The night when the halberd ended.

Nakiri House.

"He won."

Yuanyue General Manager sat in the corridor and looked at the small pond in the courtyard. The full moon reflected a corner on the water.

"Um……"

Xia Qing responded on the phone, "Next, please take care of him more. I'm preparing for the next showdown."

"Hong Kong Chef Alliance..."

"As long as you are not a dark chef, you don't have to interfere, let them investigate."

Upon hearing this, General Yuanyue was stunned.

Hang up the phone.

With his eyebrows raised, Sensaemon looked back and saw his granddaughter standing at the door of the tea room.

Erina Nakiri had obviously just returned from the academy and had not even changed her uniform skirt. She stood at the door and asked in a low voice: "Is it Senior Naka?"

Sensaemon nodded.

"Erina, this month of summer vacation, you can go to the Xia restaurant for an internship, and Alice is going to go too," he said suddenly.

Erina's face could not show any sadness and joy in the shadows.

She lowered her head and thought, "Can I bring Feisha with me?"

"I think he will accept it."

Nakiri Ssaemon says, if he has a deep meaning.

at the same time.

Pole Star Door.

In the kitchen late at night, Shima Yukihei, who lost to his father again, did not yell like before, but sat on the chair with chopsticks, and his thoughts floated again in the golden period of the food halberd duel a few hours ago.

Ice sculpture peacock with shiny five-color divine light.

The final sauce puzzle is added, a "must-kill dish" of fish sashimi.

Yukihei Chuang can really imagine how many people are sleepless tonight and are immersed in the carnival of discussion.

"How are you? How many times have you lost to me?"

Kazuo Ichiro stood at the dining table with his arms folded.

Shaking his head, the father and son were buried in the kitchen late at night, and some words were buried in their hearts for a long time, and at this moment, they finally blurted out.

"Dad... am I really talented?"

Yukihei Shin's head slightly lowered, and his hands clenched into fists on the table.

Upon hearing this, Joichiro smiled.

Sure enough.

People of the same age are too dazzling. They are also first-year high school students, but others are leading the way. They can only look up at the foot of the mountain, and they can't even see their backs. Their vision is blocked by layers of trees, and they can't even find their way forward. Anyone will stop at the foot of the mountain, confused.

"Chuangzhen, what do you think is talent?" asked Joichiro.

"For example, Miss Nakiri's "God's tongue" and Miss Tamakawa's "super hearing" are too much..." Yukihei's eyes were confused.

"What about your lecturer Xia's talent?"

He was stunned for a moment.

Yukihei Tsuma couldn't answer because Xia Yu never deliberately showed his talent.

He just cooks and serves the dishes.

talent?

That kind of thing is just a tool for cooking.

His eyes gradually shine. Yukihei really understood something.

"I hate talking about talent and talent at all times!"

Shiroichiro put away his smile and put on a rare serious expression, "Talent and talent too dazzling will cover up the efforts and sweat behind a chef! At the time and place you don't know, they are practicing and exuding their enthusiasm for cooking."

"Have you ever seen the efforts of Miss Nakiri, Miss Tamakawa and others?"

"How much do you know about your lecturer Xia's efforts to reverse the victory over Miss Tamakawa?"

As he said that, Shiroichiro stepped forward and patted his son on the shoulder.

"So, don't use talent and talent to summarize the achievements of a chef. That would be a blind eye and block your own vision. More importantly, when you think that a chef's achievements are derived from talent, you will create a slack mentality in your subconscious mind and will not be able to stop thinking back and forth whether you have no talent to catch up with others..."

Yukihei was so irrefutable that he spoke.

"In my opinion, my son is the strongest!"

Then, Yukihira's father gave a thumbs up and blinked at his stunned son.

After sitting for a while, Yukihei stood up full of energy, "Dad, let's compare again, a real duel, this time I'll show you how I've made this semester!"

One hour later.

When Yukihei Tsuma served a plate of dishes, Koichiro took a spoon to taste it, and his face was shocked.

Bang!

The spoon fell into the dining plate, and Shiroichiro looked at his son tightly and asked, "...Is it the prototype of the chef's heart?"

"Hey!"

Taking off the white scarf on his head, Yukihiro smiled brightly, "Not good hospitality!"

...

Shopping street.

No words all night.

After returning from Yuanyue, Xia Yu went straight to the living room of our store and slept heavily.

I woke up in a daze during the day and stretched to look at the alarm clock at the head of the bed.

ha.

I couldn't help but shook my head and smiled. It was already past twelve o'clock noon. It was such a strange lazy sleep. Since I was devoted to the world of cooking, Xia Yu has not gotten up so late. He has seized time to soak in the chef god space and greedily absorbed various cooking knowledge.

Get up, wash lazily, and go downstairs to make a meal for yourself.

Breakfast and lunch merge.

But when he went to the ingredient warehouse, Xia Yu was stunned. The shelf was empty, there were only a few bags of quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, and there was not a piece of meat. If you make pasta, you would not have the taste of soup. Just thinking about it, you would definitely not be able to swallow it if you have a bad appetite.

There is no need to go to the branch.

The reason is very simple, because the Xia restaurant has been closed for at least a month. Before leaving for Kamakura, Xia Yu cleaned up the ingredients. She has been living in Morita's house these two days after returning, busy with food and halberds and has not resumed normal business. Where did the ingredients come from?

"Business will resume tomorrow!"

Scratching his head, Xia Yu could only go to Morita's house to have a meal.

Then I chatted with Maki at Morita's house, surfed Twitter and surfed the Internet, and when I got home it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

When I got home, a car was parked outside the door.

Xia Yu glanced in and immediately put away his lazy look, with a smile on his lips.

Bang.

The car door opened, and the governor of the Yukawa family, the Yukawa Nobu came down first.

"Chef Xia!"

Shin Tatsuguchi bowed ninety degrees.

Even though Xia Yu was much younger than him and even less than his two daughters, he did not dare to neglect the slightest.

After all, the special chef who masters the "must-kill" recipes are the first to master the "must-kill" recipes. In this pyramid system, Takashi Tatsuguchi is only a "special two-star" and is still a distance from the "special three-star", let alone the "must-kill" field above the three-star.

"Hello, Mr. Tamakawa."

Xia Yu nodded.

Of course he knew why Nobu Tatsugura came.

Another guest in the car was not moving for a long time. Nobu Tatsukawa stood for a while, then looked embarrassed and knocked on the mirror.

then.

A beautiful woman got off the car.

Compared to before the halberd duel, the halo on the woman's body was much dim. She put on light makeup, unable to hide the haggardness on her face, and there were dark circles. Her eyes were no longer as arrogant as before, just like an arrogant cat putting away its claws.
Chapter completed!