#young menchi

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Way back then, she remembered that people were jealous of her amazing ability. They tried so hard to stump, putting the wrong ingredients into the dish, pouring to much in, or stealing her equipment. But each and every time, Menchi always came out victorious. Whether it was changing the dish to accommodate for the new ingredients or finding a new way to make it. 

“You’re going to have to do better than that.” It was a smug reply, but who could blame her. She was the best of the best after all.

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Even born with a phenomenal pallet, she still needed to learn how to use that to her benefits. Her parents had signed her up for a cooking class with the best chef there was at the time. He was rough, almost as rough as she was present day. This, however, never stopped her or held her back. Menchi strive and became the head of the class in no time. It was then that he mentioned the hunter exam to her. “I’m ready for it!” The young child said. “Nothing will stop me from being a better chef than you!”