My Cooking is Never Medicine

Nakiri Magi had a vague feeling that something had happened, but it was just a feeling. Before today, she didn't know that the higher possibility of cooking that she had been pursuing for the first half of her life had been taken under her nose by a junior. Did it, and didn't tell myself.

Come to think of it, after the old man leaves tonight, Mrs. Nakiri will put on a very depressed expression and silently accuse her of being a cheap student with resentful eyes.

After a long time, the old man opened his eyes and took a deep look at his grandson. There was a huge wave in his heart, but the outside world didn't say a word.

He looked at another dish that was steaming. The prototype of the recipe should be the pineapple Gudong meat from Tianchao next door, and he made some minor changes.

Tasting continues.

Second course...

The third course!

Then, the old man opened his eyes, and the shock from the first dish subsided a little.

"What is that great blessing?"

End of this chapter

Grandpa Yingting looked at his grandson, and had some guesses in his heart.

Seeing the old man's inquiry, Sakuraba Ichiyo did not hide anything, took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Akuya to signal her to eat first, without waiting for her, and said frankly.

"The daughter-in-law of the Sakuraba family taught your grandson."

"After all, it is the Tongue of God, and its talent in this area is really shocking."

He didn't speak, but the old man looked wordlessly at Nakiri Magi who was sitting next to Sakuraniwa Ichiyo.

Immediately, Nakiri Managi's fair and tender pretty face was embarrassed and turned rosy.

And Sakuraba Ichiyo also rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"It's not this, this is your granddaughter-in-law's mother."

Hearing this, the old man silently withdrew his gaze, without any disturbance on his face.

He has received professional training, and he will never admit that he was really wrong just now.

So~

"Oh, I actually thought so just now."

Nodding his head, the old man said so.

Seeing his old man's thick and dark expression, Sakuraba Yiye's face darkened slightly.

What a ghost!

This bad old man, if others don't understand, how can his grandson not know?

This little old man just thought about that!

Yingting Yiye just looked at his old man quietly, and the old man also looked at his grandson calmly, without saying a word.

Next to him, Nagiri Nakiri's rosy face and embarrassment faded away, and at the same time, he couldn't help showing a somewhat disappointed expression.

After a long time, Sakuraba Yiye nodded.

"understood."

"So now, can you tell me what you told me just now that you had to cook three dishes?"

The old man shook his head, "No hurry."

His eyes were bright, and he glanced at the little girl next to her who was not affected by the weird atmosphere at the dinner table, and was holding a big bowl of white rice and making it fiercely.

In just such a short time, the little girl had already finished more than half of his portion of food, and from time to time she looked at the few plates of delicacies next to her with treacherous eyes.

Pineapple Gudong Pork!

As a delicious dish that pleases the goddess, she, Akua, remembered it!

Sakura Ting is also true. She knows how to cook such delicious dishes, but she usually hides them and refuses to make them. She is too lazy!

"Let's eat first."

"Speaking of which, this is one of the few times I have tasted the dishes made by you yourself. Compared with a few months ago, you have made great progress!"

"I'm starting to regret it a bit. If I knew you were so talented, I should have sent you to Yuanyue to study when you were in middle school."

Sakuraba smiled and shook his head.

"With two excellent "teachers" who teach me personally, it is normal for me to improve a bit."

"As for going to Yuanyue to study, I missed it anyway, who knows, just let it go."

Before the system was activated, Yingting Yiye did not have such a high talent in cooking. If he had entered Yuanyue at that time, with his personality, even if he could barely enter a higher school, he would probably give up that opportunity.

The words of Sakuraba Yiye did not get the approval of the old man, he was a bit complicated.

"To be able to hone your culinary skills to this level in such a short period of time, your talent is definitely not bad!"

"Although the old man tacitly agrees that your father, that idiot, supports you in playing music, but there is one fact that you must understand that learning music has no future!"

"Grandpa, you don't understand, times have changed, boys who can cook are not as popular as boys who can play music!"

Ichiyo Sakuraba was a little unhappy, who said there would be no future in music!

Those rich and rich loli like to follow this style, okay?

Cooking can only fool a few girls at one time, but making music and flirting with dozens of girls at the same time is easy!

Both grandpa and grandson refused to admit defeat, Akuya continued to cook, her chopsticks had accidentally slipped into the plate in front of him by chance while Sakuraniwa was not resting.

And Nakiri Magi, the little girl in the old man's eyes, is putting on a cute gesture to help the old man put vegetables into the bowl, and persuade the old man to calm down and eat some meat.

Well, for a moment, the old man lost his temper.

In fact, this little girl is quite sensible and knows how to respect the elderly, but this relationship is really too messy.

孽 孽!

After a less formal and neat family dinner, Akua took the initiative to get up to pack the tableware, Nakiri Mannagi, the extremely lazy dog ​​who is usually too lazy, also stood up unexpectedly and followed.

Glancing at the backs of the two little girls leaving, the old man didn't bother to teach this bastard any more in this regard.

In a sense, he was happy to see this kind of scene. The only thing he was not happy with was that Nakiri Magi's identity was a bit sensitive, which made him feel that it was difficult to handle, and it was easy to be beaten by that old guy Nakiri.

However, what does the evil that he Yingting Yiye did have anything to do with the old man?

It's the idiot father who beat up this little bastard.

He, and that old fellow Nakiri are half-brothers, the kind of iron buddies who have played since childhood!

The old man comforted himself in this way.

Then, he took out an invitation letter from his pocket and threw it to his grandson, who stood up and prepared to leave.

"It's about the face and status of the Sakura family. Be serious. Don't make mistakes or be late. You can take Erina with you. She can also be regarded as a member of our Sakura family. It's okay to attend with you. Easy to say."

The old man paused for a moment, looking at those bastard grandsons with the invitation letter, his expression was a bit complicated.

"If, I mean if!"

"If it's really necessary, I won't say anything if you take the little girl Ma Nagi with you, but you should be mentally prepared to have your legs broken, and I won't be able to help you then."

Well, my brother is still clear about it.

Based on his understanding of the degree of control over that old guy's daughter, when he was furious, if he came forward to persuade him, he would also have to be beaten.

Just imagining the fleshy flesh of his old buddy a little bit, the old man couldn't help grinning.

Damn, being a chef has the physique of a barbarian!

It's outrageous!

"Let's go, no need to deliver, after processing this order, go home and see your mother."

With a wave of his hand, the old man walked out of the dim sum shop, and the black extended Maybach drove out of the parking space not far away at the right time, and took the old man away.

Sitting in the car, the old man looked at the signboard of his dim sum shop through the rearview mirror with complicated eyes.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to those glorious years. He, Nakiri and a group of friends rampaged in this country, forcibly laid a foundation, and established the pattern of the country's culinary industry, which has continued to this day.

Today, some of these old friends are no longer alive, and some are scattered in the corners of this planet.

The only ones who are the closest and can be in touch with each other from time to time are him and that old guy Nakiri.

Now, he has also begun to unload the burden and hand over the family and inheritance to future generations.

Things change and people change, a new generation replaces the old!

The vehicle gradually drove into the distance in the dark night.

In the pastry shop, Nakiri Managi and Akuya came to Sakuraba Ichiyo's side, looking at the invitation letter in his hand, Mrs. Nakiri's eyes flashed with amazement.

"That's it!"

"Speaking of which, it should indeed be in the past few days."

Ichiyo Sakuraba hasn't opened the invitation letter yet, and nothing can be seen from the cover of the invitation letter.

However, hearing what Nakiri Magi said, he still couldn't help but look at her speechlessly.

"Excuse me, Aunt Magi, are you the legendary Totsuki Riddler?"

Nakiri Magi: "???"

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"What Riddler?"

Nakiri Managi frowned, not quite sure what the word meant.

However, she didn't pay much attention to it, and her attention soon focused on the invitation letter in Sakuraba Ichiyo's hand.

"If I remember correctly, this should be an invitation letter for a royal celebration. There are two types. The one in your hand is for inviting chefs, and the other is for inviting guests."