Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 444 - 443: Main Event Begins

Chapter 444: Chapter 443: Main Event Begins

The first day of tutoring was a success.

Xia Yu spent almost the entire day at the Tiqie Mansion.

In the afternoon, as he left the Tiqie Mansion and was on his way back to the shopping district, Xia Yu received a private phone call.

Night fell.

In the VIP room of the branch restaurant.

Female Lin chef, Indira, took out a stack of documents from her purse.

"These are the top-tier Killing Recipes you wanted."

In fact, Indira had discussed the "Indira Moon Orange" with Xia Yu two days ago, and Xia Yu had even invited her to visit his cultivation base at Far Moon. The shock of the Lin chef was no less than that of Dojima Yin.

The oral agreement that was set on the spot entailed Xia Yu’s cultivation base providing "Indira Moon Orange" for Indira’s personal use for a long term.

For this, Indira had to hand over a top-tier Killing Recipe.

Actually, the top-tier Killing Recipe was extremely precious. After much haggling, Xia Yu managed to acquire the recipe which contained a ’honeycomb’ spice structure. This recipe was the latest and it revolved tightly around "Indira Moon Orange," fitting Xia Yu’s tastes perfectly.

They both signed the documents.

"Pleasure doing business—"

Xia Yu and Indira shook hands over the tea table.

"Chef Xia, regarding the transfer of cultivation technology, you might want to reconsider. I can exchange it for a Lin-tier recipe," Indira said respectfully.

"Uh..."

Feeling helpless, Xia Yu was still learning about cultivation technology himself.

The key was that the fertilizers provided by the system were too dominant.

As his knowledge in horticulture and agronomy accumulated, Xia Yu increasingly felt that the thriving fantasy plants in his garden were full of sci-fi elements, almost as if Golden Kela was leveling everything.

But he didn’t want to continue being so confused.

Cultivation technology was also valuable. Now, even a distinguished Lin chef like Indira had to repeatedly come and earnestly plead, continuously raising her offer.

Unfortunately.

Since Xia Yu himself had not yet fully grasped the technical details, he could only talk around the subject.

Seeing Xia Yu being tight-lipped, Indira had no choice but to give up.

She knew better than Xia Yu what cultivation technology meant—it represented a golden mine-like production supply line.

Being the latest supplier of fantasy spices would undoubtedly bring immense wealth.

After seeing Indira off.

Xia Yu was in a good mood, humming a tune as he returned to his bedroom on the second floor of his own store.

"System, record the recipe!"

He touched the recipe documents, instructing.

"Ding, upon testing, the recipe’s level is too high. Simplified sorting will cost 20,000 Fame Points. Do you want to record it?"

20,000?

Xia Yu hadn’t expected that even recording recipes would now consume Fame Points. Guarding several hundred thousand Fame Points on his person, he felt a sense of crisis creeping in.

"Record it!"

Grinding his teeth, he watched as the text information appeared on his retina, gradually becoming engrossed.

A magnificent, mysterious killing recipe in the realm of curry!

He needed to refer to it, standing on the shoulders of other chefs to quickly build his own repository.

...

September 15th arrived in a flash.

Cars from outside the campus filled the parking lot.

From a distance, Far Moon’s iconic venue, ’Moon Heaven,’ was emitting an exciting atmosphere.

Social elites alighted from their cars and proceeded into the venue, taking their seats in the designated VIP area.

Takai Masashi and Hase Ichiro took their seats.

"I didn’t expect this year’s Far Moon Autumn Election to be so popular," Takai Masashi observed the nearby special guest seats, a few familiar faces surprising him.

The HOB Food’s Chiben Natsuka and Chiben Orin siblings were present.

The great four families, Yuchuan Family, Chiyoda Family, including Hasegawa Family, and the Dubian family, had many special chefs attending in person.

Even Yuchuan Family Head, Yuchuan Xin was there, and Takai Masashi saw the long-absent Yuchuan Ayaka sitting with a teenage girl who bore a vague resemblance to her.

"I heard that Chef Xia is chairing this autumn selection?" Hase Ichiro said.

"That’s what the news says, and the reporters have asked many Far Moon students. Chef Xia is already an instructor for the Execution Committee."

Takai Masashi said, "I didn’t expect him to have such organizational skills at such a young age."

"The current generation’s atmosphere in this Fall Selection is coming at us head-on——"

The leader of Takai Group highly praised the young instructor.

On the other side.

Members of the Polar Star Dormitory had gathered.

"Go Makki!"

Yoshino Yuuki shouted loudly. She was the leader of the support group, holding a flag in her hand that bore the words "Must Win" in large characters.

Makki’s parents, Sen Tian City and Sen Tian Airu, had arrived.

Sen Tian City tightly gripped his wife’s sweat-soaked hand, incessantly whispering comfort, "Airu, it’s okay. Even if we lose, Makki won’t be disheartened. She has grown up."

The father’s tone was filled with pride.

Who could have imagined that the girl who once failed the entrance exams at Far Moon Junior High School would, as a transfer student at Far Moon High School, make a name for herself and pass the preliminary round of the Fall Selection with a top score of 98 points?

A truly legendary journey.

"Senior Sister Sen Tian, go for it——"

Many students from Far Moon Junior High were also at the scene.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting. Now, the official competition of the Fall Selection, the first round, the first match, officially begins!"

Kawashima Reika shouted.

The cheers thundered through the arena.

"Everyone, please look at the judges’ seats——"

The camera immediately zoomed in on a close-up of the judges’ seats.

Thus, the five judges appeared before the eyes of the onsite audience and those watching the live broadcast.

The in-person Food Demon King, Tiqie Xianzuowen.

The internationally renowned female Lin Chef, Indira.

The manager of the IGO Neon Department, Shinohara Shigetaro.

A member of the Far Moon Board of Directors and the group’s head chef, Dojima Yin.

"The fifth place——"

At this moment, the camera moved to the side of the stadium.

A young man was waving his hand as he walked out of the tunnel; he was late, having just come from backstage.

"Sorry, I had some things to instruct them on," Xia Yu said as he took his seat at the judges’ table, addressing the Far Moon Commander at the center.

"Wow, it’s Instructor Xia!"

"It’s Instructor Xia!"

"Oh my God, the lineup of judges is so impressive. The tension of the preliminaries can’t even compare to now!"

The audience didn’t find it improper for a young man to appear at the judges’ table.

Subconsciously, they’d already placed Xia Yu on the same level as top-tier chefs like Dojima Yin and Shinohara Shigetaro.

Corridor.

Thud thud thud...

The footsteps of two closely-matching rivals.

Though they were rivals in a life-or-death match, Sen Tian Makki and Tiqie Ailisha walked side by side down the corridor.

Finally, the moment the lights of the stadium shone upon them, Tiqie Ailisha voluntarily stopped, turned towards Makki’s back, and said, "Cooking is an art. The more you delve into it, the more it will shine with a beautiful radiance."

"Sen Tian Makki, today I will make your heart and soul flutter with my dishes!"

Her stride paused slightly.

"Ailisha, I know Yu has been tutoring you for ten days. Just now backstage, he only gave me one sentence..."

Even though her back was turned, Tiqie Ailisha seemed to see a serene smile on the girl’s face.

"He said, ’I just need to be myself to easily win this victory.’"

Upon hearing this, her pupils slightly shrank.

For some reason, Tiqie Ailisha felt a sudden surge of nameless rage.

"Are you underestimating me!"

"Compared to ten days ago, I am now unprecedentedly powerful..."

"I see..."

Her light, flippant tone made Ailisha feel the frustration of punching cotton.

She wanted to make a harsh retort, but the girl had already gracefully walked out of the tunnel, receiving the cheers of the audience.