Food Wars, I Come From a World Captured by Food

"Hmm! It tastes pretty good, almost at the level of a two-star WGO gourmet food, though it's a stretch."

Even Goddess An has already started to pick out the noodles to eat.

After taking the first noodle in his mouth, he absentmindedly lowered his head and put down the book in his hand. After turning a page, he took out a pen from somewhere and started writing and drawing: "Well, you are still a student of Totsuki Academy, right?

It’s already good to have this level at this age. If you have time, you can come to the Tokyo branch of WGO to obtain two-star qualification!

As long as you can come up with two more dishes of the same caliber."

"Wow! Eisan-kun is already at the WGO two-star level!"

At this moment, at Totsuki Academy in Tokyo, the Totsuki students who were watching this food battle exclaimed in surprise, and some even looked at Tsukasa, who was in the first seat.

He teased with a mischievous look on his face, "Si! Your first place is in jeopardy!

But don't worry, no matter if you are number one or not, you will always be number one in my heart!"

"Stop joking, Xiaolin!"

However, facing the teasing of a certain red-haired beautiful girl, the cold-faced handsome white-haired man still stared at the judges present: "Ruishan's opponent this time looks very strong!

Furthermore, this team of judges doesn't even think a two-star dish is worth eating. Could it be that Mr. Xiaolin can come up with something even more amazing?"

“Slurp, slurp, slurp…!”

And at this moment, perhaps only the sound of Erina Nakiri slurping noodles could make Eiyama Edatsu feel a little comforted?

"Why are you looking at me? I just didn't want to eat that guy's food, so I ate your food to fill my stomach."

However, when he turned his gaze to Erina Nakiri, hoping that she could say something to save his face, the words that came out of Erina's mouth made Eiyama Ezu's eyes go dark.

So you're eating my food because you have a grudge against that guy?

"Erina, stop talking!"

Finally, the gourmet devil Nakiri Senzaemon spoke and stopped his granddaughter from talking nonsense.

At the same time, she looked at Lin Qingzheng and said, "Xiao Lin, please forgive me. It's not that Erina doesn't want to taste your cooking, but her [God's Tongue] is not yet able to handle such high-end ingredients, so... please don't be angry."

“Wow…!”

In an instant, all the people present who were watching the live broadcast opened their mouths in surprise at the same time, looking at the young man who was still staring at the noodles in the pot with sweat on his forehead.

Just this, a man who has nothing good except being handsome was actually apologized to by the Food Demon!

And they also said that [God's Tongue] cannot come into contact with such high-end ingredients!

The audience who watched this live broadcast felt that their worldviews were shattered.

“A…Okay!”

At this moment, in the noodle pot that Lin Qing was staring at, the white noodles finally began to float slightly, and were cooked to 90%.

Only half of the noodles are left! Lin Qingzheng's mind was more focused than ever before, staring closely at the noodles in the pot.

Then, he turned on the bottom flame of the teppanyaki grill on the kitchen counter and lifted the lid of the boiling soup pot.

A fragrant and delicious smell that was comparable to that of "Extremely Flavorful Soup" enveloped the venue.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look sideways: "Another two-star dish? Incredible, incredible! The young are formidable.

Chapter 22: Shameful Nakiri Managi

"Huh?! Is that a two-star dish too? That's pretty impressive!"

At this moment, as Lin Qingzheng opened the lid of the pot, Ruishan Zhizu also glanced over, and a thought flashed through his mind: "What a pity, no matter how hard you try, it's only a two-star dish.

Not to mention that this level of effort would never attract the interest of Special Executive Officer Nakiri and the Commander-in-Chief.

Besides, even if they are both two-star dishes.

With an aroma that's slightly inferior to the "Extreme Soup," even Erina and Ann probably wouldn't be interested in trying it, let alone anyone else.

So, he watched Lin Qingzheng's operation with cold eyes, convinced that he could not be stronger than himself.

"Grandpa, do you think Kobayashi-kun can win? His soup doesn't taste as good as Eizun's..."

Meanwhile, on the judges' panel, Erina Nakiri approached her grandfather with some concern, lowering her voice and saying, "How about... I'll just give it a try! And then I'll vote for Kobayashi-kun. That way, with two votes against one, Kobayashi-kun can still win."

"No, that's not necessary! Erina, have you forgotten? Seiichiro taught him how to make beef bone broth!"

Nakiri Senzaemon remained motionless, watching Lin Qing cooking noodles. "Beef bone broth is known for its subtle aroma, so a slightly less fragrant flavor isn't a problem. On the contrary, the fact that Kobayashi-kun's beef bone broth rivals Eizan-kun's unknown broth speaks volumes about its quality. Besides, have you ever seen noodles that haven't turned to mush after nearly two hours of cooking?"

"Ah! This!" Erina Nakiri's face was immediately shocked: "Could this noodle also be a fantasy ingredient?!"

"That should be right!"

A certain gourmet devil turned back with a serious expression! "Well, then, with the addition of Cinderella beef and sweet soy sauce... Erina, do you still want to try Kobayashi-kun's cooking?"

"emmm..."

The girl bit her plump lips and fell silent. She had previously made a steak for her grandfather with the beef and soy sauce Lin Qingzheng had given her. Although it had received rave reviews, she was still unhappy. "So when will I be able to taste a dish made with fantasy ingredients?"

"Wait! Wait!"

Nakiri Senzaemon smiled and twirled his beard, "Wait until you lose interest in ordinary ingredients.

Or after you marry Kobayashi-kun!"

"Who would marry him! That kind of guy... that kind of guy..."

When her grandfather brought this up again, the girl blushed like a ripe apple: "I won't marry you! I won't marry you even if I die!"

. Hehehe…! "

Faced with his granddaughter's shyness, the Food Demon King laughed and continued to look at Lin Qingzheng.

Because Lin Qingzheng moved!

Before the noodles in the pot were completely cooked and floated up, Lin Qingzheng acted quickly and used the net used for scooping noodles to scoop the noodles, which were already 95% cooked, into the net. Then, with a series of "Ola Ola Ola" movements of his arms, the water on the noodles was shaken off, leaving only dry noodles, which Lin Qingzheng then poured into the five bowls that had been prepared long ago.

Then, Lin Qingzheng took out two more fresh-keeping boxes, opened them, and took out five thin leaves with fleshy texture and color. He fried them lightly on the iron plate, and a strange, refreshing and delicious meaty aroma spread.

On the side, in another fresh-keeping box, when it was opened, there were ten white, tender boiled eggs that seemed to be glowing.

Take out the boiled eggs, cut them in half, and put them into the rapidly cooled bowl along with the fried bacon leaves.

Lin Qingzheng took out a bottle of brown salt and a bottle of soy sauce, opened them and poured them into the still boiling pot.

"boom!"

How to describe it? It was as if Mount Fuji had erupted, or someone had abandoned a little boy in Tokyo. The terrible aroma bomb erupted from the soup pot and instantly swept across the entire venue.

Well, it’s worthy of being the volcanic ash salt from Wulu Volcano and the soy sauce from Soy Sauce Locust. This explosive aroma is worthy of being a level 2 gourmet ingredient!

"So...it smells so good!"

This impactful fragrance not only filled the venue, but also the surrounding areas. People passing by could faintly smell the aroma that made their stomachs rumble.

"Ahhhhhhh! I can't take it anymore!"

At this moment in the Food Wars competition venue, the special executive who possessed the [God's Tongue] that had been developed to the extreme had bloodshot eyes and fell into a state of rage. He controlled the electric wheelchair and rushed madly towards Lin Qingzheng's stove.

Erina Nakiri, who was still staying next to her grandfather, was now sweating all over, her face flushed, and her sanity was on the verge of collapse.

Hehehe...

On the side, Nakiri Tsuyoshi, who had originally maintained a cold and expressionless face, smiled on his gloomy face after seeing his wife and daughter's uncontrollable appearance. He smiled gently and pressed the nose wing with his index finger, as if he had made a decision secretly.

"I want it! I want it! I want to eat! Give it to me!"

Just when the ghost father made a decision, a face full of madness and desire suddenly appeared in front of Lin Qingzheng, who was putting sliced ​​eggs and bacon leaves into a bowl in front of the stove.

It was WGO's special executive, Nakiri Managi. She stood in front of him with a hungry look on her face, supporting herself with her arms, looking at the big pot that was still emitting fragrant aroma with longing. Her bright red tongue stuck out, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of her mouth, as if her brain had been completely controlled by the "Tongue of God".

Uh...this...

Facing this nymphomaniac special executive, Lin Qingzheng, who had already placed the bacon and double-yolk eggs and was holding a spoon in his hand, didn't know what to do for a moment. He had seen Erina Nakiri going crazy about the white apple, but Managi Nakiri seemed to be in a worse state than Erina. At least Erina could still sit honestly on the judges' seat at this moment, instead of running down from the judges' seat like this special executive Nakiri.

"Special Executive Officer! Special Executive Officer!"

As if aware of Lin Qingzheng's predicament, the host Lantabi walked over with his long legs.

He reached out and hugged Managi Nakiri's body, wanting to put her back on the electric wheelchair to prevent her from embarrassing WGO again.

"Let me go! Let me go! I want to eat! Give me food!"

However, even though she had hugged Nakiri Managi's body, she was still struggling desperately, trying to climb onto Lin Qingzheng's stove.

"Chef Xiaolin, could you please serve her a bowl first?"

Holding Nakiri Managi's skinny body tightly, Rantabi didn't dare to use any strength for fear of hurting her own leader. Helplessly, she could only raise her head and look at Lin Qingzheng: "Please! Please let her eat a bowl first! Please!

This……

Faced with such a request, Lin Qingzheng was helpless. He could only scoop a spoonful of soup from the boiling pot with a spoon and pour it into a bowl of noodles under the watchful gaze of Nakiri Managi.

“Chi…!”

With a strange sound, the noodles, which were only 95% cooked, were instantly cooked to 100% by the boiling soup.

While cooling the boiling noodle soup, a cool aroma of wheat spread around.

Blending with the explosive aroma of the soup, it becomes a richer and more alluring aroma.

“Tear, tear, tear…”

Thus, just as a bowl of noodles was served, an invisible wave spread out, and the clothes of everyone in the venue were torn into pieces.

Chapter 23 I want more

"Wow! What's this? The clothes are torn?"

For everyone in the venue and watching the live broadcast, the Nakiri family's inherited ability "Ripped Clothes" is also very famous.

Not only those in the catering industry, but even ordinary people know about it.

When the head of the Nakiri family, Lord Nakiri Senzaemon, eats delicious food, his clothes will be torn to pieces by the energy bursting out from his body.

His children, Nakiri Munee and Nakiri Managi, can even spread this ability to other people, causing the clothes of those around them to be shredded as well.

But now, they haven't had any food yet!

Everyone's eyes were unanimously turned to the source of the fluctuation, the special executive officer of WGO.

At this moment, she was at least two or three meters away from the bowl of noodles in Lin Qingzheng's hand.

Just smelling the fragrance! It actually triggered the "clothes tearing apart"!

Special Officer Nakiri entered this state before he even had the chance to eat!

"Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me now! I command you, give it to me!"

At this moment, the voice of Nakiri Managi once again broke the silence of the venue. As everyone's eyes gathered, they saw that Lin Qingzheng took back the bowl of noodles that was about to be handed to her, then handed it over again, and took it back again, which teased Nakiri Managi so much that the waves on her body swept across the venue again and again. In the end, she could not hold back her desire and shouted out.

"Special Executive Officer! Chef Kobayashi?"

On the side, Lantabi kept sweeping over with the wave of "Clothes Ripped", covering her breasts with one hand, half squatting to cover her sensitive parts, while looking at Lin Qingzheng.

On Lin Qingzheng's side, he couldn't help but feel a little amused when he sensed the gourmet cells on his body stirring as the wave of "clothes being torn" swept across his body.

It seems that... this ability of the Nakiri family is also related to the world of food capture!

Even if it didn't originate from the world of Gourmet Captives, at least this ability could enhance the activity of Gourmet Cells:

I just don’t know what the impact will be when several waves sweep through the body at the same time.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingzheng finally stopped teasing Nakiri Managi, placed the bowl of noodles steadily in her hand, then turned around, sped up, scooped up a few spoonfuls of soup, and poured it into the bowl of noodles.

Please enjoy, [Kobayashi Beef Bone Clear Broth Ramen]! For you! For you! For you! For you!

He picked up the ramen and served the noodles to the four judges one by one. Every time he handed the bowl of noodles to someone, Lin Qingzheng would say "Here you go".

Until the very end, when he was delivering noodles to Erina, he just said "for you", which immediately made the beautiful girl furious: "Kobayashi Kiyomasa!

Stop right there! What's your attitude? Why is it "for you" everywhere else, but "for you" when it comes to me?

"Just use honorifics! Believe it or not, I voted for Eisan-kun?!"

"I believe it! Of course I do!"

Lin Qingzheng nodded nonchalantly. "You won't eat this bowl of ramen anyway, right? You can only vote for Eishan-kun, so why should I use honorifics with you?"

"You guy!"