Food Wars, I Come From a World Captured by Food

Nakiri Managi remained indifferent, not even glancing at the various delicacies. "My tongue tells me it's not interested in them. It doesn't want to eat these mediocre dishes. If there's no such super dish it's never seen before, it would rather die."

"Ah?! Die?"

Hearing this word suddenly, the blonde beauty became anxious and stood up, holding the book. "Officer Nakiri! Please don't say such things! We will definitely work hard to find a delicacy you will be willing to eat! Or... or... how about trying molecular gastronomy?"

“No, Ann.

After tasting it once half a year ago, it has lost interest in this kind of thing."

Nakiri Managi still barely raised her eyelids and said weakly, "Earth, the food on Earth, probably only those legendary mutant ingredients can satisfy my taste buds, right?

But that only lasts for a while. Before long, it will get bored of it and crave new tastes.

It's useless. The food on Earth can no longer satisfy me. [God's Tongue] is truly a terrible curse!"

Nakiri Managi was lying on the hospital bed, her face full of despair. She also thought about those legendary mutated ingredients or new cooking systems.

But it's useless. Unless it's something like the neon from the time when the Japanese black ships were founded and the world discovered its cuisine, with several completely different ingredients and constant innovation, it can satisfy my taste buds for a long time.

Simply one or two mutated ingredients as side dishes will not satisfy it, unless it is a large number of completely new ingredients that do not belong to this world..."

"Executive Officer Nakiri! Executive Officer Nakiri!"

At this moment, outside the door of the room, a beautiful woman with short light yellow hair, very white skin and a blue dress rushed in in a panic.

He picked up the food container and said, "Report! Officer Nakiri! Officer An Yi! Here's a package from Japan! It's from Officer Nakiri's father, saying he got some mutated ingredients. One is a mutated white apple! The other is bone broth made from a mutated bison that feeds on these white apples!"

"Mutated apples and mutant bison bone broth?"

An excitedly stood up again, his face suddenly clear of the anger he had shown towards Rantabi's sudden intrusion. "Well done! Second-Class Officer Rantabi! Hurry and bring it over so Nakiri and the other officers can have a taste!"

"Ah~! Just a mutant apple and a mutant bison bone soup?"

Nakiri Managi, lying on the hospital bed, opened her eyes weakly and glanced at the white apple and the sealed bowls of bone broth. The corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "That's all! Father really hasn't seen much of the world. Can such ordinary mutant ingredients satisfy my [God's Tongue], which has already reached its peak?"

But forget it, since my father sent it all the way here, and it’s a mutant ingredient, I’ll give it another chance. If [God’s Tongue] isn’t interested, I can just throw it in the trash: “Open the box, Second-Class Executive Officer Lantabi!”

"Yes! Nakiri and other executive officers!"

After hearing Nakiri Managi's order, Rantabi obeyed and immediately opened the lid of the food storage box, releasing the fragrant storm of white apples.

"This...what is this?"

Unlike Erina Nakiri who was still able to struggle, Managi Nakiri was immediately controlled by her own [God's Tongue].

The Tongue of God is longing! It is cheering! It is urging her to hurry up! Eat it quickly! Eat that white apple! "

She frantically struggled to free herself from the infusion needle in her hand, dragged her weak body to the ground, and stumbled towards Rantabhi, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"No! Officer Nakiri! Your father ordered this to be used for cooking!"

Rantabi screamed and tried to hide, but she was immediately grabbed by the calf by Nakiri Masaki. Nakiri Masaki felt that she was walking too slowly, so she simply lay down on all fours, returning to her newborn state: "Give it to me!"

"what……"

Lantabi looked at An for help. An was writing furiously on the book he was holding: "What an amazing aroma! It makes me feel like I'm in heaven. The taste must be incredibly fresh and delicious. I predict it will produce a top-notch three-star dish."

As for Rantabi's request for help, she turned around calmly and said, "Just give it to Nakiri and the other officers first! Otherwise, she won't get better unless she eats the white apple."

"But, Mr. Nakiri said..."

Rantabi was still a little hesitant, but An shook his head. "It's useless. The illnesses of officers like Nakiri can no longer be cured by a single white apple. Unless there are many, many ingredients that complement the white apple..."

"Ah?! Then... okay!

At this moment, Nakiri Managi had already started to climb onto Rantabee's body.

In other words, she is very thin now, and due to long-term malnutrition, her body is extremely emaciated.

Otherwise, that weight and strength would have overwhelmed the soft girl Lantabi: "Hey! Hey hey! Okay!"

"Ooo ...

Then she just gave the white apple in her hand away over there.

Nakiri Managi couldn't wait to take a bite and instantly entered heaven. It was a paradise of gourmet food, with countless white apple trees growing on the fertile black soil.

In the distance, there is a winding soda water river. I seem to have turned into a white apple, hanging on the tree, absorbing the nutrition from heaven.

Until... until a rude golden bison madly crashed into the tree trunk, and the powerful force shook her off the branch, and its big mouth wrapped around her: "Ah, this is..."

When I opened my eyes, the white apple had been eaten up and nothing was left.

"Boom! Tear, tear, tear."

An invisible wave burst out, and in the entire WGO headquarters, regardless of whether they were men or women, and no matter what they were doing, all their clothes were torn to pieces by the energy bursting out of their bodies at this moment.

The hospital gown on her body suddenly turned into rags. Nakiri Managi looked at Rantabi, who was also in tattered clothes: "You just said there is also a beef bone soup?!"

"Yes! Yes! But, the head of the Nakiri family said that these are for cooking for you!

"I see there are several bowls! Let me try one!"

After eating the white apple, Nakiri Managi's brain returned to normal. She looked at the bowls of soup in the lunch box, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and made a request with a shameless face.

"Executive Officer An."

Rantabhi turned her head and An nodded at her.

"Pooh!" Then, a bowl of soup was opened. Because it was a cold clear soup, the tea-brown soup did not emit hot steam, and it looked as beautiful as a piece of crystal in the small bowl.

"Ah...this..."

It was another heavenly experience. However, this time, the originally perfect paradise was filled with something that shouldn't be there: "This salt, this water! This seasoning... just a little bit more... almost reaching a higher realm."

"Boom~!"

Another wave of waves spread, and the men and women who were barely hanging on a few strips of cloth just now suddenly turned into celestial bodies.

"Nakiri and other executive officers... I told the others to use them to cook."

On the side, seeing Nakiri Managi drinking a bowl of Qingyang in one gulp, An was about to tell Rantabi to take the food down and cook, but was stopped by Nakiri Managi: "Stop! No need to cook! Just heat it up and make me another bowl of rice. This bowl of soup is already at the extreme of delicious and unpalatable. You can't put anything else in it, even a little bit, it will destroy its taste balance!"

"Then...then what should we do?"

"That's it, prepare the rice! And then prepare the plane! I'm going back to Neon! My great father should still have these delicacies in stock at home, right?

After all, my daughter, Erina, was also cursed by the [God's Tongue]! He couldn't help but think about her! "

Chapter 8: Adventure in the World of Gourmet Captives

"Come and eat! Come and eat! Hahahaha!"

On this side, Nakiri Managi's plane took off from Paris. On the other side, in the world of food captives, Lin Qingzheng was exploring the white apple forest, hoping to find the legendary spaghetti grass.

During this exploration process, he also encountered many dangers and difficulties.

For example, there's the [Baked Apple Wolf] that exudes fruity and sweet aroma all over its body, and the [Bean Paste Tiger] that has the finest bean paste flowing in its blood.

These gourmet beasts, whose capture levels are around 1-3, are all in this meadow with fertile black grass, feeding on golden bison and Sindrila cattle.

After they met Lin Qingzheng, the gourmet beasts did not want to eat him, a human who looked not tasty at first glance. However, as beasts, they all had their own sphere of influence, so they would drive away and attack Lin Qingzheng.

However, Lin Qingzheng had his own way of dealing with this, and that was to run. To do this, he bought a modified motorcycle that could reach a top speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

Among the gourmet beasts below level 5, it should be enough.

Another solution is to throw in sleeping pills.

Yes, just throw sleeping pills!

For some reason, these sleeping pills from the world of Food Wars are surprisingly effective in the world of Food Wars.

Not only do almost all gourmet beasts like to eat it, but they also make you dizzy after eating it.

If you eat too much, you will vomit. If you eat even more, you may even die on the spot.

Although he didn't know if there would be any remains after the prey died after taking the sleeping pills, this was Lin Qingzheng's only means of hunting and self-preservation. At worst, he wouldn't want the organs and blood of the prey that took the sleeping pills!

Therefore, with the help of a large bucket of sleeping pills, Lin Qingzheng successfully left the banks of the Soda River, passed through the white apple forest, and came to the area where the Doubanjiang tigers lived.

He smiled as he looked at the Doubanjianghu lying on the ground foaming at the mouth.

Lin Qingzheng smiled, looked around at the surrounding environment, turned around and rode the small motorcycle he had just bought.

Start the engine, turn the handle, turn around, and walk in the direction you came from.

Soon, we returned to the Soda River, pushed the cart, and entered the "door" that was still open in the air.

Turning around, closing the door, opening the door, Lin Qingzheng was next to Doubanjianghu again.

After dragging it into the "door" with some difficulty, Lin Qingzheng sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a pity that the legendary spaghetti grass was not found, having the Doubanjiang Tiger was an effective supplement for Lin Qingzheng.

After the globalization of human economy, what affects the progress of chefs?

New ingredients? New cooking methods? New seasonings?

The correct answer is of course all of them, but the most influential of these are undoubtedly the various seasonings. Just like the national treasure of the neighboring Xiang Kingdom, [Masala], although it seems like a joke in modern times.

But back then, when Europeans first encountered it, the saying "Anything tastes delicious if you add a little Marsala to it" was no lie.

In reality, if we say that in his previous dishes, Lin Qingzheng only had higher quality ingredients, but his seasonings, staple foods and cooking standards were all lagging behind.

So, now, Lin Qing has also achieved breakthrough in seasoning.

While cutting open the tiger's neck to bleed it/making bean paste, and after settling, boiling and filtering, he obtained two new gourmet ingredients: [sweet soy sauce] and [bean paste]. For Lin Qingzheng, who is still trapped in the wild and unable to leave, this is considered a breakthrough!

Meanwhile, while Lin Qingzheng was preparing the seasonings, at the Xingping Restaurant on Jin Avenue, Yao Wang stared in amazement at the beautiful girl in the restaurant who seemed to be glowing.

Seeing her bowing to him with a smile on her face, he said, "Hello, are you Uncle Seiichiro's son? My name is Erina Nakiri! Starting tomorrow, I will come here to study culinary arts with Uncle Seiichiro! Please take care of me!"

"Uh... um... okay... okay... I... I... I..."

Faced with a super beautiful girl whose style was different from any girl he had seen before, Yao Wang, who was still a third-grade junior high school student, looked embarrassed.

"Okay, that's it! I'll be here on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

However, before he could even utter "I...", Erina had already stood up swiftly.

She shook her long golden hair, turned around and walked out of Xingping Restaurant, nodded to Xinhu Hisako who came to meet her, and got into the car together.

"Da Feishazi, are you sure I really want to study in such a shabby restaurant?"

Sitting next to Erina is a red-haired girl named Hisako Arato, who smells like fresh Chinese medicine. She is both Erina's secretary and her best friend. It was Hisako's idea that brought her here today.

Looking up at Yukihira Restaurant, Erina curled her lips in disdain. "What a shabby restaurant! I usually go to luxury restaurants! I would never go near a place like this where common people eat!"

"You can't say that, Miss Fei. This is Chef Caibo's restaurant. The shabby state it's in now is simply because Chef Caibo is unwilling to demonstrate his abilities.

If he wanted to, he could immediately open a star-rated restaurant comparable to the Totsuki Hotel."

Seeing Erina's disgust, Hisako quickly reached out and grabbed her eldest daughter: "What's more, starting tomorrow, this restaurant will have an apprentice with [Fantasy Ingredients]!"

"Ah?! Is that the [White Apple]?"

There was one thing Erina couldn't understand: "Didn't they say that the apple core had been sent to the research institute for testing?

It won't be long before we can plant them on a large scale, right? Why are you still... "

"My dear lady, are you not in charge of the family business in the Nakiri family?"

After hearing what Erina said, Secretary Erina turned her head to look at her in confusion. Noticing her bewildered look, she couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, the apple core was sent to the research institute, and it may be planted and promoted in the future.

But that's just a possibility. That's an extremely rare mutant ingredient! What if it can't be replicated at all? "

"I...we can buy it from him!"

Erina said in a weak voice.

"purchase?"

Feishazi's expression became even more complicated: "What if he doesn't sell it? What if he makes other requests? This is the [Fantasy Ingredient] that can satisfy the [God's Tongue].

Do you think, if you were in this situation, you would put it on the market?

What's more, besides the [white apple], he also has a cow raised on a diet of white apples, which could also be a fantasy ingredient."

"I……"

Erina fell silent, her head hanging in embarrassment. She asked her best friend, "So what do you mean?"

"Of course, you should build a good relationship with him and ensure a stable supply channel. If necessary, you can even make him fall in love with you!"

Xin Hu Fei Sha pinched her breasts confidently: "Miss, you are so beautiful, no man can refuse you, right?"