The Glowing Cuisine Conquers the Tongue of God
Chapter 6 - The Arrival of the God’s Tongue

Chapter 6 The Arrival of the God’s Tongue

“It’s impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Senzoemon waved his hand, not believing that anyone could perfectly replicate the golden fried rice of his master. That was something even his master’s uncle, Liu Long, had not been able to accomplish!

At this moment, Zhang Haoran’s heart was filled with immense surprise. He had never expected the star chef he discovered to be so extraordinary. This wasn’t just talent—it was a level beyond that!

He now wished he could immediately return to China, head to the two restricted areas, and bring Liu Long and Lan Long to witness the magic of the golden fried rice.

Let the two legendary chefs personally assess whether Li Yang’s golden fried rice was the same as the one made by the “God Chef” Liu. However, Zhang Haoran soon dismissed this thought.

Recently, there had been some issues in the two restricted areas in China. The two chefs couldn’t leave, and all the available top-tier chefs from China were being summoned to those areas. This was the reason he had traveled all the way to find Senzoemon to evaluate Li Yang.

Seeing that Senzoemon was having trouble believing that he had tasted the authentic golden fried rice, Zhang Haoran provoked him, saying, “If General Zikichie doesn’t believe it, you can personally witness it three days later!”

“After all, when I had the golden fried rice last night, when the lid was lifted, golden light and mist shot straight up to the ceiling, lighting up the entire dining hall. It was unforgettable!”

Senzoemon looked at Zhang Haoran in confusion. Seeing his firm expression, he began to waver.

“Did it really happen as you say?”

“Absolutely!”

“How old is this person now?”

“Official records show Li Yang is eighteen!”

Senzoemon gasped in disbelief.

“So young!”

“A youth of this age in our Far Moon Academy high school is just about to graduate… Are you sure he has the skill level of a four or five-star chef?”

Zhang Haoran, suppressing his excitement, replied earnestly, “Whether Li Yang has four or five-star skills, General Zikichie can witness it personally. What I say is not a lie, and even if it were, it wouldn’t become true.”

Senzoemon nodded.

“Alright, I’ll be there in three days.”

“If what you say is true, and that young man can make the golden fried rice just like my master, then I’ll have to go to the restricted area and personally bring this good news to Master Liu!”

Suddenly, Senzoemon yelled towards the door,

“Who’s out there?”

Outside, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard as someone ran away in panic. Zhang Haoran, somewhat concerned, said, “Could someone have planted a spy here?”

Senzoemon smiled and waved his hand.

“It’s not a spy. It’s just my granddaughter. She’s been eavesdropping outside for a while.”

Zhang Haoran realized, “General Zikichie’s granddaughter is that famous genius chef with the ‘God’s Tongue’ title, Erina Zikichie?”

Senzoemon’s expression became a little complex when he heard “God’s Tongue,” and he sighed.

“Ah, I wonder if this talent is a blessing or a curse for her.”

“My granddaughter is very proud. She doesn’t think much of her peers, nor does she regard even many renowned chefs highly, all because of the ‘God’s Tongue.’ Even the slightest flaw in a dish can’t escape her taste buds.”

“Now, she’s become more and more picky about food, and only dishes above 90 points can barely satisfy her taste buds… If this goes on, I’m worried she’ll lose interest in food altogether, which might lead to anorexia.”

Zhang Haoran thought for a moment.

“Then why was she eavesdropping just now?”

Senzoemon smiled.

“Though my granddaughter is proud, she still respects me as her grandfather. She comes to pay her respects every day.”

“Just now, she was probably coming in to greet me. But when she reached the door, she overheard you saying that a young man, Li Yang, is only eighteen and yet has the skills of a four or five-star chef.”

“I imagine she couldn’t accept it. The current top ten chefs at Far Moon Academy only have the level of barely a one-star chef. The rest are far from that level.”

“That young man, Li Yang, is about the same age as my granddaughter. Hearing that someone her age has skills far surpassing hers, of course, she would want to see for herself. She’s probably packing her bags right now, preparing to head to China.”

Senzoemon loved his granddaughter very much, and he looked at Zhang Haoran earnestly, asking, “Chairman Zhang, could you please take care of her while she’s in China?”

Zhang Haoran immediately agreed.

…

It was 6 p.m. again. Li Yang opened the roller door of the midnight restaurant as usual, preparing for business. But before that, he had just placed an order for a special kind of tofu from IGO’s ingredient supply platform.

Frosted Tofu!

This tofu was made from large tuna belly soybeans, containing premium marbled fat like high-grade wagyu beef, and it had a uniquely fresh fragrance.

Frosted Tofu was priced at three hundred yuan per hundred grams on the market. But Li Yang found a deal on his phone where he could buy it for only one hundred and fifty yuan per hundred grams, and he bought one kilogram of it.

From yesterday to today, Li Yang had barely managed to raise his magical Mapo Tofu from 85 points to 89, just shy of reaching the 90-point threshold. However, there had been no progress with Shao’an’s magical Mapo Tofu. The reason was simple—the tofu!

Shao’an’s Mapo Tofu needed a “crispy” texture in its tofu, but the tofu available in the market could never meet Li Yang’s needs. It was either too hard or too soft, but never crispy enough.

Even when he bought soybeans and made his own tofu, he could only barely reach 85 points. So, when Li Yang saw Frosted Tofu, he immediately placed the order. He had a feeling that once he had this tofu, his Mapo Tofu’s score would finally break the 90-point barrier.

As for whether it would reach 95 or 100 points, that would depend on his own skill.

Ding dong.

The bell at the door rang.

Li Yang looked up from behind the counter, saying, “Is IGO’s delivery speed that fast? I just placed the order ten minutes ago, and it’s already here… Huh? Oh, it’s just a customer. Welcome to the Midnight Restaurant~”

Li Yang looked at the two figures at the door. It wasn’t the delivery personnel from IGO, but two young girls dressed in school uniforms.