Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

Theoretically, the more ingredients you add, the richer and more flavorful the dish will be. However, the flavors of different ingredients are not always compatible.

For a dish to be delicious, all incompatible ingredients must be kept separate from each other.

Secondly, the proportions of the ingredients...

There are many things to consider when you go into detail, and that's what makes professional chefs so great—they can precisely control the quantity.

"There's no point in saying more; you'll understand once you see how I do it."

Seeing that Kitagawa Keiko was completely confused and her eyes were practically sparkling, Nakiri Alice smiled and then stood in front of the kitchen counter to prepare to cook.

"Keep describing the dishes on the menu to me. We're short on time, so be prepared to work overtime tonight!"

Seeing that Alice Nakiri was in the zone, Erina Nakiri called out to Keiko Kitagawa.

"Huh? Oh, good."

Originally intending to watch Alice Nakiri's cooking process, Keiko Kitagawa changed her mind after hearing Erina Nakiri's shout and wholeheartedly talked about the flavors she had eaten as a child.

Many of those memories are now hazy, largely because the preparation process was complicated and my father rarely made these kinds of dishes at home.

However, most of the steps are relatively simple. With the description of Keiko Kitagawa's style and occasional reminders, Erina Nakiri's failures are usually controlled within three times, and then she can be restored successfully.

The Tongue of God once again revealed its terror.

The precision with which the dishes are seasoned is astonishing.

"Including this dish, about 80% of the dishes in the restaurant have been replicated. Two of the three signature dishes have been replicated, which should be enough."

Erina Nakiri placed a delicate eight-treasure vegetable jelly in front of Keiko Kitagawa and murmured as she looked at the girl who was already stuffed.

"That's enough, that's enough, no need to make any more."

Keiko Kitagawa leaned against the kitchen counter, looking at the food in front of her. The initial desire was gone, replaced by a faint melancholy.

There's no way around it; eating too much will eventually lead to this state.

"Okay, let's go and rest first."

"Be careful on the road."

"Yukihira-kun, thank you so much for today. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't shown up!"

Outside a fried chicken shop, a sign read "Closed." The owner, holding Yukihira Soma's hand, had a chubby face full of gratitude.

"Of course, I'm also very grateful to Takumi-kun; your appearance was a great help!"

After shaking Yukihira Soma's hand for a while, the fat man suddenly felt that he had neglected Takumi Aldini who was standing next to him, so he immediately moved to another spot.

"You're welcome. This is what we should do. It would be a problem if we didn't do it well."

Seeing that the other party had finally noticed him, Takumi Aldini, who had been a little embarrassed, immediately started chatting with him.

"Haha, that's a bit too much. Anyway, we owe you all a lot today. Here, have some fried chicken."

As they spoke, the owner handed two portions of fried chicken that had been specially prepared in the store to Soma Yukihira and Takumi Aldini, revealing eight large teeth in the process.

"Please take care of me tomorrow. I start work at nine in the morning. I'll be leaving the shop in your care for the next few days. Goodbye."

After saying this, the shop owner closed the shop door completely, then got on his motorcycle and disappeared without a trace shortly afterward.

"Wow...this guy walks really fast."

As the store manager strode away, Soma Yukihira's lips twitched slightly.

This guy actually trusted them so much that after learning they were students of Totsuki Academy, he simply handed the shop over to them and became a hands-off manager...

Chapter 297 A Troublesome Guest, Vegetarian Banquet

"Let's go back too, Yukihira."

Watching the fried chicken shop owner stride away, Takumi Aldini felt somewhat helpless. He then looked at Soma Yukihira before turning to go back.

"Well, we beat the fried chicken shop across the street today, so they definitely won't let it go. Let's see if we can come up with an even better fried chicken tomorrow."

Looking at the 24-hour fried chicken shop that was still open across the street, Soma Yukihira spoke with great enthusiasm.

Their arrival today has stolen more than half of the customers on the street. In order to win back their customers, they will inevitably have to think about how to improve their fried chicken recipe.

Despite leaving the academy, Soma Yukihira did not completely abandon his academy mindset.

"It shouldn't be that bad. The ones across the street are obviously chain stores. These stores would never change their recipes, and they don't have the ability to do so, otherwise they would likely face lawsuits. The only possibility is that they will engage in a price war with us, since chain stores can control prices and costs very well."

Takumi Aldini immediately saw through Soma Yukihira's thoughts and said with a smile.

Asking a chain fried chicken restaurant that doesn't even have a proper chef to improve its fried chicken recipe? Isn't that making things difficult for them?

"It's hard to say, but it's definitely right to continue improving."

Soma Yukihira spoke, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes.

The improvement of the fried chicken recipe was not for the sake of the shop, but for my own.

By constantly improving the dishes by imagining themselves as the enemy, once they come to their senses, they will surely be able to elevate the fried chicken of this restaurant to a level that other restaurants can hardly reach.

So, does that mean I've made a significant contribution?!

Saying that Yukihira Hajime is stupid is a lie; he's actually more clear-headed than anyone else.

"You're right, I'll help too."

He had been secretly mocking Yukihira Soma for his inflexibility, but when he looked into his eyes and their eyes met, feeling the burning passion in his heart, Takumi Aldini suddenly understood.

"Welcome! I'd like to try some Italian-style fried chicken and I need your help."

"With great pleasure."

"Ryoko, Ryoko, we're off work, let's go get some late-night snacks!"

Yoshino Yuuki clung to Sakaki Ryoko's arm, her face beaming with excitement. As she spoke, she pointed to a food stall not far away, her mouth watering.

The shop where they were training was in a great location, right across from a food street, so they could go straight in and explore after get off work.

"There's a food street right across the street... I wonder how much weight I've gained this week..."

Looking at the food street across from the shop, Ryoko Sakaki couldn't help but murmur to herself.

Not far away, lamb skewers dripped oil onto iron skewers, sizzling and releasing a fragrant aroma as they struck the charcoal fire. Cumin and chili powder danced in the heat, mingling with the smoky aftertaste of fruitwood charcoal.

The squid tentacles curl up on the hot plate, and the aroma of caramelized seafood rises instantly as the sauce is brushed on, mixing with the sweet and spicy flavor of chopped onions seared on the hot plate, creating a savory ocean storm.

Stinky tofu undergoes a magical transformation in a 180°C oil vat, its crispy outer shell releasing the "dark humor" of fermented black beans, creating a dangerously alluring combination with the spiciness of garlic and chili sauce. The aroma of yeast emanating from freshly fried dough sticks as they puff up to a golden brown, mingles with the caramelized, oozing filling of cracked sesame balls next door, forming a carb bomb duet.

In addition, there's the sweet aroma of hawthorn from candied hawthorn berries, and the caramelized flavor of takoyaki batter...

Various fragrances rose and gathered in the air, forming an invisible fragrant hand that kept beckoning to Yoshino Yuuki and Sakaki Ryoko, enticing them to go inside.

"Ryoko! It's okay to indulge yourself once in a while!"

"But..."

"There are no 'buts' about it. Opportunity knocks but once!"

"Gudu, you're right... let's go in then."

Seeing Yoshino Yuuki clinging to her arm with a pitiful expression, and feeling the extremely alluring fragrance in the air, Sakaki Ryoko finally couldn't suppress her inner flutter and chose to go with her.

However, he still maintained a calm expression on his face.

"Yay! Long live Ryoko!"

Upon hearing Ryoko Sakaki's words, Yuuki Yoshino's expression instantly lit up with excitement. She then grabbed Ryoko Sakaki's wrist and raised it high, cheering that she had agreed to accompany her to the night market.

"You guy..."

Watching Yoshino Yuuki jog towards the night market, looking left and right as if she had a craving for every dish, Sakaki Ryoko's expression softened, and she followed after her, her long legs clad in black stockings.

"Then I'll head this way next. See you tomorrow."

At the crossroads, Hojo Miyoko pointed in the direction of her hotel and spoke to Tadokoro Megumi.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Tadokoro Megumi responded with a gentle smile, then turned and left.

The same scenario unfolded across Tokyo, with students dispatched by Totsuki Culinary Academy gaining recognition from restaurant owners at an astonishing speed and becoming the most powerful pillar chefs in their establishments.

At the same time, at Tokyo Skytree.

Bai Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at the blood-red ripples swirling at the bottom of the glass. The night wind from Tokyo Bay lifted the hem of his darkly embroidered robe, and the red wine at an altitude of 280 meters tasted of rust.

His retina filtered through the dinner scenes of 36 million people: the truffle steam from a high-class Ginza restaurant, the savory aroma of grilled eel from an izakaya, the fishy smell of seaweed from a convenience store rice ball... countless olfactory data were reconstructed into a black grid at the tip of his nose. There were office workers puffing out white steam at ramen stalls, couples laughing and joking while holding takoyaki, and all sorts of people enjoying the food...

"leader."

A deep, powerful voice rang out behind Bai Yuan.

The newcomer was a tall man, as imposing as an iron tower. Looking down at Shirai Awaki, who was towering over Tokyo, a hint of awe flashed in his eyes, while his face was filled with respect.

"Okay, let me give you a brief report on the situation."

Bai Yuan showed no emotional change in the face of the newcomer.

"The situation is good. With the help of Yuanyue, we have acquired more than 100 restaurants, various types of food ingredient companies, and more than a dozen farms."

These restaurants and companies are currently located throughout Japan, and we can send prospective members there for assessments at any time. As per your previous instructions, those who pass the assessments can become official members of the Dark Cuisine world.

The burly man looked at Bai Yuan with a respectful expression, as if he were looking at a god.

Is this the king of their dark cuisine world? Despite being so young, he exudes an indescribable pressure, as if he were being watched by some terrifying being.

"The pace of progress is a bit slow."

After a moment's thought, Bai Yuan gave his answer.

Although he was quite satisfied with the pace of progress, as a leader, he couldn't make definitive statements too easily, lest his subordinates become arrogant and complacent.

So he tried his best to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor and spoke in a calm voice.

"Sorry, we'll speed things up from here on out!"

The burly man lowered his head, his body trembling slightly with fear, afraid that Bai Yuan would punish him for some displeasure, just like those capricious rulers.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll stay here by myself for a while."

"Yes."

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, the burly man breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head in response, and then left the room with his head held high.