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You might not know how terrifying the talent of a man can be. A man who, with the help of the God's Tongue, became a master chef after just one year of culinary study, became the director of Totsuki after five years, and reached the pinnacle of the culinary world after ten years. Ha, we usually call such a person a culinary monster.
Back then, Erina could reach the peak of the culinary world in a short time with her God's Tongue and hard work. I, Renz, followed behind my wife's beautiful legs all the way to the top of the culinary world and eventually surpassed her. Doing something I've already done before is no problem. This bowl of ramen, I've been meticulously preparing it since returning to this timeline. And Erina is one of my own. She's my wife. I'm coming clean; I'm not acting anymore. Four A's, a royal flush! How can I lose?
Oh, right, my wife doesn't like cilantro. She often said cilantro could ruin the taste. So, when Renz made this ramen, he didn't add any cilantro, nor any green onions or garlic because the God's Tongue is especially sensitive to these, and if not perfectly integrated, they can really harm the flavor. Renz was very meticulous.
However, Erina didn't seem to notice this detail. She picked up her chopsticks and took her first bite. The three judges watched her intently. Her expression remained unchanged. Was it not to her taste? The audience and camera crew also wanted to see the changes in Erina's expression up close. Nothing. Still a calm face.
Renz saw his wife's expression and knew something was off. What went wrong? Nothing. Erina had said cilantro would ruin the God's Tongue's palate, so he didn't add it. He also didn't add green onions or garlic because he wasn't completely confident they'd perfectly integrate into the broth. So why? The taste couldn't be wrong!
Sitting at her separate table, Erina wore an expression of dissatisfaction. "Too 'bad,' too 'bad,'" she thought. The ramen Renz made for her was truly too "bad." How could the ramen he made for his wife be exactly the same as for everyone else? Was that reasonable? Even a slight addition, something distinctive, something different from what others received, would have been better! But the soup and the spices were identical to everyone else's.
Most importantly, Erina felt Renz's care in this dish, but it was the care of a chef for his customers, not for her. You can treat the judges with the attitude you treat customers, but you can't treat me with that same attitude! On camera, Erina's gloomy expression sent shivers down everyone's spines. Her look was terrifying, as if she was about to pronounce a death sentence on the dish.
"Still no good, it seems," Roland Chapelle shook his head inwardly. Ramen, a commoner's dish, was still something Erina couldn't accept. However, on camera, Erina patiently ate the ramen Renz had made, bite by bite.
The bowl was completely empty. It wasn't that it wasn't tasty, or inedible; it just lacked that certain flavor Erina desired. She elegantly wiped her lips with a napkin from the table. The moment of judgment had finally arrived.
Renz felt as if Erina was about to burst into anger. He wondered what he had done wrong. What step in the cooking process had gone awry?
"My rating is an A? An A-minus, actually!" Erina took a deep breath and simply stated her score and reason. "However, personally, I found the taste of this dish slightly lacking. I don't know about others, but for me, it was missing something very important."
"Overall, it's good," she continued. "The use of spices, the taste of the noodles, the preparation of the broth—all are above first-class standards."
"At least, the God's Tongue couldn't find any issues with the ingredients used, aside from that one missing element," Erina slowly said.
The director's team was dumbfounded. Domoto Kawa himself struggled to understand the meaning of her words. A noodle dish consists of noodles, broth, and spices. The God's Tongue said the noodles were fine, the broth was fine, and the spices were fine. So where was the problem? It seemed like the God's Tongue was deliberately making things difficult for the small restaurant owner. Contradictory behavior? Domoto Kawa, having witnessed Erina-sama Nakiri's tsundere moments long ago, wasn't surprised by this situation.
But then she still gave an A-rating. Domoto Kawa was confused again. Why?
"Is it the ingredients?" Roland Chapelle mused. "The taste of this ramen is good. If the ingredients were improved further, the taste would transcend even more."
"You could say that," Erina nodded, though the true reason wasn't that. She gazed at Renz with a melancholic look. Renz couldn't grasp the deeper meaning. He still had no idea what he had done wrong. Damn it, you said you didn't want cilantro because it would ruin the taste, and I didn't add it, did I? And Renz had a faint feeling that Erina wasn't dissatisfied with the dish, but with him and his performance, which confused him even more.
Domoto Kawa nodded beside them. "Ah, I see. It's an ingredient issue." That made perfect sense. Ramen itself was a commoner's dish. Was there anything wrong with the God's Tongue not being accustomed to it? At the judging table, the blonde middle-aged man spoke again.
"But I'm still surprised you gave an A-rating," Roland Chapelle said, recalling Erina's evaluation, his tone surprised.
Yes! At this point, everyone remembered that if the God's Tongue gave an A-rating, it would result in a 4-A rating. And with the God's Tongue's A-rating and the three judges' A-ratings, this dish would be directly entered into the program's record of master chef dishes. Both the chef's name and the dish's original name would be recorded. But a 4-A rating! How long had it been since that happened?! This was instant fame!
A single act of making a name for oneself. At the very least, this young man had made his mark in the culinary world, and he might even be able to join Totsuki Academy, a prestigious culinary school, directly without an entrance exam, thanks to this 4-A rating from the God's Tongue.
The director's team quickly took out their notebooks to check the last time the God's Tongue had given an A-rating.
"The last time the God's Tongue gave an A-rating was for the 'Fragrant Matsutake Chicken Soup,' a three-star dish from the World Gourmet Organization (WGO)," Domoto Kawa said, reading from the records. "It has been 529 days since the God's Tongue last gave an A-rating."
As his words fell, the audience, the judges, and even the camera crew suddenly remembered a crucial point: although the God's Tongue had given some controversial evaluations, this dish had, after all, achieved a 4-A rating! What was the previous dish that received a 4-A rating, the Fragrant Matsutake Chicken Soup? Its main ingredient, matsutake, is an endangered species with a unique, rich aroma, a rare and precious natural medicinal mushroom in the world.
Wild matsutake harvested in Japan are very limited due to its unique natural environment, and since matsutake cannot currently be cultivated, its price remains consistently high. Obtaining matsutake good enough for cooking would be difficult without hundreds of thousands of yen.
This bowl of ramen, made with the most simple ingredients, still received a 4-A rating. One could only imagine the immense value and difficulty involved! Looking again at the young man who prepared this dish, he was clearly young. To be able to create such a commoner's dish that even master chefs praised at such a young age... what kind of monster was this?
Satisfying gourmets with commoner's cuisine was universally recognized as the most difficult task! And achieving a 4-A rating with a commoner's dish was unprecedented since the God's Tongue evaluation, a renowned culinary assessment program, began!
It's worth noting that the judges present today were an all-star lineup. Every single one of them was a name to be reckoned with. This undoubtedly further cemented the high caliber of this dish.
"What is the name of this dish?" Domoto Kawa quietly asked from the side. He needed to create a record for this 4-A rated dish.
However, Renz didn't hear Domoto Kawa. He was completely absorbed in one thought: Why hadn't I satisfied Erina's God's Tongue? He had always managed to satisfy Erina's palate, but not this time, even though Renz had put so much effort into this dish.
Domoto Kawa moved closer. He thought his voice wasn't loud enough.
"What is the name of this dish?" Domoto Kawa deliberately raised his voice. He tried to put the microphone near Renz's mouth. At that moment, Renz was still muttering something.
"Why didn't I satisfy the God's Tongue?"
"Why?!"
"Why didn't I satisfy the God's Tongue?"
Hey, good heavens! The God's Tongue gave you an A-rating, and you're still not satisfied? Although Erina's critique included some negative points she perceived, it was clearly meant to save him some face, not delving into specifics, making it rather abstract. But this guy was still thinking about satisfying the God's Tongue? Was he looking down on the Nakiri family's reputation? Hmm?
And Domoto Kawa remembered a rumor in the culinary world: if someone consistently makes dishes that satisfy the God's Tongue, that chef usually ends up marrying the God's Tongue's owner.
Kid, if you can satisfy the God's Tongue, will Erina have to marry you then?
Erina heard Renz's murmuring through the microphone. Suddenly, she wasn't so sour anymore. However, she still maintained a poker face. She was happy inside, but she wouldn't show it. It seemed Renz had realized his 'problem.'
"Please give me another chance. This time, I will definitely make a dish that satisfies you!"
Renz didn't answer Domoto Kawa's question, looking directly into Erina's beautiful face as he made his request. If he couldn't even satisfy his wife's palate, what was the point of cooking? He might as well just go home and raise pigs!
Domoto Kawa was stunned. What kind of divine development was this? He couldn't believe Erina would agree to such a request. If Renz really made a dish that satisfied the God's Tongue, wouldn't that be like accepting a public marriage proposal?
No way!
Immediately after, Domoto Kawa froze in place.
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