"That young man also calls Karasaki Taki-senpai, so he must also be a Far Moon student. Maybe he's also an Elite Ten graduate."
"Looking at his age, he should be a current student, perhaps also an Elite Ten member."
After learning about Kikuchi Sonoka and Satou's backgrounds, the chefs immediately stopped talking and went about their work.
"Far Moon's Second Seat?"
Shiratsu Kotaro was also surprised, but then he composed himself and said somewhat coldly, "However, as newcomers who have just opened a restaurant, you still need a lot of learning. Work hard in the future, okay?"
"Even my lovely Jurio couldn't become an Elite Ten, how can such a little girl compare to my Jurio?"
Shiratsu Kotaro murmured to himself. He had always been bothered by his son not being able to become an Elite Ten, and he couldn't see at all how this somewhat delicate girl became an Elite Ten back then.
"Far Moon is truly unfair. The descendants of the Isshiki family and the Kinokuni family all became Elite Ten, but my Jurio, with such talent, couldn't become an Elite Ten."
He snorted lightly, clearly somewhat dissatisfied with Far Moon.
Isshiki Satoshi, Nene Kinokuni, and Shiratsu Jurio were all second-year students, but the former two became Elite Ten, while only the Shiratsu family lagged behind. This had always bothered him, as he never felt his son was inferior to anyone.
"I also need to get busy. This is a good opportunity for you too, so work hard."
Karasaki Taki said to Satou and Kikuchi Sonoka.
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
Kikuchi Sonoka quickly thanked her.
For some reason, seeing her large breasts, Karasaki Taki inexplicably became angry again, and then started to fiercely knead them again.
Kikuchi Sonoka was instantly hit hard, her small face turning pale with fright, tears almost flowing down.
After Karasaki Taki finished kneading and left contentedly, Kikuchi Sonoka remained dazed, her body trembling slightly, clearly having suffered severe physical and mental trauma.
"Kuguchi-senpai, are you alright?"
Satou walked over and asked with some concern.
"I'm fine."
Kikuchi Sonoka sighed, still a little scared, and said, "Taki is really terrifying."
Satou glanced at her large chest and nodded, saying, "Indeed, it's quite insane."
"Satou, then let's work hard together!"
Kikuchi Sonoka cheered up, her chest jiggling again, and said with a smile.
"Mhm."
Satou nodded and then began to work.
He crushed blueberries and cherries, then put them in a pan with a few spoonfuls of red wine, and began to cook them.
After Hinako Inui left yesterday, he tried making sauces, hoping to find the best sauce for that dish.
After several attempts, Satou finally chose blueberries, cherries, and red wine.
After a while, the sauce was ready.
"Is this the sauce for that dish?"
Kikuchi Sonoka leaned over, her cute little face full of curiosity.
"That's right."
Satou smiled, then scooped a spoonful and offered it to Kikuchi Sonoka's rosy little mouth, saying, "Kuguchi-senpai, would you like to try it?"
Kikuchi Sonoka's face flushed slightly, but she still opened her rosy little mouth and ate it.
"Ah, this sauce is very good; it has the sweet and sour freshness of cherries and blueberries, and the mellow flavor of red wine. It's excellent."
Kikuchi Sonoka's face showed a surprised expression as she said happily.
"Is that so?"
Satou smiled; with this, his dish was a success and could be added to Chunguo Pavilion's menu.
Then, he turned around and began to prepare yesterday's taro paste duck.
At this moment, some guests gradually walked into the hall.
"Oh, this baked cheese Italian pasta is truly excellent; the cheese flavor is rich and the texture is smooth. As expected of a famous Italian culinary master."
A middle-aged man wearing glasses and with a somewhat stern face tasted Shiratsu Kotaro's baked cheese Italian pasta, his eyes lighting up, and he praised it repeatedly.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Shiratsu Kotaro couldn't help but smile, clearly greatly enjoying others' praise. "Ando-sensei, if possible, I'd like to ask you to write a column for me."
This middle-aged man wearing glasses was named Anton Shingo, a writer who covered all aspects of food culture. He was very influential in the culinary field, but at the same time, many restaurants were ruined by his pen.
In fact, Shiratsu Kotaro had long wanted to ask him to write a column, but had never had the chance.
"That's fine, I'll consider it sometimes."
Anton Shingo thought for a moment and nodded.
"Is that so? Then I'll leave it to you."
Shiratsu Kotaro smiled slightly and said.
Just then, a rich aroma of duck meat wafted from next door. Anton Shingo twitched his nose, and his gaze was involuntarily drawn over.
Satou at the adjacent counter was bringing out the freshly baked taro paste duck.
"A dish using taro with duck meat?"
...
Anton Shingo's eyes lit up, and he walked over, saying, "May I taste this?"
"No problem."
Satou smiled and said.
Anton Shingo then put down the bowl of Italian pasta in his hand, picked up the dish, and then cut a piece of meat with a knife and fork, dipped it in a little sauce, and tasted it.
The duck meat was very tender, and when paired with taro paste, it had no fishy smell at all; instead, it had a fresh flavor. When combined with the sweet and sour sauce with a hint of red wine's astringency, it was simply delicious to the extreme.
"It's truly outstanding."
Anton Shingo's face showed an expression of surprise, and the baked cheese Italian pasta he had tasted earlier suddenly paled in comparison.
He immediately forgot about the previous dish and began to eat heartily.
Shiratsu Kotaro, who noticed this scene, immediately looked displeased, especially when he saw his plate of food left on the table, as if forgotten.
"Which restaurant are you from?"
Anton Shingo asked with interest.
"We are from Chunguo Pavilion."
Kikuchi Sonoka smiled from the side and said.
Anton Shingo said somewhat strangely, "Chunguo Pavilion? I haven't heard of this restaurant." Logically speaking, a restaurant with such excellent cuisine shouldn't be unknown, right?
Satou explained, "Our restaurant just opened. Of course, it would be even better if you could help promote it, sir."
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