Neon, Tokyo, Taitung.

The orange sunset shines on the busy shopping street. In the downtown area, a young man in a middle school student uniform was riding his bicycle skillfully and shuttled through the crowd.

"I'm back!"

In the remote alley of the house, a boy threw his bicycle at the entrance of a half-open and half-closed restaurant. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are signs with four big words "Chinese Cuisine" written in traditional Chinese at the door.

The narrow store was empty and no one responded to him, and Xia Yu had long been accustomed to this.

About two years ago, Xia Yu, who made a great wish before going to bed, made a big wish to eat the dishes until he vomited, suddenly became a junior high school student at Neon Tokyo Baiou Junior High School.

From the initial panic to the later adaptation, Xia Yu only took one semester.

If you want to talk about your experience, since you have been forced, what else can he do besides enjoying it? He is like a resentful woman sighing all day long, seeking death? Xia Yu directly laughed at him:

Be optimistic!

Fortunately, in this life, Xia Yu is still called Xia Yu, and the Yanhuang bloodline in his body is still there, but the whole family is not worried about eating with each other when he came. In this life, he has an extra grandfather who makes people love and fear.

After passing through the store, I came to the backyard. Sure enough, an old man with white hair sat on the futon in the corridor. Hearing the footsteps behind him, the old man opened his eyes slowly and pointed to the teapot near him, "Are you back? Hot water, make tea."

This is standard Chinese.

"oh."

Xia Yu responded, picked up the teapot, and did not go to the faucet to fetch water, but went into the kitchen of the store, scooped water into the pot in an old water tank, and then placed the teapot on the gas stove.

Gugugugu.

In a short moment, the teapot was filled with heat. Xia Yu looked at the kettle, his eyes were a little confused for a moment.

After two years in this world, Tokyo seems to be the Tokyo he knows, but some details in life that cannot be ignored remind Xia Yu that this world is not as simple as it appears.

for example……

Xia Yu glanced at the old water tank in the kitchen.

The store is not big, the kitchen is even more crowded, and an old antique water tank takes up too much space. This is not consistent with common sense no matter how you look at it.

At this time, the sky gradually became darker. Xia Yu did not rush to turn on the lights, but stood quietly for a while. When the sunset in the kitchen dissipated, the narrow space was completely dim. The old water tank suddenly had crystal clear lights, leaving the water surface and floating in the air.

This was not a problem of water. Xia Yu knew very well. He turned off the gas stove and did not rush to make tea for the old man. Instead, he glanced at the courtyard outside, stretched out his hand quickly, and took it into the water tank. Crash, in the dark, there were gems like night pearls flashing with dazzling light.

On my hands was a wet and slippery stone the size of an egg.

Sighing, Xia Yu touched the stone, threw it back into the water tank, and took the teapot on the gas stove and left without looking back.

He asked the old man more than once about stone, and he used all kinds of methods. He kept his mouth shut as a bottle, which made him, the reborn person.

Damn, the treatment of the reborn person should not be like this. Is there any wrong way to open it? Xia Yu has been suffering in the past two years. He is not told about being a cow or a horse every day. He has been seriously insufficient sleep all year round and he goes to school to make up for sleep during the day, so his title of "Sanderman" accompanied him through three years of Baiou Junior High School. Today, Xia Yu just took the internal entrance examination of Baiou High School. He hopes to wait for the end of spring break and start school in April, and he can get rid of the title of "Sanderman" in his new school.

It's a day--

Xia Yu, who was very active in his heart, now lowered his eyebrows and sat on the cushion beside the shorts, making tea for the old man.

The tea was bought from the store street, and the boss was also an old man. Every time Xia Yu ran errands to get it, the tea shop owner always smiled and took out a small bag for him from the inner room, which was quite mysterious.

By the way, when it comes to the shopping street, this is Amiyocho Town in Ueno Station. There are all kinds of fresh and cheap aquatic products during the day, and at night it is a mixed night market. Almost everything can be bought here. However, Xia Yu first arrived and after a few rounds, the shopping street lost interest. This is no different from the big night market in China. Except for the higher credibility of medicine and cosmetics, other things, such as clothing, should not be too strong in copycat flavor, and the earthy atmosphere is also very low.

The fragrance of tea lingers.

After making tea, Xia Yu poured a cup for the old man and a cup for himself. When the tea flowed into his throat, his body, which had been squeezed and hollowed out for many years, suddenly burst into mysterious restlessness. At this moment, Xia Yu felt like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Okay, go and work." The old man waved his hand with his eyes closed.

"oh."

Xia Yu wiped his tears silently, could only stand up, glanced at the ingredients piled up outside the kitchen, got up and walked up the narrow stairs, came to the room on the second floor, ready to change clothes and work.

He pulled open the wardrobe as before, but Xia Yu took back his hand as if he was shocked. He looked at the right palm that had just grabbed the cabinet door. A scratch that seemed to be cut by a knife almost penetrated the palm of his palm. The wound looked quite deep, but strangely, no blood flowed out.

"What's the nail on the door?" Xia Yu held the injured palm, grinned, and showed anger. He directly removed the entire wardrobe moving door panel.

However, the door panels upside down on the ground were so smooth that there were no sharp nails or other strangers’ sharp bulges.

Don't learn it!

Xia Yu was a little messy and thought he had hallucinations. He glanced at his right palm. The conspicuous scars were still there, and whether there was still blood flowing out.

"Ding, the system detection, the binding program is started and has been completed."

What the hell?!

Xia Yu, who held the injured palm and turned to look for the medical box, was stunned and couldn't help but say in surprise: "System?"

"Host, I'm here."

The electronic synthesized sound in his head just now appeared again. This time, Xia Yu concentrated on himself and definitely had no hallucinations. He was stunned now and it took him a long time to take a breath and restrain the horror in his eyes.

Time travel and rebirth have happened to him, what else is impossible? Xia Yu thought this in his heart and immediately felt calm. The so-called barefoot and no fear of wearing shoes are all like this. He simply opened his heart and sat on the bed and asked, "Where are you in my body?"

"This system chip has been implanted into your brain."

Xia Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the injured right palm, and touched the back of his head. Could it be that the chip was drilled from his arm to his brain? Just thinking about it makes his body feel chill.

"Introduce yourself." Xia Yu calmed down and asked.

"This system is cultivated by the chef god..."

Beep.

With the answer to the synthetic electronic sound, a character attribute box pops up on Xia Yu's retina:

“Host: Xia Yu.

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Comprehensive physical fitness: lv9 (power, dexterity, explosion, nerve reflex, etc.)

Comprehensive cooking skills: lv1 [Rookie Starts]

Fame: 0 (This item is related to the host's popularity, exposure rate, and achievements. You can use reputation to purchase props in the system mall.)

(Level lv100 is the upper limit. So, you are just a rookie in the cooking industry. You only know how to process the fur, but you don’t cook any dishes by yourself. At best, you are a kitchen apprentice.)

…”

"What's this!"

Seeing the comments at the bottom of the information, Xia Yu's face was hot.

He is a foodie and likes to eat, so he made a great wish to travel through time, but who said that foodie must be a chef?

The above are just Xia Yu's arrogant thoughts. Of course, most foodies hope that they have a good cooking skills. The chef god system can be said to be a light in Xia Yu's muddy life. He saw the dawn!

Damn the turning point in life in drama!

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