Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

"boom..."

A dozen seconds later, the barely perceptible sound of the door closing rang in Bai Yuan's ears, instantly relieving him like a deflated balloon. He turned around and strode to the sofa.

I put down my wine glass, poured in some soda, turned on the TV to play a Crayon Shin-chan movie, and took out popcorn and potato chips from under the table.

This kind of carefree, leisurely life is just so great!

If that burly man had seen this scene, his positive image of Bai Yuan would have been shattered.

That mysterious leader of the Dark Cuisine world, revered by all the top chefs in the Dark Cuisine world, is actually this kind of person in private!?

"Samba, samba, let's dance samba together!"

"Unfortunately, it's ultimately a comedy. The horror atmosphere in the beginning was good, but the story ended like this, which felt a bit rushed."

Looking at the TV playing the Crayon Shin-chan movie, the plot, which could be described as a childhood nightmare, is only scary in the first part when viewed now.

In the later stages, it becomes a happy ending suitable for children.

The solution itself wasn't really problematic, it's just that the ending was a bit too boring.

"I wonder how Alice and the others are doing..."

I picked up my wine glass and took a sip of the chilled cola inside. Speaking of which, cola tastes best when it's chilled.

Bai Yuan turned off the TV, spread his hands, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest.

But in his heart he was thinking about Alice Nakiri and the others.

Although I know that as master chefs, on-site training will be a piece of cake for them, I still can't help but worry.

Just like a man who is powerful outside, he is still just a child in his mother's eyes. In Bai Yuan's heart, Nakiri Alice and the others are children, and letting them go out to work is like making children wear suits.

"I'll try to go check it out when I have some free time in a couple of days..."

With this thought in mind, Bai Yuan stretched heavily, then leaned back on the sofa, and soon fell asleep as drowsiness washed over him.

"Three servings of Eight Treasures Vegetable Jelly".

"clear."

Keiko Kitagawa moved around the store, acting as a waitress.

This is the busiest time for their store in the past few months, because the average dining time for customers has increased from fifteen minutes to half an hour.

All of this is thanks to the Nakiri sisters; their superb culinary skills reversed the restaurant's reputation and earned them a group of regular customers.

"It's not as bad as people say online."

"Exactly! Those negative reviews are just smears from our competitors. The food here is so delicious; it's the best vegetarian food I've ever had in my life!"

"Hey, you trolls upstairs, shut up! I ate there yesterday at noon, and the taste was indescribable. Not only me, but many people around me threw their plates and left."

If you still find a restaurant like this delicious, then making money is no problem, but don't be so rude with your food!

"You're a paid shill! Your whole family are paid shills! Do you think I can't tell if the food is good or not? Kitagawa Sai's vegetarian dishes are delicious, that's an objective fact."

"I went there just two days ago. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't delicious either. It was the kind of food that even a novice chef could make."

"Indeed, it's like this after it closed for a while and reopened. I guess it's a new owner who doesn't care about the food at all."

"I ate pretty well, could it be because I haven't eaten anything good before?"

On Dianping (a Chinese review platform), reviews for Kitagawa-sai are being updated rapidly.

Countless people who have tasted Kitagawa Sai cuisine today have come forward to defend its reputation.

Meanwhile, some people who had previously eaten at the restaurant received messages and believed that those who were defending it were paid trolls, and began to fight back.

Suddenly, the topic of whether Kitagawa-sai's food was delicious became a trending topic on the website, attracting more and more people to come and watch the drama unfold, and at the same time, they learned about the Kitagawa-sai restaurant.

Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri, who were busy in the kitchen and outside, were naturally unaware of this.

They were busy at the moment, serving dishes according to the menu.

Keiko Kitagawa also put up a sign at the door advertising for waitresses.

If she doesn't bring in some people soon, she might be too stressed and want to commit suicide...

"What a pity! If only I could learn Master Baiyuan's Silver Chopsticks Ten-Pot Reversal Technique. Cooking ten pots of food at the same time, even if the number of customers triples, it wouldn't be a problem!"

Looking at the cooking pot in front of her, Erina Nakiri looked regretful.

"Don't regret it, it's not easy to learn Teacher Bai Yuan's Silver Chopsticks Ten Pots Return technique."

Even now, I haven't mastered it. It took me several years to learn just one move, the White Snake Chain Spin, and the Silver Chopsticks Ten Pots Return is several times more difficult.

Looking at Erina Nakiri's expression, Alice Nakiri shrugged slightly.

Compared to the Silver Chopsticks Ten Pots, her White Snake Chain is a relatively simple cooking technique.

After all, all you need to do from start to finish is control the rotation. Although it might be a bit murmured at first, once you get the hang of it, you can quickly get into the zone and make the best dough!

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long."

With her lips slightly parted, Erina Nakiri uttered these words, a hint of helplessness on her face.

Perhaps it was because Teacher Bai Yuan was a genius that he assumed others, like him, could master these skills in a very short time. However, the truth was that they were all ordinary people, and mastering just one skill required them to exert all their strength.

"Although I haven't mastered the 'Ten-Pot Reversal with Silver Chopsticks' technique, with the physical fitness I've improved over this period, I can still cook different dishes in three pots at the same time. I'm going to go all out from here!"

Seeing the lively atmosphere outside the kitchen, with people occasionally glancing around outside the dining room, some choosing to leave, while many more came in drawn by the aroma, Erina Nakiri's expression turned serious.

Fine cuisine must be visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious.

In ancient times, restaurants didn't have many advertising methods. They relied on the chefs' skills to attract customers with the aroma of their dishes and then keep them coming back with delicious food.

"Then you'll be in charge of making the basic dishes, and I'll take care of the signature dishes."

Hearing Erina Nakiri's words, Alice Nakiri nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the wok, steamer, and molecular gastronomy machine in front of her.

"Understood. Today I'll be in charge of the regular dishes, and tomorrow you'll be in charge. I also want to make the signature dishes."

Erina Nakiri nodded slightly, then stated her conditions.

Since she's come to be the head chef of a vegetarian restaurant, she naturally has to master both the signature dishes and the basics; otherwise, wouldn't her trip have been in vain?

"can."

Although somewhat surprised by Erina Nakiri's answer, Alice Nakiri nodded in agreement. She wasn't particularly fixated on it; she just wanted to pass the test smoothly.

The main reason she wanted to be in charge of the signature dishes was because her skills were more refined, her dishes were more widely recognized, and she was less likely to make mistakes.

It was a fairly rational decision.

at the same time.

Keiko Kitagawa constantly shuttled between the dining hall and the food counter, handling almost all the ordering, serving, and cleaning up after the customers finished eating.

Fortunately, the average dining time for each table is not short, and she can still manage to finish even if she rushes. However, she is so busy that she is like a spinning top, and she can be easily roused wherever needed.

"Is this the famous vegetarian restaurant in Japan? It looks pretty ordinary."

With long, bright purple hair, sunglasses, and a mask on his face, accompanied by two burly bodyguards in suits, the handsome man walked straight into the restaurant.

"Welcome! What would you like to order? Ah! You...you are..."

Upon seeing this, Keiko Kitagawa immediately stepped forward, holding the menu and asking with a smile.

However, when she looked up and saw the face that often appeared on television, she was so surprised that she opened her mouth wide and pointed at him with disbelief on her face.

"Yes, it's me."

"Excuse me, could you please arrange a private room for me?"

Seeing the shocked look on Kitagawa Keiko's face, the handsome young man with purple hair seemed unfazed. He slightly removed his sunglasses, smiled with his eyes crinkling, and then put his slender fingers to his lips and whispered.

"So greasy... Come with me."

However, what awaited him was not the gaze of a fangirl, but rather the quick-recovering eyes of Kitagawa Keiko, with a subtle hint of disdain, which made Shirinji somewhat embarrassed.

"Ahem, okay."

Although he knew that not everyone would fall for his act, being looked at with such a disdainful expression still stirred a subtle ripple in his heart. At the same time, he made a decision in his mind: "If the food at this restaurant is not good, I must post on LINE to warn his followers to avoid it."

Soon, led by Keiko Kitagawa, Rinji Shirai entered the private room.

The overall environment was fairly clean and tidy, with a faint sandalwood scent. He then waved his hand, and the bodyguards immediately stood guard at the door to prevent any sasaeng fans from suddenly barging in.

"Here you are, this is our menu."

As they spoke, Keiko Kitagawa handed the menu to Rinji Murasaki, a thin layer of sweat appearing on her forehead.

"I don't know what's good to eat here, so I'll just order the Set Meal A recommended on your homepage. I checked the online reviews before I came, and they were quite polarized. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Shirinji looked at Kitagawa Keiko's face, his voice not loud, but it carried a subtle sense of coercion.

"Don't worry, those are all rumors. You will definitely be satisfied with the food at our restaurant."

Keiko Kitagawa spoke with great confidence, patting her chest and speaking frankly.

Just kidding, she's not the one cooking now. As for the Nakiri sisters' cooking skills, after testing them last night, she's completely convinced.

If she had to be a fan of anyone, it would definitely be the Nakiri sisters.

"Remember your words."

To this, Shirinji simply replied indifferently.

Although a set meal doesn't cost much, his status gives him the confidence to do so. If he makes a slight mistake, he can ruin the restaurant's reputation and cause it to lose at least half of its customers.

"Then I'll go prepare."

Keiko Kitagawa nodded slightly, left the private room, and went to the kitchen.

"Erina, Alice, we have a difficult customer. His remarks could easily make the restaurant go out of business. I hope you can do your best to make a dish that will satisfy him."

Seeing the two of them fully prepared and ready to go, Kitagawa Keiko briefly explained the situation.

"A difficult customer? No problem, I'm best at dealing with difficult customers. In fact, if he weren't difficult, I might not even be willing to take him on!"

I thought Alice Nakiri would resist, or at least show some difficulty.

To everyone's surprise, she was beaming with excitement, and even the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

Clearly, she didn't take this difficult customer seriously.

"This order is Set Meal A, and the meal needs to be served within twenty minutes."