Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

"Hurry up, Teacher Bai Yuan! I don't know when someone will come, and I feel so embarrassed."

Hisako Shinoto twisted her body, her words tinged with embarrassment. It was the first time she had done this in public, and her legs felt a little weak.

"The way you're saying it makes me sound like a pervert."

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him who had turned her head, her cheeks flushed and her expression shy, Bai Yuan was also touched.

Especially since this guy lowered his body slightly and sticked out his rear end, presenting himself in an S-shaped curve, no matter who saw it, they probably wouldn't refuse to touch the fleshiest part of his body.

However, in public, he would not resort to violence unless he was extremely angry.

"No need. When you get back tonight, copy down the most common medicinal herbs and their locations from the herbal classic ten times as punishment."

Bai Yuan said coldly, but in his heart he still felt that the early education methods should be followed. Understanding the growing areas of medicinal herbs is beneficial and harmless to chefs who specialize in medicinal cuisine.

After all, his expectations for Hisako Shirato were not for her to be an ordinary master chef, but for her to be a high-star master chef.

Instead of cramming for these things when you need them in the future, it's better to lay a solid foundation now while you still have the time. As the saying goes, a tall building starts from the ground up.

"Alright, let's go to the car and learn. You should be able to find relevant information on your phone."

After saying that, Bai Yuan left, leaving behind Hisako Shinto, her face flushed, standing there. Feeling the river breeze blowing in her face, the girl suddenly felt a little confused.

What?! She was all ready, and he's not even going to fight?! What is this, just sitting around?!

Watching Bai Yuan's departing figure, Shinoto Hisako stomped her foot, her face turning exceptionally red, whether from anger or embarrassment was unclear.

"Without punishment, there is no way to learn from mistakes. It is precisely because I want to improve so much that I want to be punished by Teacher Bai Yuan."

Watching Shirai Abyss gradually disappear into the distance, Hisako Shinto seemed to realize something, her face flushed red to the roots of her ears, and then she muttered something in a low voice, trying to cover it up.

Shirato Hisako's girlish thoughts were of no concern to Shirato, otherwise he would have certainly indulged her desires and given her a good beating.

At this moment, Bai Yuan walked towards his seat while taking out his phone to think about the lesson and then began entering his grades.

Nito Hisako, 68 points.

If we take Alice Nakiri's cooking as the standard, then Hisako Shirato's level is probably only passing, reaching the peak of second-level cooking.

If you add Schisandra chinensis, the score will be around 75 points.

Sometimes, adding just one ingredient can completely transform the flavor, and that's the charm of cooking.

"So, what is your dish?"

Looking at Erina Nakiri standing in his spot waiting for him, Hakugen looked into her eyes and asked her this question.

"I made a clam chowder, which brings together all the freshness of the river in this bowl. Please enjoy, Chef Bai Yuan."

As she spoke, Erina Nakiri handed the rich, savory soup to Shiro, her face beaming with confidence.

"A thick soup? That's a standard French dish, but I never expected you to carry so many ingredients with you. No wonder you brought so many bags this morning."

Thinking back to the large bags and bundles that Nakiri Erina and Akito Hisako had carried when they met before setting off, a look of realization dawned on Bai Yuan's face.

While it may be considered a shortcut to some extent, the advance preparation also reveals the chef's quality.

"I never fight a battle I'm not sure I can win. Rather than searching for ingredients everywhere, I'd rather focus all my time on making the dish."

Hearing Bai Yuan's words, Erina Nakiri said with a hint of pride.

Knowing that the examiner was Shirobuchi, Erina Nakiri and Hisako Shinomiya studied the plan several times before setting off.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered the key, and immediately had a large quantity of the necessary seasonings, cooking utensils, and basic ingredients for condiments delivered to them.

Now is the time to put them to good use!

"Flour is used as a base, with chopped onions and minced garlic added. Olive oil is used for frying. After the ingredients are sautéed until fragrant, white wine and cream are added. Salt and black pepper are used for basic seasoning to cook a thick soup. It is a very standard French cooking method."

The cockles and snails have expelled all the mud and sand from their bodies, resulting in a tender texture and delicious flavor. This deliciousness gradually infuses the rich soup over time.

If I'm not mistaken, you probably blanched the cockles and snails briefly, removed them after the shells opened, extracted the meat, and then added the partially cooked cockle and snail meat to the broth when it was almost ready, to ensure both were tender and flavorful!

Scooping up a few pieces of cockle meat, mixed with the rich broth, and putting them into his mouth, Bai Yuan looked up at Nakiri Erina, his voice filled with admiration.

The broth was perfectly seasoned, and the cooking of the cockles was superb; it was excellent in every aspect.

"So, how many points would you give me?"

Erina Nakiri's eyes were filled with anticipation. Although she was confident in her cooking, it was Shirobuchi who was giving her the evaluation.

If you can get a high score from his speech, wouldn't the value of his credentials increase dramatically?

"To be fair, your cooking tasted pretty good, but it didn't really wow me. It was just average."

Because it was completed relatively early, it received a slight bonus in the score, totaling 73 points.

Bai Yuan's words made Nakiri Erina's expression stiffen, and she couldn't quite manage a smile. Her cooking only scored 73 points? That was barely above the passing grade, reaching a "good" level...

"Don't underestimate these 73 points. You'll see how valuable they are when today's rankings come out. Now go back and rest."

Seeing the change in Erina Nakiri's expression, Bai Yuan instantly understood her thoughts, but he was too lazy to explain. He would know the answer that night.

"I understand."

Dejected, Erina Nakiri lowered her head and began to ponder the strengths and weaknesses of her cooking, before going to the side to try again.

She wasn't thinking about getting a high score for now, but she wanted to at least reach 80 points!

"Teacher, please take a look at mine."

After Erina Nakiri left, many more students came forward one after another. As time passed, more and more students finished their dishes and came to Shirabuchi to receive their points.

However, without exception, no one scored above 60, with the highest score being only 43, a finding that was somewhat disheartening.

With a score that didn't even reach the passing mark, there's no way I could have passed this midterm exam!

"Damn it! It's impossible to cook anything good under these harsh conditions. What a terrible midterm exam, with such a high dropout rate, not giving anyone any time to adjust!"

After tasting the dish cooked in front of him, the man's face showed a pained expression.

His cooking skills were already mediocre, and he could barely pass his classes. With the current conditions being so difficult, he simply couldn't cook anything good.

If this half-finished product were given to Bai Yuan, not to mention the dish getting smashed on him, his score would undoubtedly be extremely low.

Having once taken a class taught by Bai Yuan, the man knew exactly how strict this guy in front of him was!

Since the beginning, more than five students have had their food overturned and been verbally reprimanded by him, ultimately receiving scores of no more than ten points.

"If I can't pass, neither can you!"

After yet another failure, the man angrily overturned the pot in front of him, his eyes already turning red.

Even though there is still plenty of time, he simply cannot bear to endure this indescribable torment any longer.

So he made a bold decision: to overturn the stoves of the guys around him, since they usually looked down on him anyway.

"What are you doing!"

"Grass!"

"Me!"

The sudden riot caused several chefs gathered around to swear. The man was quickly subdued by the group, who beat him mercilessly in the face and body, leaving him bruised and swollen, clutching his stomach and hunched over like a shrimp.

They did fight, but their food was also overturned. Seeing their hard work treated like this, even the most good-tempered person's eyes turned red.

"Take him to see the teacher and see how to resolve this matter."

What's done is done, there's no going back. The only solution now is to take this guy to the teacher and let the teacher help them solve the problem.

"Yes, take him to see the teacher!"

"Go, go!"

Seeing the destroyed food, the group quickly discussed it and then dragged the man, who was clutching his stomach and howling in pain, to Bai Yuan's side.

Bai Yuan had witnessed the entire event. Seeing them approach, he naturally knew what they wanted to say, so he spoke first with a cold face:

"If you guys came here because the food got spilled, then there's no need to say anything more."

"But teacher, it happened so suddenly..."

Bai Yuan's sudden words stunned the group who had rushed over. They then realized that he had been observing them all along, and panicked, forgetting all the words they had prepared.

"Even from that distance, I could tell that something was wrong with him."

"As chefs, instead of staying in front of your dishes while cooking, you were chatting amongst yourselves, completely neglecting your food. Otherwise, that level of attack wouldn't have knocked it over, would it?"

Seeing the men's shifty eyes, Bai Yuan spoke with a forced smile. He knew perfectly well why these guys were feeling guilty.

While cooking, because it took a long time, they gathered together to chat, completely ignoring the assessment.

Otherwise, even if the student felt a surge of anger and wanted to overturn the dish, it would be impossible, given how thin and small he looked.

It's possible that the moment there were any signs of that, they were subdued by the examinees guarding the dishes, making it impossible for one person to ruin the dishes of many others.

"However, this is a cooking assessment, so this is an unexpected situation..."

One of the girls clenched her fists, seemingly wanting to say something, but was sternly interrupted by Bai Yuan.

"No need to say anything more. You probably have four or five hours left. Either go back and re-prepare, or you can just get zero points."

Bai Yuan picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and spoke coldly.

"How could this be! This is too cruel!"

"hateful!"

For a moment, the scene was filled with complaints. But they didn't dare to argue with Bai Yuan, and eventually turned and left.

Bai Yuan watched their retreating figures, then looked at the man on the ground and said coldly:

"As a chef, it is wrong to ruin someone else's dish instead of completing your own."

"Erina, do me a favor: find his school records and expel him."

"Yes, Professor Bai Yuan."

The group of people who left in a hurry did not hear the final outcome. At this moment, they gathered together and were discussing countermeasures.

"In that case, let's also overturn other people's dishes. As long as we overturn enough dishes, we'll definitely get their attention!"

"This is not good..."

"What's done is done, so who cares about anything else? Do you have any extra ingredients? Even if you want to start making it again, you need the ingredients first! A hastily made dish won't get any points."

Among the group, the man with the hooked nose had a gloomy look in his eyes.