Chapter 191: Tofu

So, the knight dispatched by ZECT, YellowBee.

Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully, showing no emotion.

Kamen Rider YellowBee is also the ZECT knight most often transformed into by people.

There are four suitable candidates, the strongest being Sando, the weakest being YingShan.

This way, with the knight dispatched by headquarters, we can greatly suppress the Alien Insect's attack.

Kagami said with a hint of expectation.

He personally saw the Miying Squad's coordinated combat.

Kagami took a deep breath of slightly cold air; of course, he had already accepted Yiche's invitation and was preparing to join the Miying Squad.

Let's go, Jiang Xia, I'm heading to the Miying Squad.

Kagami gave a light smile, his smile still carrying a hint of hatred for the Alien Insect.

Go.

It seems Kagami will soon obtain YellowBee's trial card.

Looking at Kagami's retreating back, Jiang Xia leisurely picked up the blank book beside him and examined the data.

YellowBee's various data and performance appeared one by one on this blank book.

Perhaps ZECT never imagined that YellowBee, dispatched less than a day ago, would have already leaked all its data.

……

So, you two are going to compete in cooking?

Seeing the two people dressed in black and white, Jiang Xia said nothing more and calmly yielded the kitchen.

The white one is the Heavenly Dao Chief, the black one is Yiche Xiang, namely YellowBee's suitable candidate.

Just now Kagami said he would join the Miying Squad, but after he left, the main person showed up at the door.

Jiang Xia knew YellowBee's mission this time was to defeat Jia Dou.

The members originally tasked with capturing Jia Dou were mimicked, so headquarters directly abandoned the mission.

Instead, they dispatched someone wanting YellowBee to take Jia Dou's place.

"The contest is about tofu; Xiao Xi will be the judge," said the Heavenly Dao Chief.

Rixia Bu Xi sat in a chair, holding a paintbrush, drawing on a blank sketchbook,

Hearing that she was to be the judge, she couldn't help but stare blankly, "Why me?"

Looking at the tofu soaking in water, pure as jade like a flawless crystal gem, the Heavenly Dao Chief gently lifted it, as if beholding a treasure,

Naturally, you should be the judge, after all you carefully selected this tofu.

If Jiang Xia hadn't agreed, I wouldn't have yielded it for the competition.

She turned her head and whispered.

She imagined herself making tofu, originally intended for him to eat,

but now she can only find time to pick another perfect piece of tofu.

It's all Tiandao's fault.

Well then, let's begin," Yiche said, looking at the tofu before him and carefully splitting it.

He and the Heavenly Dao Chief were originally just opposing knights, with no need to compete in cooking.

But they both set their sights on the last piece of tofu, so for ownership they had to compete in cooking.

Rixia Bu Xi continued to add a few strokes to her paintbrush, having no interest whatsoever in the two's competition.

She also didn't understand why they wanted to compete using her tofu.

Different colored paintbrushes lightly sketched the scene on the white paper.

I'm done drawing.

Rixia Bu Xi handed the sketchbook to Jiang Xia; it was a desert, with yellow fine sand spread across the ground.

A person clad in armor stood in the desert's center, surrounded by colorful light shimmering like auroras.

After realizing that Rixia Bu Xi might be able to see another timeline,

Jiang Xia suggested she record the images that appear in her mind via the sketchbook, perhaps to find their source.

Rixia Bu Xi drew many pictures, which were placed together with her previous drawings, and she spoke with Jiang Xia sitting beside her.

She said this is the most vivid scene in her impression, deeply etched in her heart, possibly never to be forgotten.

From this painting in her heart, it seems to be continually extending outward, letting her experience many different feelings.

As she said this, Rixia Bu Xi's eyes suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

Compared to seeing the black knight's waist belt hanging, she felt even more sorrowful.

Jiang Xia gently flipped through her drawings, viewing from sketch to color, lightly touching them in chronological order.

It was like a person's inner self undergoing a psychological healing process from monotony to richness.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao Chief and Yiche Xiang's tofu showdown finally ended.

The two placed their finished tofu before Rixia Bu Xi, awaiting the final result of the match.

Seeing the dishes the two brought up, Jiang Xia didn't need to taste or observe Xiao Xi's expression to know that this time the Heavenly Dao Chief lost.

The Heavenly Dao Chief made chilled Chinese tofu, while Yiche made mapo tofu.

However, Jiang Xia still waited for Xiao Xi to taste before acting, walking over to her at a steady pace and asking:

Xiao Xi, how is it, do you have an answer?

"Mapo tofu," Rixia Bu Xi said without hesitation, pointing to the dish Yiche made.

Jiang Xia picked up the soft tofu soaking in clear water and gently placed it before Yiche,

Looking at the confident Heavenly Dao Chief beside him, he said, "You lose."

The most important thing in cooking food is perfect harmony.

Yiche changed into a black suit, he took the tofu in front of him, "Then thank you."

Speaking, he also gave a slight bow to show thanks; if not going to extremes, Yiche thought he was indeed a very good person.

After he left, the Heavenly Dao Chief also lightly tasted a bite.

He is not someone who cannot afford to lose, but he wants to confirm where he lost.

"Perfect harmony, that's how it is; it doesn't highlight the ingredients' own flavor, but blends them?"

But this level of harmony, to him, is still far from being called perfect.

So what exactly is the reason?

The Heavenly Dao Chief dubiously looked at Rixia Bu Xi, who had already eaten half of the mapo tofu.

Meanwhile, the other side's Chinese cold tofu had basically not been touched.

Even if there is a difference in taste, it shouldn't be that obvious a like/dislike.

"Tiandao, you didn't lose today because of strength, but because you made the wrong dish, that is, you got the direction wrong."

Looking at his own untouched Chinese cold tofu, the Heavenly Dao Chief's heart was full of doubt, and he couldn't help but speak:

"What does making the wrong dish mean?"

Jiang Xia sighed at the Heavenly Dao Chief's current state:

"Because Xiao Xi likes hot dishes, your Chinese cold tofu isn't bad tasting, it just doesn't suit the judge's palate."

You didn't notice that most of the dishes here are hot, did you?

The Heavenly Dao Chief blinked slightly, then immediately understood.

"I really lost, I will go find another perfect tofu." The Heavenly Dao Chief said.

Just as the Heavenly Dao Chief was about to leave, Jiang Xia said with a hint:

"Recently be careful of organized YellowBee; their coordination is as perfectly harmonious as mapo tofu, their target is the red beetle."

The Heavenly Dao Chief's eyes flickered, then he showed a faint smile: "That really makes one look forward to it."

(End of chapter)