CHAPTER 685: CHAPTER 684: UNIFIED VOICE (PART 1)

The reward of 5 Talent Points directly hit Xia Yu’s sweet spot.

To reach the necessary 100 Talent Points to advance to the Lin level, there’s still quite a gap, so he had to seize every system task that offered Talent Points.

Let’s do it!

Xia Yu didn’t waste time talking to the system.

Task time was ticking away, a one-hour countdown, which meant that during this period, he could use half an hour to prepare everything and then spend the remaining 30 minutes serving 200 guests to achieve his goal.

The idle chatter of guests outside the tent was all white noise.

"Cooking equipment, let me count... a total of 6, with two cooking stations, I can set up six pots!"

He surveyed the kitchen environment.

"No way! The efficiency of six pots isn’t enough!"

With that, Xia Yu turned to Yoshino Yuji, who was laughing behind him, and said, "Yuji, find Aoki and Sato, go to the festival’s logistics department, and bring back another cooking station!"

"Huh?"

Yoshino Yuji turned around swiftly, pointing at the two stainless steel cooking stations inside the tent, puzzled, "These two stations are of medium size, with 3 usable stoves each. That’s not enough?"

Ichise Hui and Sen Tian Makoto were also taken aback.

"Not enough!"

Shaking his head with a definitive answer, Xia Yu smiled and said, "Get another one with five high-spec stoves."

"Hurry up—"

"Oh, oh!"

Yoshino Yuji saw Xia Yu’s serious expression, and immediately dashed off.

Next, Xia Yu turned to Ichise Hui and said, "Ichise, just as I mentioned before, you demonstrate first, let me see how you do it, and then I’ll do it myself later."

Ichise Hui opened his mouth, then lightly tapped his forehead, "Got it!"

An understanding also dawned in Sen Tian Makoto’s big eyes.

So that was it!

Inevitably, their thoughts raced back to the Sapporo competition, when the young instructor’s stunning debut was by replicating and improving opponents’ recipes. "The Beef, Pork, and Bird Blood Sausage" was still mentioned by many food magazines today.

Yet, this only deepened the curiosity in Makoto and Ichise Hui’s hearts.

Why so many cooking stoves?

Ichise Hui picked up the ingredients and set up a pot on one of the stoves, narrating as he worked, "Actually, my recipe isn’t complicated, treating it as a taro vegetable beef hot pot would be just fine..."

Chopped taro into small pieces.

Enoki mushrooms, fresh mushrooms, white radish, spinach bundles, etc.

Seemingly thrown in randomly, yet after a few minutes, the pot suddenly emitted a fresh fragrance, bursting with the vigor of nature!

Immediately, the waiting guests became restless.

"Ahhh, this smell is irresistible!"

"Give me a portion!"

"Student Ichise, I came just for you, here, this is a 5000 denominated gourmet coupon, please give me a portion too!"

Yoshino Yuji called the festival’s logistics staff, bringing back a high-spec cooking station with five stoves, yet witnessing a chaotic scene where diners nearly overwhelmed the tent.

"Ah, everyone line up orderly!" she shouted anxiously.

Bang!

The pot lid covered abruptly, the aroma vanished, and the affected guests instantly quieted, the chaos dissipating into the air.

Ichise Hui calmly turned back and asked, "Instructor Xia, is it ready?"

"Yes, that’s enough!"

Xia Yu replied.

"System: Successfully learned the recipe ’Taro Vegetable Beef Hot Pot’ (Blue, Regular Killing)."

Killing Recipe!

Receiving the system information, Xia Yu couldn’t help but be amazed.

This was a regular killing recipe below the top grade, yet represented the peak level of the Ten Masters of Far Moon.

Bowing his head in thought for a minute or two, he organized the newly obtained recipe information in his mind, even communicating with Chef God Space, practicing on the spot to increase proficiency, avoiding any awkward mistakes later.

A voice woke him up:

"The third cooking station won’t fit in the kitchen!"

Yoshino Yuji was sweating profusely, directing staff to move facilities, but no matter how they adjusted, there wasn’t enough space.

"Then let’s remove the tent, and cook in the open air!"

Thus, the ’Polar Star Dormitory Taro Boil Festival’ truly turned into an open-air restaurant, with chefs cooking and diners enjoying the cuisine in the open.

Diners surged forward, using gourmet coupons to divvy up the hot pot cooked by Ichise Hui.

Those who didn’t get any kept waiting, but when they saw Ichise Hui hand an apron to an unfamiliar guy with a mask and knitted hat, then helped him put it on, the guest protested:

"Get him out of here!"

"Out! Our only choices are Ichise and Chef Sen Tian’s taro boil!"

Oh, it’s lively!

On the outskirts of the crowd, Tang Yuqiong held a filming pole, having just wandered over here. She raised the pole high, her phone easily capturing the inner scene—

Three large cooking stations were joined end to end to form a circle, encircling a mysterious chef within.

But the layers of guests, both outer and inner, were not here for this chef.

Hearing the noisy heckles, Tang Yuqiong found it amusing and said to her live streaming audience with a smile, "Let’s stick around here and watch the excitement."

"What’s up with these sounds?"

Chen Yang and the blonde Lin were also drawn over.

"Silence—"

Suddenly, a scolding voice rang out, quelling the commotion, Xia Yu fearlessly faced the guests’ angry eyes and shrugged, "Could you give me a moment of silence? Just for a little while. If you’re not satisfied with the food later, you’re free to refuse paying with gourmet coupons."

The trouble with an open-air kitchen was being too close to the guests.

Especially with negative voices constantly sounding in his ears, even with a good mindset, Xia Yu felt annoyed.

"Very well!"

Seeing the positive effect of his scolding, Xia Yu nodded and glanced at the task countdown:

"36 minutes 33 seconds."

This meant, aside from the surplus 6 minutes and 33 seconds, he had to spend the last 30 minutes accomplishing the task goal—

Serving two hundred diners!

Thump, thump, thump...

In one go, he turned and set up all the spare cooking pots, the spectators counted with their mouths agape:

"10 pots?"

"Is he planning to cook 10 pots of taro stew in one go?"

"What a joke, ten-person cloning technique?! Moreover, this blend of cooking is simply lousy, low-grade pig food!"

Even Makoto, Ichise Hui, and other Polar Star members wore dumbfounded expressions.

On the periphery, seeing Xia Yu pull out a pair of chopsticks, holding only chopsticks in hand with no intention of using a ladle, or wooden spatula, Chen Yang and Tang Yuqiong’s faces changed color simultaneously.

"Could it be..."

In their doubting thoughts, Xia Yu had already started to move.

Without hastily adding water to the pot, he grabbed the oil bottle to pour oil into each pot. If you looked closely, Xia Yu stirred the chopsticks at the bottom of the pot, as if forming a mysterious vortex, so the newly poured oil drizzled evenly over the pot bottom region, without needing kitchen paper to spread the oil evenly.

Snap!

Then, he ignited the fire, and almost simultaneously, the ten pots emitted sizzling sounds.

"That sound!"

Quite a few guests possessing some culinary skills shouted, changing their expressions, "So synchronized, consistent... why does it feel like it’s being smartly controlled!"

Indeed.

The ten pots emitted sizzling sounds in unison, the sounds did not rise or fall behind, like a sudden grand chorus of cuisine, stunning anyone listening.

At this moment, Ichise Hui watched Xia Yu take a large plate, placing taro slices into the pot close to the bottom, this step clearly labeled ’frying.’ His eyes twinkled rapidly, "My recipe has indeed been modified by the instructor!"

"What is the purpose of treating the taro slices this way?"

"Hmm?"

Ichise Hui was shocked, "Tofu was also pre-fried, and together with the taro!"

Watching Xia Yu just using chopsticks, his figure moving back and forth in front of the three cooking stations and ten pots, Ichise Hui concentrated on watching, subconsciously wondering, "To what extent can the instructor improve my recipe..."