Sitting in the kitchen is not only the one who reads the newspaper, but others are also doing their own things. When they hear the name of "Kitchen God", they all focus on the young people who are still standing there.

"Kitchen God"? Are you kidding me? "

I saw a sitting in a chair playing with some small toys * get up. He looks young, probably only in his twenties. At the moment, he is looking at beren strangely.

Belen blinked. Did he care that the other party didn't know him? Although the "kitchen god competition" is very famous, even if he won the championship, he only had a few pictures in the newspaper. Others can't just read the newspaper and remember others?

The middle-aged man lying on the couch also put down the newspaper. He seemed to look at beren carefully and vaguely remembered something.

"Young man, I think you look familiar. The" unstable kitchen knife "is very similar."

"It's me. I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I want to cook some food myself." Beren nodded, then explained, then looked around to find the ingredients, and looked at the chefs staring at him. He thought and stretched out a finger. It seemed that he had a good idea.

"Have you eaten? Would you like to join us?"

However, for the latter words, those chefs don't seem to care at all. They only care about the identity that the young man just admitted.

"Unstable kitchen knife" is the champion of this "kitchen god competition", that is, the current "Kitchen God". They are all people in the kitchen industry. They read every issue of the daily newspaper during that period. Although they are very similar to the young man in front of them, their hair color is different.

Nevertheless, we can't deny that the young man in front of us is not that one.

The young cook man looked at Belen. He also felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, so he said, "I didn't eat either. Why don't you make one for me?"

"I'll simply make a curry rice."

Beren nodded and went to the kitchen table on the right. He looked at the people again and asked curiously, "where are the ingredients?"

The young man put his hands around the front, smiled and said, "I'll get you what you need."

So beren reported the ingredients he wanted to the man. All he wanted were ordinary ingredients, which also made the man confused.

In fact, when Belen cooked, if it was neither a game nor for latil, his own cooking was very simple. After all, he was not picky at all and had a good appetite.

After the arrival of potatoes and other ingredients, beren took a look and immediately peeled them, but instead of using those tools, she used her own kitchen knife.

If the thickness of the peeled skin brightened the eyes of those chefs, the next knife work opened their eyes.

At the moment when beren raised the knife, it was not so mysterious. It was just that at the moment when he dropped the knife, it seemed that even the food chopping board catered to his action. The slender kitchen knife rotated in his hand and cut those food materials into pieces, just breathing in and doing it at one go.

"Good knife worker!"

Seeing this behind the scenes, a cook couldn't help crying out. He had never seen such a skilled knife worker. This is not fancy. Anyone with insight can see how accurate the knife worker handling food materials is.

"It is said that in that kitchen god competition, there was a talented girl who startled all the great figures in the kitchen industry, and the most impressive thing about that girl was her amazing knife work."

Although they mentioned the talented girl, their eyes were very surprised at the young man in front of them. How was this man's knife work compared with the talented girl?

Beren, who heard the cook's words, turned his head at this time. He nodded slightly at the kitchen god and said, "I'm imitating her."

The talented girl who imitated?

Everyone was stunned. They could almost be sure that the young man in front of them was the "Kitchen God". This knife work alone was shocking.

After a while, the smell of curry came out, and as soon as the taste came out, the cooing of beren's stomach resonated with everyone.

The middle-aged man reading the newspaper also shouted at this time: "can I have a bowl, too?" He also wanted to taste the dishes cooked by the "Kitchen God", even though it was a very ordinary curry rice.

"OK." Belen answered.

So, those chefs all asked for a bowl. Since they confirmed the identity of the young man, they must taste the dishes he made. After all, this is the existence at the peak of their kitchen industry!

Because the number of people who wanted to eat suddenly increased, Belen asked them for some ingredients again, and the chefs went to get the ingredients with an excited face.

The young man also understood what was going on after he noticed everyone's attitude. He looked at beren and remained silent for a while, and then spoke again.

"Are you really the kitchen god?"

"Yes."

So the young cook said, "my name is gaglen. I've heard about you. Can I taste the food you made in the final?"

"The new year after the four seasons."

The middle-aged man with the newspaper came to gaglan and reported the name of the decisive dish that beren had participated in the competition.

Then Belen turned his head and looked at him. The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then introduced himself: "Hello, my name is modro. I'm the chef here. The dishes for the grand duke's banquet are made by me."

"Hello."

Belen also nodded, and then he said, "I can't make that dish now."

Hearing the speech, jiagelun frowned and asked, "why? Is it because of the ingredients? I remember when you selected the ingredients, they were not very expensive."

"That's right, but the mood at that time can't be restored now." Beren explained this way. I don't know if they understand the meaning, but it's true.

"Mood?" Gaglen was stunned.

On one side, modro pressed his big hand on gagram's head and said with a grin: "you stinky boy hasn't reached the state. Of course, you don't know what this is."

"I don't know." Gargren clapped modro's hand away, and then stared at the latter with great dissatisfaction. He just forgot this stubble. He remembered the problem of the last game at the beginning. It's faith.

After a while, Belen's Curry Rice was all finished. When the chefs tasted it, they all showed their admiration. It's just that the ordinary curry rice made with ordinary ingredients can also be so delicious. It's really unusual!

"What are you eating? Let me try it, too?"