The Second Generation of Knights Encountering Demons Reappears

"There should be no problem with the sauce this time..."

"Go away! I don't like it! Can you swallow this kind of garbage?"

Before the Emperor of the East China Sea could finish his words, the master kicked over the plate.

The Emperor of the East China Sea gave him a suspicious look, and finally sighed and returned to the kitchen. 】

Cancer of the Earth: Wow, is this person sick? Isn't it him who asked the Emperor of the East China Sea to prepare the rags? Why are you so picky when making it?

One Hundred Thousand Witches: Although eating rags is a bit unacceptable, the dishes from Donghai Emperor actually look pretty good, and knocking them over without even looking at them is a bit too much.

Barrus: I think this guy has no intention of eating it at all. He is just making things difficult for the Emperor of the East China Sea.

Little Boss: Don’t plan to eat? Wait, is it?

[It took longer to make this time. It was not until dusk that the Emperor of the East China Sea brought out a bowl of fragrant udon noodles.

"This time I chopped the rag into fine pieces and mixed it into the flour. It should be able to be swallowed now..."

"You are such an idiot! Donghai... Ma Ju!"

It was the same this time. The master chef knocked the food to the ground without even looking at it.

"……well."

The successive failures made the Emperor of the East China Sea couldn't help but sigh. She walked outside the house and looked at the setting sun. She couldn't help but start to wonder if she had been tricked.

——No, although the master said bad words, I can feel that he is really trying to convey something to me...

She raised her hand and suddenly noticed that her hand was still stained with the udon soup, so she subconsciously wiped off the stain with the rag she brought out.

And just like this, the Emperor of the East China Sea suddenly looked at the rag in his hand as if he was enlightened.

Then, she rushed back into the house and threw the rag directly at the feet of the master.

"..."

The master did not curse directly as usual, but turned to look at the Emperor of the East China Sea for the first time since the beginning of the test.

"What does this mean, foal?"

"This is my answer. A rag is a rag, not something to eat. Everything in this world has its corresponding essence."

The Emperor of the East China Sea and the man looked at each other, as if they saw the burning fire in the master's eyes through the mask.

“For a chef, what’s really important is to see and use the essence of the ingredients.”

"Hey, that's a little clever. Then let me ask you, how should a chef see through the essence of things?"

The Emperor of the East China Sea knelt down and put his eyes level with the man sitting on the tatami.

“Understand nature and know yourself.”

"Hahahaha! You have some skills. To be honest, if you go to cook the rag for the fourth time, I want to beat you up and kick you out like other idiots."

The master smiled, stood up, took out a kitchen knife with a white handle and scabbard from a cabinet, and threw it to the Emperor of the East China Sea.

"First lesson, even if you pass, this is the Bright Kitchen Knife, which is your reward."

The bright kitchen knife, as the name suggests, is a legendary kitchen utensil that is opposite to the dark kitchen knife that Mosquito is currently holding.

The Emperor of the East China Sea looked at it and felt a warm power flowing into his body.

"Okay! Let's start the real trial. It won't be a trivial fight after that! Show me your backbone and perseverance, and let your cooking reach its peak!"

"Yes, Master!\