Reborn in Japan as a Chef God

After a warm and playful squabble, the Yuchuan sisters parked the car in front of the apartment building and headed to the Xia's Main Store next door.

The weather was just right, around noon, and nearby restaurants were bustling with business. Xia's Main Store, with only half of its door open, resembled a hermit uninterested in worldly affairs amidst the busy shopping street.

As they entered, the Yuchuan sisters were startled by the numerous bottles of liquor displayed on several tables.

"So much liquor!"

Yuchuan Meisha exclaimed.

There was movement in the kitchen. Without looking up, someone responded, "Back already?"

"Yep!"

Yuchuan Meisha deliberately raised her voice, but the person in the kitchen didn't pay much attention and kept busy with something.

"This liquor..."

Yuchuan Ayaka was slightly surprised looking at the bottles. She could tell the quality of the liquor was extraordinary. She stepped forward, grabbed a bottle, and read the name embossed on the glass: "Snow Maiden?"

Puzzled and astonished, it showed on her face.

An unheard-of sake brand!

She tried twisting off the cap and took a sniff. Yuchuan Ayaka was amazed, "Top-grade Pure Rice Daiginjo!"

"This brand, why haven't I heard of it? With such quality, it shouldn't be unknown!"

After a while, Xia Yu emerged from the kitchen. Seeing her holding the bottle and muttering to herself, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Surprised, aren't you?"

Yuchuan Ayaka looked up at him.

"These liquors are treasures I sourced from a Female Du's handcrafted liquor workshop. Each bottle is a classic."

Clearing his throat, Xia Yu shared his remarkable experience with the sisters.

'Snow Maiden' sake was actually a new brand co-created by the Female Du and her alcoholic husband. In his quest to craft the ideal sake, he had tried every type of liquor, which unfortunately led to his severe alcoholism, and after creating 'Snow Maiden,' he passed away due to long-term alcohol abuse.

The story was simple, and it also served as the backdrop for the emergence of 'Snow Maiden.'

After hearing the story, the Yuchuan sisters deeply respected the husband who sacrificed his life to craft his ideal sake, "This is a true sake brewer who loved sake!"

"So, 'Snow Maiden' is the Female Du's ideal sake?" Yuchuan Ayaka pondered over the word "ideal," perceptively.

"Yes, ideal, perfect in every way but with a slight flaw. The brewer could have further improved it, but with the male Du's passing, it has become difficult for the Female Du to elevate 'Snow Maiden' sake to ultimate perfection."

Xia Yu felt quite regretful.

Imagine drinking the perfect Pure Rice Daiginjo—what would it feel like? Feeling the urge for a drink, Xia Yu immediately opened a bottle to share with the sisters. Zhu Qing was even lured downstairs by the aroma of the liquor. The four of them sat at a table and shared their opinions on 'Snow Maiden.'

...

At Yuan Yue Academy, Xia's Farm office building.

Ichise Hui was intently focused on the LCD screen on his desk. The farm's official website would be online in a couple of days, and at the core of his ambitious plan was the online store within the website. In his vision, many products from Xia's Farm would be processed and ready for sale to the entire internet after processing.

BEEP BEEP!

A call came in on the desktop phone. He answered it—it was from a representative of an international logistics company, stating that the cooperation documents had been approved in a company meeting and that further details would need to be discussed in person.

Putting down the phone, Ichise Hui's eyes shone with excitement.

"Great!"

"Now that the logistics channels are open, there won't be any issues with overseas sales!"

Website, logistics, and other preparatory work were all set.

All that was needed now was a truly explosive product that would go viral online, garner public discussion, and receive rave reviews.

"Are you sure there's no problem on the lecturer's side?"

Ichise Hui had a backup plan.

The lecturer had a plan to produce 'Miracle Wine,' and he too had his own little idea. If the 'Miracle Wine' project fell through, he planned to find a factory to process a batch of fruits and vegetables, create dried fruits and vegetables like dried mango, and launch them in the online store as the first batch of fantasy specialty products to make a grand debut for Xia's Farm.

Suddenly, the cellphone on the desk rang.

The call connected; a voice said, "Ichise, could you come over? We have the sample ready, let's discuss it."

A sample was ready?

Ichise Hui immediately headed downstairs and drove to the shopping district.

Before he even entered the door, a whiff of the wine's aroma drifted to his nose, making Ichise Hui sneeze and exclaim, "So cold!"

"This wine is a bit unusual..."

Rubbing his nose, he stood still in the room, greeted the many pairs of eyes looking at him, and then approached Xia Yu, "Teacher, where is the sample?" His hands rubbed together in an eager gesture.

"Come over."

Xia Yu led Ichise Hui into the kitchen.

On the table, there was a small object covered in black cloth, shaped like a cup. Xia Yu gestured for Ichise Hui to uncover it. Remembering this was the "Miracle Wine," although Xia Yu had said it was just a weakened version of "Rainbow Wine," it was still a fantasy drink concocted from miraculous fruits. His hand involuntarily trembled slightly.

Whoosh—

In an instant, a rainbow burst from beneath the black cloth.

In the afternoon kitchen, a colorful rainbow bridge seemed to hang, and Ichise Hui stared dumbfounded through the transparent glass cup filled with dreamy liquid. He was so breathless, he couldn't speak.

The cup, with its radiant, colorful liquid, melded together, sitting still on the table yet rippling like waves.

With his face illuminated by the colorful light, Ichise Hui was dazed, and stammered, "Teacher, is this really not the full version of 'Rainbow Wine'?"

"It really isn't!"

"Um, if I have to say, each has its merits…" Xia Yu pondered and added.

"Some merits like the Kirin wines' 'Rainbow Wine'?"

Ichise Hui stared at Xia Yu, seeing his unblinking eyes, confirmed he wasn't joking, his heart stopped beating, and it took him a while to muster, "Is this big move going to shock the world?"

Ichise Hui had his reasons for saying that.

Top-tier restaurants exist in the culinary worlds of many nations, but one level up, Kirin-level restaurants, if they exist, are unknown to people.

Furthermore, Kirin-level dishes were, for the general public, stuff of legends.

Now, with Xia's online store selling a specialty product comparable to Kirin-level "Rainbow Wine," ordinary people would have the chance to purchase and taste legendary-level items. Wouldn't that drive people insane?

"Try it, this cup is specially for you," Xia Yu said.

Thus, Ichise Hui, with trembling hands, held the cup with both hands, slightly tilted his neck back, and drank half the cup in one gulp.

Cold!

He suddenly understood the source of the chilling, oppressive coldness he had felt by the shop's door.

This coldness was hard to dislike because it came with a delicacy that felt like touching the skin.

"Hmm?" Amid the convulsions of his tongue, Ichise Hui was shocked; this Daiginjo was quite bland, besides the cold and delicate texture, it lacked other luxury fruit aromas typical of top-grade Daiginjo, such as water pear, sweet melon, and Aoki fruit.

The flaws of this sake were quite apparent.

Just as Ichise Hui was about to feel regret for this "blandness," ding ding ding ding, the sound of colorful glass beads hitting the floor made him suddenly open his eyes wide, his eyes reflecting colorful rainbow lights.

"It's coming!"

Feeling something was about to burst forth, Ichise Hui still remembered—the "bland" sake had some sort of juice mixed into it.

He clenched the kitchen counter tightly with his hands. Despite being prepared, when he was really swept up, Ichise Hui opened his eyes and found himself on a high colorful rainbow bridge, held in the arms of a strikingly beautiful woman with ice-like skin and white hair, dancing gracefully; he inevitably felt a bit of the awkwardness and panic of a nerd facing a big sister idol.

"Who is she? Why is she here?"

Entangled by this gentleness and delicate touch, Ichise Hui indulged in it.

After a while, when Ichise Hui regained his senses, his first words were,

"Is there more? Please give me another cup!"

His gaze was yearning and shimmering.

It wasn't for the wine, but rather for another chance to see that seemingly real pure maiden within the wine...

Was her name Snow Maiden?