Chapter 23, Pre-competition preparation

"Shike, have you eaten the halberd too?" Xingping asked.

"Um."

"With whom? Judging from your tone just now, the opponent is the Ten Elites?"

"Yeah. The eighth seat among the ten heroes is long-term." Shi Ke nodded.

"How did you let him compare with you? Don't they never make a move?"

"I didn't want them to be among the top ten. They are less risky, so they are naturally willing to compare."

"So that's how it is." Xingping looked suddenly enlightened.

"Don't think too much. He also smashed his research meeting. Hehe... If you can't learn this, you will be beaten to death. Soshin-kun." Yoshino Yuki opened a pair of dead fish eyes Speaking of.

"..., huh. This is really impossible to learn..." Xingping was sweating from the thunder.

"Who are you comparing with? The leader of the Rice Bowl Research Association?"

"Eh... I went to visit the Donburi Research Association, and I happened to meet a subordinate called... what kind of fleshy monster, who went to kick the hall and forcibly demolish it, and then... you know." Xingping didn't even remember the opponent's name.

"Chuangzhen-kun, his name is Mito Yumei." Tian Suohui said.

"Mito Yumei? That meat expert Mito Yumei?" Marui Zenji pushed his glasses.

"Yes." Tian Suohui said.

"It's troublesome. That guy is a master, especially in meat handling, and he is also one of the best in the school." Marui Zenji said.

"The ingredients we compare are...meat. It's over." Sister Tiansuo wilted.

"Oh...you hit the muzzle of the gun." Shi Ke rubbed his chin, "How about I give you some advice?"

"You can't protect yourself, right?" Xingping said.

"I'm planning to make tofu myself. So before the tofu is finished, I have time to help you with ideas. Maybe I can find some new inspiration."

"Um."

"I'll soak the soybeans first." Shi Ke went to process the soybeans.

After a while, "The newspaper came out." Yishihui came in with the newspaper that had just come out.

"Wow, it's efficient enough." Shi Ke just came out after washing the soybeans, and was a little surprised at the speed of the reporters.

The newspaper was spread out on the table, and two large sections were devoted to Shike and Jiuga Zhaoji's food halberd.

"Look quickly. The referee has decided, and there is Mr. Roland Chapelle! This is definitely for real!!" Aoki pointed at the newspaper and said.

"Yes. I propose to ask for it by name." Shi Ke said.

"You are so confident!!"

"The other four referees are all top ten. This is completely unfair! They are all people he knows!!" Sato Shoji said.

"Let me take a look. The first one, Kiri Erina?..., Wan Duzi, this one has a grudge." Shi Ke was also a little panicked.

"Isshiki-senpai is still there! It's a tie." You Ji said.

"I don't know how to blow the whistle." Yi Sehui said.

"As long as you judge fairly, I must win." Shi Ke said.

"Well. Then I'll wait to taste it."

"The other two are... Kobayashi Rindou in the second seat and Ezuya Eizan Ezuya in the ninth seat. Isshiki-senpai, these two?"

"They will all be judged fairly."

"Oh, all right."

"After all, Mr. Roland Chapelle is by your side. If you criticize blindly, you will be pointed at your nose and scolded to death..." Yishihui also showed a rare trace of fear.

That is the Lord that even graduates are afraid of! !

"The competition time is after school in the afternoon three days later, on the same day as me. We are still together. I am better than you." Xingping pointed to the time on the newspaper.

"Yeah. It just so happens that I've finished watching your competition, and then you come to see me. Even the location is the same, so you don't have to run away."

"Well. It's good. You don't lose."

"You'd better take care of yourself. According to what I know about you, I'm afraid you haven't even thought about what to cook." Shi Ke's mouth twitched.

"Well. This is a trouble. But why didn't I get into the newspaper?" Xingping fell into deep thought.

"Come on, here." Shi Ke pointed to a corner of the newspaper, a piece of land the size of a rubber. (w)

Xingping (_), "It's better not to go..."

The next morning, Shike crushed the soaked soybeans into soy milk with a juicer, then filtered out the bean dregs, boiled and skimmed off the floating powder, and when it cooled to about 80 degrees, added different brines to produce bean curd, put It is compacted with heavy objects and made into three different kinds of tofu.

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"Hurry up and try it out." Yuji and the others had already been waiting in the cafeteria.

"Mmm. Don't gossip about it." After saying that, Shi Ke moved his hands, and after a while, eight different tofu dishes were ready.

"Doing so much all at once?" Yuuji was a little dumbfounded.

"I have made all eight flavors of the eight major Chinese cuisines. If you think it is okay, I will use this comparison. Senior Yishi, try it." After Shi Ke finished speaking, he thought, "Hey? No class?"

"Hmm." Several people tasted it.

"Huh?! This taste!! None of the eight dishes are bad!! All of them are super delicious!" Several people shouted.

"Yes. That's right, every dish has a very technical content." Yisehui said.

"Thank you, Isshiki-senpai."

"However, if you want to rely on these eight dishes to win Jiuwo Zhaoji, it is wishful thinking. The shocking level of the taste is too different."

"Well. Of course. My eight dishes are just to introduce the eight major cuisines. I haven't cooked the dishes that are really compared." Shi Ke finished with a smile, entered the kitchen again, and brought out the dishes again Eight courses of tofu.

Everyone tried it again, and they were collectively stunned.

"Are you kidding me?! This eight-dao is not at the same level as the previous eight-dao!! If it is compared to a weapon, the previous eight-dao curd is eight pistols, and this eight-dao curd...is eight mortars!!! This one Sichuan cuisine mapo tofu is completely at the same level as Jiuga Zhaoji, no, it may be higher! The more important thing is that the other seven dishes are not inferior to it! How is it possible?! This accumulation of cooking skills is not his at all What can you do at this age?!" After eating, Yi Sehui trembled.

"Senior Isshiki, how is this time?"

"The taste is enough. But, you are eight dishes. Shiji only has the chance to serve one dish."

"I have thought of a solution to this point a long time ago." Shi Ke smiled, with a sense of relief in this smile. He understood that Senior Isshiki had already affirmed his own strength.

This food halberd is completely stable.

"How strong is this guy Shike? Can I beat him? Why does it feel a bit precarious." Yishihui squinted his eyes and thought to himself.

Kuga-kun, it looks like you've hit an iron plate. This guy is really hard to mess with.

For the next three days, Shi Ke and Xingping have been preparing for the halberd. Xing Ping uses his brains to cook beef every day, and Shi Ke spends every day tossing tofu. When Shi Ke vacated the tofu statues of the dormitory members, the whole dormitory was basically familiar with it.

This is no opinion at all! !

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the food halberd officially began.