Clanging, clanging.

On the tracks, in the smoothly running tram car, Kohei Soma's hands on his knees kept clenching tightly, ignoring the eyes of the passers-by, and there were words in his mouth:

"That's amazing...... Awesome......"

The image in the mind of this original original brand pig's foot still stays in the large open kitchen on the third floor of "Akitaso".

An elite chef with an extremely eye-catching dress and temperament bows his head at the table.

Quiet atmosphere.

No one disputed the result of the 'United Halberd'.

In the center of the picture, the 'hidden king' Tokiyama Hyogoro in the wheelchair is a laughing and infectious expression, and the young chef who is in the focus of the camera and is stared at by Tokiyama Hyogoro with terrifying and respectable eyes......

It's like being on top of a mountain.

For some reason, Kohei Sojin had this feeling, "The top of the mountains?" Why do you feel that 'the top of the stars' is more appropriate, the originally bright star curtain is dim because of this person! ”

"Toot toot."

The message of the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated and made Kohei Sojin break free from the incident about half an hour ago.

That's right.

He was on the train back to Kohei Restaurant, instead of leaving the late-night chef's headquarters, and went straight back to Yuanyue with Xia Yan and his party.

"Before you know it, most of this semester has passed."

Kohei Soma muttered that there happened to be a few days off on Saturday and Sunday after the accommodation training, and he planned to go back to Kohei Restaurant to clean and ventilate.

Of course, Kohei, the pig's foot, didn't know, because the trajectory of the original book had been deviated and distorted, and the plot of his return to the restaurant and the confrontation with the 'alchemist' Ruishan Ezuya was cut off to make fried chicken nuggets to save the business of the shopping street.

SMS is displayed on the screen:

[Have you already come out of that place?] 】

Sender's note, Daddy.

Kohei Chuangzhen thought about it, and replied by typing:

[It was very smooth, and the actual halberd and cooking duel only broke out once. 】

The train continued to move on.

After a while, the second text message from the "Shura" father came:

[So.] 】

[Chuangzhen, have you gained anything? (=^^=)】

Not pouting like you used to.

Kohei Chuangzhen looked serious and replied:

[Yes, I may have understood the higher realm, the higher level of 'texture', the soul of the ultimate cuisine that can defeat all elite late-night chefs with just a light wisp......]

Medicine Daddy: ??!

……

After Xia Yan and his entourage visited and left.

"Akitadaso", the conference room, after the decision passed unanimously was implemented immediately, Cai Bo Chaoyang showed an inexplicable smile on his face, and his body movements were extremely relaxed, and he leaned back to the chair behind him.

"The flock has finally found a stronger head."

He sighed and rejoiced.

Caibo Chaoyang understands very well that the so-called 'leader' title on his head is only limited to this island and one country, and it is nothing after it goes beyond the boundary.

Moreover.

His own cooking skills are far from being arrogant to neon, so he said that the cheap adoptive father has the name of "Shura" and the legendary graduate of Yuanyue, only Bo Chaoyang knows that he will not be able to catch up in a short time.

However, unlike before, after this incident, Cai Bo Chaoyang suddenly realized the gap between him and the adoptive father of "Shura".

It is a difference in 'texture'.

In other words.

The direction in which he is heading is no longer a fog, like finding a lighthouse and a morning star!

There was silence in the room.

Late-night chefs such as Koma, Shaqi, and Banibel are really uncomfortable with the sudden change of dynasty, after all, the change of the Dawang Banner is too fast, and it feels absurd and childish.

The attitude of Caibo Chaoyang, the "Emperor Taishang", is also very strange. Love more than the book city

"Everyone!"

Cai Bo Chaoyang cleared his throat and glanced at the instant message that had just popped up on the private chat box on his phone.

Obviously, that is the new boss who has taken office.

"The boss said that the system is as usual, and he has no intention of reforming it."

Including Tokiyama Hyogoro, everyone nodded.

To put it bluntly, the 'late-night cook' is a special trade union organization, and the system is very idle, and the members rarely meet in normal times, and they operate in their own territories.

The meaning of its existence is nothing more than to integrate a group of unscrupulous chefs to form a large-scale force, at least when it competes with a food empire on the surface, such as "Far Moon", and will not be crushed into slag by the wheels of the chariot.

Of course, within the trade union organization, a series of exchanges and exchange rules have also greatly facilitated this group of chefs.

"Besides—"

Caibo Chaoyang seemed to put himself in the position of the secretary, and his eyes swept over the high-level people present:

"The boss said that if any of you can completely break away from your respective 'treasures' and rely on pure skill to cook a real 'special dish', then he will give a special reward."

"A reward that is enough for you to transform further!"

"One step to the sky!"

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Cai Bo Chaoyang's voice was slightly low.

At this moment, the chefs couldn't help but be stunned.

"Treasures", of course, refers to their kitchen utensils.

Completely disconnected from kitchenware?

Use the purest and most primitive art to cook 'special dishes'?

Koma, Shaqi and others, the first thought in their hearts was impossible!

"Why do you want to get rid of the kitchenware?"

"Yes, yes, isn't kitchenware also a part of comprehensive cooking!"

All of a sudden, the conference room was noisy.

Caibo Chaoyang just quietly looked at the noisy elite chefs, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious, and gradually revealed ridicule, "Heh, look, such a group of chefs can't cook without kitchenware." ”

He thought with a sneer in his heart.

It is precisely because of the strange ability of the "Interlaced Blade" that Cai Bo Chaoyang is far more deeply aware of the so-called treasure once he loses it than the late-night cooks present.

It doesn't matter if it's plundered, damaged or destroyed.

In short, the loss of the Noble Phantasm will be a fatal blow to this group!

Think of it.

Cai Bo Chaoyang glanced at the chat box on the mobile phone screen, and the airborne boss arranged the affairs of the organization in just a sentence or two.

It looks like a salted fish, and the arrangement of the shopkeeper is shaken.

In Caibo Chaoyang, it has a far-reaching meaning that makes his scalp tingle:

"System, is it really business as usual?"

"Huh."

"With this one piece of advice, it can be established as a new purpose of the organization!"

"What is reform, prospects, blueprints......

Caibo Chaoyang exclaimed.

The "system" of an organization is only superficial.

What really made the boss want to change was probably the order between the late-night cooks.

Cooking skills that don't rely entirely on the existence of kitchen utensils!

An art that can be used without kitchen utensils!

"Could it be that the only correct path and truth for our group of people to go to a higher level is the unity of kitchen utensils and skills?"

Cai Bo Chaoyang's eyes widened, his breathing was short, and the back of his head leaned heavily against the back of the chair

This wave is called tactical retreat.

What is a wise and wise leading brother?

That's it!