Fantasy System

Japan’s annual food festival officially opened three days later. This year’s food festival has added a “food competition” mechanism, which has brought countless cooking powers to Tokyo.

In Mufan's view, this kind of food festival competes with LoVeLiVe as described by Sui Naiguo.

Just because only one of the chefs who participated in the competition can win, this year's food festival is more lively than in previous years.

All the chefs who have signed up for this event want to play their part in this cooking competition and become the star of the cuisine industry.

Looking back at the map of the place where the cooking contest was seen before, this cooking contest was held in Tokyo. Surprisingly, it was not far from the legendary genius of the Yuanyue Cuisine College.

Is it difficult for most of them to be students of Yuanyue Academy?

I don't know if the legendary distant moon ten will appear.

But for tomorrow's swimwear, whether you are a top ten outstanding youngster, Mufan will beat the first place in this food festival cooking competition.

Swimwear is something that is as sacred and inviolable as the New World.

The last time I had this kind of mentality was when I went to Mufan Fgo to smoke a swimsuit, I was eager to get a swimsuit and stayed in the hairy king, but unfortunately in the world, Fgo’s bow was over.

But in this world, there is a system, no matter how the Akina swimwear she will see.

Although these days of fog can occasionally courageously talk to him, but do not know that once the first, the yarn fog is willing to travel with him.

hope so.....

In this regard, Mu Fan can only sigh, riding a bicycle borrowed from Yingli pear quickly toward the destination.

The reason why he did not take the tram to choose to ride a bicycle to the venue was because the registration of the Food Festival cooking contest ended today. Many people from all over the world chose to come today.

Even in Tokyo, where traffic jams are not so much, today's cars are almost stuck on the road, and the trams should be crowded.

Seeing the road where the water is leaking, Mufan riding a bicycle smiled.

What kind of car, luxury car, what is the speed of my bicycle?

Under the downhill road, the summer breeze blew Mufan's face and hair, which made him suddenly full of spirit.

Mufan haha ​​smiled.

I can row without a paddle in my life, and I can sail without wind, because I have to rely on the waves in my life!

....

Although it surpassed countless famous cars, it took the excitement and excitement to come to the registration section of the food festival, but just arrived here, Mu Fan was forced.

It seems that a little too much.....

MD Akuya, because I went out to change the new clothes in the morning, and then washed the underwear that washed the fog, and the wallet was placed on the table, and I forgot to bring it out when I left.

Well, it’s all Hatsune’s pot, blame her for not reminding me.

Mufan’s heart was speechless for a while, but fortunately, today’s registration for the Food Festival Cuisine Competition, there should be no problem without money.

Today, the traffic jam, the young lady of the car to pick up the train should be late. Then Mu Fan, who was preparing to send a message to Asuna, was also stunned, because the wallet and the phone were all put together on the table and forgot to bring it.

"Forget it, go to the registration first, then you will be able to come to the registration office tomorrow."

Looking at the high-rise building that is almost equivalent to the great strength of the uTX Academy, Mu Fan could not help but secretly marvel at the big handwriting held in this cooking contest.

Quickly locked the bicycle in front of the door and went to a relatively small room on the side of the building.

I thought it was very early, but when I came to this room, Mu Fan discovered that the number of chefs registered was too large.

It is full of people of all kinds. It looks like a high school student when he is young. He is even older and has gray hair and wrinkles. He is 70 or 80 years old.

Of course, the most important thing for Mufan to be jealous is young and old.

Because the Yuanyue Academy is a high school, high school students can't underestimate. For example, several people who sell light novels, Xia Shizi and Qianshou Village, according to Kagura, can be high school students.

The high school students in this world are terrible.

Why is the adult not terrible?

Keke, you all know -

They all go to shoot...

As for the 70-80-year-old man who can participate in the cooking competition, it is likely that some old chefs are hidden, so I have to guard against it.

And middle-aged people...

If you think about it carefully, you need to be prepared. They are also likely to be the top ten graduates of the Yuanyuan Academy. Now they are old.....

MMP, it’s horrible to think of such a food festival, it’s no match.

The city has deep roads. Can I still go home now?

......

After waiting for more than an hour, just when Mu Fan and so on fell asleep, it was finally his turn.

“Register for the Food Festival Cuisine Competition?”

Mu Fan went to the window and asked the staff not to lift the head.

"Ok."

Mufan nodded.

"Fill in!"

The staff was refreshed and didn't ask much. A piece of A4 paper was launched from the window with several required options.

Probably the necessary questions such as name, age, ID number, address, e-mail address, etc.

Mu Fan is skilled to fill in one by one.

After looking at the list, the staff nodded with satisfaction, and then in the eyes of Mu Fan’s expectation, he extended his hand to Mu Fan: “The information is ok, the registration fee is 50,000 yen!”

"what?"

Mu Fan stunned, and did not expect to sign up for money.

Yes, even if you want money -

Even 50,000 yen.

"Fifty thousand yen? Too much?"

Mufan asked by frowning.

Although his food department has a lot of profits in one day, Mu Fan also understands that 50,000 yen can already be equivalent to some people's salary for one month.

"Sir, no way, we are all charged according to regulations. This is not a child's house."

Although the words of the staff sounded polite, they actually sounded harsh.

I heard that Mufan couldn’t get it for 50,000 yen. I also want to participate in the food festival, and the children go home to play.

“I really want to sign up for the cooking competition.”

Forgot to bring money and was despised, Mu Fan said by some speechless.

"What about your cooking level?"

"Probably equivalent to the ten moons in the distant moon."

Silence for a moment, Mufan tells the truth.

Although he does not know the strength of the top ten outstanding chefs in the far month, Mu Fan feels that he should not be weaker than the five-level level.

"what?"

When I heard this, the whole room was full of exclamations. Even the staff stood up and looked at Mufan with a big eye. Then, "Do you have the certificate issued by Yuanyuan Academy?"

When this was said, everyone turned their eyes to Mufan.

"No." Mufan shook his head.

"you....."

The staff turned a blind eye, this time completely regarded Mufan as a mental illness, pointing to the opposite building and said:

"Mr., in order to avoid having a lot of hidden chefs who don't have the money to compete, we have a place to identify the level of cooking. If you can get a B or above, you can sign up for free with a certificate. ”

After that, the staff members waved at the back, and the people who signed up immediately squeezed them up and pushed Mufan out of the team.

.....

Mu Fan had to go to the opposite cooking appraisal building. After all, it takes two hours to ride home. When it is not necessary, he naturally does not want to go back.

What surprised Murfan was that there were many people who came to the appraisal building.

After another hour, I finally arrived at the group of people, and Murfan glanced at it. This group of about 30 people looked for a cooking table.

It is also normal to identify the chef's cooking level together. After all, one person's identification is too slow.

“Cooking appraisal?”

Of course, before going to this window, I have to go to the window to fill out the form.

Just came to the window, the staff, like the staff of the last registration, asked without lifting the head.

"Ok."

Mufan nodded.

“Is there any ingredients?” the staff asked faintly.

"No."

After a moment of silence, the staff reached out: "The consumption of ingredients, 10,000 yen."

Mu Fan: "My Day!"