Rebirth as a Cooking God

In the soundproof conference room that was full of people before, there were only two people left in the light.

When they heard the door open, the two people at the table looked sideways.

Zhu Qing seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The other person was Dojima Gin. He lost the solemn expression he had during previous meetings and discussions, and was smiling broadly, with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, Where are the Shiji documents?

I just handed it over to Minister Kanbara of the IGO. There will be a response in a moment! Zhu Qing blinked.

Fuck!

He strode to the table and lowered his head to look at the backup files on the desktop. Sure enough, under the column of 'First Item' proposed by Party B, the second clause of Party A's Yuanyue appeared:

1. Party A agrees to the condition proposed by Party B that the overall championship of Division A shall be determined by the winner.

2. As the first supplement, Party A puts up 5% of Totsuki's equity as a bet, and hopes that Shokugeki player Nakiri Hisashi will take out 10% of Totsuki Group's equity as a supplementary bet.

3. Party A agrees to bring out additional forbidden ingredients as a supplement to the bet, but Party A can only bring out any two forbidden ingredients, while Party B must bring out four, and submit them to the competition committee for supervision before the game.

After reading it hastily, Xia Yu was shocked.

5% equity versus 10% equity?

Two taboo ingredients versus four?

The ratio of the bet chips is 2 to 1. Party B's Gourmet Club Research Institute will undoubtedly suffer a big loss.

Especially the shareholding of the 'Far Moon Kingdom'.

If Nakiri kata loses, it will basically declare that the Japanese forces have completely withdrawn from the Totsuki board of directors.

The 5% equity will be provided by Nakiri's family. As if to clear up Xia Yu's confusion, Dojima Gin said with a hearty smile, Tonight, the equity documents will be sent to Sapporo from Tokyo overnight, and the commander-in-chief will sign them personally!

Hearing this, Xia Yu became even more worried.

5% equity is the weight of a giant on the board of directors. That old man Senzaemon can't be so generous.

Snapped!

He rubbed his troubled face hard.

That's it!

Thinking of the phone calls he and Dojima Gin had just received, Xia Yu vaguely understood something. The two old guys must have reached some kind of agreement, so the Nakiri family made a bet.

It’s not just once anyway.

Last time, in the board meeting with Takashi Sekiya, the tens of billions of yen bets also came from the Nakiri family.

Can you add a fourth condition? Xia Yu said, rubbing his face.

Zhu Qing and Dojima Gin were stunned.

Well, a sixth chair will be added to the judges' table, but this special seat does not have the right to vote, only the right to go on stage and taste the food.

These words made the two of them suddenly realize.

The sixth chair?

Interesting!

Dojima Gin smiled and slapped the table, then took his mobile phone and called Masato Kanbara directly.

Compared with the first three conditions, this condition is equivalent to non-existence, and there is no fear that the research faction will not agree.

Xia Yu browsed the Shiji files in a deep voice.

After the first and second two-party conditions, there are the third and fourth items.

The third item is the article on the issue of eating halberds.

There is only one sentence for this category: no title, the contestants can play freely and show their strongest strength.

There are no restrictions on topics and no constraints. This is good news for Xia Yu, but for Nakiri Thistle, why not? A competitor in such an international competition is destined to be unable to tamper with the topic.

The fourth item is about the review provisions.

There are five judges, two from the ‘Gourmet Club’ side, two from the ‘IGO’ side, and the fifth one comes from the Sapporo Competition Committee.

The rules and regulations regarding the review were so densely packed that Xia Yu didn't read much.

Anyway.

This is an unprecedentedly fair competition, and it is also the most severe challenge Xia Yu has encountered since he embarked on his journey as a chef.

This time, Xia Yu didn't have much confidence in victory.

In a word, it’s up to people to plan things, and it’s up to God to make things happen. Just try your best to fight, and if you lose, it doesn't mean you will never be able to make a comeback.

…

Chiyo five-star hotel, on the other side of the top floor.

Promise them!

Lin giant Lei Zhe turned his head and glanced at the woman whose face was half hidden in the shadows.

as you wish!

Nakiri Kiku gritted his teeth and looked at the second rule, his face twitching with pain, Bet 5% against 10% of the equity, huh, do you want to use a small amount to make a big gain? What a good plan!

It's a pity that the premise of using Xiao Bo to be big is... to win!

Your plans are destined to fail!

at the same time.

The central room on the top floor.

Masato Kanbara, the supervisor of the IGO, and Catherine, the supervisor of the gourmet club, looked at each other across the table.

Next to it, there were members of the competition committee and several food media who were invited to live broadcast the completion of the Shokuki Treaty.

Boom!

Boom!

The seals of the two major international organizations fell one after another.

There was applause and everyone was excited.

Chiyo Aichi's face was flushed. She looked back at the live broadcast and said excitedly: As you can see, under the supervision of the IGO and the Gourmet Association, Totsuki and the Gourmet Association Research Center officially signed the Shokugeki Treaty. However, Unfortunately, the treaty is kept secret until the Shokugeki winner is announced. As for whether the treaty will be made public after the game, it depends on the victor's wishes...

late at night.

Many Neon TV stations have stopped all kinds of indescribable late-night programs, focusing on the press conference and the signing of the Shoji Treaty.

Beep.

The camera suddenly switched to the elevator in the lobby. The 'Research Group' group came down first and were immediately blocked by a swarm of reporters.

The black woman accepted the interview with a cold face.

Mr. Nakiri, let's talk about Shokugeki in three days!

“Do you think an ‘untitled’ clause is appropriate?”

Can you roughly disclose some of the terms of the review?!

Standing in front of the camera, multiple TV stations showed close-ups of her face.

The corners of his mouth curled up with a touch of sarcasm.

I don't have much to say about the Shogun.

Nakiri Hisashi looked at the camera and said: I will use my forbidden dishes to tell him that his strongest dishes will be revealed when they are brought to the judging table with my dishes and let the diners taste them together!

Garbage should be thrown into the trash can. It has no right to be served on the table!

…

In Okurayama Villa.

When Nakiri Erina saw this, she trembled all over. It seemed as if her past memories were brought back by the words. She turned off the TV in panic, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and huddled on the bed.

The boundless darkness invaded her like a tide.

Wow——

Suddenly the world was spinning.

This is a very dark room, like a cell, with clean walls and a small window on the wall, which casts a faint light.

There was only one table and one chair in the room, and the color was dark.

I-I went back in time!

Nakiri Erina stared blankly at her little arms, which were placed on the table with a bit of baby fat.

A lonely candle burned on the table, and its light illuminated the girl's frightened, angelic face.

Click

Someone unlocked and pushed the door open.

A man wearing a shirt, a knitted sweater, and black suit trousers came in with a stern look on his face, carrying two plates of food.

Bang, the plate was placed on the table, but the girl buried her head for a long time without responding. The man, Nakiri Thistle, frowned deeply and scolded: Erina, have you given up? You really disappoint me...

No, I didn't! The girl looked up and bit her lip, with tears in her big eyes.

Nakiri Kiku was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: Don't be afraid, Erina, this is what you must endure to become an excellent chef!

After saying that, he personally held the fork, picked up a piece of fried beef from the dinner plate, and brought it to the girl's mouth. Seeing that the girl still refused to cooperate, his face suddenly turned cold. Nagi Kiriki grabbed her lower jaw and pulled it forcefully. Food stuffed in.

How about it?

I didn't control the heat well, and I added too much salt and pepper, which makes the taste very inconsistent... The girl subconsciously spoke while chewing.

very good!

With satisfaction in his eyes, the Nakiri family said expressionlessly: Then, just throw away this plate of food!

He pointed to the trash can next to the chair.

Don't waste food! Erina couldn't help but say what she had said before. However, compared to the weak and unable to resist herself in the memory, there was a sense of determination in Erina's voice this time.

Um?!

Nakiri Thistle grabbed the girl's hand angrily, put the plate in her hand, and said coldly: Throw it away!

Garbage dishes have no meaning of existence and cannot exist without even a single flaw!

Pour it into the trash can!!

He couldn't help shouting.

No!! The girl was in pain. Even though the veins in Nakirichi's hands were exposed and she had to exert a lot of strength, Erina did not give up her persistence and resistance no matter how much pain she felt this time and tears overflowed from her eyes.

Bang.

The chair fell to the ground, and Erina broke free from her father's control, hugged the candlestick and fled to the corner of the room, crouching down and shivering.

In her field of vision, her father, who was completely blackened with black energy coming out of his body, walked step by step with a distorted expression.

tattered--

Rubbish--

tattered--

Erina, we love each other, right? As a daughter, she should follow her father's philosophy of being a chef. Come on, tell me, anything my father doesn't agree with is all rags and garbage!