"You better hope everything you said is the truth. If I find out you've said anything untrue, you should know the consequences better than I do."
Hearing Jessie's words, cold sweat broke out on Tulben's forehead, but he still stubbornly continued, adding some of his own embellishments.
Although he exaggerated a bit, this was indeed the gist of what Dylan wanted to convey. He believed that even if Jessie asked, he wouldn't be able to refute it.
However, just as he was speaking with gusto, Jessie, who had long since reached his limit, slammed his fist on the nearby cooking counter, his voice filled with anger.
"What arrogance! When I heard you say that, little brother, I didn't take it too seriously, just thinking it was a minor conflict.
Now it seems that not teaching him a lesson won't do. That guy is almost riding on your head. Anyone who doesn't know the situation would really think that everyone in our school is easy to bully!"
Suddenly, a low and serious voice rang out in the kitchen. Then, a forty-year-old middle-aged man with a brownish-yellow buzz cut, wearing a white chef's uniform with a roaring lion embroidered on the shoulder sleeves and five stars on his chest, walked out from the depths of the kitchen.
Although his expression didn't change much when he spoke, he gave off a feeling of imposing authority without being angry.
"Senior Brother, are you willing to take action for me?!"
Hearing the man's voice, a look of surprise and anticipation appeared on Jessie's face. He knew that Senior Brother doted on him the most!
The eldest brother was like a father. More than half of his culinary skills had been taught by this senior brother. After more than ten years of getting along, he naturally had absolute confidence in his strength!
As long as he was willing to take action, a mere Dylan was nothing but a paper tiger, vulnerable to a single blow!
"No, I will not take action. With my status dealing with him, it would seem somewhat like bullying the weak. You must defeat him yourself."
The middle-aged man shook his head, not agreeing to take action, but said this with a serious expression. He had to learn to get up from where he fell!
Instead of looking for him to help solve things whenever something happened, otherwise Jessie would never amount to much, let alone become a high-ranking special-grade chef!
"Hold your head up high, don't look so miserable. I will help you. Accept his food battle challenge, and set the theme and time for three days later!
During this period, I will give you highly targeted special training to ensure that you can create glowing-level cuisine in the competition!"
The middle-aged man said confidently. In his opinion, dealing with a nobody who had popped up from nowhere didn't require him to take action personally. He just needed to give some guidance from behind.
He just didn't know who that guy's master was. According to his junior brother, he had accidentally met him in a seafood shop. At the time, he thought he was an easy target, but he had run into a tough one.
Although such things weren't very likely, they had happened throughout history. He could only say that his junior brother's skills weren't refined enough, and he had some bad luck. He hoped this incident would teach him a lesson.
"Sigh, this kid..."
Looking at Jessie's constantly changing expression, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh, a feeling of helplessness rising in his heart.
He was the head chef in the British royal kitchen, named Tote, a genuine five-star special-grade chef with the ability to consistently produce glowing-level cuisine.
In Britain, apart from his master and a few six-star special-grade chefs stationed in major restaurants, he was the most powerful.
However, Britain's power had waned. Among the previous generation of chefs, apart from his master and those few powerful six-star chefs, there were no other strong individuals left. This generation's younger chefs were disappointing, and the British culinary world was likely entering a period of decline...
"That's great! This time, I will definitely repay all the humiliation I suffered! I will let him know that I, Jessie, am not an easy target to be manipulated!"
Looking at Jessie, who was excited over such a small matter, Tote shook his head inwardly, his heart filled with bewilderment. If nothing unexpected happened, Britain would have to rely on their dozen or so special-grade chefs for the next fifty years. Jessie was the youngest special-grade chef in Britain, but he was already in his thirties and didn't have very strong talent.
He really hoped that a few cross-century geniuses could emerge from their ranks to turn the tide and save the increasingly weakened state of the British culinary world.
Otherwise, a hundred years later, it would be a question whether Britain could even produce a five-star special-grade chef again.
"Don't be happy too soon. You were in the wrong in the first place. First come, first served is a rule that has existed throughout history. Even if it's urgently needed, you should discuss it with gentle words, not with mockery and arrogance!
After this cooking competition, even if you ultimately win against that guy, you must apologize to me and promise not to do such shameful things again in the future!"
Looking at the extremely excited Jessie in front of him, the middle-aged man Tote said this. Among their group, this guy was the most worrying.
It was said that enemies should be reconciled, not made. Facing such a young and talented special-grade chef, instead of thinking about how to ease relations, he went to humiliate him. Did he really think his culinary career wasn't short enough?
"Ah? Why do I have to apologize even if I win?! That guy humiliated me like that, and you want me to apologize to him? Impossible!"
Hearing Tote's words, Jessie couldn't help but be stunned, then he started shouting frantically.
"Alright, there's no room for discussion on this matter. You accept his challenge first.
No! Let's go to his restaurant first and see what his strength is like.
I'm very curious about this young genius, whether he's really as arrogant as this brother next to me says, not putting us in his eyes."
Carefully considering Tulben's words earlier, the personal emotional expression was too strong. Generally speaking, relaying words wouldn't be like this, meaning there was a problem with this person.
The more powerful a chef is, the more humble they tend to be, because they know that there are always stronger individuals. Although there are exceptions, they are insignificant compared to the mainstream.
According to Jessie's description, the other party seemed to be a young man in his twenties.
To pass the special-grade chef assessment and create glowing cuisine at the age of 20, even if it was a one-in-a-million chance, it was still the mark of a super genius!
You must know that many special-grade chefs can't create a single glowing-level dish in their entire lives. Only chefs above three stars can occasionally create one, and only five-star chefs can consistently and stably produce them.
In other words, Dylan was at least a three-star special-grade chef.
Of course, it was also possible that he had a recipe given by someone else. Cooking according to a recipe from a powerful chef, as long as one paid attention to controlling the details, would greatly increase the probability of reaching glowing-level cuisine.
Now, it depended on what method that guy used to create the glowing cuisine!
As for him being a top-notch special-grade chef? That was impossible! The culinary industry required the most time to accumulate experience. It wasn't something one could achieve overnight through enlightenment!
Even those few unparalleled geniuses in China with super sensory talents couldn't easily create glowing cuisine without sufficient accumulation!
"That guy's restaurant is right across from ours. We can see it as soon as we go out, but there's a very long queue outside..."
Tulben was still a bit apprehensive after hearing Tote's words, but when he heard that the other party was going to Dylan's restaurant, an idea couldn't help but pop into his mind, and a look of schadenfreude appeared in his eyes.
He wanted to see if these two guys could still chat and laugh so easily when they were thrown out like trash!
"Without further ado, let's go back to our rooms and change into some casual clothes before we set off."
After speaking, Tote returned to his room to change into casual clothes, and then the three of them left the [Noyu] restaurant. When they saw the incredibly exaggerated queue across the street, a hint of surprise couldn't help but appear on their faces.
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