Food Wars!: I Became a Fantasy Ingredient Supplier

"But it's not serious enough yet that we need ingredients with this level of sweetness to satisfy God's tongue."

"That's good."

Upon hearing this, the commander-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief.

Erina, however, retorted, "Grandpa, don't you understand?"

"What do I understand?"

"Oh dear, this is a kind of fantasy ingredient from France, a 'fright apple' with anthropomorphic expressions on its surface, and the more frightened it is, the more delicious it becomes."

Erina then pointed to the celadon pot and continued, "The apple juice inside is extracted from frightened apples."

"Fantasy ingredients?"

"You mean... those startled apples..."

"Is the 'Jewel Meat' described in the food magazine 'Dancyu' a unique ingredient with a fantastical quality?"

At this point, the slow-witted commander-in-chief finally understood.

"Correct!"

Erina nodded.

……

Fantasy ingredients.

To be more precise, the Nakiri family's importance lies in the hope of curing the anorexia caused by the curse of the God Tongue.

Therefore, ever since the commander-in-chief learned that fantasy ingredients existed in this world, he has always been troubled by it.

And now.

He actually saw it with his own eyes and tasted it himself.

With his eyes wide open, the commander-in-chief looked the startled apple juice in his hand from side to side. Although it was his first time tasting it, he became increasingly excited.

Then, I thought, wasn't this the first time that fantasy ingredients appeared in France?

"This...this...how did you get this?"

Overwhelmed with excitement, the commander-in-chief became somewhat incoherent in his speech.

"My mother sent it."

"She had already made contact with the owner of this fantasy ingredient in France, so she bought 10 Fright Apples from him and mailed them to Totsuki Academy."

Erina, with an apologetic look in her eyes, said to the Commander-in-Chief, "I wanted to tell you, but... but... I don't know how I'll face my mother in the future..."

"Ugh!"

"Silly boy."

The commander-in-chief knew that Erina had endured too much over the years, so he could only sigh.

Afterwards, he stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.

The commander-in-chief certainly understood Nakiri Managi's intentions. He was simply trying to prevent Erina from repeating the same mistake, so he spared no effort to obtain the fantasy ingredients and then secretly mailed them to Erina.

After tasting these rare and fantastical ingredients, she can gradually get rid of the various problems caused by the God Tongue.

Seeing the commander-in-chief deep in thought, Erina dared not disturb him.

After all, it was wrong of her to hide the fact that her mother had secretly mailed her the fantasy ingredients.

……

a long time.

Commander-in-Chief, snap out of it.

He had already witnessed the allure of fantastical ingredients, so he asked, "In your opinion, can these fantastical ingredients conquer the Tongue of God?"

"what?"

Erina paused, taken aback.

Then, without hesitation, he replied: "Of course."

"After all, what kind of apple in the world is 1000 million times sweeter than ordinary fruit?"

"1000 times?"

Upon hearing this, the commander-in-chief was even more shocked, and his eyes flickered with a complex expression.

Erina and Hisako exchanged a glance, looking at each other in confusion, wondering what the Commander-in-Chief was thinking.

"Is that so?" Finally, the commander-in-chief said with a firm gaze, "In a few days, we'll go to Paris, France, and see if we can make contact with this person who possesses the fantasy ingredients!"

"Alright, Erina, Hisako, you should get some rest."

Say it.

He prepared to get up and leave.

"Grandpa, are we really going to France?"

Erina Nakiri quickly stood up and asked him a question.

"Ok!"

The commander-in-chief nodded: "I have a premonition."

"The future may belong to the era of fantasy ingredients, and if we do not take the initiative to understand and master fantasy ingredients, we may miss out."

"I see."

"Grandpa, I'll go to France with you!"

Erina thought about it and agreed, finding it to be very reasonable.

……

at the same time.

In a small restaurant in Paris.

After enjoying the Rainbow Fruit Pudding, Nakiri Managi and Anne stayed for a while longer before leaving due to WGO affairs and work.

However, the foodie Rindou Kobayashi ordered many desserts after finishing the pudding.

"Ah... mmm..."

Open your mouth.

Take a bite.

Mont Blanc pastries with a chestnut puree base and topped with delicate cream.

In an instant, he conquered Kobayashi Rindou.

This dessert, named after Mont Blanc, the highest peak in the Alps, resembles the snow-capped peaks of the mountains. It is sweet but not cloying, and simply beautiful.

Upon tasting, the sweet, creamy chestnut puree with a hint of smokiness is coated with delicate cream and crunchy meringue, creating a rich and layered texture. The mellow flavor lingers on the palate...

"good to eat!"

"Chef Ye, your culinary skills are truly remarkable!"

With a contented expression, Kobayashi Rindou opened his eyes and smiled at Ye Chen, who was relaxing over there.

"Do you really eat that much?"

"First came raw tartare, a plate of escargot in Burgundy, a cup of black tea, then rainbow fruit pudding, followed by king cake and Mont Blanc pastries..."

Ye Chen was embarrassed when he saw her mouth, which had been almost constantly moving since she stepped into the small restaurant.

although.

I know she has a big appetite.

They were able to eat at all 120 stalls and shops at the Moon Festival within five days.

But only after seeing it with his own eyes today did Ye Chen realize that Kobayashi Rindou truly deserved to be called the glutton of Totsuki Culinary Academy, completely exceeding Ye Chen's expectations.

"Hehehe."

"I've been digging for black truffles all day, and I'm starving."

Kobayashi Rindou scratched his head awkwardly when he felt Ye Chen's strange gaze.

Chapter 35 Fantasy Ingredient Supplier

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The scene remains warm and slightly humorous.

Gentian, with her back to Ye Chen, continued to immerse herself in the sweet world of Mont Blanc pastries, unable to extricate herself.

At first, she still had some concerns and deliberately slowed down her eating speed, chewing each bite carefully, afraid of being mistaken for a glutton again, and even kept her voice as low as possible.

however.

That delicate and smooth texture.