Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

The restaurants they run are all among the top-ranked restaurants in the industry.

The reason they agreed to Totsuki's request to place trainees was not only because Totsuki is their alma mater, but also because they wanted to recruit capable talent for the restaurant.

Excellent chefs are often sought after by various parties while they are still in school.

"Although I had a relatively quiet time at the restaurant, I didn't slack off."

Every day I insist on being responsible for making soups for lunch and dinner, and I also study books related to medicinal cuisine during my work breaks.

I never expected Uncle Cao to be so skilled. I'll definitely be asking him for advice over the next few days.

Hisako Shindo reached out and caught the sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains.

The golden light reflected off her hands, making them appear exceptionally fair.

The gentle warmth brought a satisfied expression to her face.

"That's good too. Cooking is a gradual process, not something you can master overnight. The fact that you can stick to your own path under these circumstances is quite remarkable."

Upon hearing Hisako Shinto's account, Shirabuchi praised her without hesitation.

To be able to maintain oneself in such a relaxed environment, conduct culinary research every day, and even read books on medicinal cuisine to improve oneself, is, in a sense, a rare and commendable thing.

I must work twice as hard.

In terms of talent, she falls short of Lady Erina and Miss Alice; in terms of meticulousness, she is slightly inferior to Megumi. Only by putting in more effort can she catch up with them in the future.

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Shinoto Hisako suddenly got up from the bed and straightened her back.

She paused, her ears turning slightly red: "Only then will I be qualified to stand beside Teacher Bai Yuan in the future."

"You can definitely do it." Bai Yuan gently ruffled her hair. "I'll go downstairs and wait for you."

"Okay! I'll be right there."

Watching Bai Yuan's departing figure, the girl hurriedly ran into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her flushed cheeks. After calming down a bit, she jogged downstairs.

When she suddenly said these things to Bai Yuan, she felt her face burning hot.

The warm autumn sun dappled through the trees, and Bai Yuan leaned against his bicycle, one leg on the ground. Seeing her emerge, the boy smiled brightly and extended his hand to her: "Let's go."

After delivering Hisako Shinto to the restaurant, Shiroyuki felt a sudden weight lifted from his shoulders.

Everyone is moving in a positive direction, and no one is experiencing any difficulties adapting; this is what he considers the best possible outcome.

The field training lasted for a total of one month.

Seven days of teamwork and twenty-four days of solo trials—only students who complete the corresponding targets can pass the assessment and stay in Far Moon.

Everyone did their best for this.

"Now that the harem inspection is over, let's go check out those people in the Dark Cuisine world, and also see Soma Yukihira. I wonder if those guys will adapt."

The thought crossed Bai Yuan's mind, and he then took out his phone to look up information about members of the Dark Cuisine World.

He was in charge of this task, assisted by three teachers from Totsuki Academy. Although he delegated most of the work to those three teachers, he had the highest authority.

Before long, he got the answer he wanted.

"Ara Western Restaurant in Shibuya, maid cafes in Taito, tempura specialty shops in Chiyoda..."

One by one, the names of shops appeared before Bai Yuan, with notes below indicating which students worked at each shop.

After searching with map software, Bai Yuan planned the best route for this operation.

"set off!"

"Dingling bell~"

With a wave of his hand, the bicycle bell rang, and Bai Yuan sped off towards his destination.

Twenty minutes later.

He braked in front of a Japanese confectionery shop on a hillside.

It's worth mentioning that this shop, located near the school, has attracted a large number of local residents.

A long queue formed at the entrance, the air was filled with a sweet smell, and everyone's face was filled with excitement.

"Huangmei, under the sun. The number of chestnut deer berries is a little insufficient, make another fifteen."

Ten red leaf-shaped steamed buns are needed, and they must be made within thirty minutes, as the students will be getting out of school soon!

At the display window, a woman in a white chef's uniform called out to the busy wagashi chef behind her, then looked at the customer in front of her: "Sorry, there are only two kurishiko left. Do you still want some?"

"What a pity, but let's have two then."

Speaking of which, your chestnut roe tastes even better than before. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it seems to be more delicate.

A beautiful woman dressed in a wealthy manner stood at the shop entrance. Upon hearing the shop manager's words, she immediately covered her mouth and showed a regretful expression.

“We have a really capable person here; she made most of these.”

Upon hearing the lady's words, the shop manager, dressed in a white chef's uniform, glanced at Huang Mei, who was constantly preparing food behind him, and a hint of amazement flashed deep in his eyes.

Given their qualifications, they wouldn't normally be qualified to become a pastry chef.

However, the master craftsman in charge of making wagashi (Japanese sweets) at their shop was hospitalized for health reasons.

Huang Mei and another student from Totsuki Academy who came here were appointed to fill this gap in the supply chain.

I originally intended it as a temporary measure, and wanted to find a new one as soon as possible.

But we never expected them to be so capable, making things so quickly and well, especially Huangmei, whose wagashi (Japanese sweets) were universally praised.

As a result, their store's business exploded during this period, reaching five times its previous level.

"So you changed your pastry chef! You guys are so lucky to have discovered such a talented person. From now on, I'll buy all my pastries from you!"

Following the shop manager's gaze, the lady saw Huang Mei skillfully working on the dough at the workbench.

Upon seeing it, I couldn't help but be somewhat mesmerized.

Huang Mei's movements resembled an acrobatic performance.

Huang Mei held up a lump of mutton-fat jade-like skin in her small hand, her thumb lightly touching the center, while the other four fingers stretched outwards as if playing a zither.

The dough thinned rapidly between her fingers, revealing the dark red of the red bean filling inside.

The wind seeping through the window cracks lifted the chestnut brown apron straps, but she was completely unaware, her eyes fixed on the small patch of land in front of her, completely absorbed!

Suddenly, Huang Mei took a thin copper skewer and quickly dotted out a series of indentations on the dough.

The movement was so fast that it almost left a blur, yet each landing point was as precise as the meshing of clock gears.

Upon reaching the depths, the noblewoman couldn't help but press her face against the surface, standing on tiptoe to widen her field of vision as much as possible.

The next moment, she was surprised to find that the dents on the sweets were arranged in a plum blossom pattern, which was actually the pattern of spots on the back of a fawn!

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!

But what amazed her most was the technique of sticking chestnut pieces to the plum blossoms.

The tweezers picked up a piece of honey-soaked chestnut, which hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly, like a dragonfly pausing for a moment before touching the water.

As it fell, the chestnut pieces embedded themselves perfectly into the dent, and even the angle of the icing splattering seemed calculated...

"The favor is 800 yen."

Turning around, she took out some chestnuts from the shop's display case, carefully packed them in a paper bag, and wore her signature business smile.

"Ah, oh, okay."

Although a lot happened, only one minute actually passed.

Seeing the shop manager's smiling face, the wealthy woman hurriedly took out her wallet and pulled out 1,000 yen.

After paying, they were still reluctant to leave.

If it weren't for the impatient people behind her making clicking noises, she really wanted to stand there and watch a little longer.

That's simply art!

It's hard to believe that wagashi making can be this amazing!

"Oh, sir, you haven't taken your chestnut deer yet! And we haven't given you your change either!"

Watching the wealthy woman leave after paying, completely absorbed in Huangmei's lavish culinary performance, the shop manager jogged to the shop entrance and shouted at her.

"Didn't you take the chestnut? And forgot your change too! Oh no. I'm sorry for the trouble."

Hearing the shouts coming from the shop entrance, the lady snapped out of her daze, jogged back, and looked embarrassed.

"It's nothing, thank you for your patronage."

Watching the lady bow and apologize after taking the chestnuts and change, then jog away, the shop manager casually waved his hand and returned to his seat to serve the next customer.

This is not an isolated case.

Bai Yuan watched this scene thoughtfully, and then joined the group.

He wanted to see for himself just how far Huangmei, with her super-touch abilities, had progressed!

Those with extraordinary sensory abilities can make rapid progress in their culinary skills once their talents are discovered, provided they have a good mentor.

Huang Mei has only been learning to cook for a little over a year, yet she already possesses the skills of a first-class chef. Now, two more months have passed, and who knows, she might have secretly reached the level of a master chef.

This is not an isolated case.

It takes an ordinary person a lifetime of hard work to even reach the doorstep of a master chef.

Just when they pushed open a crack in the door with all their might, thinking they could see a new, promising road ahead and walk alongside those geniuses...

Suddenly, a soft sigh came from inside.

"Sigh, I'm so bad at this."

It refers to someone who possesses the skills of a master chef at the age of 15.

The dimensional reduction attack that occurs in that instant is enough to shatter a person's Dao heart, and even cause them to never recover.

Of course, there will also be stronger people who withstand the blows and even achieve self-transformation under such circumstances, thereby reaching higher peaks.

Humans are multifaceted beings.

"The favor is 3000 yen."

While he was pondering, the group had already advanced to Bai Yuan's side. He selected several shop signs, all made by Huang Mei.