Chapter 21, Chinese Cuisine Research Association

After more than ten minutes, Shi Ke walked to the Chinese Cuisine Research Association.

Shi Ke raised his head and looked at the building in front of him, raised his eyebrows, the carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent and magnificent, the degree of magnificence is amazing today.

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"Boss, you made a kitchen like the Forbidden City. What about it? Is it really an imperial dining room? But, it's quite flavorful, I like it." Shi Ke curled his lips and laughed.

"Yo. Are you Shi Ke's junior?" A boy's voice came from behind Shi Ke.

Shi Ke turned his head, but there was no one, so he turned back and continued to look at the house, "Well, it seems that I need to ask someone, how do I get in here?"

"..., hello." The voice came again, and Shi Ke was patted on the back twice.

"Who?... Hey!! Don't play a prank?" Shi Ke turned around, but still saw no one.

"Can you lower your head a little? Lower your eyes a little..." A voice of gnashing teeth came from below.

Shi Ke looked down, lowered his head and said to the yellow-haired boy in front of him, "Ah? Little brother, are you okay?"

"Little brother" exploded on the spot, jumping and shouting, "Who are you calling little brother?! My name is Kuga Teruki! A second grader!! Listen clearly, I am your senior!! Senior! You are tall Amazing?! Are you bullying me for being short!!!"

"Oh?! I'm sorry!! I'm sorry! I'm too tall! I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shi Ke was so embarrassed. The difference between the minimum of 1.9 meters and the limit of 1.6 meters is huge.

"Phew...forget it. There is no next time, and if there is a next time, I will never end with you!!" Senior Jiu was very angry.

"Kuga-senpai, do you know how to get in here?"

"You want to participate?"

"If it's good enough, I'll take part. After all, I'm an authentic Chinese chef. It's normal to participate in the Chinese Cuisine Research Conference."

"En. Come with me." Jiu Wo Zhaoji nodded, and took the lead to walk to the "Imperial Dining Room".

As soon as they entered the imperial dining room, "Hey hey hey hey hey..." Rows of shiny bald gourds chanted and practiced cooking.

"Hmm... is this Shaolin Temple? Is it true that there is a kitchen in the thirty-sixth room of Shaolin?" Shi Ke's eyebrows twitched as he thought about it.

"How is it? Very imposing, isn't it?"

"Aura? Hmm. It's indeed a very unique aura." Shi Ke nodded.

"Want to join?"

"Do you want to shave your head? I don't want to shave your head. After all, it's the seminar that studies the dishes, not... Shaolin Temple monks..." Sumatran Khan with a head of stone guest.

"No, no. It's up to you to shave your head or not, but if you can only be at the same level as ordinary students..., it's the same with or without hair? Besides, my research club is full of elites." Jiu I Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"Well. I'm better than them. They practice now and I stopped practicing years ago." Shi Ke disagreed.

"Have you thrown away the basic skills of Chinese cuisine?"

"How can I? I have already developed the instinct of muscle memory for this trick. If I have time to stand still, I might as well learn something else? I'm not a beginner. Don't you think so?" Shi Ke touched his chin and said.

"Well. Makes sense."

"Yeah." Shi Ke closed his eyes and took a breath of the air here, "Ha...the smell of Sichuan cuisine is so strong."

"Hmm. Good nose. I'm very good at Sichuan cuisine. Just for that, you have to be prepared to look up to me."

"Looking up?" Shi Ke thought for a while, then raised his head to look at the ceiling.

"Don't mention my height!! I'm talking about cooking! Cooking~!" After a long time, my senior exploded.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I won't make trouble anymore, my senior. It's okay to let me participate, but you have to prove that you can improve my cooking skills."

"What do you mean?" Jiu Wo Zhaoji tilted his head.

"Does it need to be said? Cooking speaks for itself. Conquer my tongue with your dishes, right? After all, it's up to me to choose whether to add or not. I only add the best." Shi Ke rubbed his neck, There was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Hmm..." Jiu Wo Zhaoji curled his lips.

"It's too crazy!! You don't need to take action from the general, I will satisfy you!! I will! I will conquer him! Let me teach him a lesson! I will!!..." The monks suddenly exploded.

"Well...you have great prestige. It seems that as a leader, you are very capable." Shi Ke looked at the angry monks in a daze.

"Give me all back. Add another 30 groups." Jiu Wo Zhaoji said lightly.

"Shua!! Yes!! Commander! Hehehehehehehehe..." The monks collectively returned to their original state.

"Bull!" Shi Ke gave a thumbs up.

"Hehe... This is the basic operation. It seems that you are really confident. You are indeed a man who satisfied Erina's tongue in the entrance examination."

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!" The three monks shook their hands and dropped the pot.

"The three of you...add another 30 groups, the chef must not be surprised, no matter how surprised he is, he can't throw away the pot!! For the last time, if the pot is dropped again, get out!!" Jiu Wo Zhaoji said coldly.

"Yeah. You're really strict." Shi Ke nodded.

"Huh... To be honest, your appearance today makes me very uncomfortable. I hope you are really capable and not arrogant. Let me introduce you formally. seat."

"Oh." Shi Ke replied.

"..."

"..."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"Can't you just show me a little bit of admiration to make me feel good?! Don't you know what the Top Ten are?!" Jiu Wo Zhaoji was about to collapse.

"I know. Senior Yisehui shares a dormitory with me, he's one of the top ten...he really has a lot of eccentricities..." A drop of sweat dripped from Shi Ke's forehead.

"..., I am me, he is him, don't confuse them..." Jiu Wo Zhaoji blushed, suppressed the anger in his stomach, and gritted his teeth.

ah! ! ! My sense of superiority as a top ten! Yisehui, I can't stop talking to you! !

"Huh? Why is it suddenly a bit cold? Are you wearing less?" Yishihui in the dormitory, who was naked in an apron, shuddered.

"Huh... It seems that it doesn't make sense anymore, I can only prove it with real skills." Jiuga Zhaoji raised his head and said.

"That's right. Talking a lot of nonsense, how can it compare to a simple dish?" Shi Ke rubbed his hands, showing an expression full of anticipation.

"Hehehe...I like your expression! Get out of the way! I'll conquer him with my cooking skills!" Jiuga Zhaoji waved to the "hehehehe" team.

"Yes!! Commander!" The "monks" respectfully abdicated.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiu Wo Zhaoji stroked his sleeves and picked up the frying spoon.

"How do I know this? You do it, I eat it. How to convince me is something you should think about?" Shi Ke spread his hands and said.

"Well. Then what to eat is up to me."

"Yeah. I'm waiting to eat." Shi Ke found a place and sat down.

The monks were not convinced, "What is this guy pretending to be? He is so arrogant and arrogant! He is so self-righteous! People who don't know think that he can cook dishes that are comparable to Master Kuga! This attitude is simply too arrogant! !Jiu my lord is one of the top ten!"

Ten minutes later, "Student Shi Ke, let's try my cooking." After a long time, I came over with a plate of dishes.

Shi Ke looked at this fiery dish and raised his eyebrows, "Ma Po Tofu. Good Mapo Tofu requires five flavors in one. The first taste is color. It is bright red and bright, which is very good. The second taste is fragrance, pepper, The aroma produced by various Sichuan cuisine seasonings such as chili. The aroma is overflowing, but it is not irritating and makes people feel comfortable. It is very good. The remaining three flavors depend on eating."

Shi Ke picked up a spoon and ate it. (I originally wanted to use chopsticks, but the tableware gave me a spoon.)

"..." Shi Ke took a gulp, smacked his mouth, nodded, and continued eating.

"Hey... This guy doesn't seem to be afraid of spicy food... Not only is he not afraid of spicy food, but he doesn't react at all, okay? Have you ever seen a person who eats the dishes made by the general and eats so calmly? Never seen him. This guy sweats a lot. Not even a drop. It's too spicy."

"Hmm..." Shi Ke ate mouthfuls, nodding his head if he had nothing to do.

In three minutes, a delicious mapo tofu was eaten.

"Huh... very good. The third flavor, spicy, is perfect. It's just a bit too strong. If a child eats it, it's easy to get upset. Adults eat too much, and their buttocks will also suffer. Fourth. Flavor, hot, needless to say hot just out of the pot, it is definitely enough. The fifth taste, hemp, pepper is used in a large amount, and the ratio with other ingredients should be studied for a long time. In general, this hemp Po tofu, it's delicious. Although I didn't try my best at all, it's on par with Isshiki's pepper grilled fish with cabbage puree. Well-deserved top ten level." Shi Ke smiled.

"What about your choice?"

"Yeah. I'll join."

"Oh. Welcome, student Shike. Let's study it carefully in the future."

"Well. Now that I've joined, let me try the signature dish."

"Are you here to eat? I'm one of the top ten, how can I cook for you all the time?"

"No. Other students have done it. I want to see what kind of dishes they are good at. Then, I will get the least skilled one."

"What do you mean?" Jiuga Zhaoji smiled.

"Make something famous. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to participate."

"Oh? It's very interesting. Ten people come here at random." Jiu Wo snapped his fingers according to Ji.

"Yes! Commander!" Ten bright lights came out, and the reflected light was so big.

"Each of you cook a dish and let the new partner taste it."

"Yes!! Lord General!!" These ten people started.

Shi Ke stretched his neck and looked, his movements were uniform, the usual high-intensity basic exercise was very effective.

Ten minutes later, ten people lined up to serve the food.

The food was good, and Shi Ke suddenly felt that his chrysanthemums would suffer tomorrow.

A table full of strong Sichuan dishes! ! Oily chili peppers danced on the plate, the fiery red chili oil was still bubbling, and the yellowish black chili seeds were floating on the chili oil.

"How much do you love chili? Why are all Sichuan dishes spicy?"

"Sichuan food is delicious." Jiuga Zhaoji said.

"It hurts when you go to the bathroom after eating too much, don't you know?"

"For food, what is this?"

"Yeah. Well, I'll let people know not to speak secretly. I want to eat Chinese cuisine other than Sichuan cuisine. The Sichuan cuisine in this place is already very good."

"..." Jiu Wo Zhaoji picked his chin and didn't speak.

"..."

"Are you here to find fault?"

"Finding faults? I'm here to participate in the Chinese Cuisine Research Association." Shi Ke was a little confused. Am I doing something wrong?

"Except for Sichuan cuisine, I don't need anything else here. Those are cumbersome, and it's useless to ask for them. If you want to learn other things, I don't need them here."

"..." Shi Ke was stunned for a long time, then licked his ears, "Heh... say it again. I seem to have heard something incredible?"

"I said, I only need Sichuan cuisine here, and I don't need other cuisines."

"This sentence is not important. Which one you want to learn has nothing to do with me. The last sentence."

"Others are cumbersome, and it's useless to learn."

"Huh... You know that if you say this in China, you may die in China directly. There will be tens of thousands of chefs chasing you with kitchen knives. The eight major cuisines of Chinese cuisine represent the essence of the entire Chinese nation. Taste. You only value Sichuan cuisine, but call other cuisines a burden, which is not much different from threatening to split the Chinese cuisine world directly. Shorty! " Shi Ke stood up, and said without emotion in his eyes .

"Don't call me a dwarf as I said just now, or I will never end with you. Is your current attitude provoking the ten heroes?"

"I said it at the opening ceremony, I don't care about the top ten. I just want to ask you now, can you take back the bullshit just now?" The veins on Shi Ke's forehead bulged.

"What is said is the water that is poured out. How do you take it back?"

"You mean you think you're right?"

"Um."

"Well. Kind of."

Shi Ke grabbed the table with vegetables beside him with one hand, smashed through the door of the imperial dining room, and threw it out of the seminar.

I was stunned for a while.

I've seen people messing things up, but others are more like cooking, so how come you change it and really mess it up?

The bald people collectively defended the Lord, but none of them dared to approach. Throwing the table is like throwing a toy, just ask if you are afraid.

"Huh... don't be afraid, I'm just venting, otherwise what I just threw is not the table but you. Eat the halberd!!! You lost, change the sign here to the Sichuan Cuisine Research Association!! Yours Sichuan cuisine research is not bad, it can be called that! Eight major cuisines only study one of them, it is not worthy of being called Chinese Cuisine Research Institute!!!" Shike calmed down, pointed at Jiuga and shouted.

"Actually,..., you want to be one of my top ten heroes, right?"

"Short! I'll tell you again, I don't want the top ten bullshit! I want you to admit your mistake!!!"

"Stop calling me a dwarf!"

"Okay! Winter melon."

"..., what if you lose?" Jiu Wo Zhaoji could already hear the exhaust sound of the pressure cooker.

"Drop out of school! Never set foot in Japan! Never be a chef again!"

"Is your price too high? My sign is not so valuable."

"Hehe... I will not lose to any foreigner in cooking Chinese food!! If I lose, I will have no face to be a chef anymore. So, Shiji!! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!!!" Shike lifted another table.

"..., ok. Then be prepared to regret it for the rest of your life. My strength is something you need to look up to!!!"

"Don't worry, I will never look up to you." Shi Ke looked at the ceiling.

"..., can you stop mentioning my height!!!"

"Cut, wax gourd. You can find notaries, referees, and the like. I have no objection if you want to find the top ten you know well as referees."

"Really? I'll ask Yisehui to be the referee. I won't take advantage of you. I'm not interested in defeating you who are alone and helpless."

"No need. If you insist on giving me a chance to choose a referee, fine. I will choose Mr. Roland Chapel. He is very fair. You can choose the rest. It doesn't matter who you choose."

"What do you mean? Do you think you have won?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Okay. Very good. I hope you can still be so arrogant when you lose. I will give you a little cheaper, and you can decide the ingredients. Don't worry about the dishes, it must be Chinese cuisine."

"Okay. Just compare it with the first dish I ate here. Tofu, tofu showdown. You have no problem?"

"Don't you think that was my best effort just now?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"yes."

"The mapo tofu you just made is almost the same as yours when I was five years old." (I'm not bragging, the chef career of more than 20 years in my previous life was not for nothing.)

"Really?!! You can blow it!!"

"I'm leaving first. Just let me know when the game time is up. You don't need to send it away." Shi Ke slapped the table beside him, and then left the Chinese Cuisine Research Association.

"..., hoo!! I'm going to beat him to pieces!! Notify the school press team!!" Jiu Wo Zhaoji watched Shi Ke walk out of the gate, and couldn't hold back the anger in his heart any longer, and slapped the table hard superior.

"Crack!!" The table collapsed.

"Eh? When did I become so good?" Jiu Wo Zhaoji looked at his hands and then at the table, confused.