - 479: On the Field

Chapter 480: Chapter 479: On the Field

"The winner is Xia Yu!"

"First match... Far Moon wins!"

The voice of the female host, Chiyoda Aichi, full of excitement, echoed for a long time. This was the background sound as Xia Yu stepped off the stage.

The venue was in chaos, difficult to calm.

When Xia Yu sat down, Zhu Qing, Dojima Yin, Eriina, and even the Tiqie Zongwei couple all gazed at him with fervent eyes.

"What about ours?"

Zhu Qing glanced at him gently.

Just a few minutes ago, Xia Yu had handed over at least a dozen dishes to the guest seats, and it was chaotic over there.

"Of course, I brought it back!"

With his hands behind his back, he brought them to the front, smiling as he placed a lunchbox on the table in the Far Moon waiting area. When he lifted the lid, the fragrance quickly wafted out, and for the next ten minutes, the only sound was of eating. Many in the venue looked on in envy.

Is it delicious?

The question was unnecessary.

Even the most ignorant audience, by observing the chaotic guest seats, knew that the judges’ previous praise of this classic work was absolutely not an exaggeration.

"A classic work?"

The leader of the Yangquan Restaurant team, Yu Hong, holding a small plate, occasionally picked up a thin slice of blood sausage with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, savoring it slowly, his face full of enjoyment.

"It truly is a classic."

He spoke up, praising, "Western-style casing with a Chinese core. Although the red sausage has a Western method, its core, the most crucial part, harnesses the spice framework of the ’blood of cow, pig, and bird,’ full of Chinese flavor!"

A young genius!

These words, Yu Hong did not say aloud, fearing to discourage the few young disciples around him.

"Father, isn’t this an imitation?"

Yu Han, squeezing from the back row, whispered beside Yu Hong’s ear. This young lady seemed just of age, a member of the tourist observation group, not on the Yangquan Restaurant’s special competition list.

"Imitation?"

Yu Hong shook his head, his gaze profound, sweeping over the young disciples, sighing, "If you can imitate on the spot like this, and add your own touch, turning the opponent’s recipe into your own, then you are... invincible!"

"Invincible?"

The young disciples of Yangquan Restaurant were aghast.

Yu Hong smiled, not planning to elaborate further; some things are better seen than heard. He couldn’t help but focus his gaze on the Far Moon Contest Team’s waiting area, lingering long on the young special chef surrounded by people, "... Does he possess certain talents?"

This Lin Chef vaguely grasped a critical point.

The essence of a recipe cannot be grasped just by observing, yet Bernard’s ’Black Blood Sausage’ had all its production stages exposed, defenseless to the opponent, which was a significant issue.

Even Yu Hong, as a Lin Chef, could not grasp a top special chef’s proudest recipe like that.

This boy had significant issues!

Not only Yu Hong thought so, but a group of Lin Chefs, who witnessed the first show in Area A, shared nearly the same thought.

Also placed in Area A was the Shanghai Longzhen Restaurant.

The Lin Giant Tangshan, leading the group, said to a double-decade woman, "Yuqiong, our Tang Family is also in Area A. In the upcoming quarterfinals, we are likely to face Far Moon... Be careful of him!"

Tang Yuqiong, dressed in men’s clothes, softly replied and looked at the young man in the waiting area with interest.

"Imitation? Divine imitation?"

"Interesting!"

Tang Yuqiong softly muttered, "... Can you really imitate any recipe, and modify it to become your own?"

Suddenly, she felt a surge of challenge.

The two factions of the ’Gastronomy Society,’ the Academy, and the Research Institute, were also stunned by Xia Yu’s brilliant performance.

"He must have awakened some kind of ’gourmet cells’ related to vision, right?" said the giant Lei Zhe in a buzzing voice.

"Haha, Lei Zhe, don’t always measure geniuses with ’gourmet cells’!" The Academy faction’s giant Desani laughed loudly, "No matter how strong, gourmet cells are just auxiliary tools. A chef’s essence lies in culinary skill! Without strong culinary skills, no matter how powerful the gourmet cells, they are just puppets driven by desires and demons!"

Lei Zhe snorted coldly, obviously holding a different viewpoint from Desani.

"When I find more powerful ’gourmet cells’ and develop them, even ignorant children will be able to easily defeat special chefs!" he said.

"You are obsessed!"

The Academy faction Lin Chef Desani shook his head, no longer bothering with the ’gourmet cells’ supremacist Lei Zhe.

...

In front of televisions watching the event live.

Polar Star Dormitory erupted in a festive scene.

Tanaka Hikari and Morioka Makki embraced each other, while Yoshino Yuuki jumped around.

Xingping Chuangzhen, observing the young chef coming down amidst the lights, felt his heart surge but didn’t show it, instead turning around, secretly clenching his fist saying, "As expected, Instructor Xia will not lose!"

In a certain dark room.

’The Omniscient Tracker’ Mizuo Ang stared blankly at the television.

"Is this the real ’imitation’?"

Mizuo Ang suddenly understood.

Imitation isn’t wrong; imitation is not an original sin, it is also a direct path to the pinnacle of a chef, but pure imitation is just the beginning!

Having lost the Shokugeki vision and had his ideology collapsed, Mizuo Ang suddenly clarified his path at this moment.

"Perhaps I too can, like Instructor Xia, imitate on the spot, learn on the spot, modify on the spot!"

"What’s important is that I must have my own touch!"

Mizuo Ang suddenly burst into laughter, kneeling on the room floor, tears welling up in his eyes; he felt a rekindled passion for cooking inside, just like when he was young, watching his father cook in the kitchen all day without getting bored or fretful. He suddenly understood why his father distanced himself, why he was sent to Far Moon.

It turns out, his previous path was indeed the wrong one.

Pure imitation only leads to aversion, not praise and applause.

Staring at the familiar person on the screen, receiving waves of admiration, Mizuo Ang vowed that soon, he too would achieve similar things with his own "imitation"!

...

Having won a match for the Contest Team, Xia Yu sat down after stepping off the stage, shutting out the noise of the venue, seemingly to rest with eyes closed, but actually communicating with the Chef God Space, checking the expenses and gains from this battle.

"[Super Vision]used a total of 61 minutes and 54 seconds."

"You consumed [Spirit Pills]*8."

"Total fame points spent: 40,000."

"Reminder: You have an unnamed ’Special Level Three Stars’ recipe."

The system said.

"Oh—"

Standing in the Fantasy Kitchen, Xia Yu patted his head, checking his recipe record.

In the ’Special Level Three Stars’ section, a new recipe was added. The original two recipes were "Sukiyaki," "Deep Sea Roar," and now the third was named simply as "Cow-Pig-Bird Blood Sausage."

Excluding the "Sukiyaki" given by Chef Ryoko,

both "Deep Sea Roar" and "Cow-Pig-Bird Blood Sausage" were "stolen" by Xia Yu using the[Super Vision].

To mention the common point of ’Special Level Three Stars’ recipes, only mention the minimum requirement—

Incorporating at least 2 types of fantasy ingredients!

So, Xia Yu must accumulate, not to mention the special "killer" recipe. Looking at the ’Special Level Three Stars’ section now reveals how much he still lacked compared to real top special chefs like Dojima Yin and Shinohara Shigetaro.

"Spending 40,000 fame points for a ’Special Level Three Stars’ recipe is totally worth it!" Xia Yu thought.

But upon checking the slightly over twenty thousand fame points remaining, he realized that without a large influx of fame points, he would soon not afford the[Super Vision]’s expense of stealing recipes.

Over the past two months, the expense of cultivating the farm’s batch of fantasy ingredients was too high; now Xia Yu vaguely regretted it.

"... This international competition debut was very successful, should recoup a lot, right?"