My Sister Can't Be This Cute

Lu Xiaotian squinted at the arrogant and arrogant guy with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go take a look with you. But it's okay, I'll just go over and take a look."

"Ok."

Yasui Junxue agreed in surprise.

The place of negotiation this time is Yasui's house.

"Prodigal woman."

Miyoko Hojo muttered softly.

"Yes, it will only cause trouble for Xiaotian."

Qian Nai Luo also said lightly.

Nakiri Erina's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she gave these two guys a shy and annoyed look.

Yasui Junxue also blushed and looked at Lu Xiaotian with a strange look.

She is not a fool, she has long seen the unclear relationship between these two girls and Lu Xiaotian.

What only made her wonder was that Erina Nakiri was his fiancée?What happened to these two girls?

"Young people today."

Meizi shook her head and sighed.

This time, even Hojo Miyoko and Chinaraku's faces were flushed, and they were so hot that they could fry an egg.

Several people sat and chatted for more than an hour, and the participants in this negotiation had almost arrived.

The location is in a spacious tea room.

At this time, all kinds of people were already seated.

Lu Xiaotian also saw Karina and Jackson who had just met in Gutian Ramen. These two foreigners also knelt on the futon meticulously, with their postures upright.

Considering their fluent neon language, it can be seen that they should have prepared a lot.

Lu Xiaotian also saw Okanggu who came to Lulin College to pay the compensation last time in the crowd, so he smiled and greeted him.

Okura Gu rolled his eyes and snorted coldly.

No wonder he would have a crush on this guy!

When Yasui Junxue brought Lu Xiaotian and others in, the tea room immediately became quiet, and sharp eyes kept looking at the two of them.

Jackson and Karina were also surprised when they saw Lu Xiaotian, but they didn't expect to meet him here.

Jackson whispered a few words in the ear of a blond middle-aged man, who gave Lu Xiaotian a surprised look.

Yasui Junyuki walked towards the main seat.

For more than a thousand years, the Yasui family has always been the royal family in the Kyoto cuisine world. When the heirs of this generation came over, many chefs immediately stood up and bowed slightly to show their respect.

But most of them are still kneeling on the futon without batting an eyelid.

This includes Okurako.

Those chefs who still respect Yasui Junyuki immediately glared at Okuragu.

It’s okay if other chefs don’t get up. After all, it’s a modern society, and many of these chefs are foreign chefs, and they are good at various dishes. Some are good at West Asian spice cuisine, French cuisine, American cuisine, they It makes sense to have no respect for the Yasui family.

But the Okura family has been the Yasui family's retainer for more than a thousand years, isn't it too much to do so openly now?

There was also a trace of anger on Yasui Junxue's face.

When her father was still alive before, the Okura family would at least remain polite on the surface, but when her father left, they wouldn't even bother to keep the least respect.

"Okuragu, what do you mean?"

A chef loyal to the Yasui family asked angrily.

Okura Gu smiled lightly and said, "What do you mean? It's already a modern society. Are you still living in the shogunate era? What's more, the Yasui family has even given away the title of Weishanfang."

Although the truth is such a truth, those chefs who are loyal to the Yasui family are still furious!

Lu Xiaotian suddenly smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Okuragu, long time no see. Is Okura Pujiu okay now?"

Okanggu's cheeks twitched for a while, and he snorted coldly with a livid face, and turned his head away.

This guy really doesn't open the pot and lifts the pot. He specializes in scaring people. It's really hateful.

Yasui Junxue smiled gratefully towards Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian smiled and sat down beside her.

As soon as he sat down, three soft and boneless hands sneaked over and twisted hard on his waist.

Lu Xiaotian gasped in pain and complained, "Murder your husband?"

"Humph!"

The three vinegar jars snorted together.

As soon as he snorted coldly, he noticed that many people present were looking at them with strange eyes, and their faces were burning hot all of a sudden.

"Everyone brought us here on purpose, what's the matter?"

At this time, on the other side of the negotiation, the leader of the chefs from abroad spoke coldly in fluent neon language.

Yasui Junxue, who was sitting in the main seat, coughed lightly, and just as he was about to speak, Okurako spoke lightly.

"Everyone wants to open a restaurant in Kyoto, of course it's okay, no one has the right to stop you from doing so. But I heard that you devalue neon cuisine, and you plan to participate in the Weishanfang battle, we can't accept this. "

The middle-aged man was very handsome, with a mocking smile on his marble-like face, and said calmly, "But isn't the title Weishanfang reserved for powerful chefs?"

"That's right, but the title of Weishanfang has never been inherited by a foreigner, especially if he is good at Western cuisine!"

Okura Gu snorted twice and said.

All the other chefs' faces showed approval at this moment.

If the person who inherits the ancient title of Neon is a foreigner who is blond and blue-eyed, advocating Western cuisine and disdain for Neon local cuisine, it is simply a humiliation to Neon chef Chi Guoguo!

"So, I would like to ask you all to withdraw from the Weishanfang battle and leave Kyoto!"

Okurako said in a deep voice.

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After hearing this, Lu Xiaotian, Nakiri Erina and the others all shook their heads, feeling that this approach was a bit unfair.

If it is really intolerable for the other party to obtain the title of Weishan Square, then it would be better to defeat the opponent head-on in the Weishan Square battle. Such an approach is a bit broad-minded.

Yasui Junyuki thinks so too.

If it is her to choose, of course, let the two sides have an upright competition, and then the final winner will get the title of Weishanfang.

So she couldn't help but glanced at Okuragu angrily.

Okanggu seemed very calm, and said lightly, "I'm just doing it just in case."

I have to say that his approach has really won the approval of many chefs present.

Although many of the chefs present are not good at neon cuisine, French, American, or even Chinese cuisine, they are all native neon people.

"Hehe, interesting. As expected, Neon's chefs are a bunch of cowards!"

The middle-aged man laughed contemptuously, and his tone became cold, "What if I don't leave?"

"You can't leave if you don't want to!"

"Yes."

"You are too arrogant!"

After listening to his words, the chefs who were still a little guilty were also annoyed and said with a sneer.

"In that case, let's follow the rules of ancient Kyoto."

At this time, Okurako suddenly said.

The chefs around became quiet, and looked at the foreign chefs with a sneer.

In the past, Kyoto has always been the capital of neon and the mecca of neon cuisine.

Any chef from other places who wants to establish a foothold in Kyoto needs to be approved by the local chefs.

Only by defeating three of the chefs are they qualified to open a restaurant in Kyoto and recruit apprentices.

But if he loses, he will cut his fingers off, indicating that he will no longer be involved in the cooking world.

In the past, the cooking world was as cruel as the martial arts world. Without a certain strength, it was impossible to gain a firm foothold.

After Lu Xiaotian listened to Nakiri Erina's explanation, he suddenly felt in his heart.

In this regard, it is similar to Tianjin Wei in the Republic of China.

At that time, there was a master who wanted to open a martial arts hall in Tianjin Wei and accept apprentices, and he had to defeat the martial artists selected by the local martial arts hall.

Unlike now, you can open a restaurant as long as you have the funds, business license, health certificate and other conditions.

"Severing your fingers or something, of course it's impossible. But if you lose, please leave Kyoto."

Okurako said.

The other chefs also nodded.

Those who can come here are all the leading figures in the Kyoto cuisine world. There are several super chefs in the ninth stage alone, and there are also many quasi-super chefs.

To be recognized by them is equivalent to the recognition of the Kyoto culinary world.

Lu Xiaotian didn't expect things to develop to this point, and watched with relish.

Although these chefs in Kyoto are a bit bullying, these chefs from foreign countries are also not good, and they challenge to collect other chefs' kitchen knives everywhere, which already has the style of the dark cooking world.

Lu Xiaotian happily watched them fight to the death.

"How about this."

At this time, Yasui Junxue stood up, "If you lose, we still allow you to open a restaurant, but I hope you will not participate in the Weishanfang battle."

"Hehe, it's interesting, I agree."

The blonde middle-aged chef, whose name is Andrews, nodded with a smile, but then his tone became cold, "But what if you lose?"