Komatsu's Love Defense

A Lu stared at me, with a faint smile on his face: "The boss has a nickname, old man Sen, the appraiser. He has a pair of sharp eyes that can see through the strength and talent of gourmets."

"Nowadays, there are many unreliable gourmets. Their full Western menus and ID confirmations are not satisfactory, so many clients rely on the boss's identification ability and come here because of his reputation." A Lu smiled slightly, his face still as calm as water.

After a moment's hesitation, I said, "Ah... so that's how it is..."

The corners of old man Sen's mouth slightly raised, with a proud light flashing in his eyes: "Hehe, Alu, it seems that your strength has greatly improved again..."

A Lu blinked his eyes and showed a surprised expression: "You can actually see that..."

"By the way, the guests who came today are all extremely powerful. They are probably here to recruit the upcoming clients, A'lu... your purposes should be the same, right?" Old man Sen was in deep thought, without a trace of smile on his face. His solemn expression made the atmosphere around him become depressing.

I cast my eyes towards the group of gourmets behind me. There were two people I was very familiar with, one was the gangster boss Machi, and the other was Takimaru from the Gourmet Knight. The rest were so mixed that I couldn't even name them.

They all came here with a common goal - to get the soup of the century.

But the amount of soup was very small, and only the last drop was left after giving it to the food party. There was no doubt that the last drop of soup must belong to me.

"Bang--" A group of bodyguards in black suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Mr. Carlton is here, everyone stop eating!" A bodyguard's shout was deafening, and everyone present heard it clearly.

Carlton had a pipe in the corner of his mouth and a strange smile flashed across his face: "Hey, I'll give you 100 billion and give me a perfect response to my client."

"This person is... Mr. Kanel Mokoi, the president of a company with annual sales of 20 trillion!" The gourmets were all shocked and looked at each other.

My eyes widened with astonishment: "Mr. Alu, he is the man we met in the department store before."

A Lu stared at Carnellton intently and said calmly, "Yes, it is the person who made the big purchases in the department store. It turns out that this is the client who got the information about Century Soup... He is the one who summoned the gourmets in the Food City!"

Bulbo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "Then... is that commission amount reported serious?"

"No, compared to this, do you really know where the ingredient is?" Deranka clenched his fists, his fingers trembling with excitement, and his eyes flashed with fanaticism.

Carnellton bit his pipe, turned around quickly, swung his arms back with his body, and then strode forward: "What a stupid question, who do you think I am? Anyone who wants to challenge the capture of the Century Soup, just follow me!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire bar was instantly filled with cheers. The cheers resounded through the sky like thunder, and the enthusiastic atmosphere seemed to blow the roof off.

Looking at Carnellton's back as he walked away, I was the only one who knew that the place they were about to go to was an ice continent that could freeze everything, and that the ship would become the burial place of some gourmets.

Old man Sen bent over, holding his chin with his right hand, as if he was thinking about something: "Alu, be careful along the way, I'm afraid there will be changes in this trip."

"Hmm... is that so?" A Lu leaned on the table, indifferent to the matter.

I lowered my head shyly, touched my head, a blush appeared on my cheeks, and stammered, "Please...Excuse me...Is there any problem with someone like me traveling together, boss?"

Boss Sen finally woke up from his dream and asked curiously, "Huh? Are you going too? Oh, who are you?"

"...Sorry, I was so nervous that my mind went blank and I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a chef, my name is Xiaosong." My eyes were flustered and I didn't dare to look him in the eye like a frightened deer.

A Lu leaned back in his chair, turned around, and said with a sense of relief: "I brought him here."

Old Man Sen nodded thoughtfully and said meaningfully: "Oh, so you are the chef! I have seen countless people who are about to embark on a journey. Some of them are like rotten wood that cannot be carved. I want to stop them from setting off no matter what. But you are like the rising sun, making me want to push you from behind. It's amazing!"

"Go ahead and be careful!" Boss Sen smiled slightly, revealing a row of snow-white and neat teeth, as if telling me not to worry.

Ah Lu was overjoyed and smiled happily: "Haha, that's great, Xiaosong!"