Hokage: I really can’t die

Dori looked at Sanji, laughed loudly, and said:

“Stinky boy, you’re a garbage picker, and you’re still talking to me about cooking? You’re just kidding! ”

“Rubbish? These are precious foods, and those who don’t even value food are not worthy of being called cooks! ”

Sanji glared angrily at the man and said.

“Haha, food? You call that garbage food? The most delicious part of the big treasure fish is the meat in the belly of the fish, which is the most tender and delicate part, and the rest is naturally garbage! ”

Dori said with a big laugh, and held the plate of fish meat in his hand high.

“Oh? Well, let’s compare and see, you use the fish that you think is the most delicious, and I use the parts you call garbage, and we’ll see who makes the food more delicious! ”

Sanji pointed at Dori and said angrily.

“Hahaha, boy, are you sure you’re not taking your own shame?”

Dori said with a big laugh.

“Just compare the garbage in your hand with the golden fish in my hand? It’s a fool’s dream. ”

Sanji said coldly:

“Less nonsense, just say if you dare!”

Dori laughed loudly and said:

“Good! If you lose, you’ll be drilled through my crotch, and besides, Dori-sama is the strongest chef. ”

Sanji nodded and said:

“Well, if you lose, you don’t need to get through my crotch, you just need to go back and learn more cooking skills, and then come out to do business, otherwise, you will lose the face of our chef.”

“I can’t lose, haha!”

Dori said with a big laugh.

“Let’s see the real chapter under your hand!”

Yamaji said coldly.

“Well, if I lose, in addition to the conditions you said, I will kneel in front of you and call you a big chef!”

Dori said and came to his booth.

And Sanji came behind him, on the stall of an old grandfather, and on the stall of that old grandfather, there were some overturned messy spices.

After the old man saw Yamaji, he hurriedly said:

“Young man, thank you for helping me, but… That guy is the best chef in town, and even the master of the group appreciates his cooking skills, let’s not compare with him, not to mention that you still have some leftover materials in your hands. ”

But while cleaning up the messy seasonings on the stall, Sanji said:

“Grandpa, I’m not trying to help you, just to let some self-righteous people know what a real chef is!”

On the other side, Dori has washed the cut fish, added hot oil to the pot, and then put the fish meat into the pot and stir-fried quickly, adding a lot of precious and exquisite spices during the process, and suddenly a tempting fragrance comes out.

“I think it’s a top chef that Lord Zock agrees with.”

Among the passers-by on the side, some people have begun to be attracted by this scent.

“It’s so fragrant!”

On the other side, Yamaji had just rolled up his sleeves and cleaned up the mess.

The old man was still on the side bitterly persuading, but Sanji ignored him at all, and began to clean the ingredients he had picked up before.

The fish was already fried and poured on the plate, and then Dori covered the fish with a lid, and then put some ingredients into the pot and began to boil the soup.

At this time, Yamaji had just finished washing these ingredients, he simply chopped the fish meat, slowly took out the fish bones in the fish, and put the head and tail of the fish into the pot to boil the soup.

Claude asked about the aroma of the soup in the Dori pot, and couldn’t help but say:

“Wow, it’s so fragrant! Ryosuke, which of the two do you think can win? I see that the yellow-haired boy seems to be very dangerous, he takes all the ingredients that people don’t want, can he really make any good dishes? ”

Ryosuke Sato smiled and said:

“Food does not distinguish between expensive and cheap, but the chef can distinguish between high and low.”

“What do you mean?”

Claude asked puzzled.

And Karina pointed to Sanji on the side and said:

“Look, he’s starting to cook too!”

Claude looked around and saw Yamaji putting the cut fish in the pan, and then skillfully began to stir-fry, although he did not have as many amazing tricks as Dori, but his skillful operation made you see at a glance that he must be an experienced chef.

“It’s done!”

Duoli poured the boiled soup on the previously fried fish, and suddenly a white eye appeared, the fragrance was overflowing, and many onlookers were already drooling.

“Mine is done, boy, how about you?”

Sanji said while stir-frying:

“Who will judge our victory or defeat?”

Dori smiled and said:

“You are not from our Zark Town, lest you say that I bully you, you can appoint a person present at will and let him be the judge, what do you think?”

Sanji smiled and said:

“Well, you’re fair.”

Saying that, Yamaji also put the fried fish meat on the plate, corrected it with the lid, and then swept his eyes through the crowd and saw Ryosuke Sato… When Karina beside her, her eyes suddenly turned into red peach hearts.

Then, almost instantly, he disappeared from the stall and knelt down on one knee in front of Karina.

“This beautiful young lady, I wonder if I can ask you to be the judge of this competition?”

Karina smiled and said:

“Okay, I have no objection.”

“Hey, Karina, I want to eat it too.”

Claude said.

Karina gave him a blank look and said:

“I didn’t invite you, then Ryosuke, I’m going.”

Ryosuke Sato nodded, and then Karina walked to the center of the duel between the two.

“It’s really a beautiful young lady, you kid is quite discerning, but I believe that this beautiful young lady must be a person with taste, and can accurately distinguish who has more superb cooking skills.”

Dori saw Karina and said.

Karina smiled and said:

“I suddenly feel so stressful, but I will take my taste seriously and make the fairest judgment.”

“Then, beautiful young lady, please taste the dishes I have prepared.”

With that, Nadoli handed the cutlery to Karina’s hand.

After tasting Dori’s dishes for a few bites, Karina couldn’t help but sigh:

“Wow, it’s so delicious, this fish meat is smooth but not greasy, tender but not burnt, it is really a rare delicacy!”

Dori looked at Sanji confidently and said:

“Stinky boy, is it okay to give up now?”