Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 475 - 474: A Gentle Throat-Slashing

Chapter 475: Chapter 474: A Gentle Throat-Slashing

"Gourmet Beast!"

Many chefs called out in unison, and the name echoed throughout the competition arena.

"Is this the Gourmet Beast?!"

"Wow!"

"I’ve only heard of its name before, even though I’ve tasted dishes made from ’Gourmet Beast Meat.’ But to actually see a living one? This is really rare!"

Many gourmands’ eyes sparkled with excitement.

Inside the cage was a big pig weighing over a hundred kilograms.

To call it a big pig didn’t seem right, though; it had the head of a pig, but its body resembled a spotted cow—huge, fat, and entirely mismatched with its porcine head. What was even more bizarre was the pair of bald wings extending from the creature’s back.

A strange sight to behold.

With elements of a cow, a pig, and a bird, it had been dubbed "Gourmet Beast" by the Gourmet Hunters who discovered it, and the name had stuck ever since.

Miss Chiyoda Aichi, the hostess, introduced just in time, "The Gourmet Beast, one of the fantastical creatures that can now be bred in captivity, possesses flavors of beef, pork, and poultry in different parts of its body. Its bones can be used to make a rich, hearty stock, and the female Gourmet Beast even produces high-quality fantastical milk... Simply put, it’s a rare ingredient that’s covered in deliciousness from head to toe!"

An audience member near the stage suddenly shouted,

"Miss Chiyoda, why are contestants Xia Yu and Bernard both requesting a live ’Gourmet Beast’? Could you tell us more about the situation?"

"Uh, this..."

Chiyoda Aichi was at a loss for words.

However, an event in the competition provided her a reprieve from the awkward moment.

Xia Yu took out a large suitcase that he had brought with him and slammed it onto the cooking station. Click—the latches came loose, revealing inside three knives, gleaming coldly!

A small carving knife.

A medium-sized Breaking Army Saber with a long, slender blade.

And the Greed Wolf Saber he had won not long ago at the Far Moon Board of Directors meeting, by defeating the tycoon Sekiya Takashi through a food battle!

In terms of appearance, the Greed Wolf Saber resembled a large machete—exaggerated and brimming with fierce bandit vibes. When the camera swept over it, there was a collective gasp from the audience.

"Such a huge knife, it must be heavy. Can it be used to process food?"

The audience was stupefied.

"Huh?!"

As it was an international event, there were many chefs and professionals from Chinese Land in zone A, including Zhu Qing. All of them stood up in shock, eyes burning, upon seeing the three knives in Xia Yu’s suitcase.

"The Seven Stars Knife, why is it in Japan?" Zhu Qing’s smile had frozen into a slight stupor.

"A descendant of the Lei Family?"

"I thought that lineage had disappeared? The Seven Stars Knife hasn’t been seen for a long time!"

In a short span of time, exclamations in Chinese overpowered the noise.

Xia Yu, however, couldn’t care less about the outside commotion.

He had to use these three knives; otherwise, his ability would decrease.

Since he possessed them, he might as well flaunt them openly—second-guessing was not in his nature!

"Oh—"

Chiyoda Aichi suddenly exclaimed, "Contestant Bernard has already made the first move!"

While Xia Yu was opening the case, Bernard had taken a step ahead and ordered the staff to open the cage. The ’Gourmet Beast,’ as if understanding its grim fate, burst out in anger, only to be nimbly dodged by Bernard with a swift sidestep. And then, with a slash, the ’Gourmet Beast’ was hanging in the air; it turned out its legs had been shackled, and upon being released from the cage, it was suspended half a meter from the ground.

The hundred-kilogram pig struggled fiercely on the rack.

Bernard, expressionless, grabbed a pointed knife and another long metallic object. He first used the pointed knife to cut open the main artery beneath the pig’s neck, whoosh—blood gushed out like a fountain. People screamed, expecting the Gourmet Beast to struggle desperately, but didn’t anticipate a long cylindrical metal object being thrust smoothly into the arterial opening. As a good part of it disappeared into the pig’s body, the ’Gourmet Beast’ flailed its limbs for the last time, dead.

This was a common slaughtering method: using a pointed knife to cut the neck and the long rod to pierce the heart through the main artery, swiftly ending the life of the beast-like ’Gourmet Beast.’

The scaffolding clicked as it changed direction, and the deceased ’Gourmet Beast’ was tilted sideways, its blood flowing profusely into a basin that had been prepared on the ground.

Bernard had prepared two basins and stood waiting for a few seconds. As the first gush of inferior-quality blood plasma drained away, he swiftly replaced it with another basin to collect the fresh ’blood of cow-pig-bird.’

The blood of the fantastical livestock was quite stunning, a deep red with a faint shimmer, like the noble liquid in a vampire’s goblet.

Seeing this, many chefs had already roughly guessed Bernard’s recipe.

"So, it’s that kind of delicacy, indeed a classic of French cuisine!"

"Boudin noir, huh!"

The discussions came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone turned their gaze to the young man who was also standing in front of the iron cage, gripping a rugged broad cleaver in his hand, looking somewhat stupefied. Hey, he wasn’t planning on using that cleaver to slaughter the pig, was he?

Xia Yu answered them with his actions.

Click.

The door of the iron cage opened, and at the moment the enraged ’cow-pig-bird’ burst out, Xia Yu, with the knife in his right hand swung out in a flash. Whoosh, a dazzling blade light burst forth, and two seconds later, the ’cow-pig-bird’ was suspended upside down and eerily still, hardly struggling in the air.

A sudden uproar spread as the audience’s eyes widened while staring at the screen.

A slash wound appeared beneath the ’cow-pig-bird’s’ neck, from where blood gushed out like a fountain. However, the ’cow-pig-bird’, not yet dead, seemed to feel not the slightest pain.

This was the classic throat-cutting method of bleeding out, starkly different from Bernard’s method of a lethal strike to the heart.

"Zongwei, did you see that clearly?"

Dojima Yin was deeply shaken.

Tiqie Zongwei shook his head, his eyes filled with shock, "In that instant, it seemed like there was only one cut, but also as if several cuts were made."

"No, there was just one cut!"

Zhu Qing spoke slowly, her beautiful eyes also carrying an indescribable shock, "One cut to sever the veins, arteries, esophagus, and windpipe beneath the neck, without damaging the spinal cord... The key is, why didn’t the animal struggle or scream? Did it really feel no pain..."

The trio from IGO’s Neon Department, Shinohara, Aoki, and Reiko, appeared quietly in the corner of the venue, silently watching the performance of the chefs on stage.

They were assigned to Zone B and would compete in two days. Today’s matchups in Zone B involved two wealthy family teams, far less story-driven and intriguing than the battles between the two major academies in Zone A.

"The ’throat-cutting method’ of slaughter is never suitable for fantastical livestock like the cow-pig-bird!" Aoki Motota said in a subdued voice.

Liangzi Lina, with eyes like deep pools, whispered softly, "The throat-cutting method is more brutal, typically the livestock would die in agony, struggling violently, but he broke that norm. That cow-pig-bird probably didn’t even realize it had its throat cut, such a gentle throat-slash!"

"A gentle throat-slash?"

Shinohara and Aoki shuddered at the thought.

Let alone people, if livestock unknowingly met King Yanluo under such circumstances, they would certainly weep about their injustice.

In the guest seats, Ghost Father Tiqie Ji with his darkly styled demeanor, couldn’t help but straighten up in his seat, his attention captured by the fierce cleaver in the young chef’s hand. At the same time, Tiqie Ji heard the low chuckle of the adjacent magnate, Lei Zhe, "Such an interesting cutting technique!"

"How can it be..."

A hoarse voice rose from the audience seats.

Bernard’s pupils contracted as he thought to himself, "Is he planning to mimic my recipe and make boudin noir?"

"Heh, go ahead! How could an imitation beat the original!"

"The winner will definitely be me!"

Fifteen minutes later, Bernard bent down to lift a full basin of pig blood onto the cooking table. Xia Yu was about a minute behind him, which Xia Yu considered just right. He could watch Bernard while arranging the next cooking steps.

Gather the pig’s blood, meat, liver, and skin.

Then, prepare the spices.

Bernard calculated the amount of spices, "Need six teaspoons of salt, two teaspoons of Mojiao Lan and black pepper, one teaspoon of allspice, and minced onion..."

A pair of eyes, faintly radiating with a mysterious light, silently watched his every move.

Somehow, the venue had become completely quiet.

The engaged Bernard did not notice, but from the audience’s perspective, for the past half an hour, the actions of the two chefs were almost mirror images of each other.

Even the intricate details of handling ingredients and mixing spices were identical!