People are eating halberds, I am a chef in the dark cooking world!

Now watching Kosuke Yamamoto's face turn red and turn white, and he dare not swing his tightly clenched fists at him.

Gao Shanwen found it very interesting.

This is the first time I have seen such a person.

He's much more interesting than Little Master or something.

"really!"

"I didn't expect that the person I came to warn was the real culprit!"

Listening to Fumi Takayama's rhetorical question, Kosuke Yamamoto took a deep breath, trying to calm down his mind.

"Why are you doing this?"

"If my father did something wrong, you can punish him, but your actions are too extreme!"

"and also!"

"How can my father regain his sense of smell and taste?"

Kosuke Yamamoto took a deep breath and expressed all his doubts.

Due to his good quality, when he said these words, although the volume was raised, he was not very impulsive.

"You ask so many questions at once, how can I get back?"

Looking at Kosuke Yamamoto in front of him, Wen Takayama stood up slowly.

Fumi Takayama's tall body immediately covered Kosuke Yamamoto under him, making Kosuke Yamamoto have to raise his head to look at Fumi Takayama.

"first question!"

"Why are you doing this?"

Although Wen Takayama's figure had an overwhelming advantage compared to himself, Kosuke Yamamoto began to question him.

"You don't know your father's temper, do you?"

"Because he said bad things about me, I punished him a little bit."

"It's normal!"

After Gao Shanwen finished speaking, he raised his arm, stretched out his index finger and thumb, and then stretched his arm to Yamamoto Kosuke, letting him look at the small gap between the two fingers and said.

"A little punishment?"

"My father has lost his sense of smell and taste! Is this a little punishment?"

"If you scold my father, or ask my father to pay you hundreds of thousands of yen, millions of yen, it's fine!"

"But your punishment is a bit too heavy!"

When Kosuke Yamamoto heard this, his gaze towards Fumi Takayama suddenly changed.

At first, looking at Gao Shanwen's temperament, he thought that Gao Shanwen was a good person who obeyed the law and respected the elderly.

But now it seems.

My own idea is very wrong!

Because of his father's words, his father lost his sense of smell and taste.

Can such a guy be considered a good person?

It's simply a big devil!

If Kosuke Yamamoto's heart was heard by Wen Takayama, Fumiya Takayama would just laugh and admit it.

nice guy?

I am not a good person!

If it weren't for the fact that this world is already in a peaceful age, and I haven't figured out the deep strength of this world, and my ideal of being a salted fish.

Then he has already made waves in this world.

But despite this.

Gao Shanwen still pays attention to doing whatever he wants.

That guy Kohiko Yamamoto speaks ill of himself?

Make yourself feel bad?

Then of course I have to punish him well, so as to vent the anger in my heart.

As for the kind of successful people who laugh it off?

Why should I be like them?

What Gao Shanwen believes in is not repaying grievances with virtue, but repaying grievances with straightness!

No matter who it is, as long as the other party dares to show a little hostility towards him, and any way to attack him.

Then Gao Shanwen will take revenge on the other party!

This is why Yamamoto Kohiko just said bad things to Gao Shanfu, and Gao Shanfu temporarily disabled his sense of smell and taste.

"Heavy?"

"Is it heavy?"

"This is already the lightest punishment for me!"

Listening to Kosuke Yamamoto's question, Wen Takayama shook his head and said aloud.

"you!"

When Kosuke Yamamoto heard the words, he subconsciously wanted to say something, but before he finished speaking, he swallowed it back.

I saw Kosuke Yamamoto clenched his fist and hammered the air vigorously, then raised his head suddenly and looked at Fumi Takayama.

"Is there any way to restore my father's sense of taste and smell?"

"As long as you can restore my father's sense of smell and taste, I can guarantee that my father will never bother you again!"

"We will not disturb your life in the future!"

Kosuke Yamamoto took a deep breath and questioned Fumi Takayama.

"Restored to their original?"

"Didn't you just say that your father is going to find someone to beat me up."

"If that's the case, why should I let him go back to his original state?"

Wen Takayama heard the words, and said to Kosuke Yamamoto with a smile.

As for the guys called by Kohiko Yamamoto, Wen Takayama knows without guessing that they are the guys from the late night chef.

Now the late night cooks and the group of guys have changed their name to the Dark Cooking World, and they have become their own subordinates. Without their own orders, naturally they would not come to find themselves.

In Gao Shanwen's prediction, since Kohiko Yamamoto dared to ask others to trouble him, he had to pay back.

But the appearance of Kosuke Yamamoto gave Gao Shanwen a new idea in his heart.

"you!"

Hearing Takayama Fumi's words, Yamamoto Kosuke's eyes widened, and he looked at Takayama Fumi in disbelief.

He never thought that the news he brought not only failed to help his father, but also harmed his father!

This suddenly made Yamamoto Kosuke unacceptable.

Is this considered to be doing bad things with good intentions?

"What exactly do you want?"

"What exactly do you want to restore my father's sense of smell and taste?"

Kosuke Yamamoto took a deep breath and continued to ask Fumiya Takayama.

"my request?"

Listening to Kosuke Yamamoto's inquiry, Wen Takayama thought about it in his mind.

Although I am more optimistic about Yamamoto Kosuke, it is not my style to not punish Yamamoto Kosuke.

So what should I do next?

With this in mind, Gao Shanwen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not long after, an excellent idea rose from Gao Shanwen's mind.

"Your father is a Tempura Rishi."

"Then how much craft did you learn from it?"

Gao Shanwen looked at Kosuke Yamamoto in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"Seven...six strength..."

Kosuke Yamamoto heard the words and said.

Although he was very puzzled why Gao Shanwen asked himself such a question, he still told the truth.

"Six points of strength?"

"In this case."

"Then I'll give you a chance."

"You compete with your father."

"As long as you defeat your father, then I will help your father regain his sense of smell and taste!"

"How about it?"

Gao Shanwen looked at Kosuke Yamamoto in front of him, and directly expressed his thoughts.

"As long as I defeat my father, can I restore my father's sense of smell and taste?"

When Kosuke Yamamoto heard the words, he looked at Fumi Takayama in disbelief.

Gao Shanwen's request...

It's just too simple.

After all, my father is still in a state of losing his sense of taste and smell, so won't it be easy for him to win?

Thinking of this, Kosuke Yamamoto's eyes on Fumi Takayama suddenly changed.

"That's right!"

"This request is very simple, isn't it?"

Gao Shanwen said with a smile.

Fumi Takayama doesn't know much about Kohiko Yamamoto.

But judging from the situation at the last meeting, Takayama Fumeng could tell that Yamamoto Kohiko is a guy who is extremely conceited and at the same time values ​​his own authority very much!

therefore.

The reason Gao Shanwen made this request was that he wanted to see how Kohiko Yamamoto, who had always been conceited, would behave after being defeated by his son.

That scene must be very beautiful!

"When does it begin?"

"now?"

Kosuke Yamamoto hurriedly asked Wen Takayama.

In order to restore his father's sense of smell and taste as soon as possible, he is in a very urgent state at the moment.

"Don't worry."

"I have something to do these days."

"In another four days, after four days, I will arrange a venue, and then you can come and compete."

Gao Shanwen calculated in his mind the time when the soup would expire, and said to Kosuke Yamamoto.

Although Gao Shanwen is very optimistic about Kosuke Yamamoto, he doesn't mind making it difficult for Kosuke Yamamoto.

That's why he was going to let Kosuke Yamamoto compete with Kosuke Yamamoto four days later.