Looking at the pile of wriggling indescribable food in the pot, Masaji Ii hesitated for a long time before picking up the chopsticks.

I have to eat the judges I choose to be a judge even if it is a dark dish.

"Is this udon noodles?"

He stretched out chopsticks toward the black soup, picked up a long strip of ink-colored objects that were constantly wriggling. Ini Masaji I put it in a bowl and poked it.

The squirming became even more powerful.

Closed his eyes, Masaji Ii ate the long strip of object in one bite.

Even when it came to my mouth, the thing was still squirming.

However, the moment the teeth were bitten open, Ii Masaji suddenly opened his eyes.

Chew and chew.

"Wait, what's going on with this taste?"

"It's obviously a face, but it's not a face?"

He picked up another one, this time, Masaji Ii only bit off one piece and looked carefully at the section.

"This is using crab meat paste as the main body, and a shredded squid is added in the middle, so that the noodles have the overall crab meat and also bring the toughness of shredded squid!"

"The reason why it keeps squirting is because of the curl after being heated!"

"And the secret that can keep the squid shreds so energetic is"

Ii Masaji looked at Tuyumen Qingming.

"That's right, it's spiritual power. I added spiritual power to the cuisine!"

Through spiritual power, this whole hot pot still maintains a delicious taste like a sashimi even though it has been rolling in the boiling soup for so long.

The black soup is because cuttlefish sauce is added.

"tasty!"

Kazuya Sakamoto took a bite and opened his eyes wide.

"Is this contrast between appearance and actual taste the embodiment of the way of harmony between yin and yang?"

"No, this is just a personal bad taste."

Tuyumen returned to his seat Qingming, continued to drink Coke and eat potato chips.

After cleaning up, Xingchuan Yuyan served his dishes.

"Um?"

On the white plate, although small squares such as purple potato, banana, yam are placed in the syrup in a syrup, no characteristics are seen.

"Shengchuan player, what is this?"

Kazuya Sakamoto asked, too.

"Please wait for two."

After Xingchuan Yuyan put the plate on the table, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and put it on the plate like picking flowers.

The next moment, his hand shook slightly, and then he raised his chopsticks.

brush

The unsolidified syrup surged like a fountain, and was pulled out of a wave-like shape by chopsticks. At the same time, small purple, yellow, and white squares flew up with the syrup.

Almost at the same time, the syrup immediately solidified after being stirred and hung in mid-air.

Form a galaxy.

Above the Milky Way, purple potatoes, bananas, and yams are dotted.

"The way to make this dish originated from China, and its name also comes from a poem from China. It is suspected that the Milky Way falls into the sky. Please taste it."

Xingchuan Yuyan silently returned to his position.

Masaji Ii picked up the chopsticks and picked up one of the yams.

I saw that there was still syrup on the yam, and a long thin thread was pulled out, like the tail flame of a meteor.

When put into your mouth, the sweet syrup is wrapped with a special taste of yam, which has a completely different experience from the dishes I had eaten before.

"This is the impact force of a meteor hitting the earth. Through the special combination of simple ingredients, the shortcomings of both are eliminated and the advantages of both are combined. Although it is just a dessert, it makes people unable to stop at all!"

Ii Masaji tasted one after another, and he didn't mean to stop the chopsticks.

After all, it is another stomach that is used to hold sweets.

It was not until the two of them almost finished eating the food department of Xingchuan Yuyan that Qiao Qiao brought his own dishes.

"?"

Ini Masaji Ii looked at the things that Qiao Qiao brought up and instinctively wanted to avoid them.

That's something like a bomb.

"What is this, Qiao Sang?"

Kazuya Sakamoto was already standing up too.

"Qiao Sang's cooking style is very unique."

Masaji Ii picked up the fan and blocked his expression.

"This is a bomb."

"!"

Ii Masaji is gone.

To be precise, he hid on the side of the rostrum in an instant and stared at the thing on the table carefully.

For a moment, everyone in the scene became quiet and the needles could be heard.

"This is a joke, haha, no matter what, it is impossible to use a bomb to make a dish."

Kazuya Sakamoto also tried to ease the atmosphere on the scene.

"Sakamoto, I suggest finding a bunker."

Qiao Qiao was already hiding behind the table.

"What?"

Kazuya Sakamoto only saw Qiao Qiao holding a remote switch in his hand.

Press gently.

Bang

The bomb on the plate actually exploded.

A shining fireworks appeared in the sky.

The shape of the fireworks is black and white, which actually forms the shape of a cute panda.

Among the fireworks, a metal item fell down and it turned out to be another bomb.

I saw the metal bomb falling down, triggering the fuse and cracking the whole thing.

Smack

The bomb is divided into two.

"Um?"

Ii Masaji smelled a scent.

This is different from any previous dish, which stimulates the fragrance of the nose, tongue, and all organs that can sense the taste.

After swallowing, Masaji Ii poked his head out.

On the plate, there are indeed good bombs divided into two halves.

But the bomb only had an empty shell, and it turned out to be a container, containing the dishes.

The black and white tofu is stained with red, and the minced meat exudes a spicy and stimulating fragrance.

Although the traces of ginger and garlic cannot be seen, the existence of both can be clearly felt in the fragrance.

"Ah, I forgot one."

Qiao Qiao said, taking out a bullet from his carry-on backpack.

Injected with spiritual power, green buds grew on the bullet.

"?"

Question marks popped up on the students watching.

The tender buds continue to grow and quickly turn into the shape of green onions.

Qiao Qiao cut it off and turned it into chopped green onions, sprinkled in the Mapo tofu in the shell as a container.
To be continued...