Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 27 The Victory and Loss Announced
A judge shook his head, and the chopsticks stopped. He felt that the fortress named 'ma' in his mouth was incredibly strong. Xia Yan's 'spicy' taste and 'crisp' taste were very sharp, but not Can be pierced with a spear.

As a result of not being sharp enough, it was dragged into the swamp by the unstoppable 'ma', and gradually, there was no sound.

He secretly regretted.

Going up first, going up later, there is still a difference.

One side has completed the aggression and becomes the defending side, recharging their energy and waiting for the attacking side.

And the pressure on the attacking side from the back is too great, and they must burn the small universe and completely tear apart the gourmet kingdom established by the previous ones on the tip of the judges' tongues.

"If I have to make a choice, my vote will still not change. I vote for my classmate Jiu." The judge said heartily.

"For a long time, I will take care of myself..."

"For a long time, I +1."

Dojima Gin and Kadozaki Taki also put down their bowls and chopsticks, and looked at each other.

Kadozaki Taki sighed, and opened his mouth slightly: "I'm sorry, Dojima-senpai, but this vote cannot be for your Pole Stars junior. Heh, the stamina of 'ma' is too strong, except for the amazing feeling at the beginning, chewing Swallowing it into the stomach, there is no memory of 'green pepper shredded pork' in the mouth."

"The aftertaste space is completely occupied by 'hemp'!"

Dojima Gin was silent for a while before saying in a deep voice: "'Spicy' means stimulation, and 'numb' means aftertaste. This is what my classmate Jiu created. It is an extremely solid...violent aesthetic. "

Seeing this, the master of ceremonies was about to ring the golden gong, announcing the start of voting for the final round.

In the guest room.

"It's over." Nakiri Erina let go of her hands that folded her chest, and took a step forward, her long golden chestnut curly hair fluttering, her side face showed a very calm and predictable look of disappointment.

At this time.

A helpless and dumbfounding voice came out from the radio speaker: "Hey, isn't the Spicy Mountain so spectacular that this bowl of sauce has no sense of existence!"

On the screen, the young man held up the sauce bowl overflowing with luster, hanging above the dinner plate.

The mouth of the bowl is tilted, and the sauce is poured on the 'shredded pork' and 'shredded green pepper'.

So, the dinner plate was decorated with a third color——

brown!

"Wow."

A tiny ray of light rose up without warning in the eyes of Nakiri Erina who stopped to watch.

"What is that?!" Nakiri Erina's pupils shrank.

Yishihui frowned: "It seems that the lights of the venue flickered."

If the broadcast footage can be explained as a lighting problem, then at the scene, Dojima Gin, Kadozaki Taki, and Kuga Teruki also witnessed a light suddenly rising from the dinner plate when the sauce was poured down.

But, the light is fleeting.

Too fast.

too short.

The judges were all stunned for a moment: "Maybe it's because the spicy taste is too exciting, and I'm hallucinating?"

"It can't be explained, but many supernatural phenomena, if you have to go to the bottom, the answer may be ridiculous... Anyway, I think it's a problem with the lighting." The off-campus critic looked up at the top of his head.

Xia Yan was different from them, with a dazed face in capital letters.

Hold the grass!

This is glowing, huh?

But why is it so short and fast...

Also, let me declare in advance that the "short and fast" of the cooking does not represent the true level of the chef himself.

Squeezing a sweat secretly, Xia Yan quickly searched for the system prompts, and saw that the latest information had the keyword [Luminescence Index], at that time, he wanted to smash the table and shout a few words. All speculations are wrong.

It turns out that 'glow' is systematically classified as an index, and 'dark' is juxtaposed.

That is to say, a dish can have multiple characteristics and indices.

Dark cuisine does not mean that it cannot emit light.

And then.

As he masters more and more luminous recipes, the road ahead will undoubtedly be broadened. There is no need to cling to the "Darkness Index" to be a very pure chef in the dark cooking world. In conclusion, darkness is not what I want, Xia Yan didn't want to return to the world of "Zhonghua Yiyi", and his notoriety spread far and wide. One day, he was caught by the little master Liu Maoxing, and other chefs in the dark world, such as Wuhuxing and the leader Kaiyou, were pushed out together.

Return to the food halberd stage.

Green peppers and shredded pork were covered with sauce, and this plate of shredded pork was just dug out by Xia Yan himself from Lashan Mountain. The red oil on the surface was still "sizzling", which showed that the temperature was extremely high.

The sauce was poured on the shredded pork, which immediately produced a tangy fragrance.

Jiuga Zhaoji's complexion finally changed, and he sniffed fiercely: "What kind of smell is this? It's completely different from the previous one——"

"persimmon?"

Dojima Gin explained the key to cooking the sauce: "I suddenly thought that among the ingredients you prepared, there are a few ripe persimmons. I didn't expect you to use persimmons like this!"

"Actually, this bowl of persimmon sauce is the main body of the dish "Persimmon and Green Pepper Shredded Pork." Xia Yan smiled.

So Dojima Gin picked up the bowl again, picked up the chopsticks again, seemed impatient to pick up shredded pork and green pepper.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Puchi~"

The 'crisp' that was so prominent before was completely taken over by another texture and taste.

Sweet, very light very light.

Even if the persimmons are fully ripe, it will inevitably have a slightly acidic and bitter taste when used to cook the sauce.

But it is such a 'sweetness', such a 'bitterness', followed by the 'crispness' of the green pepper, and the extreme spiciness of the shredded pork red oil...they are amazingly used by the chef with a pair of wonderful hands, with unbelievable whimsy Wonderful thoughts, forcibly condensed into a wonderful melody...

"Hmm! The melody of this dish..." Dojima Gin only took a bite, and just as he started to chew, his neck was raised high, his face was facing the dazzling lights above the venue, and his vision suddenly became nothingness.

Rumble.

It seemed to hear a faint sound of collapse, and on the tip of my tongue, the so-called "violent aesthetics" kingdom disappeared in an instant.

There was a refreshing smile on the corner of Dojima Gin's mouth, and he was like a baby in an instant, pure and innocent.

slam-la-

In the farmer's house, under the persimmon tree, there is a baby lying in the cradle with wide-eyed eyes looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, from sunny to silver moon hanging high, and from clear sky to cloudy, day and night, and the weather quietly alternate.

At the same time, the persimmon trees are blooming and bearing fruit, and the ripe persimmons are falling to the ground. In the eyes of the chubby baby, the four seasons change in spring and autumn, winter and summer.

someday.

The wind was blowing from the other side of the field. Under the persimmon tree with rustling branches and leaves, the young man looked at the half-collapsed mud house of the farmhouse, and saw that the wall that had not collapsed was covered with cracks from the baptism of time. The persimmon tree next to it has thicker branches, and the crown of the tree is like an umbrella.

A pillar of smoke rose in the distance, but it no longer curled up from the collapsed house. The young man came back to his senses, tears streaming down his face.

Sudden.

A shadow was cast in the sky, and the snake-like creature with beard and horns bowed its head docilely to the boy, and then the boy climbed onto the creature's head and grabbed one of the horns.

"Huh—" With a flick of his fingers, he reached the sky, the corners of his clothes fluttered, and his hair was scattered in the wind.

But in reality, Dojima Gin's surprised expression of taking off and I'm flying, and his dark and deep eyes faintly reflect the image of "the boy on the back of the dragon".

"The main tone is spicy and spicy, and the sour, sweet and bitter are derived from persimmons."

"Haha, I thought it was a bumpy life, but after eating green peppers, I suddenly realized that the 'crisp' taste has risen to another dimension... It makes me feel like I'm flying! Flying and wanton life!"

Unlike Gin Dojima, who laughed and commented, the eyes of the other four judges were a little horrified.

Taki Kadozaki's eyes were full of shock and horror, he didn't calm down for a long time, and said with panting: "If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I can't believe that such a dish was made by a high school student... ..."

"Yes!"

Several other judges agreed: "The "hemp" and "spicy" contestants of Wakuga, the violent aesthetic contrast, and now the dishes are topped with sauces, have reached a certain level of perfection... Let us eat out The ups and downs of life, after eating the growth, the youthful excitement, the carefree and refreshing feeling of daring to sit on the back of a dragon and go straight to the sky. "

"Who would have thought that suddenly it would not be a contest at the same level..."

"That's right, that's unbelievable. I thought that this kind of tasting fantasy would only be eaten by some elderly chefs. Every dish is... sky-high!"

Then, there was a "ding dong" voting sound, and the judges even directly bypassed the link where the master of ceremonies rang the bell to announce the start of voting, and all returned to their seats and clicked the buttons of the voting machines.

So two or three seconds later, the winner of the food halberd was announced——

Xia Yan, 5 votes.

Long time I follow record, 0 votes.

　Let me talk about the update of this book first. There are two updates a day for the new book issue. There is no fixed time for the time being. The first update is usually in the evening, and the second update will be after 12:[-].

　　Then, I will give a unified reply to many old book friends who came to ask whether "Food" can be continued. Because it has been discontinued for too long and there are reasons that cannot be described, everyone understands that it seems strange. It is more sensitive. Although it has an island background, I am still afraid that it will be affected by 404 next time. If you really like that background, this "Paradise" can try to add a reincarnation world later. Anyway, the author of this book intends to be Let yourself go, open your mind and write what you want to write. Do you have any suggestions for food-related fan dramas and film and television dramas? You can also write in book reviews. The author will read book reviews when he has time, and find corresponding works for supplementary lessons~
　　Yours sincerely.

　　Then bow to the students who voted and rewarded during this period~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)