Food Wars, my food not only glows!

　"After pan-frying fresh sea bream, remove it from the pan without washing it. Add freshly squeezed lemon juice, chopped shallots, butter, and capers."

　Mix these ingredients well to make a sauce, then add fennel seeds to harmonize the flavors and add a layer of taste to the overall dish.

　Although it's just a simple combination of a few ingredients, it perfectly highlights the deliciousness of the sea bream—a dish that can only be prepared with fresh sea bream!

　The old man who had previously commented on Bai Yuan spoke up again, judging the general method of cooking simply by the taste of the sauce.

　For these sufficiently fresh ingredients, people generally don't add too many seasonings when cooking, but rather choose to savor their natural flavor.

　From a chef's perspective, this dish is...

　The control of heat, the knife skills, and the identification and use of ingredients have all reached the top level.

　If you add some more 'high-end' ingredients, it can be transformed into a luminous dish!

　The old man's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, acknowledging Jancis's skill as a master chef; this dish perfectly reflected his spirit.

　"This is my dish, a platter of mountain delicacies and golden scales."

　On the other side, Bai Yuan also finished cooking and brought out a dish covered with a silver lid, then lifted the lid in the very center of the crowd.

　In an instant, a dazzling golden light broke through the lid's restraints, and a rich fragrance spread the moment the lid was lifted.

　"Glowing food! Mom, I'm so proud of myself! I've actually seen glowing food in my life. I thought glowing food was just a legend!"

　"You know what, when I was reading the book, I was also thinking, how could food possibly glow? It's not like they added fluorescent agents! I never thought I'd actually see glowing food today! This kind of thing is actually true!"

　"No, no, no! It smells so good! Give me the food right now, let me have a bite! Just one bite! I can't take it anymore!"

　As the golden light slowly dissipated, the dish revealed its true appearance: golden scales covered the fish skin, and upon closer inspection, one could even see the layers between the scales. From the outside, it looked just like a real, live fish!

　The appearance of the golden light brought the atmosphere to its peak, with everyone looking greedily at the golden scale plate of mountain delicacies in the center.

　"This is... a live sea bream?!"

　Looking at the golden-scaled sea bream in front of him, the old man's mouth gaped slightly. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He wondered if it was just a hallucination, but he thought he saw the sea bream move slightly, as if it hadn't completely died!

　"How did they do that? The sea bream has been dead for at least 30 minutes since the start of the match, and its spinal cord was completely destroyed. It shouldn't be able to move anymore, but it did seem to move just now!"

　"It's just an illusion. No dead fish can move. Everyone, hurry up and try it. Now is the best time to taste it, with the sauce at the bottom of the bowl."

　Bai Yuan smiled faintly, without admitting that he had already learned the rules of the competition from Alice Nakiri.

　Simply put, the side whose dish is more widely recognized wins.

　This type of competition is not uncommon in culinary contests, but it is mostly used for competitions between shops, such as the Guangzhou Dumpling Competition.

　"Let me try it..."

　Swallowing hard, the old man was certain that he had just seen the sea bream move, but the other party denied it. There must be something fishy going on!

　Upon hearing the sound, Bai Yuan looked at the crowd and, without hesitation, borrowed several bowls from the fish shop owner, quickly distributing the food from the plate.

　He left a piece only for himself and Alice, and didn't leave any for Jesse either. In his opinion, that guy didn't deserve to eat his food at all.

　"What a powerful impact!"

　With one bite, Alice Nakiri felt a strange warm current spreading through her body. Closing her eyes, she felt as if she were sinking into the deep sea.

　At this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a sea bream, swimming freely in the vast ocean and enjoying its nourishment.

　Suddenly, the scene changes.

　Suddenly, the sea bream sprouted wings, leaped out of the sea, soared into the sky, and flew towards the mountains and forests!

　Termitomyces albuminosus, shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots, sweet potatoes, burdock, bracken fern...

　As she flew deeper into the mountains and forests, all sorts of mountain delicacies and wild vegetables appeared before her eyes, symbolizing the essence of the mountains. This feeling of soaring through the air and being free gave her a sense of liberation!

　At this moment, all their troubles were forgotten, and they seemed to transcend, heading to a world without sorrow or grief.

　"The sauce at the bottom of this dish, you used a combination of mountain delicacy soup and fish soup, right? The aftertaste has a hint of orange sweetness, so you must have added orange juice..."

　It is this sweetness that perfectly harmonizes these two completely different flavors!

　The fish meat was tender, while the crispy fish scales, made with fried potatoes, created a striking contrast with the softness of the fish meat. If I'm not mistaken...

　The cooking technique is not frying but drizzling. The oil is heated to boiling point, the fish is placed in a strainer with the skin facing up, and the hot oil is poured over it again and again until the potato scales become crispy, while the fish is cooked to the perfect doneness.

　This kind of cooking requires an extremely high level of skill in controlling the heat; otherwise, either the fish will be undercooked or the potato scales will be hard. To achieve this level of skill is truly impressive, especially considering the unique flavor of the sauce…”

　As the old man spoke, he closed his eyes and began to savor the sauce with his tongue. It blended perfectly with the sea bream, elevating its deliciousness to a whole new level.

　"The freshness of the mountain delicacies, the richness of the fish soup, the sweetness and sourness of the oranges, and the addition of a little cream bring out the overall flavor."

　Without a doubt, this is an excellent sea bream dish!

　Opening his eyes, the old man looked at Bai Yuan with a complicated expression, never expecting that this dish was created by a young chef.

　Such a bold combination is something only those with decades of culinary experience would dare to attempt. Even for those who dare to try, achieving this level of skill requires an extremely rich culinary repertoire.

　The ability to control details.

　To put it bluntly, the flavor of this sauce is completely ruined if you make even the slightest mistake, turning it into a failed sauce.

　"Young man, can you tell me your name?"

　At this moment, the old man's gaze toward Bai Yuan was no longer as yearning as before, but had returned to its usual indifference, as if he were looking at a fellow traveler.

　"My name is Bai Yuan."

　Old man, you don't seem like an ordinary person. You seem to know a lot about cooking.

　It's unlikely that an average person would have so much culinary knowledge, let alone be able to describe the cooking method of my dish so precisely.

　"You're a master chef too, right? If I'm not mistaken, you're probably one of the higher-ranked ones. How about we have a competition? Fighting these weaklings, even if I win, there's no sense of accomplishment. I'd much rather fight against the strong!"

　From the beginning, Bai Yuan had heard the old man continuously commenting on the dishes.

　Although what he said was somewhat different from what he thought, they were largely the same, and even coincided in many major directions, all of which proved that he was a very experienced old chef.

　"I was just a chef for a few years when I was young. I retired a long time ago. Now I'm just an old man with nothing to do. Cooking for my family is the limit. So let's not talk about a competition."

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's extremely warlike words, the old man gave a bitter smile, then moved his old arms and legs to show that he was powerless to do anything.

　"Alright then, but judging from their appearance, they probably won't be able to vote for a while. By the way, may I ask your name?"

　Seeing the old man's troubled expression, Bai Yuan didn't press him. Instead, he curiously asked for his name, intending to investigate further when he returned.

　Around them, the audience who had previously commented on Jancis's cooking fell silent, standing there with happy expressions.

　Each of them was so immersed in the culinary fantasy woven by the exquisite dishes that they were reluctant to wake up!

　Chapter Thirty: So, are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy, or have a nasty mark branded on your head?!

　"My name is..."

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's question, the old man paused for a moment, then looked up at the sky as if lost in some memory. After a while, he lowered his head and chuckled awkwardly.

　"Let me introduce myself. I am Lancy Jon, the president of the European Culinary Research Society. Would you be interested in working for us? We offer the待遇 of a six-star chef."

　"Old Master Lancy? I'm sorry, I don't like being controlled by others, so please forgive my refusal. Of course, I will visit him if I have the chance."

　"Won't you let me explain my conditions first?"

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's decisive refusal, Lancy Jon frowned and stared at his face for a long time, as if trying to see through him.

　"No, no matter the conditions, I will not join any faction again."

　Bai Yuan refused Lancy Jon's invitation without hesitation. No matter how generous the benefits were, he was unwilling to be controlled by others any longer.

　"Okay, I respect your opinion."

　However, there is one thing I don't understand about this dish: how exactly do you remove the impurities from the mountain delicacy hot pot in such a short time?

　If I remember correctly, if you cook shiitake mushrooms, sweet potatoes, and burdock together in a pot, a lot of impurities will keep bubbling up, and once there are impurities, the taste of the soup will be completely changed.

　Even if you strain it as hard as you can, you can't finish straining it in such a short time. So how did you manage to make the mountain delicacy soup so clear in such a short time?

　The old man asked curiously, showing great interest in the technique. Despite his age, his attitude towards cooking remained sincere!

　"I used this."

　Upon hearing the question, Bai Yuan smiled and took out a stack of A3 paper. At the same time, he folded a paper bowl in front of Lanxi Jon, saying as he did so:

　"The soup can boil even in a paper bowl, and it has absorbent properties, so it can absorb impurities from the ingredients during the cooking process. As long as you keep filtering it repeatedly, you can get a pot of crystal clear mountain delicacy soup!"

　"I see, so that's how you remove impurities and make the perfect clear soup! What an incredible idea, to think of using paper..."

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's explanation, Lancy Jon suddenly understood and couldn't help but admire his wisdom for coming up with this method!

　"Paper can absorb even the smallest impurities, and it can also be used in other soups."

　Bai Yuan exhaled a breath of stale air, his expression somewhat excited. It had been a long time since he had exchanged culinary insights with chefs of the same caliber.

　This feeling... it's been so long!

　"So, sir, whose cooking do you think is better? It's time to decide the winner."

　"Is that even a question? Of course it's you..."

　As he spoke, Bai Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at Jessie, who was tiptoeing not far away and seemed to be trying to sneak away. Suddenly, he jumped in front of him and kicked him in the chest.

　In an instant, Jesse was sent flying backward.

　"Are you still trying to run away now? Or do you think you can renege on your promise? I hope you don't do something so foolish, after all, I have many ways to make you keep your word."

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　Walking up to the fallen Jessie, Bai Yuan said coldly, "So far, no one has dared to break their contract with someone from the Dark Cuisine World!"

　"Do you want to make an enemy of me just because of a few sea bream?!"

　Jessie looked at Bai Yuan, who was closing in, with resentment. She couldn't understand why anyone would offend a top-level chef for just two sea breams!

　Who do you think you are? Why should I care if I make an enemy of you?

　Bai Yuan tilted his head, feigning confusion, then swung the kitchen knife in his hand. The tip of the knife 'whooshed' past Bai Yuan's hair and finally plunged into the ground.

　A strand of black hair fell to the ground.

　"This is a street fight that wasn't reported to the Food Wars Bureau. The results of such a fight are not recognized by the Food Wars Bureau! Don't do anything reckless!"

　Feeling the coldness on his ear, Jesse swallowed hard, a sense of fear rising within him, but he still forced himself to speak.

　The reason is simple: the Food Wars Bureau would never acknowledge such a street contest, as that would be tantamount to challenging their authority. As long as they get through this, who can make them honor the bet?

　Thurben has already gone back to the shop to gather his men. Just hold on a little longer, just a little longer! When he arrives with his men, maybe we can get some to beat this kid up and vent our anger!

　Even if he's a skilled fighter, he couldn't possibly take on a dozen people by himself, could he? Even two fists can't fight four hands!

　"Hahaha, it's really ugly!"

　"Can you so easily break your own promise? I thought you were just not as good as the chef, but I didn't expect your character to be even more despicable."

　Hearing Jesse's shameless words, Bai Yuan couldn't help but laugh. Nakiri Alice, who had just recovered from the illusion, overheard everything and couldn't help but mock him as well.

　"How I act is none of your business, you two brats! Now get your feet off me, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, I'll call the police!"

　Jesse spoke with a blustering tone, trying to scare the two and buy time. At the same time, the audience gradually recovered from the illusion of Bai Yuan's cooking and overheard their conversation, their faces showing strange expressions.

　They must have heard right, a top-level chef actually wants to break the contract!

　"Who said there was no reporting? Since I'm here, this competition is valid. I'm the person sent by the Food Wars Bureau to check whether this food war is fair!"

　From the start to the end of the competition, everything proceeded normally, and no cheating occurred; therefore, this food battle is valid.

　Just as a fierce glint flashed in Bai Yuan's eyes, preparing to teach Jesse a lesson, Lancy Jon suddenly stepped forward with a serious expression on his face.

　As a high-ranking member of the Food Research Society, he naturally has people who can represent the Food Wars Bureau and can even be in charge of the Food Wars duels.

　Just report it later, and then you can stamp it yourself.

　"And who are you from? You claim to be from the Food Wars Bureau, does that mean you're part of the Food Wars Bureau?!"

　Jesse stared wide-eyed, his voice filled with unspeakable resentment and some unease. He kept blaming Tulben for being too slow, and if this continued, he might get beaten up by Bai Yuan again!

　"Stop! Let go of my chef!"

　Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, and Jesse seemed to have found his anchor, his face beaming with ecstasy.

　"Come on, get this guy's foot off me!"

　"It's really troublesome."

　Seeing the menacing arrival of Thurben and his group, the surrounding onlookers scattered like birds, but Grandpa Lancy stood firmly by his side.

　“Let’s take care of them together. You’re young, so you can stall the eight on the left. I’ll deal with the three on the right first. Young lady, step back. This isn’t a place for you to get involved.”