The light illuminates a young face.

The boy walked over with a smile holding a bowl of noodles wrapped in light in both hands.

"Please use, examiner"

He placed the bowl on the kitchen counter near the door, and his eyes fixed on Hiro Akiyama in the crowd.

A group of people surrounded the kitchen counter.

“This soup…”

Erina Nakiri couldn't help but say in surprise: "What's going on? The soup before was still milky white, and now it's clear!"

Milky white is big bone soup.

Now the color of the soup in the bowl is more like vegetarian soup.

But the color of vegetarian soup is generally yellow and bright. Now the soup in the bowl is closer to the golden soup color, clear and bright. Perhaps because of the fact that I just put it down, the soup sways slightly in the bowl and looks sparkling.

Just in the clear soup, there are noodle wrapped in orderly circles.

There is only one face.

A noodles fills a large bowl!

"Guru~"

Sniffing the scent of the soup that poured out, Kobayashi Longtian wiped the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were obviously filled with desire. He stared at the noodles in the bowl for a moment, and his appetite was activated.

"What's going on with this smell!" Yise Hui was secretly suppressing something, and she was shocked.

It was clear soup, and a constant stream of noodles seemed to be a bowl of plain noodles at first glance, but after smelling the scent of the soup, the noodle bowl with glittering waves in the field of view was twisted and blurred, and became different.

Ripples like water waves emerged.

Chicken bones, pig bones.

Corn, carrots, white radish...

Garlic, ginger slices, onions and various spices faintly appeared in the bowl, proclaiming their existence and interpreting themselves. A strong sense of picture arises naturally, and something is about to break through the picture!

Yisehui held her breathing and felt that she was in the tide or even under the gust of the huge waves. But he did not avoid it, but tightened his heartstrings and was full of expectation to welcome the huge waves!

Wow!

The fragrance rolled up the wind and tide and brushed across his body, and the color of wisdom shook. In the picture of his head, he was swallowed by huge waves and drifted with the waves in the turbulent flood. Without a trace of panic, he was calm in body and mind, as if a ship returning to the port.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly someone was patting his shoulder. Yise Hui opened her confused eyes and found that it was the tense Gin Dojima with a tense face.

"You will be lost!"

Gin Doshima said this, and then he immediately woke up Erina and Kobayashi Gentian.

Among the people, only three interns were at a loss, and a group of big men, including Tokyo Governor Yuriko Tamakawa, all had solemn expressions.

"Oh!"

But Mas just smiled, shook his head, and said in his heart: "It seems that they are about to discover it..."

“Try it and see”

The young voice broke the silence.

Xia Yu handed a pair of chopsticks to Akiyama Hiro, Akiyama Hiro took it and slowly picked up the bowl.

At this time, Hiroshi Akiyama became the focus of everyone's attention, staring at him with his eyes. Kobayashi Gentian himself was a famous foodie. He was greedy and was muttering something unwillingly.

There was only one bowl of noodles, and Hiro Akiyama was the only one who was lucky enough to taste it.

Others are just the audience and witnesses of this review.

Get off the chopsticks!

Hiro Akiyama accurately grabbed the thread of the noodles, with a strong expectation in his eyes, and then the white noodles broke out from the water, and were constantly sucked into his mouth, sprinkling small drops of water.

"This taste...smooth and tender!"

“Delicate! Flexible!”

The mouth couldn't stop at all, and he could eat half a bowl of noodles. The sound of sucking noodles could not be stopped. Finally, his cheeks bulged high, and Hiroshi Akiyama was willing to bite the noodles with his teeth.

The noodles fell back into the bowl, and the soup sparkled.

chew!

Chewing in big mouthfuls!

The muscles on Hiroshi Akiyama's entire facial muscles were chewed with barbarity and vulgarity, tightly tightly and a little twisted.

It's not just the delicate and smooth taste of the noodles.

The soup is actually the soul of a bowl of noodles. When Hiroshi Akiyama sucked the noodles, he ate a lot of soup. At this moment, his mouth was wet. As he chewed, he bit off the extremely tough noodles, and the taste of the soup burst out.

But this kind of explosion is a kind of soft and soft force, which is very strange.

"Wrong! Wrong!"

He couldn't stop talking to himself, and Hiro Akiyama was shouting while eating, "It's not vegetarian soup, nor big bone soup... They are combined, both with the refreshing vegetables and the mellow soup. This is a special soup!"

I don’t know how to describe the ultimate taste in this special pasta dish.

Mianjin?

Even the Tai Chi master is obviously slow and slow, but it hides too many mystery.

Booming, Hiro Akiyama heard the sound of the door opening, spices, pepper, fennel, grass fruit, meat bandits, etc., setting off a wave in his mouth, but then, the vegetable juice was injected into the wave, which eased the texture of over-tonifying and over-flushing.

In the dark, the hands obviously felt that the taste wave was too light. They waved their spoon and sprinkled drops of old soup made from chicken bones and pig bones. The refreshing wave dyed a golden color and became soft and powerful, giving Hiro Akiyama a feeling of endless aftertaste.

Swallow the food.

When he went to see the noodles and soup in the bowl, Hiro Akiyama wanted to put down his chopsticks, but he nodded, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body was shocked.

"full"

There was a faint sound in my head.

The body was also making satisfactory burps. Hiro Akiyama looked at Xia Yu, feeling angry and funny. What? I just wanted to make him really full and satisfied?

If Chef Guangminglin relaxes his appetite and releases his appetite, the terrifying binge eating scene will definitely not be weaker than Chef Darklin of the same level.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Seeing that Hiro Akiyama had not put down his chopsticks for a long time, Kobayashi asked with a look.

Gin Dojima, Lina Ryoko and General Totsuki all cast curious eyes. They also wanted to eat it, but there was only one bowl of noodles.

"It's okay."

Hiro Akiyama replied lightly, exhaling a breath of refreshing breath, putting down the chopsticks and eating the rest, but as he sucked, his hand holding the chopsticks in front suddenly trembled.

Bang!

This is the sound of chopsticks falling from their hands.

"What's going on!"

It's messy.

Changes made a chef Lin lose his calmness.

His expression was blank, his head kept a little clear. Hiroshi Akiyama looked around and saw a vast fog in front of him. This was a world of fog, and even he himself was a fog, a virtual existence, with only a little intelligence, returning to the initial and chaotic land of the soul.

However, in the real world, Hiro Akiyama has a peaceful expression.

Xia Yu left quietly.

He returned to the kitchen counter and found the prepared ingredients.

Prawn heads, clams.

Turn on the heat, throw the shrimp heads in a pan and cook, wait until the water boils, add the washed clams, cook again, and wait until all the clam shells are opened, remove the shrimp heads and clams.

Cease the fire, filter out the impurities, and mix with the broth that Ryoko Lina had ordered before.

The ingredients used in the broth before were kombu, scallops, dried silverfish and wooden fish flowers.

Mix the two soups, mix the big bone soup that was originally reserved, put it on the stove with a pot, and continue to cook.

Then, cut some minced garlic and chopped onion, cook a 20g piece of butter in a small saucepan, add minced garlic, cook the minced onion soften, and then pour in white wine. When the alcohol is evaporated, the boiled soup has already arrived.

Swish!
Chapter completed!