Chapter 263: Chapter 247: Medicine King_i
The advent of Tribe Comics was a major event for allic enthusiasts, and of course, that included a seasoned fan like Lu Wei. So, when theic website made its first appearance, he, like countless other long-anticipatedic lovers, logged into the new website right away.
The new website had engaged many renownedic artists to publish theirtest works.
After Lu Wei finished reading thetest works from the most famousic artists, he felt unsatisfied, so he started to search for more newics to read.
Toic enthusiasts, the new website was like a treasure trove, waiting to be discovered.
Everyic fan aspired to discover more mouth-watering spiritual nourishment from the new website!
Then he noticed thisic entitled “Food Wars: Shokugeki no Soma.”
The artist was Shadow.
Lu Wei hadn’t seen “King of the Net,” so he didn’t know much about Shadow.
The reason he noticed thisic was because of its unusual theme…
Food!
Any type ofic has its reader base, it’s just a matter of the size of this base.
And Lu Wei was among the few who had a fondness for food-themedics.
Regrettably, after the food fad had waned, the genre was publicly acknowledged as a low-interest topic.
So, Lu Wei had not seen any new foodics for a long time.
And this had always been a regret for him.
Yet Lu Wei could logically understand that food-themedics were indeed a genre that had lost its vitality.
Even he, a long-time enthusiast of food-themedics, found it hard to avoid feeling that the existing body of work was getting stale
Lu Wei found it hard to imagine that someone would still want to create food- themedics under such circumstances.
And this made Lu Wei feel sort of familiar.
Perhaps it was this sense of familiarity?
With a touch of nostalgia and a dollop of enthusiasm for food, Lu Wei opened “Food Wars: Shokugeki no Soma.”
Let’s just take a casual look and take it as a trip down memoryne for my once-upon-a-time love for food-themedics.
Theic begins in the backyard of a small restaurant.
A red-haired boy is sitting in front of a barbecue stand, a strange grin stering his face: “Grilled squid legs with peanut butter… disgusting… haha…”
Lu Wei was taken aback.
What the heck? Is this a foodic? Are you sure this isn’t about grotesque culinary concoctions?
Just thinking about grilled squid legs with peanut butter was enough to give anyone the creeps.
Then, a voice came from inside the house: “Yukihira, your friends are here.”
“Alright…”
The red-haired boy suddenly rose to his feet, unwrapping the long, white strip around his wrist before tying it on his forehead: “Let’s get started.”
The scene focused on the red-haired boy.
If there were no surprises, this Yukihira should be the protagonist of theic.
The scene shifts.
The protagonist, Yukihira, and his father each cooked a bowl of fried rice, and a girl was the judge, evaluating the cooking skills of the two.
“Hmm…”
As the girl took her first bite of fried rice, the camera suddenly paused at a strange angle. The girl’s legs slightly tightened, and her short skirt fluttered as if blown by the wind, then a flush appeared on her face.
“Ah…”
The girl let out a fragrant breath, seeming to be in afortable state that made her appear almost intoxicated.
Lu Wei, who was sitting in front of his phone, could not help but suspect that thisic had some naughty elements, but he had no proof—
At the same time, Lu Wei thought it was quite novel.
This artist called Shadow was really skilled. The two bowls of fried rice on the table looked so appetizing – as if just the drawing alone could awaken the taste buds of its readers.
As it turned out, Yukihira’s father was the winner.
It seemed that every now and then Yukihira would have a culinarypetition with his father, with the customers acting as judges.
They hadpeted hundreds of times, and Yukihira hadn’t won once.
But what had Lu Weiughing was …
Yukihira and his dad started arguing again about who made the most disgusting dish.
Yukihira thought his grilled squid legs with peanut butter were the most disgusting, while his father thought his dried sardines with strawberry jam were more horrifying…
Goddamn dried sardines with strawberry jam.
The father-son argument brought a smile to Lu Wei’s face.
Other foodics were all about who could make the more delicious dish.
But in this foodic, not only did theypete over who could make the most delicious dish, but they also strived to make the most disgusting dish …
Taking into ount the customer’s reaction after tasting the food, Lu Wei began to have a little interest in thisic.
Just a tiny bit.
Because the protagonist’s culinary skills were not that impressive. He had lost to his father so many times and his father was just a cook in a small restaurant.
Though it was a bit cliche …
Lu Wei felt that if the protagonist of a food-themedic didn’t have impressive culinary skills, the story’s excitement would be diminished. Who would like a sissy protagonist?
With a somewhat apathetic attitude, he continued to flip through.
At night, the restaurant was closed for the day.
Just then, a woman wearing sunsses, escorted by her bodyguards, strolled into the small restaurant.
It turns out this woman was a representative of a property developer, and the developer nned to build arge apartmentplex opposite the small restaurant.
So, she wanted to force the small restaurant to close down.
Yukihira, with his restaurant’s policy of never letting a customer down, refused.
As a result, the next day, the kitchen of the small restaurant waspletely devastated, with all the meat including what was in the refrigerator, ruined by someone.
Upon seeing this, Lu Wei felt a hint of anger.
In order to force the small restaurant to close down, these developers would stop at nothing, just like some real-life developers who forcibly drive out local residents for their own profits!
They were utterly despotic!