I'm in Food Wars: My Wingman is Rindō Kobayashi

Nakiri Sōe looked at Jiang Yiming.

Suddenly I felt that the student in front of me was a little interesting.

You know, over the years, few students dared to say such things to him.

Even though he didn't get involved much in Tōtsuki Academy, as the most orthodox heir to the Nakiri family, he still inherited some traditions from the Nakiri family.

His fame in the food industry cannot be compared to that of his father, Nakiri Senzaemon, for the time being.

But he is also trying to climb to the same height as his father.

Although he knew the process was difficult.

Not so fast either.

At least he didn't give up.

Nakiri Sōe knows that there are many delicacies in this world, but almost every year at the Moon Festival, he and his family choose French cuisine for their dinners.

He doesn't want to be an exception this year.

There are some things that have already formed a habit and will not be deliberately changed.

After all, it takes a process to be suitable for something new.

"I don't feel tired. I believe that the food made by chefs, even if it is the same dish, different chefs can make different tastes."

Jiang Yiming said softly, "Then I won't disturb Mr. Nakiri."

Since people don't want to change their tastes.

Never force people to change.

Although Jiang Yiming really wanted to invite the commander-in-chief to come to the game food stall for a meal, in this case, it was obvious that he would pry away one of the biggest customers of French Cuisine.

But right now, he really wasn't able to come up with the food that would make Nakiri Sōe change his mind.

"Sister, let's go somewhere else."

Hisako was already nervous when he saw the general manager.

Plus Erina-sama doesn't know what to think.

Hearing Jiang Yiming calling her, it took a few seconds to react.

"Wait a minute, boy."

The commander-in-chief spoke suddenly.

"You just said that you want me to change my taste?"

"Yes."

"I know that during the Moon Festival, you were a member of the game food stall. I also heard that you have made several kinds of food these days, attracting many tourists to buy."

The commander-in-chief's thick eyebrows suddenly raised.

"However, if you want me to change the flavor, I don't know what flavor you are going to give me? If it's just game food, it doesn't seem to impress me."

"Master Chief, if I tell the menu now, it seems that you have no sense of expectation."

"But you don't even have a menu. How do I know if the food you make is reliable?"

That's fine.

When customers come to a restaurant to order food, there must be a menu.

Without a menu, customers don't know what to eat.

"Sometimes, it's a good feeling to have a sense of expectation."

The commander-in-chief's raised eyebrows eased.

"I heard the pearl mariko you mentioned just now. I wanted to try it. Since you said it was sold out, I'm afraid I can't taste it."

"But you're right, eating French food every year will make you tired, and it's good to change the taste..."

"Father, tomorrow's family dinner is very important to us, if..."

The commander waved his hand.

"Since it's a family banquet, you don't have to go to a place that's too formal. Besides, an old man like me, if you go to a place that's too formal, you're not used to it."

After a pause, the commander-in-chief looked at Jiang Yiming.

"Young man, since you are so confident in your cooking skills, tomorrow's family dinner will be with you."

"However, you have to show your best cooking skills. You know what the consequences will be if the food you cook doesn't suit my old man's taste."

Blame the commander-in-chief.

That's a scary thing.

Standing behind Hisako, she was a little nervous when she heard the commander's voice become serious.

"Don't worry about it, wait until tomorrow, and you'll be ready to eat a full meal with your stomach."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The commander-in-chief suddenly burst out laughing.

"I haven't met such a confident young man for a long time. The last time a young man showed such confidence in front of me was more than ten years ago. Now, it should be a middle-aged uncle."

"Then let's eat game at the banquet tomorrow, Sōe."

Nakiri Sōe didn't want to eat game.

In his opinion, eating needs to be in a well-decorated and quiet place, so that you can enjoy the food slowly.

But he knew that the Game Cooking Research Association set up a stall in the central area this year.

Although there are not as many tourists as in the main road area.

However, compared with the Linshan area, it is a bit noisy.

Also, this is a family dinner, and I don't want to eat in a quiet environment and be surrounded by a bunch of people.

"Father, do you want to stop thinking about it?"

"Then why don't you go to eat French cuisine, and my old man will try this young man's cooking skills."

"this……"

Nakiri Sōe was a little embarrassed.

Finally agree.

"That's how it's arranged."

The commander-in-chief said something, holding hands and preparing to leave.

"Father, where are you going?"

"I don't have anything to do right now. I'm going to the central area. I miss the taste of pearl dumplings a little bit. I'll try my luck in the past and see if I can buy it in the queue."

After the commander-in-chief left, Erina followed.

But before leaving, she glared at Jiang Yiming.

Erina took a few steps and stopped. She seemed to want to turn around and say something, but she just shook her shoulders and left.

"This classmate, I hope the dishes you cook will not disappoint me at tomorrow's banquet."

Nakiri Sōe said in a low voice, "No matter what others think of your cooking skills, as far as I am concerned, my cooking skills are blank."

"Then I will let you have a deep memory after tomorrow."

Nakiri Zong sneered at the corner of his mouth: "It's good to be confident, but don't be overconfident."

Nakiri Leonora glanced at Jiang Yiming's body and left with her daughter Alice without saying anything.

After everyone left, Hisako, who had been in a tense mood, breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's almost breathless."

Hisako took a few breaths, "Senior, you're not nervous at all. You know, when you asked the commander-in-chief to change his taste, I was so nervous that my heart almost jumped to my throat."

"I don't believe it."

Hisako pouted: "If you don't believe it, you can touch it."

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