I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

She exchanged a glance with Togami Byakuya from a distance, and nodded at the same time, as if acknowledging the other's identity.

In their eyes, only the other person's status is equal to their own; everyone else is inferior.

The first graders saw that the second graders had started playing games, so they all started playing on their phones and did whatever they were doing. No one paid any attention to the duel between the two anymore.

Some people even felt that they should go out and have fun at this time, and wait for them to finish cooking before eating. What's the point of waiting here?

Especially Maizono Sayaka, seeing Luo Feng right in front of her, felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Maizono-kun, are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to go to the infirmary with you?" Naegi Makoto, who was standing next to her, glanced at her.

The two were originally from the same school. They chatted yesterday, and Makoto Naegi found that Sayaka Maizono was a very approachable person, without the arrogance and aloofness often associated with idols.

"No, thank you, Naegi-kun." Maizono Sayaka forced a smile.

What if that devil notices me if I go to the infirmary at this time?

Luo Feng hasn't contacted her yet, and she dares not give him the chance.

…………

Noon arrived quickly, and the two were competing not only in their cooking skills but also in their physical strength while preparing this dish.

It's normal that Luo Feng was able to hold on, but I didn't expect that Erina Nakiri would also hold on.

This time, she has to cook for nearly forty people, and even if most of the time is spent waiting, Erina will definitely not feel good.

Fortunately, she had experienced the grueling training at Totsuki Academy when she was in junior high school, so she could afford to make breakfast for hundreds of people.

"What kind of soup did you make?" Erina Nakiri asked, looking at Luo Feng.

"Try it and you'll see." Luo Feng gestured for everyone to have one.

Seeing that it was almost time to eat and their duel was finally over, everyone lined up to get soup under Xue Ran Qian Sha's arrangement.

Seeing a huge pile of delicious meat being abandoned by Erina, the big eaters couldn't help but feel sorry for her and decided that they would do everything they could to finish all the food later.

After all, all you need in boiled cabbage soup is the clear broth; the meat is really not that useful.

"Mmm! Delicious! Authentic boiled cabbage in clear broth! The broth is flawless!" The chubby chef's eyes lit up: "Old hen, Jinhua ham, ribs, dried scallops, chicken breast, and lean pork—the broth is made with so many ingredients. If the heat is even slightly off, it won't achieve such a perfect balance."

"This is the most balanced dish I've ever seen. How did you manage to do it?"

The rest of the people had no idea about all the intricacies; they were all exclaiming "Wow, that's delicious!" as if they were on drugs.

In particular, there was a super-high-level health committee member who looked like he was ready to take off his clothes and have a big fight at any time.

Kaguya Shinomiya and Mashiro Shiina's eyes lit up. It was definitely worth waiting for them for several hours; the taste was amazing!

"Hmph, so you're the Ultimate Chef?" Erina Nakiri said proudly, "How about my cooking?"

"That's amazing! I can make this dish, but I could never balance it this well. It's incredible!" the chubby boy exclaimed excitedly. "Quick, tell me, how did you do that?"

"You call yourself a chef? You must have been a commoner before, right?" Erina Nakiri sat down in the chair, raising her chin. "Have you ever heard of the God Tongue?"

Even though she was wearing a chef's uniform, she acted like a queen at this moment.

"The Tongue of God... a tongue that can magnify the problems of a dish infinitely, no wonder, no wonder it can achieve such balance," the chubby boy murmured.

A girl in a pink kimono shouted, "Tsukiki, give me your soup... Huh? It's all gone?"

"Ugh, it's so delicious! I finished it in one gulp. How come there's so little left? Can we have the rest?" Health committee member Mikan Tsurugi looked at Erina pitifully.

"Wait a minute, after the cooking competition is over, the rest are all yours." Erina smiled.

The broth in boiled cabbage soup is naturally not just a little bit, but the essence won't be too much.

Like Kaguya Shinomiya, this was enough for her; she wouldn't starve like those other reincarnated starving ghosts, eyeing the scraps with longing.

"Wait, is Teacher Luo's cooking really that bad? Why aren't they saying anything..." Mikan Tsukiki's gaze fell on Luo Feng's side, and she found that none of the first-year students had time to speak. They were all frantically drinking soup and eating the side dishes, and they didn't have time to talk at all!

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P.S.: No one understands pleasure better than me.

"So-so." Su Qingmo, after getting up, pulled up his pants and sighed as he looked at the meager increase in the system's pleasure points: "I'm tired of it. The Empress of the Sun Moon Divine Dynasty is just so-so." When will he ever accumulate enough pleasure points to exchange for games with the system?

"Su Lang, I heard you." Wu Mingyue held the Sun and Moon Divine Sword: "Are you already tired of me? It seems that only by merging Su Lang's soul into my body can we be together forever."

Chased by his wife, Su Qingmo fled all the way to the human realm, looking somewhat disheveled. Unexpectedly, a mortal bandit jumped out from the roadside and robbed him.

Looking at the seemingly simple-minded but talented and lucky female bandit leader, Su Qingmo suddenly thought of a very interesting way to play.

"Your Majesty is destined to become the Bandit King who rules the Three Realms, even if it means becoming an enemy of the Three Realms!"

Why should I necessarily become an enemy of the Three Realms?

"I'll help you!" Su Qingmo was overjoyed as she watched her happiness points skyrocket; she now had money to buy games!

Chapter 562 Completely Convinced

"Phew, can I have another serving?" Shionji Yuko looked at Luo Feng expectantly.

She has a classic case of anorexia, only liking Dr Pepper. The fact that Luo Feng's cooking makes her want to ask for more bowls shows just how delicious it is.

She was glad that she had listened to Luo Feng and come to school today, otherwise she would never have had the chance to eat such delicious food.

"No, this is a cooking competition. You'll get too full if you eat any more."

“Stingy…wait, is it because of the ingredients…” Shionji Yuko whispered.

"No, it's because of my cooking skills."

Luo Feng knew what she was asking; she was asking if this was some kind of ingredient from the Demon Realm.

"Hmm, you cook so well, why didn't you cook for me before?" Shionji Yuko pouted, looking at Luo Feng with a dissatisfied expression.

Luo Feng affectionately patted her head.

Clearly, Shionji Yuko has already identified herself with Luo Feng's family. It's unclear whether she sees Luo Feng as an older brother or a father, but Luo Feng treats her like a pet.

"Okay, I'll make it for you every day, alright?" Luo Feng said with a smile.

“Yes!” Shionji Yuko nodded vigorously.

Everyone looked at her with envy. How wonderful it must be to be able to eat Luo Feng's cooking!

Luo Feng's breakfast is delicious; the first-graders have never seen it before. It can also generate income for Luo Feng in the future.

Jasmine and Sayaka Maizono thought, "As expected of a devil, the food he makes is so delicious."

The thought of using such delicious food to lure someone into a contract sent chills down their spines.

"Wow, this is delicious! What about yours?" Junko Enoshima turned her gaze to her older sister, Mukuro Senba, and found that she had finished hers as well.

"Sorry, Little Shield, I've eaten it all..." Zhan Ya Mukuro wanted to leave some for her, but it was too delicious, and she couldn't resist.

"Huh? You'll get fat and die sooner or later! You're so stupid, don't you know how to save some?" Junko Enoshima mocked.

“Fat… um, Junko is so cute.” Mukuro Ikusa looked at Junko Enoshima with a sickly expression.

It is clear that this is a person with a somewhat twisted mentality.

Junko Enoshima began to make plans in her mind. This dish was so delicious that it could even control people.

Should I try to subdue this teacher and make him work for me? Enoshima Junko finds the thought of his cooking spreading like a plague all the more amusing.

Unfortunately, the spread of cuisine is still somewhat limited; let's try to get involved.

This teacher looks incredibly strong. Just look at his stamina and swordsmanship; he must be a formidable fighter. I wonder if my useless older sister could even beat him.

Try to get a handle on it first, and take it slow!

"It is indeed a very good dish, much better than my family's chef." Togami Byakuya sincerely praised, "It's a pity that this kind of food should not be enjoyed here. It should be served one dish at a top-notch Chinese restaurant. That is the right way to enjoy this level of cuisine."

This is a young master dressed in white, a typical image of a wealthy young man.

"Everyone, please don't vote yet. Let's taste both sides' dishes first."

Luo Feng knew that Erina Nakiri's cooking was also quite good, and these children might not be able to resist voting for her.

As Xue Ranqian passed by the ballot box, she casually closed it, saying, "Looks like both sides are delicious. Everyone, come and try this side."

The crowd praised the gestures while switching sides.

Soon, history repeated itself, and Luo Feng's people didn't even have time to talk.

Erina Nakiri was curious and wanted to try a serving, but her pride wouldn't let her move.

Then, the first-grader came over to her, eating and praising how delicious the soup was, a stark contrast to Luo Feng's wolfing it down.

In particular, Shionji Yuko took two sips and then put the soup down.

Erina Nakiri's gaze was somewhat complicated. Was the difference in skill really that big? I actually lost?

No, the broth of boiled cabbage in clear broth is unforgettable; his cooking, his cooking...

Even though Erina Nakiri was still unconvinced, she felt that Luo Feng seemed to have won this round.

"It's so delicious! The taste of this soup has completely exceeded my expectations!" The chubby chef licked the bowl clean: "The freshness of these eight seafood ingredients—deer tendon, fish lips, shark skin, skirt, abalone, sea cucumber, dried scallops, and prawns—has reached its peak."

"Adding matsutake, morel, porcini, chicken matsutake, deer antler mushroom, bamboo fungus, termite mushroom, and shiitake mushroom makes it seem even more difficult!"

"The egg yolks here should be from a three-year-old hen, and the soup should be from an old hen. After soaking these ingredients, the umami flavor is fully extracted by steaming."

"Hmm, that's not scientific. These dried seafood items need to be soaked for at least three days, and the mushrooms need to be soaked for four hours to achieve this level of flavor. No, even that's not enough. This chicken soup would also need to be simmered for six hours over low heat, right?"

"Tell me, what kind of dish is this?"

The chubby boy stared intently at Luo Feng.

"The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea to Make Fun of the Arhats, the first dish at the Confucius Mansion's birthday banquet." Luo Feng smiled and said, "As for how I did it, didn't you see it before? The dried seafood was soaked yesterday during preparation, and after special treatment, it barely achieved the current effect."

"You've been paying attention to the other methods as well. How well do you think you can replicate them?"

"You can't imitate even a fraction of it!" The chubby boy shook his head decisively: "Is this dish very famous?"

“Of course, this dish is no less famous than Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, it’s just not as well-known as Buddha Jumps Over the Wall or Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth,” Luo Feng said. “What she can do, I can do too; what she can’t do, I can still do.”

"Teacher, can you teach me how to make this dish?" The chubby boy looked at Luo Feng expectantly.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you," Luo Feng said with a smile.

This chubby kid's soul isn't very good, oh well, I'll just accept him.

Learning to cook from the devil is basically just giving away food.