Chapter 106, Returning to the original owner, the prodigal son turns back
Mimasaku Subaru held the cooking table with both hands and gritted his teeth.
"This is the ruling and oath between the two parties. It is signed by the commander-in-chief. Based on the current battle situation, the bet will be executed." The uncle of the food department came to the ring with two pieces of A4 paper.
"Uh~~This is not true! My tracking technique is perfect, there is no way this situation will happen! There is no way my dishes will lose so miserably!" Mimasaku Subaru couldn't help it anymore and yelled out.
"What the hell, here's one." Shi Ke directly stuffed the bun into Meisaku Subaru's open mouth.
After tasting the delicious food, Meisaku Subaru was stunned for a moment and was speechless for a long time.
(Author (w): The possibility of being choked is not ruled out.)
Mimasaku Subaru slowly finished eating the buns, still a little unconvinced.
"You lose, accept your fate." Shi Ke put on his leather coat and shook his head.
"Are you laughing at my disastrous defeat? You are even more evil than me!" Meisaku Subaru came up and grabbed Shi Ke's collar, shouting at the top of his lungs.
The security guards rushed to the ring.
"It's okay. You don't have to come up." Shi Ke waved to the security guards to stop them.
Seeing that Shi Ke didn't care, Meisaku Subaru gritted his teeth and tried hard to knock him down for a long time.
As a result, Shi Ke looked at it calmly, motionless like a load-bearing pillar.
"Tsk~~Damn it! Damn it!!" Mizusaku Subaru ran out of strength and gave up grabbing his collar and instead knelt on the ground and pounded the floor.
"Look, your clothes have been stretched out of shape. My clothes are expensive, they are made of real leather." Shi Ke lowered his head and straightened his clothes, (w).
"Ah! Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up right now?!" Meisaku Subaru was very angry at Shi Ke's arrogance.
"No? I don't want to pay for medical expenses. I've endured it for a long time. Don't give me a chance to fight back. I won't be able to bear it anymore." Shi Ke took off half of his leather jacket and showed off his tendons.
Looking at this situation, Mimasaku Subaru felt aggrieved. He couldn't cook, couldn't quarrel, and probably couldn't fight. He had grown so big in vain.
Seeing Meisaku Subaru's aggrieved expression, Shi Ke smiled and put on his leather jacket again, "Hey. It's rare that you use your own strength to do your best to compete with others. How do you feel?"
Meisaku Subaru was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Tell me about it. How does it feel to not plagiarize?"
"I lost! I lost the game!"
"So what if you lose the game? I ask you how you feel?"
"Me!..., it's... not bad." Subaru turned his head.
"Yeah. You say no, but your body is honest." Shi Ke curled his lips, (w).
"Kakaka~~" A forklift came up holding the container.
Bang! Click! Squeak! The door of the container opened, and rays of knife light burst out. Rows of neat kitchen knives were hung on the shelves on the inner wall of the container, and tool boxes containing kitchen knives were stacked on the floor inside the container.
"Huh~~" Many students in the venue were breathing heavily.
"Oh, here we come." Shi Ke took out a small mazaar from the food box, and then dragged Mizuko Subaru to the container.
Shi Ke put down the small mazaar, picked up a kitchen knife, and asked Mizuko Subaru, "Whose knife does this belong to?"
"Wait a minute,..., this is the elegant Chinese kitchen knife of first grader Sekiguchi. The one he and I competed with was Mapo Tofu." Mimasaku Subaru took out a small book from his pocket and flipped through it.
"Yeah. You remember your opponent very clearly."
"They are meticulous and can't remember this. How can I still beat them?"
"hehe."
The head of the Shokuki Department, who looked like Mr. Sakamoto, came over and pushed up his glasses with his hands behind his back, "The kitchen utensils that Mimasaku Subaru has obtained through Shokuki so far are all here. Now their master is you, Shike.
classmate."
"Yeah. Let me handle it, right?"
"Um."
"You can make a lot of money by selling scrap metal..." Shi Ke looked at the container and touched his chin, (_).
"Ah?!" The minister and Mimasaku Subaru looked confused when they heard this.
Takmi, who had been expressionless in the audience, suddenly lost his expression, Σ(っ°Д°;)っ, "Boss, forget it if you don't pay me back, don't sell scrap metal!"
Everyone in Jiexing was stunned, (⊙x⊙;), "Sell...sell scrap metal? Shouldn't the property be returned to its original owner?"
"Selling scrap metal seems a bit wasteful. Guan Kou Elegance! Where is Guan Kou Elegance? Come out." Shi Ke shouted, holding up Guan Kou Elegance's kitchen knife.
"It's coming! It's coming, it's coming!" A young man with an air of irony and innocence ran out of the auditorium.
"Brother, have you brought any money?" Shi Ke turned around and said with a smile.
"I brought it. What's the matter?"
"Redeem the knife. Isn't it too much to take it back for free? You have to pay me some for my labor. The price is negotiable. You can figure it out for yourself. I won't mark the price." Shi Ke raised his eyebrows, (w).
As soon as these words were said, many students began to dig into their pockets and count their money.
Shi Ke happily sat on the horse and rubbed his hands, preparing to collect money.
The people in Jixing who were preparing to come down to celebrate were also confused by Shi Ke's actions and didn't know whether it was better to go up or down.
"Wow! Why does Mr. Shi Ke behave like he has never seen money? You are so shameless!" Yuji scratched her head impatiently.
"Maybe he is afraid that someone will not accept it? Maybe he will feel better if he buys it back?" Daigo Aoki said, licking his cheek.
"Hmm. That's right? How can you not set a price for money? Mr. Shi Ke is so kind-hearted that he even considered the issue of face and said it was a labor fee." Xiao Hui said, waving her hand.
(Author: Don't make trouble, I understand him, this guy just wants to make some pocket money.
Shi Ke raised his fist: Don't slander me.
The author didn't say anything and ran away quickly.
Shi Ke put away his fist: This time he learned to be smarter.)
After a while, Shi Ke made a lot of money. It seemed that these guys really liked their kitchen knives, and none of them gave them less.
"Oh no... no one is smart, and I won't say anything if you give me less. Am I short of money?" Shi Ke took advantage of it and behaved well.
"Shi Kejun, thank you. This was given to me by my mother when she passed away. It is a relic she gave me... Thank you, thank you very much!" A girl hugged the tool box she took back and thanked Shi Ke.
"Why are you thanking me? Study hard and don't gamble with your mother's relics. If you really love it, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it for anything." Shi Ke just replied coldly.
"Uh~oooooooo~~" the little girl ran away crying.
"I can't stand it any longer." Yuji came over, (e), "Shike-kun, you've gone too far! Even girls are crying because of you."
"She can use her mother's relics as a bet, why can't I say that to her? Chinese people attach great importance to filial piety. Family relics cannot be used for gambling, unless... it is a matter of life and death." Shi Ke said lightly.
Yes, his eyes are as sharp as a knife.
"Shi Ke-kun, please don't be so serious. You're not used to it. I didn't say what you did was wrong, it was just that you were too cruel. She is a girl after all." Yuji was a little frightened.
"Huh... focus on the key points so that she can remember it in her heart. Okay, let's change back to how we were before." Shi Ke smiled like a Yukihira, (w).
"Huh... Shi Ke-kun is still very comfortable like this. I'm going to leave now. I'll see you in the auditorium later." Yuji stuck out her tongue and ran away, (＞＜)☆.
"Huh~~ It's time." Mimasaku Subaru looked at the eyes of the students around him who had taken away their kitchen utensils, and lowered his head sincerely, "I will leave Totsuki, and from now on... I will never cook again.
.To lose the competition in such an ugly situation, I no longer have the face to continue working as a chef."
"Are you planning to take revenge on me through this?" Shi Ke squatted in front of Meisaku Subaru who was kneeling on the ground, (_).
"Um? No. I just don't have the shame to be a chef anymore. I lost so miserably."
"Then it's pointless for me to have been chatting with you for so long today, trying my best to prevent you from losing too miserably?"
"Oh." Mimasaku Subaru responded, and when he realized something was wrong, a vein popped up on his forehead, "Um? Are you letting yourself go? No, I'm not a miserable loser, am I? I was completely tortured by my own skills!"
"Tch...can I use your skills? Just tell me a few words, and you believe it?"
"Your imitation! Your tracking!"
"I just learned their faces and speaking styles, okay? Have you ever seen Kurokiba Ryo kneading dough? Or have you seen Yukihira Souma frying buns? The techniques are all my own, okay?"
"You lied to me?" Meisaku Subaru was completely stunned.
"No. I did imitate it, but only the appearance, not the core technology. In the final analysis, you are not meticulous enough. It's just a psychological game. You panic when you see something that is not planned."
"What?!" Subaru Meisaku thought carefully.
"Take your time and think about it. Takmi, yours is the only one left. You don't want it anymore?" Shi Ke looked at Takmi who was still in the audience.
Takmi walked out of the audience with a sullen face, "Now that he belongs to you, how can I accept it?"
"You didn't bring any money, did you?" Shi Ke tilted his head.
"That's right! I just didn't bring any money! Is that okay?" Tucker Mina was furious when the secret was revealed!
"Take it back." Shi Ke picked up the knife box and threw it to Tuckermi, "I don't have time to help you with maintenance. I have more knives than you, so I'm tired enough. You can give me the money when you have time, anyway.
You're a guy who won't owe money without paying it back. I know that."
"...Okay. I'll accept it. I'll give you the money when I get back." Takmi thought about it and accepted it. After all, it's really possible that Shi Ke doesn't do maintenance.
"Misaku Subaru!" Takemi looked at Mimasaku Subaru.
"Uh~~"
"I lost to you, I lost completely. But, I will never lose to you again next time! If you think one step more than me, I will think two steps more than you! No, I will think ten more steps.
Step by step!! I will pay you back the humiliation you caused me! Don't even think it's over like this! Do you hear me? Mizuko!" Takemi yelled at Mizuko Subaru.
"And you too... Shi Ke... I'm sorry, I still can't accept your charity. I want to take this knife back from you with my own hands through the food halberd. Before that, this knife will be stored with you for the time being.
By the way." Takmi stuffed the tool box into Shi Ke's arms, turned around and left, stunned.
"Force me. I don't like others to act cool in front of me... Hey, scrap recycling station? Do you collect kitchen knives there? Hmm. They are made of iron. They weigh two or three kilograms." Shi Ke muttered.
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Whoa!!" Tuckermi immediately turned around and snatched the tool box back, his face turning red every time, "You guy! Bad taste! Completely bad taste!"
"I don't have time to help you keep the kitchen knife. If you fail to win in ten or eight years, how much maintenance fee will I have to pay?" Shi Ke looked stingy, (e).
After hearing this, Tucker Mi almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "You're so cruel! I'll challenge you to a duel!"
"Yes. I'm happy to accompany you." Shi Ke smiled.
Takmi took the box and left.
"Misaku Subaru, don't think that one competition can take away all the pride of others. Do you want to give up? None of the chefs you defeated has given up on being a chef. You should have understood this truth a long time ago, right?
Even if we lose completely today, as long as people are still there, we will still open the shop early tomorrow morning. This is the chef. Take away the kitchen utensils? I can’t cook without your kitchen knife? Childish! Of course, my skills are so poor.
If you are in such a bad situation, then you really shouldn’t be a chef. Otherwise, it will be troublesome for others to eat up their stomachs. Think about it carefully. Mizuko Subaru.”
"..." Meisaku Subaru lowered his head and pondered, and Shi Ke left the ring with a smile.
Meisaku Subaru thought for a while, picked up the golden emoticon package that looked the same as him that Shi Ke had placed next to him, ate it, wiped his tears after eating, and left the ring.
"I see, thank you!"
"Next, let's invite the contestants for the second round of the semi-finals! Yukihira Souma versus Ha! Yama! Ryo!" Rei Kawashima's host voice came from the speakers.