Food Wars, my food not only glows!

　Meanwhile, at the twentieth venue.

　"The winner of this food battle is Ueno Sugi."

　As Wang Hai finished speaking, the twenty students in the hall watching the food battle were filled with disbelief.

　Saitori, who could have ranked in the top three in the 20th venue and had a good chance of staying with hard work, actually lost?

　Or will they really lose by such a crushing 3-0 score, under such a dominant disadvantage?!

　Chapter 117 Yunlong Fried Shrimp (Revised)

　"How is this possible?! I actually lost?! And to a guy like that!"

　Upon hearing judge Wang Hai's words, Saitozu knelt on the ground, staring at the devastating 3-0 score on the screen in front of him, his face filled with disbelief.

　He had just given his all to deliver a stunning victory, showcasing every aspect of the dish to its fullest potential.

　Can...

　Looking at the large score on the screen, Saitozu's face was ashen. He couldn't understand what went wrong, that he had lost so decisively.

　How come someone he looks down on, a complete loser, surpasses him in cooking?!

　"You're too arrogant. You know perfectly well that frying is my specialty, yet you still dare to compete with me in that. Your defeat is only natural."

　Looking down at the man kneeling on the ground, Ueno Sugi said with a mocking expression.

　A year ago, the theme of their competition was "fried food," and he lost because of his lack of frying skills.

　After that, he became obsessed, practicing "fried food cooking" with all his might, hoping that one day he could take revenge and make amends.

　Regret.

　As a result, he was bad at cooking other types of food besides fried food, and naturally became the worst performer.

　This midterm exam was also a wilderness survival exercise. Others had many cooking methods to try, but he was only good at "fried dishes." Without preparing a lot of oil in advance, he found it difficult to unleash his full potential.

　In the end, he had to change his approach and use pan-frying instead of deep-frying. However, the two types of dishes, though seemingly similar, are actually worlds apart.

　He failed, ultimately achieving a dismal score of fourteen points, and gloriously joined the bottom-ranked group, following Bai Yuan up the mountain.

　These twenty-five days of hellish training allowed him to temporarily forget about "fried food" and pick up the knowledge he had previously neglected.

　After undergoing rigorous training in the fundamentals, he made up for his previous shortcomings and now has a new perspective on "fried food".

　He incorporated what he had learned during this period into his "fried food cooking" skills, which further improved his technique. Now, when it comes to "fried food cooking", he is not afraid of any second-class chef!

　Thus, when Saitori suggested "fried food" as the theme, Ueno knew he couldn't possibly lose this match.

　"What a wonderful performance! Your 'fried food' is even better than mine. Zhai Niao really got tricked!"

　However, underestimating his opponent was his own fault.

　Upon hearing Ueno Sugi's words, Suzuki Toru stepped forward and led the applause. He then walked to the middle of the two teams and looked at Mitsui San.

　At the same time, both sides focused their attention on him, wondering what he was going to say next.

　"Although I really want to compete with you right now, the difference in points between us is too great, so we can't meet the requirements for a ranking match."

　So please prepare enough points before challenging me again.

　Closing the midterm assessment plan in his hand and putting it in his pants pocket, Suzuki Toru slowly spoke, his eyes looking at Mitsui San without the slightest hint of contempt, clearly already regarding him as a rival.

　After the battle just now, he realized that he could no longer regard these people as the underdogs he used to be, otherwise he would definitely suffer a great loss!

　"Indeed, I overlooked that point; with my current points, I cannot challenge you."

　"In that case, let's save our battle for the final day. I hope you don't get killed before then."

　Thinking of the rules for the midterm exam, Mitsui nodded, then looked at the others and quickly spotted his acquaintances in the crowd.

　"Kawakami, I remember your strength is about the same as mine, so your ranking here shouldn't be very high, right? In that case, become my stepping stone!"

　As he spoke, Mitsui San turned his gaze to a thin man in the crowd. The man stared at him for a long time, his expression slightly complicated.

　"Tsk, what an arrogant guy, just like before."

　As if remembering something, a smile appeared on the man's face. He then took a few steps forward to the middle of the crowd, his eyes fixed intently on Mitsui San.

　"If you want to fight, then let's fight. It's not a ranked match, it's a food war. Whoever wins gets all of the opponent's points. Anyway, I'm destined not to stay. You carry my dream and move on."

　"I understand, let's have a food battle then."

　Upon hearing the man's words, Mitsui San's expression changed slightly, and he seemed hesitant to speak. However, after a moment's hesitation, he solemnly nodded in agreement.

　Unlike the midterm exam challenges which have ranking restrictions, the Food Wars at Totsuki Academy can be held unconditionally as long as the food offered by both sides is mutually acceptable or of equal value.

　The two are now using points as stakes in a food battle, and the result will be recognized by the midterm assessment rules.

　"Yoshida, it's time to settle our score. How long are you planning to hide inside? Come out and fight!"

　One of the members of the bottom-ranked group stepped forward, looked at the familiar face opposite him, and spoke.

　"Nakajima, haven't you always wanted to have a match with me? Now I'll grant your wish! Let's wager your points!"

　Another person stepped forward, revealing an arrogant smile to his target.

　"Sasaki..."

　As Mitsui San found an opponent, one after another, people from the bottom-ranked group stepped forward and challenged the students who were ranked lower on the field.

　Despite their low initial score, their score doubled with each match.

　Even if someone starts with only one point, they can get a high score of one thousand points if they win all ten games. That's how terrifying the index is.

　"Those in higher positions cannot refuse challenges from those in lower positions. The ranking challenges will continue until 10 PM tonight."

　Those who continue to refuse challenges after receiving a warning will be expelled in accordance with the mid-term assessment regulations.

　Seeing some people showing signs of backing down, Wang Hai's voice suddenly rang out in the center of the venue, completely blocking their last escape route.

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　"what!"

　Her body was slightly upright, and an extremely alluring blush appeared on her face.

　Mito Ikumi trembled, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter tightly, uttering sounds that were extremely incomprehensible.

　"We're about to reach the summit!"

　fingers in

　With a light tap on her chest, Hojo Miyoko raised her head, her eyes glistening with moisture, her mind somewhat dazed by the delicious taste.

　"As expected of the leader! Even a dish made on a whim is an unparalleled delicacy that others could never achieve in a lifetime!"

　Huang Yun's face was also rosy, but as a top-level chef, and having spent a year in the world of dark cuisine, her resistance was naturally not comparable to that of students like Mito Ikumi and Hojo Miyoko. However, her breathing was slightly disordered, clearly indicating that she had been significantly affected.

　"By the way, do you have any lobsters here?"

　After frying tempura for half a day, a dish suddenly popped into Bai Yuan's mind, and he immediately became interested. He then turned to Huang Yun and asked her about it.

　"Lobsters are not available at the moment, but we have regular shrimp."

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Huang Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then answered truthfully.

　"If you don't have any, call someone to send some. I'll give you half an hour. Before that, bring me the regular shrimp."

　Without any politeness, Bai Yuan gave the order directly.

　"Yes."

　Huang Yun nodded, the blush on her face gradually fading, and she became serious. She then went to the side to make a phone call, asking the fresh food department to send over some lobsters.

　She must fulfill the leader's orders, no matter the cost; this was the oath they swore when they joined the Dark Cuisine world.

　Whether the sun sets or the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, I will always follow the leader. I will carry out the leader's orders even at the cost of my life!

　"Okay, let's continue."

　Mito Ikumi, with her keen eye, brought out black tiger shrimp, which Hakubuchi readily accepted.

　Apart from this most important ingredient, everything else was available on site, so after getting the shrimp, Bai Yuan looked at the crowd behind him with their varying expressions.

　"I'm in a good mood today, so I'm going to teach you a special fried shrimp recipe. Pay attention and learn it well!"

　I teach you how to cook, but I hope you learn the thought process and methods. Only then will you truly grow.

　Seeing the blush on the girls' faces, Bai Yuan spoke slowly.

　"Special fried shrimp?"

　"I want to learn! I want to learn!"

　"Learn the thought process and methods? I understand! I will pay close attention!"

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, the girls exchanged glances, their eyes filled with joy and excitement.

　Although we don't know what Bai Yuan is planning to do, anything he makes is basically a masterpiece!

　Even if it's just fried shrimp, the fact that Bai Yuan added the word "special" to it means there must be something extraordinary about it, so we should learn it carefully.

　"The first step is to process the shrimp. Remove the shrimp head and body, leaving only the shrimp meat and tail, so that you won't eat any other impurities when you take a bite."

　As they spoke, the Wenqu Blade had already appeared in Bai Yuan's hand.

　Mito Ikumi, standing to the side, suddenly saw her eyes blur, and the head of the still-live black tiger prawn was removed, the shrimp vein was pulled out, and the shell was completely peeled off, leaving only the tail connected to the shrimp body, and it was placed on a plate for later use.

　"Seven Stars - Swift Cut".

　Looking at the black tiger prawns that had been properly prepared on the plate, Bai Yuan exhaled a breath of stale air, and then turned his gaze to the live prawns swimming in the basin.

　The next moment, Bai Yuan reached out and slapped the counter. Immediately, the live shrimp in the basin were all thrown into the air by his internal force. Then, a flash of silver light appeared, and the black tiger shrimp were finished.

　When the processed shrimp were placed on the white jade plate, they did not remain still as everyone expected. Instead, they jumped around very lively, and some even almost jumped out of the plate.

　"A shrimp that's still moving after it's dead?!"

　Seeing this, Yoshino Yuuki was shocked. As a woman with extensive knowledge of biology, she knew that shrimp were invertebrates and should not move at the moment of death, at most twitching when being processed.

　But now...

　Watching the shrimp hop around for a good few seconds before slowly stopping and dying completely, Yoshino Yuuki swallowed hard; this truly shattered her common sense.

　"This is nothing. Teacher Baiyuan once turned fish swimming in the water into sashimi at an astonishing speed."

　Its flesh ended up in the dish, but the fish, seemingly oblivious, continued swimming forward for a long time before finally realizing what had happened and losing its life.

　Hearing Yoshino Yuuki's exclamation, Mito Ikumi, standing to the side, was smug, her voice filled with a unique kind of pride.

　It's really satisfying to talk about things that others don't know but she does!

　"Making raw fish from the water into sashimi, while the fish are still alive?! How is that possible?!"

　Mito Ikumi's words shocked everyone present, especially Sakaki Ryoko, who had been silent until now. Suddenly, she spoke up, her face filled with disbelief.

　"Nothing is impossible. Teacher Bai Yuan is far more amazing than you imagine..."

　Seeing the appearance of the group, Mito Ikumi felt a surge of smugness. This subtle feeling made her unable to suppress a smile.

　"Look, Teacher Bai Yuan has a new move!"

　Someone said this, and the scene immediately fell silent. Everyone stared intently at Bai Yuan, or more accurately, at his hand.

　With a flick of his finger, Bai Yuan produced more than a dozen sheets of soaked bean curd skin, each about a centimeter long, which spread out on the counter and completely occupied the counter in front of him.

　"You can get the sauce."

　Mix and match as you like, make whatever flavor you prefer.

　My mayonnaise is mainly made with egg yolks, lemon juice, sugar, a little salt, and light cream. It has a smooth texture and is an absolute must-have with seafood dishes.

　As Bai Yuan spoke, he found a pair of chopsticks and began stirring the ingredients in the bowl clockwise at an astonishing speed.

　Although there was an egg beater, he had already whisked the eggs manually while he was getting it, so there was no need for him to go through all that trouble.

　"We need to work harder here, but we can't add it all at once. We need to do it in ten batches until they are so closely intertwined that they can't distinguish one another."

　Stir for a while, pour in oil, continue stirring, pour in oil again, repeat this process ten times, then put it into a piping bag and put it in the refrigerator for later use.

　After that, the next step is to prepare the nuts that coat the fried shrimp. Bai Yuan chose cashews, almonds, walnuts, and macadamia nuts.

　Spread them on the table and then crush them into small pieces with a rolling pin. Considering the size of the shrimp, Bai Yuan processed this part very carefully.

　After all, if the pieces are too large, it will affect the texture of the shrimp, and if they are too small, you won't be able to taste the texture. In the end, the result may not be as good as breadcrumbs.