Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 343 How to use it

There are a total of 5 judges sitting in each venue.

And each judge holds 20 points, so the total score limit of statistics is 100 points.

The bleak scores made the venue blow through the cold wind.

"Are you kidding, these scores..."

"Not normal! Something is wrong!"

"These people on the stage are all super elites carefully selected from the first-year students!"

There are a lot of freshmen in the auditorium, rioting and uneasy.

The old students, faculty members, and a small number of off-campus spectators were relatively calm.

Xia Yan continued to stay in Area B.

He glanced at the judging booth, except for the difficult and hard-to-treat Chiba Zhijiang, the few around him were also reviewers who faced the masterpieces of veteran chefs every day.

Just like...

That little fat man named Shuji Kita has blossomed in both the financial and food circles, with amazing energy. He founded the "Kita Food Research Club", which is also a well-known "food group" in Tokyo. There are many famous hosts under his command Kitchen member.

Also, a middle-aged man with an honest face and a calm temperament, Anton Shingo.

One paragraph is enough to make or break a restaurant's man.

Coincidentally.

Last month, the "Dark Fort" was written by this "food writer" into his special article, so the graduates who are now on duty in the group began to complain, because no matter who schedules The guests to be entertained are full all day long.

"It stinks!"

suddenly.

The unbearable voice of the girl host Rei Kawashima came from the loudspeaker in the arena.

"Huh?!"

Sitting in the middle of the judging booth, Chiba Orie, saw the sullen Nao Sadazuka, and pushed a dining car over, with several ramen bowls on it.

Nao Sadazuka took off the lid of one of the ramen bowls, "Please use it!"

"This is my special "pitch black laksa curry"! "

Ugh, the smell is getting stronger.

Chizuru Zhijiang's face was faintly green.

Next to it, the faces of a few men were not good-looking. When the lid was lifted, a smell of stinky salted fish hit, enough to make people suffocate.

Immediately afterwards, miserable wailing came from the auditorium.

The camera swept over, and a group of people were smoked down.

Nakiri Erina commented in this way, and said bluntly: "It's like a stinky ditch that is ten times more concentrated!"

Xia Yan was very close to her. Hearing this, he flicked his finger on her smooth forehead: "Believe me, compared to the real underground sewer, this is already heaven."

"stare--"

The girl stared at him, her earrings were slightly flushed, "Be careful, this is a public place!"

"Hey, in this situation, it's impossible for the camera to still surround us." Xia Yan pointed to the camera position near the stage, and then turned the topic back to the topic of 'cooking', "Unfortunately, that student from "God's Smell" In Area A, not here, otherwise he could easily discover the secret of Sadazuka Nao's cuisine from the smell. "

Um?Erina, who was prouder than everyone else, suddenly became dissatisfied: "You mean Ha Shanliang?"

"Oh, he does have a dog's nose for hunting deliciousness."

"But I'm not bad either!"

Xia Yan tilted his head, looked up and down, and looked at her slightly pursed moist cherry lips, "Well, it's not bad, what do you say about your 'tongue', how do you describe it..."

Erina looked kindly:
"What do you want to say about my tongue?!"

The interaction between the two in the corner of the stage did not last.

"Zero points!"

"Absolutely zero points!"

Judge Kita Shuji slapped the table and yelled at Nao Sadazuka: "Are you kidding me? There are countless gold and rare delicacies to fill my stomach. I don't need such non-human food..."

The voice did not fall.

Shuji Kita suddenly seemed to be stuck in the neck, and looked at Chiwa Orie who was in the main seat in disbelief.

The female judge has already picked up her chopsticks and tried Nao Sadazuka's 'Black Ramen'.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

But even so, a ball of ramen was picked up with the chopsticks.

The smell of stinky salted fish is getting stronger and stronger.

Facing the dark cuisine despised by everyone, the eyes of Qianwu Zhijiang suddenly showed a strange blur:

"Slightly bitter, slightly sour."

"what happened!"

"It's like a toilet that hasn't been cleaned, and a fruity smell suddenly bursts in~"

call out!
Suck!

One chopstick, two chopsticks.

Chiba Zhijiang ate until his cheeks were swollen, and he said amazingly: ""Dried salted fish" is not the protagonist of this dish, we are all deceived by the strong smell! "

"It's like a piece of fine jade, wrapped in a thick stone skin, only the most brilliant stone appraiser can dig it out!"

Seeing this, Ando Shingo also started to try it.

"Hey, the soup base has the smell of coconut milk, and there is also a spice substance suspected of lemongrass."

"So that's how it is to increase the breadth of the flavor of the dishes?"

Kita Shuji sat down, pulled his tie, and tasted it reluctantly.

Then, his attitude turned in an astonishing way, his lips visibly trembled, and before he had finished chewing the food, he shouted excitedly with the food in his mouth: "The freshness of the seafood spreads in my mouth! My whole body is following this rhythm and rhythm." dance!"

call--

Not long after, the judges all wiped their mouths and looked at the empty noodle bowls.

"This "pitch black laksa curry"..."

"Laksa is the essence of Malay and Singaporean Nyonya cultural cuisine."

"The key is that the branch is made of specially made stinky salted fish as the main branch, and the supplementary flying fish and ghost knife are used as fillings, but you have eaten them all, the faint melody that is not obvious, like blood vessels and blood, is everywhere. Serve the whole dish!"

"That's right, or that kind of 'unknown', 'unknowable', 'unable to peep' is the rhythm of life of this dish!"

"It seems to be the origin of everything!"

Discuss while giving points.

In the end, Nao Sadazuka's total score was 89!

Instantly topped the list of Group B!

"Oh!"

The hall is boiling.

The first one with a score of over 50 did not expect to break through the 80-point limit all of a sudden, only 1 point away from the A-level good grade of Yuanyue Cooking Class!

Chizuru Oruie took a deep breath.

In her mind, it was herself with chains all over her body, dragged step by step into the abyss of eternal darkness by the "unknowable" and "unpeepable" dark hands.

Maybe it's not bad to be drowned in that black curry soup?Let me drown in it!
"That kind of 'material'..." Chiba Orie looked at Nao Sadazuka with complicated eyes, and just as he was opening his mouth to explore the secret, another student pushed a dining car and arrived in front of the jury.

"Shinto Hishako!"

Nao Sadazuka stared at the 'Secretary' who served the dishes.

"This time, I will win!" Nao Sadazuka's eyes hidden in his thick bangs showed a strong flash of confidence, "I want to wash away the shame of eating a halberd when I was in the second year of junior high school, and take Miss Erina's secretary position ...take it into your hands!"

If the time goes back to two years ago.

Junior high school time.

In the bamboo grove, a halberd-eating game is already coming to an end.

The winner, Hisako Nido, pointed to Nao Sadazuka with short hair and pure temperament, "I won, from now on, you are not allowed to approach Miss Erina, but wherever she appears, you must retreat to 50 meters outside!"

Thoughts end here.

Of course Hisako Niito knows the reason for Nao Sadazuka's "confidence" now, so he snorted:
"Do you think your 'way of use' can hold me steady?"

How to use it?

The five celebrities in the jury said: "???"

what the hell!

(End of this chapter)