"An transfer student like you simply can't comprehend the rigorous training that internal students of Totsuki have endured for three years of middle school."
Hearing Erina's words, Soma Yukihira responded with an equally confident smile, "I don't know how brutal your so-called internal Totsuki promotions are, but don't underestimate people, you self-righteous woman!
Three years of middle school training? Don't get me wrong. Kids like me and Seiya, who grew up in family restaurants, have been wielding knives since we were three years old.
From the initial side dishes, knife skills, wok tossing, and heat control to the basics of cooking day after day, we've experienced at least ten years!
Have you ever tried fighting in the kitchen for at least ten hours a day? Have you ever spent consecutive days and nights researching new dishes and recipes?
Unlike you fancy Totsuki students, our practical experience spans over ten years. The mere three years of academy training you speak of is nothing more than child's play in our eyes."
Erina was undoubtedly furious that Soma Yukihira had mocked the Totsuki Academy she was so proud of. However, she wanted to retort, but she couldn't find a single point to refute.
The only thing she was curious about now was whether Soma Yukihira and the others really started wielding knives at the age of three and underwent various training from childhood, as he said.
Nagiri Senzaemon didn't choose to interrupt Soma Yukihira and Erina's argument.
Because as a leading figure in the culinary world, he knew that the other party was not lying just by looking at Soma Yukihira's hand.
The other party was only fifteen years old, but the thick calluses on his hands were not something someone who had only been learning to cook for a few years could have. They were proof of their hard work and sweat.
Nagiri Senzaemon didn't know how much Toichirō Yukihira had taught his son, but in terms of basic skills, no student in the entire Totsuki Academy could compare to Soma Yukihira.
"I am quite aware of your father's cooking skills. Even the current Totsuki instructors are far inferior to him.
And you, who have been educated by him since childhood, lost to that boy named Wenren Seiya. Can I assume that his mother, Wenren Qingying, has better cooking skills than your father? Or that he has experienced more training since childhood than you?"
Hearing Nagiri Senzaemon say that he was not as good as Seiya, Soma Yukihira immediately retorted, "I'm not inferior to that guy Seiya. He's just temporarily ahead!
I don't know how Aunt Wenren trained Seiya, but I'm sure that guy Seiya used to secretly work harder than me and added a lot of training for himself.
As for whether you ask who has better cooking skills, Aunt Wenren or my dad, I'm not sure either, because the dishes they cooked when running the restaurant were just their random creations.
In short, in my and Seiya's opinion, they should both be guys we can't surpass at this stage."
Nagiri Senzaemon and the others chatted, and soon the car drove into the street where Seiya's restaurant was located. However, the driver quickly turned back to Senzaemon and said, "Commander, the road ahead is impassable because there are too many people."
Hearing what his driver said, Senzaemon looked out the car window in surprise and said, "It seems your friend's restaurant is doing quite well."
Soma Yukihira said as if he was used to such situations, "It's not surprising. Seiya's restaurant is always busy. Now that my restaurant is temporarily closed, the customers have all gone to his place."
Due to the crowds, the car could not continue to drive in, so Nagiri Senzaemon and the others had to get out of the car and walk.
When Nagiri Erina and Hisako Arato got out of the car and looked at the long queue in front of them, their faces showed extremely surprised expressions.
Because of her "God Tongue" talent, Erina is often invited to well-known restaurants for food reviews, but she has rarely seen a restaurant's business be so good.
Leaving aside the level of the restaurant, in today's fast-paced life where time is money, so many people are willing to spend time waiting here, and seeing everyone leaving the restaurant with a satisfied expression is enough to show that the food here must have its unique features.
"I'll take you through the back streets, otherwise if we queue up with them, we probably won't get our turn before that guy Seiya closes up shop early again."
Wenren Restaurant used to be doing well, but the number of people queuing before was definitely not this many, so when he saw the scene in front of him, Soma Yukihira said he was a little surprised.
"I am now even more looking forward to the dishes made by your friend."
Originally, with his identity as the commander of Totsuki and Erina's "God Tongue", if they wanted to eat at that restaurant, not to mention queuing, the other party would send a special car to pick them up and wait for them.
However, this time they came uninvited, so seeing the long queue in front of them, they could only shamelessly follow Soma Yukihira to take a shortcut.
While Soma Yukihira was taking Erina and the others through the back streets, they first arrived at his own Yukihira Restaurant, and then were about to enter the restaurant through the connection between the two stores, but were stopped by a waiter.
"Excuse me, everyone, I'm really sorry. If you want to dine in our restaurant, please provide your number plate before entering."
"Number plate?" Looking at the waiter who stopped him, Soma Yukihira looked dumbfounded. He didn't remember that Seiya's restaurant needed this kind of thing to eat...
And who is this guy in front of him? Isn't the waiter Seiya hired that annoying woman?
How long has it been? Was that woman fired by Seiya?
"I'm very sorry, but if you don't have a number plate, we can't let you in, because there are still so many customers waiting to dine.
You can get a number here first, and we will notify you when it's your turn to dine."
When he saw the other party apologize with a smile and then hand him a note with the number "666" written on it, Soma Yukihira was stunned on the spot.
"That... I'm the owner's friend. Tell him, and he'll let us in."
Although he didn't know whether the "666" in his hand referred to the number of people or the number of tables, it was obvious that by the time his number was called, the daylilies would be cold. So Soma Yukihira thought about it and prepared to directly use his authority to take the fast VIP lane.
"Please don't make things difficult for us, because you are already the eleventh person today to say you are our boss's friend."
Soma Yukihira: "(￣◇￣;) What the hell? Do I need to lie to you?
My name is Soma Yukihira, and the Yukihira Restaurant next door is my home. Seiya and I grew up together naked!"
