Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

Next, add the prepared diced shiitake mushrooms, diced sausage, and other ingredients, and stir-fry quickly over high heat until they release a rich aroma.

"That's amazing wok-flipping skill! The rice flew more than two meters high, but it didn't spill at all!"

Who is this girl? I've never seen her before. Not only is her egg-beating skill superb, but her pan-flipping technique is also exceptional. With such solid fundamentals, there's no way I haven't heard of her!

"I'm not sure, she seems to be a new transfer student, and I heard her surname is also Nakiri..."

"His surname is Nakiri? In that case, it's not entirely incomprehensible that he could go to such lengths."

As the rice soared high into the air, a buzz of discussion erupted, with the students expressing their awe at the astonishing sight.

Ten minutes on stage requires ten years of practice off stage!

Alice Nakiri's skill level must be the result of extensive practice.

"As expected of Senior Sister Alice! Her precise control of the heat is definitely at the level of a master chef!"

Miyoko Hojo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

It's said that laymen watch the spectacle while experts appreciate the details. As fellow Chinese chefs, only Alice Nakiri and Bai Yuan at the scene knew the true value of her skills.

How terrifying!

A girl the same age as her actually possesses the fighting power of a master chef!

You should know that the current elementary school doesn't even have a single first-class chef...

No, in terms of combat strength, there is one.

Thinking of this, Hojo Miyoko secretly glanced at Nakiri Erina, who was not far from her and whose expression remained unchanged, out of the corner of her eye.

Last year, when she and her senior went to Guangzhou to take the second-class chef exam, this young lady went to take the first-class chef exam in Japan.

Unfortunately, he was eliminated in the second round of assessments due to improper handling of the ingredients.

However, after a year of honing his skills, and with the guidance of Teacher Baiyuan, this year should be no problem.

If we were to ask who among the students of the Tokyuu Primary School is most likely to rival Alice Nakiri.

There must be only Erina Nakiri, who inherited the God Tongue and has top-notch talent in cooking!

Of course, this will take at least a few years.

After all, Alice Nakiri is just too overpowered right now; without nerfing her, it's practically unplayable. This year's students will likely live in her shadow...

"Ok?"

On the other side, noticing that someone was looking at her, Erina Nakiri looked around in confusion, but found nothing amiss.

"What's wrong, Erina-sama?"

Hisako Niito noticed her odd behavior and looked in the direction she was looking, but found nothing unusual either, so she asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, it's probably just my imagination."

Shaking her head, Erina Nakiri continued to look at Alice Nakiri on the stage, studying each step frame by frame, her eyes burning with surging fighting spirit.

She will pay back the humiliation she suffered that day sooner or later!

Now, under Bai Yuan's guidance, she has already achieved the skill of a first-class chef, making her the number one chef in the early elementary school class after Nakiri Alice.

But that's far from enough!!

She wants to become stronger, to surpass Alice Nakiri, and to make that guy call her Erina-neechan with humiliation, right in front of Shirabuchi!

Although the month of training had exhausted her, her strength was increasing at an astonishing rate.

The most obvious change is in her tongue, which has become much more resistant to food and can now withstand the delicious impact of premium dishes!

Of course, they still have no ability to resist someone of Bai Yuan's level.

She even ripped her clothes in front of him a few times. At Alice Nakiri's house, the two of them together caused quite a few awkward situations.

Later, she got smarter and would go to the bathroom when she tasted the food. After eating, she would take a shower and feel refreshed, which was very nice.

"It's done cooking! It smells amazing!"

"What exactly does it taste like? It must be top-grade! Without a doubt, this is absolutely top-grade cuisine! My god, does our class have such a master chef?"

Turn off the heat and transfer the mixed fried rice to a plate.

The amazing aroma wafting through the air instantly sparked a buzz of discussion, with everyone turning their gaze to the fried rice on the counter, their faces filled with longing.

"Master, please have a taste."

Picking up the fried rice from the table, Alice Nakiri went straight to Bai Yuan, staring at him intently with anticipation on her face.

"What deserves praise is that you blanched the green beans in advance and kept them in cold water. You made the same mistake when you first learned to cook, Squirrel Fish."

Secondly, the shiitake mushrooms were steamed before being diced. Many chefs soak them in water to soften them, then dice them and stir-fry them directly. That doesn't allow the shiitake mushrooms to release their aroma. Your method is excellent.

Looking at the mixed fried rice on the plate, Bai Yuan praised her without any politeness, but his appearance made Nakiri Alice's heart race.

Now that we've talked about the advantages, let's talk about the disadvantages.

First, there's the heat. A hot pan and cold oil are the essence of fried rice. With such a high heat, the oil is heated so that the eggs are cooked through the moment they hit the pan. Even if rice is added afterward, the flavors can't blend together; they remain separate.

The correct order is to first use low heat to allow the aroma of the egg and rice to meld. Then add all the ingredients and turn the heat to high.

Don't underestimate the difference in details; sometimes, the difference in culinary quality lies precisely in these subtle differences!

He finished all the mixed fried rice in front of him.

Bai Yuan stood up from his seat. This was a small test he had given to Nakiri Alice, and she had done a so-so job of completing it.

I stepped over to the counter and heated the pot over a low flame.

Quickly crack two eggs into a bowl, add a little salt to season, then add oil to lower the temperature of the pan, and at the same time add the egg mixture and rice.

Use a spatula to quickly press the two together until they are perfectly blended. Then add all the other ingredients to the pot and continue to stir-fry over low heat.

"You can add a little bit of scallion beforehand to enhance the aroma of the fried rice, but you can't add it all at once, otherwise the pan will just taste like cooked scallions."

I remember explaining the principle of adding ingredients twice to your rice before. Go back and practice making fried rice a hundred times until you memorize all the details!

"Huh...?!"

As they spoke, Bai Yuan turned off the stove and added the remaining scallions to the cutting board, using the residual heat from the fried rice to reheat them.

Adding scallions in this way will result in a particularly pronounced flavor, while also giving the dish a vibrant color that enhances the appeal of the fried rice.

As the dishes were served, a dazzling golden light instantly filled the entire classroom, but apart from a few people, there was no shock or cheering.

They've seen this kind of scene so many times that they've become somewhat desensitized.

One spoonful per person.

The task for this class was also simple: everyone make a plate of fried rice, and only those that taste good enough to satisfy me are entitled to eat more!

As Bai Yuan spoke, he picked up one of the two plates of fried rice in front of him, returned to his seat, crossed his legs, and began to enjoy the rice by himself.

He completely ignored the slightly resentful gaze of Alice Nakiri beside him.

You were the one who asked me to demonstrate, and not only did you criticize her in public, but you also made her practice even more when she got home. Ugh, why is her life so miserable!

"Great!"

"Finally, the happiest moment of Professor Baiyuan's class has arrived!"

"I came here specifically for this meal, and even if I get the lowest rating, it'll still be worth the ticket price!"

"Alright, I know you can't wait, so hurry up and line up. If you keep making noise, you might not even get a single bite!"

Although they were eager for the food in front of them, the queue was very orderly, and even if they couldn't control themselves, they could only restrain themselves now.

The reason is simple: some unruly students had tried to monopolize Shirayuki-sensei's cooking because they were strong and healthy.

As a result, he was not only taught a lesson by the united group, but was also picked up by Bai Yuan and thrown out of the classroom, resulting in a very tragic ending.

After that incident, no one did it again. Later people were puzzled, but seeing that everyone followed the rules, they wouldn't break them either.

"Teacher Bai Yuan, please help me."

Carrying the fried rice she had just received, Erina Nakiri bit her lower lip and her cheeks flushed as she approached Bai Yuan. He was the only one present who could suppress the power within her to make her clothes burst open.

However, given her appearance, someone who didn't know better might think the two were having some kind of secret deal...

"Sit next to me first. I really don't know where your family's power comes from; the clothes-ripping thing is completely useless..."

Why does it feel like a curse for no apparent reason?

Bai Yuan patted the spot next to him, then reached out and took Nakiri Erina's hand, their fingers intertwined—a result of their repeated attempts.

It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and only in this way can the force of clothing ripping be suppressed to the greatest extent, otherwise the buttons on the chest may pop open.

Bai Yuan had always suspected that her figure was too good; even the slightest movement would cause a wave of waves, and wouldn't the buttons fly off?

"I don't know either. The women in our family are supposed to be more resilient than the men, but who knew they'd meet you..."

Erina Nakiri's expression was somewhat complicated; she didn't know whether to feel fortunate or resentful.

We should be more grateful, after all, Bai Yuan let her eat delicious food.

but...

Feeling the warmth from her left hand, Erina Nakiri blushed even more. Although it wasn't the first time, she always felt shy.

She had only ever seen such scenes in shoujo manga, where the male and female protagonists would only engage in such activities when their relationship had reached a certain point.

Now that Bai Yuan doesn't object to holding her hand, does that mean...?

Erina Nakiri's thoughts were somewhat chaotic, and for a moment she even ignored the delicious food in front of her, falling into a kind of fantasy.

"You're still too inexperienced, unlike me, I can already control myself."

Alice Nakiri's disdainful voice came from not far away. Looking at the two sitting hand in hand, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Interrupted from her reverie, Erina Nakiri didn't hold back and started making sarcastic remarks to Alice Nakiri.

"Of course, it's to hold Bai Yuan's other hand. It would be too cunning of you to say it's just you! Who knows what you're thinking?"

As they spoke, Alice Nakiri moved another chair over and sat down, taking Bai Yuan's other hand, which was tasting the food, and then taking the spoon from him.

"Let me feed you, Brother Bai Yuan."

Using a spoon to scoop up the mixed fried rice from the plate, Alice Nakiri said with a slightly flushed face, feeling a little embarrassed even in front of so many people.