"Well~~The strange ceiling." Jiang Yunfeng opened his eyes and sat up with difficulty, his whole body was sore. It seemed that this body had been lying down for a long time. He calmly glanced around. This was a standard Japanese apartment, the room was cleaned up, and Yuanyue's admissions promotional poster was posted on the wall.

"Well, it seems that I have traveled through time. I didn't expect that all kinds of novels would actually happen to me~." Jiang Yunfeng smiled mockingly.

He got up and walked to the desk. A suicide note was neatly placed on it. Jiang Yunfeng picked it up and opened it and looked at it. The general content said: After three exams, he failed and felt that he had no face to return home. He was discouraged and ended himself.

Jiang Yunfeng would smile, touch his body, take out his wallet, and take out his ID card. It turned out that the owner of this body was also named Jiang Yunfeng. He was an international student who came to Japan to apply for the Yuanyue Teahouse. Sunshine and handsome appearance were actually a psychologically fragile person. He said to himself, "Brother, I will help you fulfill your wish, so I will let the Japanese see what authentic Chinese food is. Mapo tofu is actually sweet, heresy!!" Ahler, why did he feel that he was shorter in height? He hurried to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Sunshine and handsome, handsome, yes, just like his previous life, but he was so tender!! He took out his ID card again, 16 years old~~~Soga, it turned out to be only 16, Jiang Yunfeng was full of face... "Gu~~~" his stomach howled, interrupting Jiang Yunfeng's secret pain.

"Oh, forget it, since you come, you will be at ease. Go to have dinner first. People are iron rice and steel. I am so hungry now~" Jiang Yunfeng looked at his phone. It was already evening. The sunset shone into the room through the window, casting a golden glow on the furniture in the room. So he put on his coat, opened the door, and went downstairs to find a place to find a place for food. Suddenly, a low and masculine voice came from beside him. "Jiang Jun, there is an old Chinese saying, 'Win victory or defeat is common in military affairs'. Don't be discouraged if you fail this test, just come on next time. I haven't seen you go out for two days, and I thought you had something unexpected."

Jiang Yunfeng looked back and saw his lazy and decadent temperament, his chin's sighing stubble, and his flying ponytail. Isn't this the father of the King of Medicine, Seiichiro Yukihiro? At this time, Seiichiro was putting away the sign outside the store and preparing to end the day's business. The apartment he rented was next to the Yukihiro Hotel.

"Uncle Seiichiro, it's okay. I'm just summarizing my experience of failure. I've troubled you, thank you for your concern."

"That's good, be hungry, come in and try the latest dishes developed by the uncle."

"Okay~" Jiang Yunfeng was very happy. In the anime, Ichiro Yukihei Castle was the second place in the tenth generation of the Golden Generation of Toshima. He was ranked alongside the "Living Legend" Gin Dojima. His strength must be a terrifying existence. When I was chasing the series, I liked the most was Seiichiro Yukihei. If I had the opportunity to experience the idol craftsmanship, I would definitely not let it go.

After following Seiichiro into the store, when Seiichiro smiled and brought a bowl of food that was filled with ominous aura and mosaics, Jiang Yunfeng realized that he was still too young and was in a dilemma now.

"Try it, this is my latest masterpiece." Seiichiro said proudly.

"Is this... food? Are you sure you can eat it? Uncle Seiichiro?"

"Haha, Jiang Jun, as a chef, you must have the courage to try new things, let's try it."

Jiang Yunfeng picked up chopsticks with his trembling right hand in Seiichiro's expectant eyes and picked up a piece of it from the mosaic. Every cell in his body was sending dangerous signals to the brain. Jiang Yunfeng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stuffed the mosaic into his mouth. An indescribable smell immediately destroyed every taste bud on his tongue. Jiang Yunfeng felt like his neck was strangled by a steel wire, feeling that his life was passing by little, his brain issued a dangerous command, his stomach responded, and refused to accept this ball of food. Jiang Yunfeng could not swallow it, and he did not have the courage to chew it, so he could only spit it into the trash can in the store. The comprehensive evaluation was just two words: Unpalatable!!

"Hahaha, how about it, it tastes good. This is my latest South Asian flavored white water boiled snake meat. Jiang Jun, you are the first taster. How about it, what do you think?" Seiichiro asked anxiously with joy on his face.

"This is simply the devil's food!!! How can this kind of thing be served on the table for guests to eat? Uncle Seiichiro!" Jiang Yunfeng roared.

"This is not a dish sold to the public. It is just an experimental work for me to study the most unpalatable dishes." Seiichiro said with an innocent look on his face while using his little finger to dig his itchy ears that were shocked by Jiang Yunfeng's roar.

"I actually deceived my feelings and used me as a gusseted mouse to try it out! Uncle Seichiro, I still admire you so much!! Return my admiration for you to me!"

"Mama...Jiang Jun, as a restaurant, you don't know what is bad, how to evaluate what is delicious food, so this is a compulsory course for you on the road to cooking."

"What I said makes sense, I was speechless."

"Haha, is the South Asian style white water snake meat I made the most unpalatable?" Seiichiro asked.

At this time, a stubborn but dissatisfied voice came from outside the store, "Dad is talking nonsense!! My honey peanut butter grilled squid legs are the most unpalatable!!!". Before he finished speaking, the door of the store was opened and a 16-year-old boy with a red hedgehog head and a wounded scar on his left eyebrow came in.

"Oh! Chuangzhen is back, a person who lost 500 duels, it seems that there is no convincing to say this."

"Slut!! I just lost 498 games, but it's not yet 500 games, bastard dad!!" Chuangma shouted at Seiichiro like a blow-up.

"Mama, isn't it only 500 games rounding? Besides, it's only a matter of time before you really have to lose 500 games." Seiichiro glanced at Toma with contempt.

"Damn it!" Chuang was really dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to do anything, after all, the gap in strength was there.

At this time, Chuangzhen found that Jiang Yunfeng was also in the store, so he said happily, "Jiang Jun is here too. Since you have tasted the bastard father's dishes, then try my secret honey peanut butter grilled squid legs, and see which one of my father's dishes is more unpleasant!"

Jiang Yunfeng suddenly panicked, making a joke, and at the same time tasted the unpalatable dishes of the Medicine King and Seiichiro. Isn’t this the birthday boy eating arsenic—Is he impatient to live, so he hurriedly waved his hands and shouted, “Forgive, please let me go.”
Chapter completed!