Reborn in Japan as a Chef God-Chapter 59 - The Sound of Ingredients

Truly perfect cooking might exist, but it certainly wouldn’t be found in a common eatery in Tokyo!

The head chef here simply didn’t possess the culinary skills to create “perfect” dishes!

“Since you’re all here, let’s give it a try.”

Knowing that the investigating officer was brought by Shinohara Shigetaro, Xia Yu let go of her uninvited entry into the kitchen.

He reached out his hand, lifted the stainless steel cover from the plate she held, and in an instant, the room was awash with brilliance.

Besides Xia Yu, everyone else was petrified, transfixed by the glowing dish, until the radiance faded.

On the pure white large plate lay tender tofu cubes, piled up neatly, with a brightly colored sauce and minced soy meat poured over the top.

At the same time, with the sudden uncovering of the lid, an overpowering aroma of spicy and numbing flavors aggressively assailed everyone’s sense of smell.

Xia Yu seized the opportunity to take back his plate and left the kitchen on his own, but as he took his first step, Shinohara Shigetaro, Liangzi Lina, the monk-robed muscular man, and even Hozoi Midori, seemingly turned into marionettes, falling in line behind Xia Yu.

“Please enjoy—”

Xia Yu set the plate down on a clean, tidy, square table and stepped back slightly.

He didn’t rush back to the kitchen to prepare the other two dishes.

Currently, the “Magical Mapo Tofu” was his strongest dish, into which he had poured his whole heart.

He believed it to be without a single flaw, and the system had given it an impressive score of 98.

This dish should surely satisfy Shinohara Shigetaro’s palate, right?

Xia Yu was brimming with confidence, just waiting for the task to be completed.

“Gurgle~”

Handing chopsticks to each of the three at the table, they picked up the tofu and placed it in their mouths, revealing three distinctly different expressions.

Shinohara Shigetaro showed the surprise of discovering a delicacy.

The monk-robed muscular man looked burdened.

Liangzi Lina’s face was a blend of reverence and fervor, the most expressive of them all.

“…Heart of Cooking?” the monk-robed muscular man murmured softly, his eyes gleaming brightly.

Without wasting words, he started sprinting towards the kitchen, “Where is that master chef?

I want to challenge him!”

Xia Yu and Hozoi Midori exchanged speechless glances.

What master chef nonsense, the creator of the Magical Mapo Tofu is right in front of you!

Shinohara Shigetaro was completely immersed in the world of gastronomy, meticulously tasting each piece of tofu, chewing thoughtfully back and forth.

“What exactly is this dish…” Liangzi Lina also couldn’t stop eating, speaking between mouthfuls, “Even master chefs, using the same recipe, could hardly produce a dish of this quality.”

“My instincts are definitely not wrong, there is an incomparable characteristic in this dish!”

“The simple ingredients seem to have formed an orchestra, each one indispensable, each shining in its place while conjuring up a perfect melody together… This feeling, every ingredient seems like a living being, I want to hear their voices, what are they saying?!”

Clack.

That was the clear sound of chopsticks touching the bottom of the plate.

Liangzi Lina finally stopped talking to herself, her eyes regained lucidity, and she was astonished as she stared at the empty plate.

Unbeknownst to themselves, both Shinohara Shigetaro and she had finished off the entire plate of Mapo Tofu.

Then, almost in unison, they both turned and stared intently at Xia Yu.

“Give us another dish!”

“No!”

Xia Yu just smiled, “Tonight, I only want to make one dish of mapo tofu.

I don’t feel like making more, I’m sorry.”

“By the way, Mr.

Shinohara, I forgot to tell you, this magical mapo tofu is our shop’s exclusive VIP dish, 100,000 yen a serving, not a penny less.”

“100,000 yen is a bargain.

You might not even be able to eat this kind of dish in a Michelin-starred restaurant!”

Shinohara Shigetaro fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said, “I’ll give you one million yen if you make me the same dish again, how about it?”

A hint of hunger gleamed in his eyes.

The strong aroma of the mapo tofu still lingered between his lips, his mouth still burning, yet his appetite had been stoked.

If he didn’t eat his fill, the demon of hunger would likely not return to its cage.

“One million?”

Xia Yu was startled.

My god, that amount was the operating cost left to him by the old man, roughly equivalent to sixty thousand yuan.

He hadn’t expected to earn so much from a single dish.

“No way!” But Xia Yu shook his head without a second thought.

Ever since the business had picked up, his daily turnover was over one million yen, he was already stepping into the realm of not being short on money.

Moreover, Xia Yu did not want his glowing dishes to become commonplace.

No matter who you are, when you come in the evening, you can only order each dish once, no repeats.

Shinohara Shigetaro looked helpless and opened his mouth, uncertain of how to persuade him.

“Do you have other similar dishes?

Ones that glow!” Liangzi Lina asked, emphasizing the word “glow.”

“Of course!”

“One is a vegetable dish, and the other is about eggs and umami.”

Xia Yu gave her a sidelong glance, smiling but not really: “You want to try them?

Remember your earlier rudeness, then first give me a proper apology!”

Liangzi Lina took a deep breath and stared at him:

“Do you know how many IGO chefs have begged me to taste their dishes…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, as Xia Yu raised his hand to interrupt her.

“The glowing dishes don’t need your tasting.”

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Xia Yu couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

The other chefs, even the Michelin-starred ones, could not find any flaws in his dishes unless they had mastered ‘super olfactory’ and ‘super taste’—these divine cooking techniques.

Otherwise, when it came to tasting abilities, they were truly no match for Tiqie Helinai.

“Of course, you can also say, what flaws or shortcomings you found in my dish just now.

If there are any, I will immediately prepare another magical mapo tofu for you!”

Upon hearing this, Liangzi Lina’s eyebrows immediately knitted together.

Heat control, perfect score.

Seasoning, perfect score.

Ingredient treatment, perfect score.

The only thing that left Liangzi Lina feeling regretful was that the tofu’s quality and texture hadn’t quite reached perfection.

“Tofu!”

“The quality of the main ingredient, tofu, dragged down the dish, otherwise it would have been truly perfect!” said Liangzi Lina.

Xia Yu was straightforward, spreading his hands and said, “If you can find better quality tofu, then I admit defeat, and next time I will use the tofu you provide to make you a perfect magical mapo tofu.”

He deftly kicked the ball back into her court.

Hey, you think you can cheat a glowing dish out of me with sweet talk?

No chance!

Xia Yu almost laughed out loud.