"Well, are there any materials that don't need money?"
Looking at the staff in front of him, Mu Fan hesitated and asked awkwardly.
"You want to cook without money?"
The staff frowned and fell silent.
Seeing the staff's expression, Mu Fan knew that this matter was a bit difficult to handle.
It seems that I still have to go home to get money?
At present, there are two options. One is to wait for Ashina to come and borrow money from Ashina. With Mu Fan's personality, he is embarrassed to ask.
The other option is to ride a bicycle for two hours back home.
This is very exhausting. Besides, it takes more than four hours to go back and forth. He doesn't know if the registration will be closed.
"Friend, may I ask what you are doing? Have you encountered any difficulties? "
Just as Mu Fan was deep in thought, a gentle voice came from behind him. Mu Fan turned around and saw a handsome man wearing a gorgeous suit. His hair was neatly combed and dyed yellow.
His yellow hair not only didn't have the cynical feeling of a gangster, but he looked like an idol on TV, giving people a very gentle feeling. He was standing behind him and looking at him with a smile.
"Sorry, did I waste your time?"
Looking at the smiling boy in front of him, Mu Fan asked apologetically.
Mu Fan also understood. After all, although there are three windows for registration, he blocked this window. The people behind him can't register first. Naturally, they will ask something.
"You're welcome. I have nothing to do anyway. “
The yellow-haired boy smiled and waved his hand, then asked Mu Fan: "Friend, I see that you didn't register here. You should have encountered some difficulties, right?"
The boy in front of him gave off a pretty good vibe. Mu Fan could only sigh and tell him everything about how he forgot to bring the money.
When he heard about Mu Fan, the blonde boy smiled. "So it's like that. I often forget to bring money too. The registration fee is only ten thousand yen. I happen to have some here, so I'll pay for you first."
"Can I?"
Mu Fan was stunned.
In today's era, where only blankets could provide some warmth, it was rare for a person to be willing to help a complete stranger.
Mu Fan didn't think he could do that.
"But aren't all those who come here unregistered? Ten thousand yen should be very useful to you, right? "
Mu Fan asked in surprise.
Just now, he was very clear that the direct registration fee was 50,000 yen. Here, it was only 10,000 yen. However, it was much more troublesome. He needed to make his own dishes and get a B-grade evaluation or above.
This also indirectly showed that the people who came here were those who couldn't afford to sign up. However, this person could actually give him 10,000 yuan after signing up. It was a little unbelievable.
"Oh? Who said that everyone who comes here is poor? "
Hearing Mu Fan's words, a look of surprise flashed across the blonde boy's face. He put back the wallet he just took out and asked, "By the way, friend, my family is from Nagoya's' Sato 'Restaurant Group. I'm Sato Toshi, what about you?"
"So powerful."
Mu Fan didn't expect this blonde young man to be from Nagoya Restaurant Group. He was really shocked and explained, "I'm different from you. I'm from the gourmet department."
"Gourmet department? Is there such a place in Japan? "Sato Toshi frowned.
Mu Fan smiled faintly, "It's the school's gourmet department."
"Get lost! I thought you were a noble young master. How can a small fish like you be qualified to talk to me? A country bumpkin like you should go back and practice your cooking skills. "
Almost in an instant, Sato Toshi's face became gloomy, and he kicked Mu Fan.
Mu Fan couldn't help but be shocked. His body quickly dodged to the side. Because he dodged, the wall under the window was exposed in front of Sato Toshi. No matter how powerful the force was, he couldn't retract it in time. His left foot kicked directly on the wall of the front desk with a bang.
The tip of his foot kicked the wall, making a "kacha" sound. Sato Toshi immediately howled in pain.
Did he use so much strength in this kick?
Looking at Sato Toshi, who bent over in pain, Mu Fan frowned.
He understood the scene just now. It turned out that Sato Toshi thought he was from a noble family, so he wanted to lend him money.
When he learned his identity, his face changed instantly.
He had to say that such a noble child really didn't know how to respect people.
However, how could he let someone kick him for nothing? He took this opportunity to quickly step forward and grabbed the neck of the young master who had just cried out in pain. After strengthening his body twice, his strength was amazing. Under his strength, Sato Toshi couldn't resist at all.
Then Mu Fan directly lifted his foot and stepped on the injured part of his foot that had just kicked the wall. He suddenly howled in pain again. Looking at his fearful face, Mu Fan said coldly, "Today, Mu Fan from the small gourmet department in your eyes will teach you a lesson!"
At this moment, when the bodyguards around Sato Toshi saw this scene, they all gathered around Mu Fan with cold faces.
Because Mu Fan and Sato Toshi were at the front, the scene just now attracted the attention of the chefs who were waiting behind.
"Let go of our young master."
A total of four bodyguards surrounded Mu Fan and shouted coldly.
"I'll return him to you!"
Mu Fan sneered and gave Sato Tatsuaki a taste of his own medicine. He kicked Sato Tatsuaki in the chest and sent him flying.
He was already full of anger today, and he was almost kicked by Sato Toshi. Mu Fan could no longer control the anger in his heart.
"You!"
Seeing that Mu Fan dared to be so arrogant in front of them, the faces of the four bodyguards suddenly became ugly. One of them quickly went over to help Sato Toshi who had fallen to the ground, and then ordered the remaining three, "All of you, beat him until he can't register today."
Hearing the order, the three bodyguards immediately surrounded Mu Fan.
"Stop!"
At this time, a female voice came from the door. Mu Fan and the three men in black stopped at the same time and looked back. They saw a beautiful woman in a purple kimono, with elegant steps and a mature appearance, walking in from the door.
As soon as the woman entered the registration area, there was a burst of discussion among the chefs around.
"Isn't this the president of the Japanese restaurant 'Hidden Ji', Hidden Mu Zino of the Food Halberd Jury?"
"It's said that she will also be a member of the jury of this food festival. Why is she here?"
"Haven't you heard? She also gave us the rating for our registration this time. Her opinion can decide whether we stay or leave! "
Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman in the kimono was the president of the Japanese restaurant and the judge of this registration. Mu Fan thought with some surprise in his heart.
But at this time, Zangmu Shino walked in front of Mu Fan and the three men in black. He looked at them coldly and reprimanded, "As chefs, you are actually fooling around here. Don't you want to sign up for this food festival?"
As soon as Zino Mu Zino finished speaking, Sato Toshi's face immediately showed a trace of fear. He waved his hand, and all the bodyguards returned to his side.
After all, the president of Hidden Ji in front of him was much stronger than him. She could decide whether he stayed or left. Since she was angry, Sato Toshi naturally did not dare to have a conflict with Mu Fan.
"Sorry, president Zino Mu, it's all because of this kid …"
After a moment of silence, Sato Toshi immediately stepped forward and took the lead to point the spearhead at Mu Fan with a face of resentment.
Although his restaurant was not weak, if he wanted to promote his family's restaurant at the food festival as a young master, he had to follow the rules here.
To be honest, Mu Fan didn't like to fight, and he didn't want to fight here, but this man touched his reverse scale. A small gourmet department? He hated it when others looked down on the gourmet department run by him and Ashina.
Sato Toshi bullied the weak and feared the strong. Only then did Mu Fan understand what kind of person he was.
When he saw the strong, he would pretend to be gentle and elegant. When he saw the weak, he would instantly turn into a gentle beast.
However, Sato Toshi was stopped by Zino Mu Zino halfway.
"Do you think I don't know the specific reason?"
Zino Mu Zino glanced at him coldly, and he quickly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. After all, if he offended someone here, it was likely that he wouldn't be able to register.
The food festival couldn't be controlled by power.
"Although I already know the reason, it's wrong for the two of you to fight on such an occasion. If the rating later is lower than A, you will be disqualified!"
Hearing this, Sato Toshi's face immediately turned bitter. The faces of the people around him also showed a gloating expression.
The difference between an A-grade dish and a B-grade dish wasn't as simple as just one grade.
If B was the earth, A was the sky. It wasn't difficult for a B-grade chef to complete it, but A was a real test of one's strength.
With a look that couldn't be refuted, Zino Mu Zino glanced coldly at Mu Fan and Sato Toshi. Then, he directly returned to the judging area that belonged to him.
As for Sato Toshi, he glared fiercely at Mu Fan. If it weren't for this guy, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
"Sigh, it seems that I still need to go back and withdraw the money."
Mu Fan didn't care about Sato Toshi. He thought he had met a good person, but he didn't expect him to be a scumbag.
But what should he do next? Should he go home and withdraw the money or wait here for Ashina?
"I'll sign up later. I forgot to bring the money."
After a moment of silence, Mu Fan looked at the front desk and said.
"Sir, I heard what you said just now."
This time, the staff raised his head and explained to Mu Fan, "Our registration will end in three hours. I don't know if you can make it back in time."
"What? I heard that the registration will end in the afternoon."
Mu Fan opened his eyes wide and recalled the registration time on the official website that Ashina gave him.
"Indeed, the registration will last until the afternoon. But after the registration, the chefs will be given time to prepare the dishes. As for the registration, it will end in three hours. "
The staff said, "This is also to teach some chefs who don't abide by the registration time. After all, the food festival is also a kind of hospitality. A chef can't let the guests wait for too long. "
"I see."
Mu Fan sighed with a little disappointment.
In this case, he can only blame himself for having a bad memory. Then he will go back and spend his vacation in Ashina's seaside room.
"It's not that there is no chance …" Looking at Mu Fan's disappointed look, the staff sighed.
Hearing the staff's hesitant voice, Mu Fan's heart moved and asked, "Is there any other way?"
"I don't know if this method will work."
The staff took a deep breath and pointed to the remaining ingredients on the cooking table not far away and said, "In fact, it doesn't matter if you forget to bring the money. The ingredients left on the cooking table are all ingredients left by the previous chefs. Many people left resentfully because their culinary skills were not rated B, and they didn't take the remaining ingredients away in anger. Sir, you can use those ingredients without charge. But … can this kind of leftover ingredients really pass the review?" “
"If I say that it can pass the review 100%, you will definitely laugh at me." “
The staff's words rekindled Mu Fan's self-confidence again, and he smiled faintly, "I can only say that I am sure." “
"Thank you!"
After saying that, Mu Fan did not forget to thank the staff, and then asked in surprise, "Why would rich people sign up here?"
In fact, Mu Fan was asking about Sato Tengchen. He had always been a little puzzled. With Sato Tengchen's family, he should be able to afford 50,000 yen. Why would he sign up here?
If he didn't come, there wouldn't be so many conflicts.
And just now, he glanced around. Other than Sato Tengchen, there were still many young people in the room wearing gorgeous clothes. What was going on?
"Sir, as long as you are lucky enough to get an S-level evaluation here, you can be exempted from the audition and directly enter the top 126 of the food festival from thousands of chefs who signed up. These rich people are generally confident in their cooking ingredients. In any case, if you can get an S-level here, then even if you fail to advance from 126 to 64, you will still have face to go back. "
"I see."
Mu Fan finally understood why this group of noble young masters came here. It turned out that they could directly advance to 126.
Thinking of this, Mu Fan thanked the staff again, then filled in the form and walked to the kitchen counter.
In fact, in Mu Fan's opinion, the staff and he didn't know each other. It was already very good that he could remind him to this extent. As for borrowing money, Mu Fan didn't even dare to think about it.
In this world, it was difficult to borrow money from friends, let alone from people he didn't know.
"Use the leftover ingredients? You are really something, kid. The ingredients will affect the rating of the dish. You want to cook without money? You are just struggling at death's door. "
Sato Tengchen naturally heard the conversation between Mu Fan and the staff. He glanced coldly at Mu Fan, who was walking to the kitchen counter, and snorted disdainfully. Then, he instructed the bodyguards beside him. The bodyguards nodded and turned to leave.
Not long after, the bodyguards brought a few bags of ingredients to the kitchen counter.
Because the two people's rankings were based on their names, the kitchen counter was next to each other. As soon as Mu Fan came to the kitchen counter, Sato Tengchen walked over. Looking at the few leftover ingredients on Mu Fan's table that looked like melons and jujubes, he sneered at Mu Fan and raised his middle finger at him.
"Useless trash, look at your leftover ingredients. How can you get a B-level evaluation? If I were you, I would have left long ago."
Mu Fan already vented his anger by beating up Sato Tengchen just now. Ignoring him, he looked at the few vegetables, two eggs, a little flour, and rice on the table.
Speaking of which, these ingredients were really shabby.
Is it too late for me to leave now?
Of course, this was only the beginning of Mu Fan's thoughts.
Closing his eyes, he recalled two days ago when he came to his father's shop because of practice. He found the recipe that belonged to the Mu family in China.
After obtaining this recipe and seeing the cuisines in it, what made Mu Fan surprised was that Chuyin's voice actually sounded in his mind. Moreover, it had actually been appraised. Many of the dishes in the recipe actually had an A grade evaluation.
Sure enough, his father was also a famous chef in the past.
Mu Fan couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.
In this way, even if he didn't exchange for the system's recipe, he could still rely on the Mu family's recipe to participate in the Food Festival, right?
At this moment, the name of a dish flashed in Mu Fan's mind, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
"That's you!"
Mu Fan glanced at Sato Tengchen and was surprised to find that he took out a piece of beef with excellent quality and many snowflakes and put it on the table.
After getting the A5 grade beef from Ashina last time, Mu Fan understood that Sato Tengchen also took the A5 grade beef.
Having said that, Sato Tengchen's financial resources may not be as good as Ashina's, but he opened a restaurant, so it was naturally more convenient for him to find ingredients than Ashina.
Because he had eaten A5 grade beef, Mu Fan understood that with this kind of ingredient, as long as he had some cooking skills, it wouldn't be difficult to get a B-level.
As for an A-level, it would require some strength.
But with Sato Tengchen's status as the young master of a catering restaurant, it shouldn't be difficult for him to get an A-level …
But could he do it with an S-level?
Mu Fan smiled, then took a deep breath, recalled the information in the Mu family's recipe, and calmed his heart.
When a real chef was cooking, the first thing he had to do was to adjust his mentality.
This was something that Mu Fan had never noticed.
When he opened his eyes again, Mu Fan picked up the kitchen utensils on the table. Although the ingredients were a little shabby, the kitchen utensils on the table were never lacking. And it seemed that because of the Food Festival, these utensils were newly purchased.
The kitchen knife in his hand danced quickly, cutting the dishes on the table into pieces like a phantom. Not far away, Zang Muzi inadvertently saw Mu Fan and remembered the conflict between him and Sato Tengchen. He couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
"This knife skill is not inferior to the students of Enetsu Gakuen, right? It seems that this kid is quite capable. "
Mu Fan, who was calm as still water, ignored the gazes around him. First, he steamed the rice. After steaming it, he quickly added a small amount of butter to melt it in the hot pot and spread it to the bottom of the pot. After the eggs, butter, and salt were scattered and poured into the pot, he used chopsticks to make a few rounds in the pot. Then, he shook the pot so that the egg liquid spread to the bottom of the pot.
When the eggs were half cooked, he added the rice and skillfully piled it into an oval shape. Then, he wrapped the rice with the eggs that didn't have rice on both sides, moved it to the edge of the pot, and inverted it on the plate.
Is he going to make omelet rice?
Zang Muzi was surprised. She originally thought that Mu Fan would make something good. As the president of a Japanese restaurant, she had eaten countless famous dishes. Many delicacies couldn't pique her interest.
When she saw that Mu Fan had used the remaining ingredients to make omelet rice, she immediately lost interest and turned her gaze to the others.
After waiting for about an hour, the first person to come up was Sato Tengchen. He had already brought the beef soup made from A5 beef to the table.
Zang Muzi glanced at Sato Tengchen. As a judge, she was very impartial. She wouldn't change her mind because of the other person's identity. After a moment of silence, she picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of beef soup to taste.
The delicious soup entered her mouth and filled her entire throat through the tip of her tongue. It was A5 beef. The delicate taste came. The shredded meat inside melted in her mouth. The delicious taste flowed through her body instantly along her esophagus.
How could there be such a delicious taste? At this time, Zang Muzi found some shrimp and kelp in the soup.
It turned out that this wasn't just a simple beef soup.
"Teacher, I made this soup with the seafood shark fin that had just been fished out from the beach at home. It was paired with a secret shrimp sauce. After that, I put a layer of garlic on the surface of the A5 beef. It made the inside full of flavor."
Seeing Zang Muzi's surprised expression, Sato Tengchen smiled slightly.
"So that's how it is … This beef seafood soup is really extraordinary."
Countless high-grade ingredients were mixed together. The delicate taste spread throughout her body. Zang Muzi felt that her whole body was melting in this bowl of soup.
"S, you passed."
Zang Muzi said lightly.
"Thank you, teacher!" Sato Tengchen laughed excitedly. He used all kinds of the best ingredients this time. With the cooking skills that he learned from the most famous chef in the restaurant since he was a child, it was natural for him to get an S rating.
"Trash!"
Looking back at Mu Fan who was walking over with a bowl of golden soup and omelet rice, Sato Tengchen sneered.
"Trash, you think you can fool me with a bowl of omelet rice?"
"Hehe, then you watch."
Mu Fan smiled faintly and ignored Sato Tengchen. He placed the omelet rice on the table.
"This …"
Looking at the omelet rice in front of her, Zang Muzi frowned, "Isn't this just an ordinary omelet rice?"
"No, teacher, look again."
Mu Fan smiled, then poured the soup on the plate onto the omelet rice. Suddenly, the golden soup flowed along the egg and into the rice.
After being mixed with the broth, the egg that had just wrapped the rice was now truly integrated with the rice inside. It reflected the golden light in the room.
"Mu Style Gravy Omelet Rice is the best. Guest, please enjoy!"
Seeing this, Mu Fan sprinkled some seaweed and chopped green onions on top, smiled, and pushed the omelet rice in front of Zang Muzi.
"Gravy Omelet Rice?"
Zangmu Izuru was surprised. She looked at the golden broth under the omelet rice and the omelet that was tightly attached to the outer layer of the rice because of the broth. The two matched each other. Even though she was used to eating delicious food, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
It seemed that there would be an unexpected taste after taking a bite.
"Hmph, it's just something made with trash materials. What's so good about it?"
Sato Tengchen sneered.
At this time, Zang Muzi had already cut a piece of omelet rice with a spoon and put it into her mouth. Then, she held the spoon and froze on the spot.
When she came back to her senses, she began to spoon the omelet rice into her mouth without stopping for a moment.
"The rice and eggs are tightly glued together. Because of the soup, the two have completely melted together. They are both very soft and smooth. There is no need to say more about this. “
"And in the soup, you added onion, so that the outside of the egg has a faint sweetness. There's still a little stock left in the broth, so I added salt to taste and water starch to cook until it thickens. Only then can the rice and egg be tightly mixed together. Only then can the three ingredients be combined into one, and it can't be done without any one of them. "
"But why can't I stop eating?"
Zang Muzi asked in surprise as she ate the rice with a spoon.
After a moment of silence, she suppressed the hunger in her heart and glanced at the rice on the spoon. She was shocked to find that in addition to the golden light of the gravy, there was a trace of red in the rice.
"I'm sorry, teacher. You're still missing one of the materials. "
Speaking up to this point, Mu Fan chuckled and took out a bright red fruit from his pocket. He took a bite and couldn't help but furrow his brows at the sweet and sour taste.
Then he took the Begonia fruit to Zang Muzi and smiled, "I don't know who put a few Begonia fruits on the table just now. I saw it and extracted its juice, mixed it with water, and added it to the rice to steam. I accidentally realized the sour and sweet taste of the rice, which attracted your appetite …"
"So, what is the level of the dish I made with discarded materials? Teacher? "
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