MTL - Home Cook-v2 Chapter 818 Canteen (poor, garbage games make me run out of money)

On an unknown island in the vast sea, a quiet and peaceful village is located here, and recently, a mansion in the center of the village has won an uninvited guest.

In the study room of the house, the two old men were sitting facing each other and sipping tea, as if they were old friends whom they hadn't seen for a long time.

However, just from the appearance, the two are indeed very different.

A man with spouting beards, full of muscles, and a sturdy figure that does not fit his age. His huge figure and serious face make him look very majestic, and at first glance, he is an incredible big man.

The other one looks ordinary, with a body that shrinks with age like an ordinary old man, looks thinner, and has a kind and gentle smile on his wrinkled face, just like the roadside can be seen everywhere. The little old man is average.

"Brother Nakiri, why do you have time to come to my place today as a guest? Come, try my tea, I can't bear to take it out for ordinary people."

The kind-hearted old man poured tea enthusiastically as if he had seen an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.

And the sturdy and outrageous guy opposite him turned out to be the real helm of the Nakiri family who disappeared for a long time under the slogan of retirement tourism, the devil of gourmet food, Nakiri Senzaemon.

"Forget it, Bai Heng, you know why I'm here."

Nakiri Senzaemon did not eat the same thing on the other side. He must be angry and stared at the ordinary old man opposite him like an angry lion.

The lion is only so vigilant when facing a strong enemy. Seeing his vigilant and even guarded appearance, it is obvious that the seemingly ordinary old man opposite is not ordinary at all.

"I asked you to sit down and drink tea. You are so old, why are you still frizzy like a young man?"

The kind old man just squinted his eyes slightly, and repeated it again, there was an unstoppable force in his words.

"Yes"

Nakiri Senzaemon did it by conditioned reflex, and then picked up the teacup. The angry lion just now turned into an obedient kitten in a second, and when he reacted, he realized that he had already Downwind.

In this regard, he was a little helpless. Originally, he thought that he had not seen him for many years, and he was not much worse than this guy. He did not expect that some things could not be erased by time.

But if it's not hard, let's go soft.

"Cough, old man Bai, you also said that we are all old. I have worked hard all my life as a student, and I want to leave that little family business to future generations. Teacher, your family's great business is not inferior to mine, right?"

Nakiri Senzaemon's attitude is very low, like a student to a teacher.

However, in fact, the two are really a teacher-student relationship.

You don't think that Yuanyue or Huaxia's New Oriental are well-known chef schools, but in fact, the level of these two schools is only equivalent to the high school level of ordinary schools. Above that, there are naturally universities.

It's just that it's different from the ordinary universities that are everywhere. There is only one university in the cooking world, and that is the academy, the restaurant, which was set up by the legendary God of Cookery.

This is a mysterious academy, detached from the major forces. Even the Gourmet Association, which has almost all over the world today, does not know the details of this school. It only knows that this school has existed since ancient times.

Probably only the shrine of the equally mysterious God of Cookery will know a little about the restaurant.

Different from the admissions test of ordinary universities, there is no so-called admission examination process in the restaurant. The only way to enter the restaurant is to receive the admission notice from the restaurant.

No one knew how the notice was sent. Some people found it in their mailboxes. Some people found that there was an extra notice next to their pillow when they woke up. Some people were walking well, but suddenly there were more notices in their hands. a piece of paper.

Everything is like magic.

And the restaurant's admissions standards are also very peculiar. From the chef apprentice who has just entered the industry to the big boss who has already made a name in the industry, it is possible that there are even occasional laymen who are not chefs receiving notices. .

This makes people a little confused about what the admissions standards of the restaurant are, but one thing is certain, once you enter the restaurant, your future is absolutely unlimited, because the minimum standard for the graduates of the restaurant is Lin chef.

Back then, Nakiri Senzaemon received a notice from the restaurant, and when he entered the restaurant, the person who served as their class teacher was the guy in front of him.

Obviously, everyone was about the same age at that time, but one was already a teacher, and the other could only be a student. In the restaurant, teachers were generally held by graduates from previous classes, which meant being Nakiri Immortal. When Zaemon first entered school, Bai Heng was already a graduate of at least Chef Rin.

The former Nakiri Senzaemon still respected Bai Heng. Although the two were about the same age, the best was the first. Bai Heng convinced everyone in the class with his cooking skills.

This respect continued until after graduation, Bai Heng revealed his identity and issued an invitation to them.

Tsk tsk, my teacher turned out to be the great devil in the cooking world? What kind of **** development is this?

Although more than half of the female classmates in the class at that time happily thought they were the heroine of the story, and joined in the heat of their minds, it was a little difficult for male classmates such as Nakiri Senzaemon.

It was a little difficult for him to accept the setting that his mentor who was also a teacher and a friend turned out to be the ultimate villain in various stories. He rejected Bai Heng's invitation and went back to his hometown, District 11, to develop by himself.

It's just that in the years that followed, especially after he made a name for himself, when people called him the Devil King of Food, he always laughed at himself, what kind of Devil King he was, at best a Devil King apprentice.

He hasn't seen Bai Heng since graduation. Although this teacher has always been restless, he can see his report every three days or so. Especially recently, this teacher has even been involved in the food association. Went to the highest council of sages.

This made Nakiri Senzaemon, who knew Bai Heng's true identity, not knowing what to say.

I see the food industry eating jujube pills.

But all this has nothing to do with him, Nakiri Senzaemon originally thought so.

He also didn't want to care if this former man was planning some big conspiracy again, as long as it didn't involve him in the eleventh district of this acre of land.

It's a pity that he didn't count the unfilial son-in-law who was expelled from the house by himself and plunged headlong into the dark cooking world. Now it involves his precious granddaughter.

There was no other way~www.novelbuddy.com~ He had no choice but to meet this teacher whom he had not seen for many years with an old face.

"Drink tea first, then talk after drinking."

Bai Heng did not express his attitude directly, he drank tea calmly.

Helpless, Nakiri Senzaemon could only accompany him with a sad face until the phone rang.

"Grandpa, I lost again. My cousin, he and his Totsuki girlfriend named Nakiri Erina joined forces to bully me. You have to decide for me."

The voice of Xiao Zhengtai's grievance came from the phone during the day.

"puff..."

"Cough cough..."

In the study, the two cooking tycoons who were still posing just now and pretending to be somber spit out the tea in their mouths.

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