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"It's not that exaggerated, but it's not that different."

"This……"

"Do you want to know the grievances between our Nakiri family and him?"

"Ah."

"Thirteen years ago, the story started. Mannagi had the same god tongue as you, and his personality was very similar to yours when he was young."

Nakiri Senzaemon paused and sighed:

"Because of God's Tongue, my taste gradually became picky, and my personality became more irritable after marriage."

"13 years ago, when she was concurrently serving as an entrance examiner at Totsuki Academy, she scolded all the students who signed up, without exception."

"And Sakurai is one of them."

"This... shouldn't make him resent so far, right?" Nakiri Erina asked hesitantly.

Seems like you've done something similar yourself?No, I have always told the truth, and I have never deliberately made things difficult for others.

"Not only that, a few months later, Managi went to eat at a small restaurant with rave reviews and overreacted. Her evaluation caused the small restaurant to close down overnight."

"This..." Nakiri Erina hesitated.

Nakiri Senzaemon deliberately glanced at his granddaughter, and continued:

"Sakurai is a single-parent family. His mother was originally a wine hostess. It must have been very difficult to save money to open the store."

"After the restaurant closed down, Sakurai's mother became ill and passed away not long after."

"According to my investigation, the main cause is long-term overwork and heart disease."

Nakiri Erina remained silent, momentarily feeling oppressed.

From the mother's point of view, she probably doesn't think she has done anything wrong.

After all, having tasted many delicacies in the world, her taste has become extremely picky, and it is really difficult for an ordinary shop to satisfy her.

To her, that might just be telling the truth.

However, she underestimated her own influence.

"Then... Mr. Sakurai, how did he become what he is now? 13 years ago, he should have been just a high school student, right?"

"Maybe this is talent." Nakiri Senzaemon looked up at the sky and said with emotion, "Just like God's Tongue, he also has similar business talents."

Nakiri Erina was silent for a few seconds and asked:

"So, he did all the problems that Yuanyue raised recently?"

"Yes. However, since he is willing to use fair competition, there is no need to worry too much."

"Really...don't worry?"

Chapter 60 is just a means

Chapter 60 Chapter 60 is just a means

About an hour later, Joichiro Kohei walked into the restaurant with a plate of food.

"This is my masterpiece, I spent a lot of effort, please use it!"

The moment the cover of the dinner plate was lifted, the aroma rushed to the face and swept the whole room instantly.

On the dinner plate, there is a whole roast turkey with special sauce on the side.

"It can be seen that you really put a lot of effort into it." Shirou glanced at Koheijo Ichiro.

"How? Do you want to admit defeat?" Xinghei Joichiro chuckled.

"No, you've already lost."

If you use magic such as hypnosis, it is impossible to be convinced when the other party thinks about it afterwards.

Therefore, at this time, it is better to repeat the old tricks.

Shirou picked up the table knife, strengthened it with the armed color domineering, then opened his mouth, and lightly stroked it in front of his tongue.

Suppressing the body's automatic recovery, he wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and moved his gaze to Koichiro Kohei again.

This time, he had a completely unsmiling expression on his face.

He clenched his fists tightly, and then loosened them again. After a few seconds of silence, he asked in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"Is it necessary to do this? A street, to you, should be just a small amount of money."

"Even if you refuse to admit it to death, I can understand. The so-called chef is to use cooking to speak."

"But you now, what is this?"

Shirou sneered, and said slowly:

"I think, you may have misunderstood, my resilience is very good, this is just a temporary loss of taste."

"I see. Is this your weapon?" Koichiro Kohei frowned and nodded slightly, which seemed to agree with Shirou's statement.

"That's it."

At first, the reason why I scratched my tongue and cut off my taste nerve was just because I hated the uncontrollable few seconds after eating delicious food.

But now, with the other world's own power, this is just a means to win, no different from magic.

Moreover, compared to the hypnotic magic that is difficult for the world to understand and has many future troubles, this method is obviously easier to convince people.

Shirou cut off a piece of meat from the turkey with the knife that had scratched his tongue just now, put it in his mouth, and spat it out without changing his expression:

"Then, you lost."

"Yeah, I lost." Koichiro Kohei let out a long sigh, "It's no wonder Shuangzhen lost Xiaodian. Facing an unreasonable opponent like you, I don't think there is any chef in the world who can win."

"Is that so..."

Shirou turned to look at Nakiri Erina who was not far away with a fearful face, and reminded:

"Miss Erina, Xing Heijo Ichiro lost, the money you promised to lend him..."

"No." Xing Heijo Ichiro said suddenly, "I will do it myself, this is my food halberd, and I will return the money I lost to you as soon as possible."

"Oh...? I don't care, I can pay back the money within three days, can it be done?"

"It can't be done! But I can pay back the money in other ways."

Shirou looked him up and down, pondered and said:

"In that case, I'm planning to open a chef academy recently, and prepare to compete with Yuanyue. Are you interested?"

"Okay! Soshin will be yours from now on." Xinghei Joichiro replied without thinking.

Shirou looked at him speechlessly and remained silent.

Seeing this, Xing Heijo Ichiro knew that it was not enough to pretend to be stupid, and his expression gradually became serious:

"Chuangzhen has a high culinary talent, I think he will surpass me in the future."

"Since you want to open a school, aren't students more important than teachers?"

"Or, do you think that the talent of creativity is not worth that street?"

After saying this, Xing Heijo Ichiro turned his eyes to one side unconsciously, a little afraid to look at his eyes.

Although I think I am very talented in creating reality, but surpassing myself is just empty talk.

As for the value of a street, this is even more boastful.

However, the so-called negotiation depends on momentum.

"What you said, although there is a father's subjective view of his son, but I agree, let's use your son to pay off the debt."

Kohei Joichiro was startled, and secretly said:

He actually agreed!Does that kid Chuangzhen really have some talent that I don't know about?

Perhaps, you can try it out.

"Wait a minute, I want that street in addition to the debt!"

"Oh...?" Shirou pondered for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, "Yes."

It is a good deal to exchange Xingping Chuangzhen with one street, plus the money equivalent to one street.

After all, he is also the hero of the gourmet show, worth the price, not a loss.

Kohei Joichiro rested his chin with his hand, lost in thought:

what's the problem?Chuangzhen's boy has good perseverance, and there is nothing special about it.

But forget it!Soma would be happy to know that he could exchange that street back.

"Then it's settled. However, since yesterday afternoon, Chuangzhen has been shutting himself in the room, allowing me to say anything, and he is still unwilling to go out. Maybe I will trouble you to go."

"you sure?"

"please!"

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite."

The corners of Shirou's mouth curled up slightly, and he said in his heart:

Hitting young chefs is what I do best.

When she got up and was about to leave, Nakiri Erina couldn't help asking:

"Wait a minute! Why did you cut your tongue? Why did you go to that extent to win? Is victory that important to you?"

Shirou stopped, looked back at her, and said in a deep voice:

"That's right! That's it. This is a world where everything is determined by the outcome of the food halberd. I can't be a chef, so I can only use some other methods to increase my chances of winning."

When Shirou walked to the door, Nakiri Erina suddenly took a deep breath and said loudly:

"I... will definitely make dishes that impress you."

Shirou turned his head again and sneered:

"Since that's the case, I'm waiting for you to make a dish that can be applauded by people who have no sense of taste."

……

In a certain room, the doors and windows are closed at this moment, and the curtains are tightly covered, making it airtight, so that the room is dark.

In the corner of the room, Xing Ping Chuangzhen lay motionless on the bed, constantly replaying what happened yesterday afternoon in his mind.

It was an event that completely shattered his worldview, and made him feel indescribably at a loss.

In his inherent impression, everything can be solved with a halberd.

He has met many troublemakers since he was a child, but every time, his father would use cooking to drive them away.

Even the guests who deliberately come to find fault will be convinced after tasting Dad's dishes.

Such a scene is really cool.

So, he did the same.

It's just that the links are exactly the same, but the results are very different.

My friend's father will be injured, and I can't get rid of it.

If the woman could ask a few more questions when she came over the day before yesterday, she wouldn't be at a loss to watch all that happen when they came back yesterday.

At that time, when the knife pierced his shoulder, his eyes were full of pleading, the hand holding the knife was trembling, and his voice and expression were very similar to the kind of desperate desperate people often seen on TV.

I don't know what happened to him, but it's clear that the fat businessman has cornered him in some nasty way.

"If it was Dad, what would he do?"

Chapter 61 Believe me a little

Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Believe me a little

"Is there any perfect solution? Or should I agree to transfer the restaurant on day one."

"That way, nothing will happen the next day."