Shokugeki no Sora: Obtain Lan Feihong's inheritance at the beginning!

Even the size and weight of the knife, the feel when cutting and other factors.

They are all tailored to Lin Han's conditions.

In other words, only in Lin Han's hands can the functions of the Seven Star Swords be maximized!

The tender fish meat falls off the fish body like petals as thin as cicada wings when cut by the sharp blade which is less than a finger's width.

Each piece of fish is tender and elastic.

If you pick it up with the tip of a knife, you can see the light coming through from behind the fish fillet.

This makes the light-colored fish meat more crystal clear and attractive.

Every piece of fish is not only the same thickness, but even the size is almost exactly the same!

"It's unbelievable..."

When Mizuhara Tomi came to her senses, she was already standing in front of Lin Han's cooking table.

Her face flushed, but curiosity overwhelmed her shyness.

"¨｀ How long have you practiced knife skills like this?"

Mizuhara Tomi couldn't help but ask Lin Han.

The latter just raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"If Mizuhara-senpai is curious, I don't mind teaching you."

When Mizuhara Tomi heard that Lin Han actually said he wanted to teach her, she was stunned.

However, before her pride as a senior could flare up, Lin Han spoke calmly again.

"But if you really want to learn, you may not be able to learn such knife skills even after another 20 years."

The tone of understatement was as if he was saying something like "What a nice weather today."

However, the words spoken are not so pleasant to the person they are addressed to.

For a moment, Mizuhara Tomi couldn't tell whether Lin Han was too arrogant or really believed it from the bottom of his heart.

Although she thought that her knife skills were indeed inferior to Lin Han, who was good at Chinese cooking.

But it’s not to the point where we can’t catch up even after “(fuck) another 20 years”, right?!

"Huh, really? Then I'll wait and see what's so special about your sashimi."

With a cold snort, Mizuhara Tomi suppressed the urge to turn back to see the progress of Lin Han's cooking.

I deliberately walked to the side to check the progress of other students.

However, Lin Han's exquisite knife skills, which were like a work of art, still lingered in Mizuhara Toumi's mind.

So much so that when looking at the dishes made by other students, Mizuhara Tomi actually felt a little bored.

"The test time is almost up, it seems I'm not too late."

At this moment, a steady voice sounded from the entrance of the venue.

(If there are any other chefs who want to inherit, you can discuss in the comment area, such as the inheritance of the dark cuisine world, the inheritance of the light cuisine world, etc. Recently, Chinese Cuisine: Extreme has produced several super chefs in the Tai Chi cuisine world, and I also want to write about it, but I don’t know if you know about it!).

[65] Seniors are too partial! Mizuhara-senpai's rebellious mentality! (1 more, please subscribe!)

Recognizing the owner of the voice, Mizuhara Toumi looked up in surprise towards the door.

"How did you come?"

The person who came was none other than Dojima Gin.

His tall figure gives people a great sense of oppression. He is dressed in a suit and looks serious.

It makes him look like a natural leader.

What was even more stressful was that behind Dojima Gin were a dozen subordinates who were also wearing suits.

"I'm telling you, if all your men put on sunglasses, you can impersonate a gangster organization."

Mizuhara Tomi folded her arms and walked towards Dojima Gin.

A faint smile appeared on Dojima Gin's usually serious face.

"I've finished my work there, and I have nothing to do, so I came to take a look."

"Is it over so soon?"

Mizuhara Tomi was a little surprised.

However, when she saw that Dojima Gin's eyes always seemed to be glancing in one direction, Mizuhara Tomi immediately understood.

I'm afraid you're not just idle, but you came here specially.

She crossed her arms and said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"You didn't go easy on the students you were responsible for, did you, Dojima-senpai?"

Although he is exactly ten periods younger than Dojima Gin, they are both outstanding graduates of Totsuki Academy.

In the past, when Totsuki Academy called its graduates back to campus, we had some interactions.

Mizuhara Tomi and Dojima Gin have a pretty good relationship.

And Dojima Gin is only serious on the surface, but in fact he is only strict with cooking.

When dealing with people and things, he has a kind of quiet delicacy and affinity.

Hearing Mizuhara Tomi's question, Dojima Gin laughed.

"Don't worry, I will never do such a thing as letting them go. After all, these children will become the future of Totsuki."

Mizuhara Tomi snorted and stopped talking.

Compared to her, Dojima Gin was much more honest and straightforward in his attitude towards Lin Han.

"Lin Hanjun, how is your group preparing?"

Dojima Gin walked straight to Lin Han's cooking table and asked him.

The students who were also working hard on making the dishes nearby felt a little jealous when they heard Dojima Gin's special concern.

"Is it really that serious? Lin Han is indeed an outstanding student, but he shouldn't be so concerned about by a 'living legend'."

"In Dojima-senpai's eyes, we are probably just Lin Han's runner-ups."

“Hey, don’t give up now. Everyone, work harder and come up with a dish that will impress Dojima-senpai.”

"That's right, I remember that Lin Han's group seemed to be planning to make sashimi, right?"

"What? Isn't Lin Han good at Chinese cuisine? Can Chinese cuisine include Japanese sashimi?"

"Haha, Lin Hanjun might be doing something that will backfire."

Amid the discussions, Lin Han, who had completed all the steps of cutting the fish, was wiping the Seven Star Knife in his hand.

Hearing Dojima Gin's question, Lin Han looked at him and nodded.

"Dojima-senpai, we're almost ready."

To other people, such words sound just perfunctory.

However, Dojima Gin seemed to be able to sense the sincerity in Lin Han's tone, so he did not ask any more questions.

"Really? Then I look forward to your finished dish."

The word "expectation" spoken by Dojima Gin was undoubtedly heard again in the hearts of everyone in the venue, including Mizuhara Tomi.

It was like dropping a bomb.

The more she looked at Lin Han, and thought of his previous ridicule of her, the more unhappy Mizuhara Toumi felt.

She simply folded her hands and said to herself.

"Humph, it's just a dish of sashimi. No matter how good your knife skills are, the final result of the dish is still determined by the taste."

"I want to see what's so special about this Lin Hanjun that he deserves Senior Dojima's favor."

After leaving the cooking table of Lin Han's group, Dojima Gin went to the cooking tables of other groups to observe for a while.

I have to say that both Dojima Gin's fame and personality are not good enough when facing these first-year high school students.

The feeling of oppression is really too great.

Whenever Dojima Gin turned to one of the cooking tables, there would always be students who would become so nervous that their entire bodies would tense up, and even sweat would ooze out of their foreheads.

Fortunately, they still remember their primary mission as chefs.

No matter how nervous you are, you must be careful to make sure your movements are correct.

But in Dojima Gin's opinion, they felt nervous when being stared at like this.

It has greatly affected their cooking skills.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the dishes they make to reach their normal level.

There is no harm without comparison. On the contrary, look at Lin Han who was facing himself calmly just now.

And his complete concentration on cooking made Dojima Gin think more highly of Lin Han.

"There are still twenty minutes left, everyone should hurry up."

After glancing at the time on her watch, Mizuhara Tomi put her hands on her hips and spoke loudly to the students in the venue.

Many people were surprised. They didn't expect that so much time had passed, so they quickly speeded up their actions.

Soon, some students presented their works.

"Fried horse mackerel soba soup, Mizuhara-senpai, and...Dojima-senpai, please enjoy our group's cuisine."

Mizuhara Tomi looked at the deep-fried horse mackerel that was as golden as a scrambled egg and was covered in a bowl of clear and translucent soup.

“It has a very rich aroma, and the fried taste doesn’t make people feel greasy.”

She picked up the fried horse mackerel on the soba noodles with chopsticks.

"Wow! Just using chopsticks, I can feel this crispy-outside-tender-in-the-middle feeling."

Mizuhara Dongmei took a bite of the fish, closed her eyes and tasted it carefully.

"Yes, it's very good. The frying time of the bamboo croaker is just right, which makes the coating crispy while keeping the fish meat as fresh and tender as possible."

“The tender fish meat absorbs the umami flavor of the soup and takes on new vitality.”

“The noodles are also very smooth and chewy, with a light buckwheat fragrance that doesn’t take away the freshness of the main fish.”

Hearing Mizuhara Tomi's praise, the team members who made the fried horse mackerel soba soup all had sparkling eyes.

They looked at Dojima Gin with anticipation, as if they also hoped to get his approval.

Like Mizuhara Toumi, Dojima Gin tasted the fish and noodles in turn, opened his eyes and nodded.

"good."

Then there is no more.

"Huh? That's it?"

Mizuhara Tomi asked the question on behalf of everyone.

Dojima Gin glanced at her.

"that's it."

Afterwards, several groups of members presented their fish dishes one after another.

Mizuhara Dongmei also made a very objective evaluation.

Naturally, these reviews are both good and bad.

However, Dojima Gin's evaluation has always been bland.

If the dish is really well cooked, he would say "not bad".

If it is bad, Dojima Gin will look at the other person with eyes as cold and sharp as a dagger.