Japan's annual Food Festival officially started in three days, but this year's Food Festival added a "Cooking Competition" mechanism, causing countless culinary powerhouses to flock to Tokyo.
In Mu Fan's view, this Food Festival competition was equivalent to Hoenoko's LOVE.
LIVE。
Because only one chef could win the competition, this year's Food Festival was livelier than the previous years.
The culinary powerhouses who came to sign up all wanted to show off their skills in this cooking competition and become stars in the culinary world.
Recalling the map of the location of the cooking competition that he saw before, this cooking competition was held in Tokyo. What was surprising was that this place was not far from the legendary Yuanyue Gourmet Academy where geniuses gathered.
Could it be that most of them were students of Enetsu Gakuen?
He didn't know if the legendary Yuanyue Ten Talents would appear.
But for Ashina's swimsuit, regardless of whether you were one of the ten outstanding youths or not, Mu Fan had to beat you to get first place in this Food Festival.
Swimsuits were a sacred and inviolable thing that was equivalent to the New World.
The last time she had this kind of mentality was when Mu Fan was drawing swimsuits in FGO. She desperately wanted to draw the swimsuit ahoge king, but unfortunately, in that world, the archer ahoge king of FGO was lost.
But in this world, there was a system. No matter what, she had to see Ashina's swimsuit.
Although these days, Gauze Mist could occasionally talk to him bravely, he didn't know if Gauze Mist would be willing to travel with him once he got first place.
I hope so …
In this regard, Mu Fan could only sigh and ride the bicycle borrowed from Ying Lili to the destination quickly.
The reason why he didn't take the tram and chose to ride a bicycle to the venue was that the Food Festival's registration would end today. Many culinary masters from all over the world chose to come today.
Even in Tokyo, which didn't have many traffic jams, almost all the cars were stuck on the road today, and the tram should be terribly crowded.
Seeing the jammed road, Mu Fan, who was riding a bicycle, smiled.
No matter what kind of car you have, you still can't beat the speed of my bicycle.
Swooping down the slope, the summer breeze blew Mu Fan's face and hair, filling him with energy.
Mu Fan laughed.
In this lifetime, I can row a boat without oars, I can sail without wind, because my entire life depends on the waves!
....
Although Mu Fan had overtaken countless famous cars and was the first to arrive at the registration area of the food festival, he was dumbfounded as soon as he arrived.
It seemed that he had gone a bit overboard …
Akuya changed into a new set of clothes in the morning and washed Gauze Mist's underwear. As a result, she left her wallet on the table and forgot to take it with her when she left.
Yep, it's all Hatsune's fault. It's her fault for not reminding me.
Mu Fan was speechless. Fortunately, today was the registration for the food festival, so it shouldn't be a problem if he didn't bring any money.
There was a traffic jam today, so Miss Ming Ri Nai, who had a car to pick her up, should be late. Mu Fan, who was about to send a message to Ashina, was also stunned because he forgot to bring his wallet and phone on the table.
"Forget it, I'll go register first and wait for Ashina at the registration area."
Looking at the majestic building in front of him that was almost as tall as the UTX Academy, Mu Fan couldn't help but marvel at the scale of this cooking competition.
He quickly locked the bicycle in front of the door and came to a relatively small room on the side of the building.
He thought he was early, but when he came to the room, Mu Fan realized that the number of registered chefs this time was too large.
There were all kinds of people gathered here. The younger ones looked like high school students like him, while the older ones had gray hair and wrinkles on their faces, looking like they were in their seventies or eighties.
Of course, the ones that Mu Fan was most wary of were the young and the old.
Because Enetsu Gakuen was a high school student, high school students naturally couldn't be underestimated. For example, the few best-selling light novels, Kashiko and Qianshou Muramasa, according to Acorus Kagura, were both high school students.
The high school students in this world were very scary.
As for why the adults weren't scary?
Cough cough, you all know — —
They all went to film …
As for the old men in their seventies or eighties who could participate in the cooking competition, they were probably old chefs who lived in seclusion. Thinking about it, he had to be careful.
As for the middle-aged men …
Thinking about it carefully, he also had to be careful. They were probably the Ten Greats who graduated from Enetsu Gakuen, but now they were old …
MMP, thinking about it this way, the food festival was really scary. There was no way to compare.
The city was full of traps. Was it too late for him to go home now?
.....
After waiting for more than an hour, just as Mu Fan was about to fall asleep, it was finally his turn.
"Signing up for the food festival cooking competition?"
Mu Fan walked to the window, and the staff member asked without raising his head.
"Yes."
Mu Fan nodded.
"Fill it in!"
The staff member was straightforward and didn't ask much. He pushed out a piece of A4 paper from the window with a few mandatory options.
It was probably name, age, ID number, address, email, and other necessary questions.
Mu Fan filled in one by one skillfully.
Looking at the registration list, the staff member nodded in satisfaction. Then, under Mu Fan's expectant eyes, he stretched out his hand to Mu Fan. "The information is ready. The registration fee is 50,000 yen!"
"Huh?"
Mu Fan was stunned. He didn't expect to have to pay for registration.
But, it was fine if it was money — —
It was actually 50,000 yen.
"50,000 yen? Isn't that too much? "
Mu Fan couldn't help but frown and ask.
Although his food department made a lot of money in a day, Mu Fan also understood that 50,000 yen was equivalent to a month's salary for some people.
"Sir, there's no other way. We charge according to the rules. This is not a child's play house."
Although the staff member's words sounded polite, in fact, they sounded very harsh.
In Mu Fan's ears, it was probably because he couldn't even take out 50,000 yen and wanted to participate in the food festival. Children should go home and play.
"I really want to sign up for the cooking competition."
Being despised for forgetting to bring money, Mu Fan couldn't help but say speechlessly.
"Then what's your cooking level?"
"Probably equivalent to the Ten Talents of Yuanyue."
After a moment of silence, Mu Fan told the truth.
Although he didn't know the strength of the Ten Outstanding Chefs of Yuanyue, Mu Fan felt that he shouldn't be weaker than them after advancing to level five.
"Huh?"
Hearing this, everyone in the room exclaimed. Even the staff stood up and looked at Mu Fan with wide eyes and asked, "Then do you have a certificate issued by Enetsu Gakuen?"
As soon as this was said, everyone turned their eyes to Mu Fan.
"No." Mu Fan shook his head.
"You …"
The staff rolled his eyes. This time, he completely regarded Mu Fan as a mentally ill person. He pointed to the opposite building and said,
"Sir, in order to avoid many chefs who don't like to show their strength and don't have the money to participate, we have a place where we can appraise the cooking level. As long as the dish can get B grade or above, you can sign up for free with the certificate here."
After saying that, the staff waved to the back, and the people who signed up immediately squeezed up and squeezed Mu Fan out of the line.
.....
Mu Fan had to go to the opposite building again. After all, it would take two hours to go home by bike. Unless it was necessary, he naturally didn't want to go back.
To Mu Fan's surprise, there were also many people who came to the appraisal building.
After another hour of queuing, it was finally Mu Fan's group again. Mu Fan glanced around. There were about 30 people in this group, and they each found a cooking counter.
It was normal that the chef's cooking level would be appraised together. After all, it was too slow for one person to appraise once.
"Cooking appraisal?"
Of course, before that, he had to go to the window to fill in the form.
When he came to the window, the staff asked without looking up, just like the staff who signed up last time.
"Yes."
Mu Fan nodded.
"Did you bring any ingredients?" The staff asked faintly.
"No."
After a moment of silence, the staff reached out his hand. "The ingredients cost, 10,000 yen."
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