"Not competing with you? Then who? Could it be..."
Although somewhat surprised by Dylan's words, his junior brother was a special-grade chef after all. Were there any individuals in this place who could be his opponent?!
However, soon after, looking at the customers around them who were enjoying their meals, a thought suddenly flashed through Tote's mind...
"My disciple, Alice Nakiri.
All the dishes in this restaurant that you currently see were cooked by my disciple, Alice Nakiri, alone!"
Dylan's words confirmed Tote's guess. It was indeed the head chef of this restaurant, but he hadn't expected it to be his disciple.
As the saying goes, a great master produces a brilliant student! However, looking at Dylan's age, no matter how talented his disciple was, she probably couldn't surpass the special-grade chef Jessie, could she?
"Your disciple?"
Jessie frowned, a hint of doubt in his voice.
"That's right. She just passed the first-class chef assessment two years ago and now needs equally matched opponents to hone her cooking skills. You are the most suitable candidate."
Dylan stated his true purpose. He had planned all this for this very reason, wanting Jessie to compete against Alice Nakiri under the public eye.
A private duel and a stage duel were completely different experiences.
For the growth of a chef, a stage duel was far more significant than a private one. Even if she lost in the end, it would be valuable experience for Alice.
"What? You want me to have a public duel with a mere soldier who just advanced to first-class chef two years ago?! Such a predictable match..."
"Haven't I already dueled with a weakling like you? And unlike your utterly defenseless loss, Alice will win."
Looking at the shouting Jessie, Dylan couldn't help but frown, then mocked him without any politeness. This guy was truly annoying.
He didn't have the slightest bit of the spirit of a chef!
For such a person to have grown into a special-grade chef, one could imagine how much effort those behind him had put in.
He had a bit of the flavor of a spoiled young master from a villainous faction.
"Jessie, come with me!"
Looking at Jessie's startled and unrefined behavior, lacking any aura of a strong individual, Tote wasn't very angry at this moment, at least his face didn't show any emotion.
He calmly stood up, said these words softly, and then went outside the shop. Some things couldn't be said here.
Seeing this, Jessie seemed to have thought of something, a trace of fear appearing on his face, but he didn't dare disobey Tote's words and went out timidly.
A long while later.
Jessie and Tote returned to the restaurant one after the other. Jessie came to Dylan and said:
"I accept your disciple's challenge, according to the rules of a food battle, with the local food battle administration intervening. However, after this battle, all grudges will be severed."
Looking at the suddenly obedient Jessie, a thoughtful expression appeared on Dylan's face, then he nodded and looked at Tote.
"In that case, let's go to the food battle administration together after the restaurant closes. Let's set the time for the evening three days from now.
The cooking theme will be randomly drawn on the day of the competition, and the cooking method is not limited."
Dylan briefly explained the rules.
The purpose of this competition was to test Alice's adaptability. If the theme was set in advance and the stronger individuals behind both sides provided guidance, then this competition would become a contest between him and Tote.
Although he really wanted to compete with him, now was clearly not the time.
"I have no problem with that."
Hearing Dylan's words, Jessie's eyes flickered twice, then he looked at Tote and only agreed after seeing him nod.
Seeing this, Dylan didn't say anything more and turned back to the kitchen to help Alice, while Tote and Jessie found a relatively quiet corner to sit down.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
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When they came out of the food battle administration, Dylan and Tote seemed to be chatting about something, while Alice Nakiri and Jessie stood on their respective sides, their heads lowered and neither of them speaking much, appearing somewhat absent-minded.
"Alright, Brother Bai, we'll take our leave here. See you at the food battle administration in three days.
However, this concerns a food battle involving a special-grade chef, so the food battle administration will definitely publicize it widely. At that time, it might attract some unnecessary trouble."
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. If we become timid and shrink back because of trouble, we'll never become great chefs in this lifetime."
Dylan said somewhat nonchalantly. Even if the news spread widely, it had nothing to do with him.
The one who should feel troubled was Leonora Nakiri, whether to let Alice become famous at a young age or spend money to suppress the news. And he, in this food battle, was just an insignificant figure in the audience.
"Hahaha! This is the spirit a young person should have. It seems I'm getting old. See you in three days. I'll treat you to drinks if I have the chance!"
"Definitely."
Hearing Dylan's words, Tote laughed heartily, then led Jessie towards another street, the direction of [Noyu].
"Let's go back too. We'll do some special training targeting your weaknesses these few days. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, we'll just do our best."
"I won't let you down, Master!"
On the way home, Dylan was using his own methods to make Alice Nakiri less nervous, but after hearing his words, Alice suddenly stopped and turned to look seriously at his face.
"Yeah, I believe in your strength."
Hearing Alice Nakiri's firm words, Dylan's expression was first stunned, then he nodded, a look of relief appearing on his face.
That's the kind of confidence she needed. If she didn't even believe in herself, what would she use to defeat the enemy? Love and bonds?
"But, we still have to keep practicing when we get back. We can't relax because of this. Since the purpose of the challenge has been achieved, let's change the restaurant's theme to a molecular gastronomy specialty restaurant tomorrow!"
"That would be revealing our trump card in advance. If they find a way to counter it, your chances of winning will decrease significantly."
Dylan rationally analyzed. Molecular gastronomy was Alice Nakiri's trump card, and hiding it would definitely be more effective than revealing it.
"Didn't you tell me, Master, that true powerhouses dare to face difficulties head-on? If I hide my skills out of fear that they might find out my weaknesses, then even if I win, it won't be satisfying."
As she spoke, Alice Nakiri slightly quickened her pace and walked in front of Dylan, then turned around, her bright smile particularly dazzling under the streetlights.
"I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding of my words. It was disrespectful of me. Then let's change it, change it to a molecular gastronomy restaurant!"
Alice Nakiri's words made Dylan's expression freeze for a moment. These were indeed the words he had taught her.
But when he said these things, he had never thought that Alice would listen. After all, this was the survival code of the Dark Cooking Society.
Only by constantly facing difficulties head-on could one become a true powerhouse!
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