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It's widely known that soup dishes are rarely the main course; their primary role is to complement other dishes.
"Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth" is one of the few soup dishes that can serve as a centerpiece, but it presents a challenge: a banquet paired with "Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth" places extremely high demands on the chef's skill. "Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth" itself is a dish found in state banquets, so naturally, any accompanying dishes must also be of a similar caliber, capable of shining alongside it.
For a "Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth" of Renz's exceptionally high, almost perfect quality, it's extremely difficult to create a banquet of equally high standard to be served alongside it. You'd have to make other equally impactful dishes.
However, Renz's situation was rather unique; many of his dishes weren't meant for guests but for Erina to enjoy. And truly, for a banquet, Renz's reasoning was sound; such long-simmering, blood-enriching, and nourishing soups are indeed more suitable for serving as standalone dishes. After all, preparing such a soup, the preparation time alone is a headache.
"No wonder, it's a dish for making soup for the God's Tongue," Dojima Gin remarked upon hearing this.
Initially, he didn't detect anything amiss. From a chef's perspective, the God's Tongue was a true deity in the culinary world, and dishes made for the God's Tongue naturally had very high basic requirements; anything the God's Tongue could eat wouldn't be bad.
But then, as Dojima Gin thought about it, the more he considered it, the more he felt an indescribable discomfort, and he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable.
"Erina is a wonderful mentor," Renz said with a smile, following Dojima Gin's words.
"And the reason my cooking is so impressive is largely due to Erina's strict demands on me." Renz scratched his head and said, with a wry smile, "This 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth' was slowly perfected under Erina's strict supervision. If it wasn't tasty, Erina wouldn't eat it."
A pregnant Erina, like a 'mother', not eating and entering a state of anorexia, would also significantly affect the baby in her womb. Moreover, Renz couldn't bear to see Erina not eat and harm her body, so he was forced to find ways to improve his culinary skills. It must be said that most people's abilities are forced out of them in desperate situations.
Renz's slightly 'bitter' words, of course, elicited 'laughter' from everyone. This wasn't meant as mockery. It was more about thinking that Renz, this young husband, was so 'miserable,' having to go to such great lengths to satisfy his wife's God's Tongue.
As they laughed, the laughter of the onlookers slowly faded. Renz, in his twenties, had an extremely beautiful, wealthy wife, adorable children, and a commendable skill of his own. His family was happy and complete. What was so funny about that? Shouldn't these lonely single dogs be laughing at themselves instead?
Laughing till the end, most tourists realized, "Damn, the clown is me."
"Hahahahahaha, it seems Erina is well taken care of by
you, you rascal. This 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth' is truly heartfelt," Senzaemon Nakiri, unlike these emotionally complex tourists, was genuinely happy. In his laughter, he didn't even bother to be discreet.
Good was good, bad was bad. Erina and Renz had been married, and their marriage continued to this day, with a child. A picky eater like Erina hadn't complained about Renz, nor had she ever sought comfort from him, her grandfather.
This showed how wonderful the relationship between
these two young people was. And for a child who feared pain like Erina to bear Rina for Renz, in some ways, Erina must 'love' Renz quite deeply. This had already formed a complementary relationship.
"This 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth,' it's tender to the bite, exceptionally fresh and fragrant. The soup is like beautiful jade, the leaves like emeralds. It's the best I've ever tasted in my life. A true masterpiece," Senzaemon Nakiri laughed heartily.
"In this round, my vote goes to this 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth'." At this moment, Senzaemon Nakiri was truly pleased.
His mood was joyful. It was partly because of the
excellent soup, and partly because he was happy for Renz. As an elder, Senzaemon Nakiri most enjoyed seeing his juniors get along well and lead happy lives.
"As for me, I also prefer this 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear
Broth'," Dojima Gin said without hesitation. This round had the largest disparity. Renz's opponent had no hope of a comeback. This 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth' was terrifyingly good. From the first sip, Dojima Gin knew Kanemoto Kaiya had lost; it was almost not a fair fight.
Dojima Gin's vote sealed the victory. Two votes were
enough to determine the winner. Asahi Saiba's third vote became superfluous, unable to influence the outcome, and clearly, Asahi Saiba wouldn't cast his vote for Kanemoto Kaiya. Renz had performed perfectly this time.
"I also choose this 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth'," Asahi Saiba said in a deep voice. His confirmation.
Renz once again secured a 3:0 victory over a restaurant on Gourmet Street. In one breath, he had overcome five challenges and genuinely defeated five restaurants. Such an outstanding record truly exceeded everyone's expectations.
Senzaemon Nakiri believed that Renz winning three would already mean a promising future; he hadn't expected Renz to go straight for a 'village massacre'.
Three wasn't enough? Let's just fight five to warm up.
Renz actually pulled it off, and each round's dish was of extremely high quality. This round's 'Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth' was even a state banquet-level dish. After this battle, regardless of whether Renz ultimately won the entire Gourmet Street, his reputation in the Japanese
culinary world would explode.
This difficulty was much higher than that of Eishi Tsukasa, the world's third-ranked chef. Eishi Tsukasa's ranking was accumulated through numerous competitions and renown, while Renz directly relied on Shokugeki, taking on Japan's culinary elite from the start.
This was truly not something an ordinary chef could achieve.
Even if Eishi Tsukasa came here, he would perform worse than Renz. Because Eishi Tsukasa was not an all-rounder; his Western cuisine far surpassed his Eastern cuisine, and the themes of Gourmet Street's Shokugeki could not be tailored to the challenger. If Eishi Tsukasa came here, battling two restaurants would likely be his limit. Eishi Tsukasa couldn't achieve what Renz did, winning Shokugeki consecutively with different types of dishes.
"Time is pressing, so who's next?" Renz checked the time.
This round of "Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth" had taken nearly five hours of intense battle. If they continued chatting, it might take three days to finish challenging all the restaurants on Gourmet Street. Renz wasn't afraid at all; the only problem was the lack of time.
"Kiriya has forfeited," Hinako Inui waved her hand and smiled. "My dishes are not too different from the previous few chefs; if they are not your opponents, then neither am I."
"Oh, and after Kiriya, which restaurant is it?" Renz struck while the iron was hot, not asking for reasons; it wasn't worth asking. Behind Renz, Erina raised her hand, indicating she wanted to speak. Senzaemon Nakiri nodded slightly, allowing Erina to speak.
"Consecutive Shokugeki, a gauntlet, is very draining on physical and mental strength," Erina said slowly and deliberately. "Since you've already won five consecutive Shokugeki, I think Renz's skill is beyond doubt, isn't it?"
"Let's just save time. Let's do a team Shokugeki to end this challenge," Erina spoke very slowly, aiming for everyone to understand clearly. After several consecutive matches, Erina had seen the current foundation of Gourmet Street. With Renz's current strength, he could fight casually. Winning was just a matter of time.
But the problem was, this period was a holiday, and Renz had been tied up in Shokugeki for several consecutive days. Previously, Erina had wanted Renz to be more 'aggressive', not so listless every day. But she didn't want Renz to be such a workaholic, spending all day and night on Shokugeki. It had made their recent life devoid of 'romance' and 'fun', returning to a state where everything revolved around work. Anyway, the disparity was clear.
There was no need to go one by one, which was so troublesome.
A team Shokugeki was the fastest way to end the battle. Renz and her. Challenging the entire Gourmet Street. This way, it would be the most efficient Shokugeki.
"Team Shokugeki?" Senzaemon Nakiri paused, then articulated carefully,
"Do you mean the two of you forming a team, or your
entire group forming a team?"
The 'group' Senzaemon Nakiri referred to was the culinary team Erina had chosen before, consisting of Hisako Arato, Alice Nakiri, and Hayama, forming a five-person team. However, Senzaemon Nakiri had already clearly sensed the disparity. In this kind of team Shokugeki, those who couldn't keep up with the team's rhythm could easily become a burden. "Of course, it's Renz and I forming a team," Erina said, flicking her hair.
Her and Renz's cooperation. Would others 'interfering' not make their tacit understanding more difficult? Moreover, they didn't need that much help.
Renz's strength, combined with her God's Tongue, no matter how powerful the Shokugeki lineup, would not be their match. This was the dignity of the God's Tongue.
"If it's a team Shokugeki, then we'll have to see what others think," Senzaemon Nakiri shifted his gaze to the other side. If Gourmet Street formed a Shokugeki team, it would be a terrifying force, because there were too many excellent chefs here.
And Dojima Gin was the chef with the most comprehensive strategic vision among them. For him to lead others in a team Shokugeki as the
commander-in-chief would be a tough nut to crack.
To be honest, Senzaemon Nakiri thought Erina doing this would not only not reduce Renz's burden, but rather increase his difficulty. It was true that Dojima Gin's culinary talent was not as strong as Saiba Joichiro's, and his individual cooking ability was not as dominant as Saiba Joichiro's.
Against Saiba Joichiro, he had 121 Shokugeki, losing 101 times and winning only 20 times. But the problem was, Dojima Gin's culinary talent lay in team leadership. As a student, he was a resident of Polaris Dorm, a core figure during Polaris Dorm's heyday, and together with Saiba Joichiro, he used Shokugeki to win resources for Polaris Dorm at Totsuki Academy, ushering in Polaris Dorm's golden age.
From then on, every generation of Polaris Dorm students produced members of the Elite Ten. Challenging Dojima Gin in a team setting was a difficult path. He would allocate each chef's duties well, allowing everyone's talents to be fully utilized.
Erina bringing Renz to challenge Dojima Gin's strongest ability was truly something Senzaemon Nakiri had not expected. But, if they could win even like this, then no one else on Gourmet Street would have anything to say.
"I have no objections." Dojima Gin's eyes were fixed on Renz. Although shocked by Renz's ability, Dojima Gin showed no signs of wavering. He had never considered retreating. As one of the main persons in charge of Totsuki Resort and the primary person responsible for Gourmet Street, Dojima Gin's years of experience had instilled in him an aura of unapproachable authority.
Standing there, the aura he exuded caused onlookers to subtly swallow.
"Since I've become a participant in the Shokugeki, I can't serve as a judge," Dojima Gin said blandly. Shokugeki judges, for better evaluation, were generally an odd number. With Dojima Gin stepping down and Asahi Saiba on the field, it would be difficult for two judges to handle this team Shokugeki. If Asahi Saiba also stepped down, leaving only the old man to judge, the quality of the match would significantly decline.
A single judge, with only their commentary, would clearly not be fitting for a Shokugeki of this caliber.
"My dear father-in-law, you don't mind if I join in the fun, do you?" A sudden voice rang out. Azami Nakiri walked in. His arrival certainly elicited gasps from the onlookers; recently, the Shokugeki no Soma Academy had been very much in the spotlight. Azami Nakiri, as its principal, naturally rose with its prominence.
Many people had looked into Azami Nakiri's background and learned that this principal was the husband of the previous God's Tongue, Mana Nakiri. However, due to their long separation and lack of contact, many believed their relationship had broken down.
Coupled with rumors of Azami Nakiri's 'cruel education' of Erina's God's Tongue from childhood, it was said that Azami Nakiri had completely fallen out with the Nakiri family. His appearance here was unexpected by others.
Senzaemon Nakiri cast a light glance. He did not refuse.
Indeed, a weighty judge was needed, but that didn't mean Senzaemon Nakiri would be fond of his son-in-law.
"It's also a good opportunity for me to see Erina's growth after so many years," Azami Nakiri said, narrowing his eyes. Azami Nakiri was still in his usual outdated suit.
The originally tailored suit seemed rather feminine on him, perhaps due to his cold demeanor, which made his every move seem as indifferent as a venomous snake.
Erina didn't confront him. She couldn't be bothered to argue with her father. Such behavior was pointless and foolish. Often, you couldn't deal with someone who was pretending to be asleep; any logic you presented would be lost on them. In such situations, as long as you lived a happier life than them, they would naturally become suspicious and question themselves. Comparing her father, Azami Nakiri, to her husband, Renz, Erina couldn't help but feel how truly tragic her mother's life must have been. To be stuck with such an unreasonable man who had strange ideas, lacked empathy, and was self-opinionated. The difference was too vast.
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