Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

"Don't worry, after being by your side for so long, I don't need to be reminded of such a small thing."

Kikuchi Yoko opened her mouth slightly with a hint of reproach, then revealed a reliable smile on her face.

"Okay, I was just being paranoid. Let's continue cooking."

Seeing this, Bai Yuan nodded, then lowered his head and continued cooking.

Kikuchien was the same; she didn't have the same advanced skills as Shirobuchi, and removing the orange pith required a lot of her time.

Bai Yuan wasn't in a hurry to urge her. He simply slowed down and finished, then looked at her, enjoying this peaceful moment that belonged only to them.

The sun sets.

At the entrance of the Yukihira Hotel.

Hakugen and Yukihira Joichiro stood facing each other.

Outside the shop, there are two cooking counters, which are the same length and width. The only difference is that the cooking counter in front of Bai Yuan has ten stoves under it.

So much so that there wasn't even a place to chop vegetables in front of him, leaving people wondering how he was going to cook.

"Soma, what's going on? It's not even festival time yet, why are you bringing out the cooking station?"

This unusual scene naturally attracted a large crowd, who stood at the entrance of the Yukihira Hotel, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Finally, someone stepped forward and asked.

"Kurase, it's you."

Seeing the person running forward with a worried look on her face, Soma Yukihira smiled and greeted her. She was a girl in his class and his childhood friend.

Mayumi Kurase.

"Dad is preparing a food battle with a chef from outside. The agreement is to start selling at 5 PM sharp, and the number of dishes sold will be the condition for victory."

The food today is great, you can look forward to it.

Thinking of the dish the two of them had worked on all night to develop, Soma Yukihira smiled and spoke, his words filled with strong confidence.

"Someone actually dares to compare themselves to this old man? Isn't that just asking for trouble... This old man is the best chef on this street!"

Kurase Mayumi looked surprised. She came here because she was hungry after finishing her prep class. She originally wanted to have a meal, but she saw this scene as soon as she arrived.

Yukihira Joichiro and Hakugen set up their trap at the Yukihira Hotel. With such a commotion and the fact that they were celebrities, almost everyone on the entire shopping street came.

The customers on this street are mostly regulars from the Yukihira Restaurant. When faced with a competition where the skill levels are roughly equal, their hearts will naturally tip towards the side they feel closer to...

"Let the two little ones be waiters."

"The two of us will focus on cooking. The time is set from 5 PM to 9 PM. Whoever sells the most set meals wins this food battle."

Shirabuchi glanced at the obediently standing Kikuchi Sonoka beside him, and Yukihira Soma who was talking to a girl, and turned his head to speak.

"Sure, I'm also troubled by not having any help."

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's suggestion, Yukihira Joichiro readily accepted.

Chefs compete based on their culinary skills, and should not be constrained by other external factors.

Furthermore, due to the frequent cooperation between father and son, they had long since developed a tacit understanding, giving them an advantage over Bai Yuan in some respects.

"But are there really this many people on this commercial street? When I came here yesterday, I felt that it was sparsely populated and about to go out of business."

Seeing the growing crowd, Bai Yuan couldn't help but complain, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"People always like to join in the fun. There are quite a few people living on this street, but everyone prefers to go to the bustling shopping malls, so it's rare to see them on ordinary days."

Today, I guess it was because of our food battle that they stopped in their tracks out of curiosity. Food battles are always captivating, no matter where they are.

Looking around, he saw mostly familiar faces and began to explain.

Whenever there's a food battle, even the most unknown chef will attract attention, let alone someone like him.

This street is widely recognized as having the best culinary skills.

"Go, Joichiro! Beat him to a pulp!"

A crowd gathered in front of the Yukihira Restaurant, discussing amongst themselves. Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted something.

"Take him down! Let him see the skill of our top chef in the commercial district!"

"Go for it, Joichiro! We'll support you no matter what!"

"Joichiro! Victory is certain!"

"Joichiro, you will win!"

After that sudden shout, cheers erupted from the crowd, but the cheers were all directed at Yukihira Joichiro.

This is the prestige he has accumulated over the years of running his shop on the commercial street.

"Teacher Bai Yuan, this..."

Seeing what was happening in front of her, Kikuchi Sonoka's face flashed with anxiety. These residents were all judges, and she couldn't let them all side with the opponent!

"That's how it is when you're on someone else's turf, which is a disadvantage for us. But don't worry, I'll use my cooking to change their minds."

Bai Yuan patted the hand that Kikuchi Sonoka had nervously grabbed, but he wasn't worried. In fact, this was exactly the scene he wanted to see.

Only enough pressure can motivate him and make him stronger!

"I feel your enthusiasm and am truly flattered. Tonight, our restaurant will be serving a special dish developed for winter. Please look forward to it."

Sensing that the situation was getting out of control, Joichiro Yukihira took two steps forward, raised his hand and pressed it down, and the scene immediately quieted down.

"Winter special? It's even earlier this year!"

"I've been looking forward to this for so long! In previous years, it only went on sale in December. This challenger has done a good thing!"

"I can't wait any longer, let's get started! I can't wait!"

Upon hearing Yukihira Joichiro's words, the surrounding customers started discussing again, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation, everyone looking forward to his winter special.

And it was exactly five o'clock at that moment.

"Alright, time's up, let's begin."

He took off his watch and gently placed it in Kikuchi Sonoka's hand. Bai Yuan's strong voice rang out, interrupting the discussion of everyone present.

"it is good."

Yukihira Joichiro nodded and strode to his own cooking station. Instead of cooking, he looked curiously at Shirabuchi's cooking station.

The other party couldn't possibly be joking about bringing him such a kitchen counter, but he couldn't figure out how to use it, so he decided to wait and see.

"How are you supposed to use this kind of kitchen counter? There's not even a place to cut vegetables."

"Is this guy a fake chef? He looks young and quite handsome, and he even smells nice. He doesn't seem like a chef at all."

"Why are you smelling someone else's scent? You're a pervert."

"Didn't he just walk past me? You know, I can't help but stare at handsome guys, so it's normal for me to twitch my nose!"

"Just wait, we'll soon find out how he's going to cook it..."

Many people shared the same idea as Yukihira Joichiro, and most of the audience focused their attention on Bai Yuan, waiting for his move.

"Bring the things over here."

Bai Yuan didn't keep them waiting. He instructed the laborers he had arranged in advance to bring out ingredients such as beef and shrimp and place them in front of the kitchen counter.

"Silver Chopsticks Ten Pots Return - Seven Stars Breaking Army!"

With a soft shout, Bai Yuan's eyes became incredibly serious.

At this moment, his energy and spirit reached their peak. The next moment, a pair of long silver chopsticks appeared in his hand and began to fly through the air.

First, the induction cooker was turned on to light all the stoves. Then, the iron pots were lifted with silver chopsticks and placed steadily on each stove.

The oil can was somehow hooked up and used to pour oil into several pots that were some distance away.

The other pots were filled with water.

"What's he planning to do? Does this guy even know how to cook...?"

Yukihira Soma stared intently at Bai Yuan, puzzled, as if trying to see through him.

Although it's impressive to wield chopsticks so skillfully, it has nothing to do with cooking. You can't exactly use chopsticks to handle ingredients, can you?

"Teacher Bai Yuan's brilliance lies in his cooking methods, which are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us, let alone the ability to replicate."

Just keep watching and get completely absorbed in Chef Bai Yuan's incredible culinary skills!

Kikuchi Sonoka's voice rang out from the side, her gaze towards Shiroyuki filled with fervor; she trusted him unconditionally.

"The ingredients...flew up?!"

"Not only that, the shrimp shells were being rapidly peeled off the shrimp bodies, even removing the shrimp veins and the outer skin..."

It’s incredible! "

Someone shouted something, and everyone around looked up at the sky above Bai Yuan. What they saw next shocked them so much that their expressions twisted.

Shrimp and beef flew into the sky, and Bai Yuan put down most of his chopsticks, leaving only one. In his other hand, the Seven Stars Martial Melody appeared.

The next moment, the ingredients in the air were quickly processed, with the scraps falling on the left and the processed ingredients falling on the right, clearly separated from each other.

How could such technology exist?

Upon seeing this, Saiba Joichiro also gasped in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is this really something that cooking can do? Even TV dramas wouldn't dare to portray something this exaggerated, where food flies into the sky and is dealt with as soon as it lands."

Mayumi Kurase stood next to Soma Yukihira. Wearing glasses, she couldn't see Shiro's movements clearly and kept muttering to herself.

"Dad..."

Everyone else was shocked, but Soma Yukihira looked at Joichiro Yukihira with some concern, only to see that Joichiro's face was full of excitement and his body was trembling slightly.

This relieved him.

His father, Yukihira Joichiro, was not intimidated by Shiro's incredible skills; on the contrary, his fighting spirit soared even higher.

"I want to apologize for what I just said."

To be able to process food in the air using only a long chopstick and a knife—there's probably no one else in the world who could do that.

Thinking of his rude words, Soma Yukihira blushed and said with some guilt.