People in Zongman: My Dimensional Cuisine

Hojo Miyoko nodded, and Bai Yu thought for a moment before saying, "I'll make these two dishes as perfect as possible for you, and I bet you'll never guess the meaning behind them. In other words, after you eat them, besides the delicious taste, you won't know what Chinese cuisine means~"

"If I win, Miyoko, you can't keep worrying about Kuga anymore, so focus on your cooking!"

"it is good!"

Bai Yu said with a smile, "Then, Lucifer, would you please keep Miyoko company for a chat? Also, Miyoko, you can teach Lucifer how to wear a cheongsam."

"it is good!"

"I...I...I won't wear it!"

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Chapter 211 The Goal Determines the Upper Limit, Lucifer is Stunned (Please Subscribe~)

As mentioned before, Lucifer was completely helpless against Bai Yu's words. Despite being extremely shy and trembling, Lucifer listened attentively to Hojo Miyoko's explanation of the cheongsam.

Lucifer also thought Hojo Miyoko's cheongsam was very beautiful. She had always felt that bright red clothes were generally ugly. Well, not that they were ugly, but that most people couldn't pull them off and they were hard to match. But this cheongsam really caught Lucifer's eye.

Lucifer whispered, "Can I really wear a cheongsam? My figure..."

Miyoko Hojo nodded, her eyes shining as she looked at Lucifer and said, "Really, to be honest, Miss Lucifer, you have one of the most perfect figures I've ever seen, a perfect S-shape. A cheongsam would look amazing on you!"

Lucifer blushed slightly but still felt a little pleased as he said, "Eh? Really? Then what color cheongsam would suit me?"

"Except for white."

"Eh?"

Miyoko Hojo nodded and said, "That's right, Miss Lucifer, you already have white hair and fair skin. If you wear a white cheongsam, you'll look like a porcelain vase, which would look very strange."

Lucifer nodded and silently remembered it, then suddenly thought of something and said to Hojo Miyoko, "Miyoko, you seem to have a deep obsession with winning and losing?"

Miyoko Hojo sighed and said, "It's not that I'm obsessed with winning or losing, but rather with becoming stronger. My family runs a Chinese restaurant, but we've always believed that male chefs are better than female chefs when it comes to Chinese cuisine. So no matter how good I am, I won't get a chance..."

Lucifer laughed and said, "So, in the end, you just wanted to prove how bad their judgment is, is that it?"

Miyoko Hojo nodded, about to say something, when Lucifer smiled and said, "If that's your goal, then it just means your potential for growth isn't very high."

"Eh? Why?"

Lucifer chuckled and said, "The height of a person's goals determines the upper limit of their growth. If your goal is limited to your family's restaurant, then even if you achieve your goal, you'll only ever be able to return to the restaurant; your strength will remain stagnant."

After a moment of hesitation, Hojo Miyoko said with some difficulty, "Actually, when Manager Shiraha finished speaking today, I was thinking of setting a new goal, but I suddenly realized that without Hojo-rou as my goal, I really don't know what goal to set..."

"I've already said it—your goals determine your potential. If you want a high potential, then set a really ambitious goal!"

"So, setting a goal of becoming the world's best female chef? Isn't that too ambitious?"

"No way~ Anyway, the more you work towards your goal, the closer you'll get. Even if you don't reach it in the end, you'll still be much stronger than if you were to become Chef Hojo~"

Miyoko Hojo nodded, then smiled and said, "So, Miss Lucifer, what is your goal?"

Lucifer thought for a moment. Her goals—when she was the Angel Leader, it was to protect Heaven, spread light, and maintain order; later, as the Queen of Hell, her goal was to improve Hell's performance. Lucifer had indeed achieved that. As for now...

Thinking of this, Lucifer glanced at the kitchen, then smiled gently and said, "My goal is to become a good woman?"

"Eh?"

Miyoko Hojo was somewhat taken aback. If she remembered correctly, the beautiful woman in front of her was the CEO. For a beautiful female CEO to say something like that, she truly lived up to her reputation as Store Manager Shiraha! (Shiraha: My passive ability has increased again?)

Just as Hojo Miyoko was about to say something, she smelled a rich aroma. This aroma was definitely not spicy, so the answer must be sweet and sour pork.

Hojo Miyoko immediately made a comparison; one of her main purposes for coming here was to figure out how to improve that sweet and sour pork dish.

Miyoko Hojo thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "This flavor is incomparable to my sweet and sour pork... Why is the pineapple flavor so strong in this flavor?"

Lucifer smiled and shook his head as he looked at the pensive Hojo Miyoko. When Hojo Miyoko's idea of ​​proving herself turned into the purest pursuit of cooking, she would understand what she truly wanted to pursue.

At this moment, Hojo Miyoko was focused on recalling the culinary knowledge she had learned from Shiraha, including the improved method for making sweet and sour pork and her own shortcomings.

At this moment, for Hojo Miyoko, things like Kuga Terunori, cuisine competitions, and Hojo-ro were all distractions. Her mind was completely focused on using the aroma to determine where her cooking had gone wrong.

Bai Yu had just finished making sweet and sour pork in the kitchen, but instead of immediately cooking the next dish, he left the pork in the pot, waiting for something. The aroma of the pork was especially strong under the residual heat of the pot.

After Bai Yu calculated the time, he began to slowly make Mapo Tofu. At this point, the aroma of Sweet and Sour Pork quickly faded, and Hojo Miyoko slowly came back to her senses.

Lucifer chuckled and said, "It seems you've thought of something?"

Miyoko Hojo said somewhat uncertainly, "Hmm, I feel like I should know some of my weaknesses, but I can't be sure until I've tasted them. But what are you doing, Miss Lucifer?"

Lucifer glanced at his phone, then tilted his head and said, "Bai Yu said he's going to the gym tomorrow... um... today. I feel like the equipment isn't quite right for me, so he suggested I try yoga instead. I'll check it out first~"

"Yoga! But since Shopkeeper Baiyu recommended yoga to you, that's enough to prove that Miss Lucifer has excellent flexibility."

Lucifer was secretly pleased. So that jerk was actually praising him? Wait, how did he know he was flexible? Thinking this, Lucifer seemed to realize something, his face suddenly turning red. He muttered softly, "That jerk..."

"and..."

"And? And what?"

Lucifer stared intently at Miyoko Hojo, clearly now regarding her as an all-knowing encyclopedia. Miyoko Hojo, looking at Lucifer's enviable figure, smiled and said, "Miss Lucifer, do you remember me saying your figure is a perfect S-shape?"

Lucifer clenched his two little fists and looked at Hojo Miyoko expectantly. Hojo Miyoko grinned mischievously and said, "Miss Lucifer, just look up what yoga clothes look like~ Hehe~ Manager Shiraha is surprisingly like an ordinary man~"

Lucifer was taken aback. Yoga clothes, an ordinary man—what did that mean? So Lucifer picked up his phone, and then…

Chapter 212 The Legacy of Generations, the Wisdom of Generations (Please Subscribe~)

No one knows how Lucifer is feeling right now. Lucifer is shy, nervous, and fearful. Shyness and nervousness are absolutely understandable. As for fear, you can tell by the fact that Lucifer doesn't even dare to show his tail at home.

You have to understand, Lucifer only dared to agree to Bai Yu's request to cosplay his former appearance in Heaven with the courage to fight God himself. Now, can she even handle this...?

Seeing Lucifer's face flush red and then pale, Miyoko Hojo tilted her head with a strange expression. Is this the power of love? To turn a queen-like CEO into this state is truly astounding...

Miyoko Hojo whispered, "I don't know whether to say that Manager Shiraha is amazing or that love is just too terrifying..."

Lucifer snapped out of his daze and said somewhat nervously, "Miyoko! You don't know what I'm worried about. In a sense, Shiraha is a very dangerous being..."

"Eh?"

Lucifer's words startled Hojo Miyoko. She had no interest in men, let alone romance. Of course, this lack of interest meant that she simply felt those men were too weak to interest her.

Lucifer clearly didn't want to explain, or rather, if she did, she'd probably panic. Lucifer whispered, "I hope Bai Yu won't buy me yoga clothes... I absolutely won't wear them... absolutely..."

Obviously, even Lucifer herself didn't believe what she said, because she was completely unable to do anything about Bai Yu's words. Now Lucifer only had one thought: she absolutely could not appear in front of Bai Yu at the gym tomorrow!

Just as Hojo Miyoko was about to say something, Shiraha pushed the food cart out. Hojo Miyoko immediately looked away. Love, love is something you can't see or touch. The food that was about to be served to her was much better.

Bai Yu smiled and said, "It seems you've figured out some of the shortcomings in your cooking and how to improve them~"

"Hmm! I've gained a lot of insights just from the aroma alone, so I imagine the effects will be even better when I taste it!"

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "That's up to you. Well then, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, mapo tofu, please enjoy!"

"Ok!"

"Wow! It smells so good!"

The moment the dish was unveiled, Miyoko Hojo knew she had made the right choice. It smelled amazing. No matter what kind of dish it is, there are always three things to consider: color, aroma, and taste.

Miyoko Hojo didn't know exactly how delicious the food in front of her was, but she knew that of the three aspects of color, aroma, and taste, the first two of these dishes already deserved a perfect score.

What Hojo Miyoko cared about most was the sweet and sour pork in front of her. It was a dish she was determined to learn how to make. Chinese food didn't have the same level of formality as Japanese food; you could just pick up your chopsticks and eat it.

"Hmm? How did you manage to make this crust so soft yet crispy!"

"Hmm~ How come the juices are locked in so perfectly? The meat is so chewy..."

"The sweet and sour flavor is just right! Did I add too little vinegar? No wonder the aroma wasn't as strong..."

While eating, Hojo Miyoko was genuinely thinking about what was lacking in her sweet and sour pork. Although she didn't have the God Tongue to taste all the flaws, she could still discern some things after comparing them. They might not be complete, but they were still delicious enough.

As always, sour and spicy flavors are something that make your mouth water just thinking about them, and the sweet and sour pork with pineapple in front of you has already achieved that. If the mapo tofu on the other side couldn't, it would be a disservice to its bright red color.

Mapo tofu, a combination of tofu and minced meat, can be summed up in one word: spicy. Mapo tofu can be considered a true international superstar. You know, this not-so-good-tempered guy left Chengdu and went out to make his way in the world on his own, and before he knew it, he had become a name that almost everyone in the world had heard of.

Tofu is synonymous with freshness and smoothness, and Mapo Tofu proves this point even more. The fresh and delicious flavor of tofu is elevated to a higher level in this pot of bright red color, as if they were meant to exist together from the very beginning.

As mentioned before, simple dishes often have extraordinary flavors, and such dishes are renowned worldwide. Mapo Tofu, in particular, has long held a strong position among the top ten dishes and has not been able to be dethroned.

Although Mapo Tofu is famous for its numbing and spicy flavor alone, you'll realize when you taste it that while it is indeed numbing and spicy, it's an insult to Mapo Tofu. True Mapo Tofu is a harmonious blend of eight flavors: numbing, spicy, fresh, vibrant, fragrant, hot, crispy, and tender.

The tofu's soft texture doesn't harden despite the high temperature; instead, it locks all the heat inside. With each bite, you'll want to gently smack your lips. And that's exactly what Mapo Tofu is all about – once you've adjusted to the temperature of the outer layer, a gentle smack, a bite, and—perfect! You must have burned yourself, right?

The aroma of the tofu was instantly released, and with the unique spicy and fresh flavor of Mapo Tofu, it's no exaggeration to say it's addictive.

When eating Mapo Tofu, a spoon is a great choice, especially a porcelain spoon. With one spoonful, you can scoop up a tender piece of tofu, its white surface turning bright red. It trembles slightly on the spoon, proving that it hasn't become hard due to processing. The thick, bright red broth, made with cornstarch, occasionally has specks of chili flakes stuck in it, almost dripping, while the tofu soaks in it.

If you're lucky, you might even get a little bit of minced meat. One bite, and you'll experience the satisfying spiciness, the delightful numbness, and the unbearable heat. But you just can't bear to spit it out. You'll breathe on it and slowly adjust to the temperature until you finally succeed. That's when you'll truly appreciate the deliciousness of Mapo Tofu.

And the crispness of the minced meat became apparent the moment you got used to it. One firm and one soft, one tender and one crispy, two textures, two delicious flavors, but they blended perfectly together in this pot. In a word, perfect.

When the Mapo Tofu is served, you don't even need to ask what to eat: rice! Steaming hot rice! Just put the Mapo Tofu on top of the rice, grab a spoon, and eat it in big mouthfuls! Sweating freely! Satisfaction has never been so complicated.

Miyoko Hojo was not a delicate young lady, so she didn't have many fuss oversights and quickly finished everything. She felt very satisfied after eating, especially with Chinese food, which only Chinese food could provide that kind of satisfaction.

Bai Yu looked at Hojo Miyoko, who was slumped in her chair like a salted fish, and said with a smile, "Looks like this is to your liking. Well then, remember our bet, Miyoko~"

Miyoko Hojo nodded, then fell into deep thought for a long time before raising her head and tentatively saying, "The meaning of Chinese cuisine lies in its profound, diverse, and inclusive deliciousness."

Bai Yu smiled and said, "What you described was the characteristic of Chinese cuisine, not its meaning. So, Miyoko, do you need to guess again, or..."

Miyoko Hojo shook her head and said, "Manager Shiraha, I don't know either. Please enlighten me..."

Bai Yu said gently, "The significance of Chinese cuisine lies in its continuous innovation and the wisdom that has been preserved through countless years of history..."

"Inheritance..."

Chinese cuisine has always been a treasure passed down from generation to generation of excellent chefs and then improved upon by later generations.

Bai Yu smiled and said, "Inheritance isn't always about passing down physical objects; it can also include spirit and wisdom..."

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Chapter 213 The Wind Rises, Dawn Breaks (Please Subscribe~)

Miyoko Hojo thought for a long time, while Shiraha sat quietly beside Lucifer. Lucifer didn't say anything either, partly because he was still unsure how to respond to the yoga outfit issue.

Secondly, it's because of what Bai Yu said: no matter what kind of thing, country, or culture it is, they will inevitably flow into the long river of history in the end. Some may slowly sink to the bottom, while others will adapt to the speed of the torrent and continue to float.

This is history, this is inheritance. In the face of the torrent of history, every person and every living being appears exceptionally small and insignificant. This is a kind of awe.

After a long silence, Hojo Miyoko sighed and said, "Manager Shiraha, I understand what you mean. I give up..."

Bai Yu smiled and said, "What you're going to inherit isn't Hojo-ro, but rather your desire to become an excellent Chinese chef. However, you must remember that inheritance doesn't mean you have to learn everything; you also need to learn the wisdom of Chinese cuisine."

Hojo Miyoko nodded and then asked doubtfully, "Manager Shiraha, is this the dish you modified?"

Bai Yu nodded and said, "That's right. Although sweet and sour pork with pineapple is a dish suitable for all ages, for this dish, pineapple... (several hundred words omitted here; I realize using this word count is too misleading.)"

Hojo Miyoko absorbed the knowledge with great concentration, like a scholar eager for learning. Shiraha also shared his knowledge without reservation. As Shiraha said, Chinese cuisine is always a tradition.

Lucifer was also listening attentively to the lesson, because Lucifer had said that her current goal was to become a good woman, so she was now starting to learn the most basic cooking skills.

Although she knew her cooking wouldn't be as good as Bai Yu's, that didn't deter her determination to learn how to cook. And so, the long night eventually turned into a one-on-one lesson.

As the sky gradually brightens and a gentle breeze carrying the scent of morning drifts into the shop, a cool sensation arises – this is the perfect alarm clock.

Of course, if we're talking about an alarm clock with sound...

Trample tread...

For Bai Yu's shop, the best alarm clock was probably this sound of footsteps. Bai Ze and Lucifer both knew very well that when these footsteps sounded, it would be dawn...

"Master...Eh? We have a guest...Wow! It's Miyoko!"

Clearly, Cerberus had failed to take off again today, but that didn't stop its lively personality. It still jogged down and hung directly on Bai Yu's body.

Hojo Miyoko smiled as she watched Cerberus run down. As mentioned before, very few people dislike Cerberus. Even Kinokuni Nene likes Cerberus very much, even though he still has the same emotionless face.

Cerberus, clinging to Shiraha, turned to look at Hojo Miyoko and said, "Miyoko, Miyoko, Miyoko! What are you doing here? Did you come here to eat?"

Miyoko Hojo nodded and smiled, saying, "Yes, I've learned a lot tonight, and benefited greatly. Most importantly, I now know my goals and the path I should take."

Cerberus twitched his ears, tilted his head, and looked puzzled. Bai Yu smiled and said, "Cerberus, what is your goal? Or rather, your ideal?"

"Hmm... I'll stay by Master's... Bai Yu's side forever!"

"Alright~ Find a place to sit down, otherwise Miyoko will laugh at us~"

"Oh oh oh!"