The story of Shokugeki begins when Alice picks him up and brings him home

Alice Nakiri said while pinching her chin.

Because only dried chilies are used, the spiciness is not that prominent, which makes the rich flavor of the rabbit meat stand out more.”

A large amount of spices can easily cover up the original flavor, while a small amount of seasoning will highlight the original flavor. This dish only uses salty and spicy flavors, so the taste of the wild rabbit meat itself is brought to its peak.

"It feels like... running wildly in the forest, desperately avoiding the pursuit of a superior predator, and finally escaping with one step ahead of the other, a feeling of relief!"

At this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a hare, running wildly in the mountains and forests, avoiding the pursuit of the eagle in the sky.

Before it swooped down again and was about to catch it, it dived into a nearby tree hole, and the eagle's claws were less than a centimeter away from its throat!

However, this one centimeter is like a natural chasm...

Letting out a long breath of hot air, Erina Nakiri looked at the boy and expressed her most intuitive feelings.

This feeling of having the upper hand in jungle competition is simply too great!

"This dish is very good. It makes full use of the ingredients from the mountains and the peppers I brought with me are perfectly used. Passed."

Alice Nakiri's voice was filled with praise, and she then turned her gaze to the spicy fried rabbit meat in front of her: "But you are wrong about one thing. Not only will this dish not taste bad if it is cooled, but it will be even more fragrant."

"Will it taste better when it's cold?" A puzzled look appeared on the boy's face.

“I agree with this. During the high-temperature frying process, a crispy shell is formed on the surface of the food, which locks the aroma firmly inside.

After cooling, the taste of the cold rabbit meat gradually stabilizes. At this time, when you take a bite, the aroma is released suddenly, which will bring a strong impact. "

Facing the boy's puzzled gaze, Erina Nakiri began to explain that this is a misunderstanding of many chefs, who believe that hot dishes will definitely taste better than cold dishes.

"There is a dish in Sichuan, China called cold-eaten rabbit. It has an attractive color, spicy and fresh taste, crispy and delicious texture, and is very memorable! Its method is similar to the spicy fried rabbit you are making now."

Nakiri Alice gave a further example and picked up a piece of rabbit meat from above. Because it was at the top, it was cooler than the other meats.

"I see. This is the first time I've heard of this. It seems I haven't studied enough."

After hearing what Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri said, the boy closed his eyes and thought for a while, and decided to try the so-called cold rabbit meat after returning.

After all, he was not very familiar with ingredients like rabbit. Including the last time he cooked it in Totsuki, this should be his second time.

“Sure enough, this is the taste!”

Feeling the aroma exploding in her mouth like a bomb, in contrast to the cold rabbit meat, an expression of enjoyment appeared on Nakiri Alice's face.

"Same question, what's your name?"

"I am Sanjing San."

When asked, Mitsui San gave his name. He was one of the five second-class chefs and performed well in this special training.

"San Jing San, right? I'll remember that."

Erina Nakiri nodded and looked at his face seriously, indicating that she remembered his name.

In Totsuki, those who can become a second-class chef before being promoted to the advanced department are considered rare talents and have a high chance of graduating successfully in the future.

And once she successfully graduates, she will become Totsuki's network. As the future head coach of the academy, she will maintain due respect for the strong.

"Next person, please bring your food."

On the side, Alice Nakiri didn't want to pay attention to all these twists and turns. She looked up at the last slim woman and urged her to come forward.

"Is it finally my turn? Please try my dish, snake taco, which is made mainly of snake meat and snake eggs."

As they were talking, the slim woman came forward and placed the delicious food in front of the two men.

"It uses bamboo leaves as the base, and the filling is snake meat. There's even a sauce, and from the smell, it should be made from berries."

Alice Nakiri looked at the beautifully shaped dish in front of her with a joyful expression. This dish was very girly.

"Yes, I found wild berries in a remote place. Each one was very plump, so I added honey to make it into taco sauce."

The yellow-brown bamboo leaves were cooked to perfection, with the sides arched up by the heat like a small boat, and inside the boat was snake meat fried in oil.

There is no excessive seasoning, just simply use wild onion water to remove the fishy smell, add snake eggs and mix evenly, then stir-fry over high heat and place in the center of the bamboo leaves.

Squeeze some raspberry jam on it, and it will have a unique and rich taste.

“You must have baked the bamboo leaves to shape them, and now we are in the wild, so you should have used a simple oven made of stones.

It is not easy to control the temperature so accurately under such simple conditions."

Picking up the snake meat taco in front of her, Nakiri Alice praised as she looked at the yellowish-brown bamboo leaves, which cracked when she applied a little force but did not break.

Stone oven, she had done the same thing in the past, to dry the hunted meat for long-term preservation.

"This is actually one of the few successful products after more than ten failures."

Hearing Alice Nakiri's praise, the slender woman showed a wry smile on her face. Only those who have tried it know how difficult it is.

“You used nut oil, right? This taco has a strong nutty flavor.

After being stir-fried, the snake meat is slightly charred on the outside, but the meat inside remains tender and juicy. The wild onion water removes most of the fishy smell of the snake meat, and because snake eggs are used in the mix, the dense yolk forms a sharp contrast with the firmness of the snake meat.

Feeling the taste in her mouth, Erina Nakiri spoke slowly, with a little more admiration on her face, without the slightest contempt.

Don’t say anything else.

Being able to collect so much food in one day is a remarkable thing in itself.

Not to mention that these ingredients are perfectly combined. Although the taste is not perfect, this is definitely a work that she put a lot of effort into!

"Yes, I roast the nuts on a hot stone slab, crush them, roast them again, then wrap them in bamboo leaves and use heavy objects to squeeze and hammer them to extract the oil."

The slim woman said that this little bit of nut oil was hard to come by.

From the first step of collecting nuts to the subsequent extraction and oil pressing, each step took her a lot of time.

"Using the traditional physical oil extraction method, you would have to collect nuts for a long time to complete this step."

"About five hours. After all, I don't need a lot of nut oil. If I do, I will probably change the method."

The slim woman explained that she chose the physical method of oil extraction because the amount required was not large.

“The best part here is actually the sauce.

Autumn is a good time to harvest wild raspberries. Paired with the honey stored by bees for the winter, the rich fruity aroma is mixed with the sweetness of honey, and the overall taste is sweet and sour. Paired with stir-fried snake meat, it is simply perfect!"

Erina Nakiri licked her lips and said with satisfaction.

"Same question, what's your name?"

"Qingguo Ruoji."

The slim woman said lightly.

"Qing Guoruoji? I remember this name. You've passed the test!"

After looking at the woman in front of her and then at the snake taco on the table, Erina Nakiri announced that she had passed.

"You can go down the mountain now. This is the hotel pass."

Nakiri Alice said this after throwing three cards into the hands of Kino Kenji, Mitsui San and Aoka Wakahime respectively.

"Please wait a moment, we will go down with them."

"them?"

Hearing what Kenji Kino said, Erina Nakiri's voice was filled with a hint of doubt, and then she heard a noise coming from the jungle.

Soon after, countless figures in black walked out, holding their carefully prepared dishes.

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"Hurry up! If you slow down, don't blame me for using the whip in my hand!"

In the spacious and bright hall, a strong and dignified man spoke to the crowd who had slowed down their movements.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately sped up their pace, their faces full of tension.

Obviously, the strong man was not joking, and if he slowed down, the whip would really hit him.

"It looks pretty good, Wang Hai."

The sudden voice sounded in the hall, causing the strong man to turn his head. There was first surprise on his face, and then a look of respect emerged.

"You are flattered, Chief."

"Don't stop! Chief, this way please."

As he spoke, Wang Hai made a gesture to Bai Yuan, inviting him to go outside and talk.

Bai Yuan nodded and then walked in the direction he pointed.

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"Huh, I can finally take a break.

After practicing deep-frying for a whole day, Lao Deng was not satisfied no matter how he fried it. If he wasn’t like this to everyone, I would have suspected that he was targeting me on purpose!"

Watching Wang Hai gradually go away, a man in front of the cooking counter breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and complained to his friend next to him.

"Isn't it? After all this time, I only got 60 points for one dish, the tempura shrimp, and all the others were unsatisfactory.

The assessment a few days ago was also like this. Where on earth did these guys come from? It was too strict!"

Thinking of the training during this period, a painful expression appeared on the man's face.

"It's okay, it's okay. Today is the last day. The remaining days should be much easier."

During this time, they systematically learned 24 cooking methods such as stir-frying, sautéing, deep-frying, and cooking. If nothing unexpected happens, today's class will end.

"At least we are much better than those last-place players who were eliminated on the first day. Their points have not moved at all from the beginning to now. They are definitely eliminated!"

When talking about their own situation, they always like to compare it with people who are worse off, and this is what they are thinking now.

"But there's one thing that's very strange. A few students couldn't handle the pressure and dropped out. Their names and points disappeared from the leaderboard.

Although the last-place finishers have left, their points are still there.”

Thinking of the bottom 100 on the standings, someone said in confusion.

"No matter what, with their scores of less than 30, they are destined to be expelled."

"That's true."

As the teacher left, the people at the surrounding cooking tables gathered together and started chatting while cooking.

Under the extremely high pressure of daily practice, this is their only entertainment activity.

In the first few days, they still had the energy to play poker before going to bed, but now they fall asleep as soon as they return to the dormitory, sometimes without even having time to cover themselves with the quilt.

"I'm so envious! Suzuki, your current points are just stuck at 50th place. If you work harder in the next few days, you will most likely be able to stay."

"Indeed, if we were to say who among us is most likely to stay, it would be you, Suzuki."

When talking about dropping out of school, several people had some melancholy on their faces, and then someone looked at the boy among them who had remained silent with envy.

“Alas, when I started, I was ranked 40th, but now I’m almost down to 50th.

Those guys are working really hard, it looks like they have to try their best next time."

Hearing the compliments from the people around him, the boy called Suzuki shook his hair in a very showy way, and then sighed in pretended sadness.

"Even so, it's already amazing!"

"Indeed, although the assessments here are very tiring, after making it through, I can still clearly feel that I am making progress."

"It's just too tiring. I feel like I've shortened my life by a year in less than a month here..."

I don't know who started it, but the hall was filled with complaints. Even though they could feel their strength improving, this improvement was too tiring!

It’s the same improvement, but they want a more comfortable way.

"Excuse me, is this the 20th meeting place?"

Suddenly, a slightly dull sound came from the door, causing the students who were practicing frying tempura to look over.

"Yes, this is the 20th meeting place. Who are you?"

The girl sitting at the kitchen counter at the door looked towards the door in confusion after hearing the sound. Then she saw a group of boys wearing black coats and covered in wounds.