A judge shook his head and stopped the chopsticks. He felt that the fortress named "Ma" in his mouth was incredibly strong. The "spicy" flavor of contestant Xia Yan and the "raw crispy" taste were very sharp, but they could not be pierced with one spear.

The result of not being sharp enough is that the storm was dragged into the swamp by the constant stamina, and gradually there was no sound.

He secretly felt sorry for him.

Go first, then go first, there is indeed a difference.

One side completed the invasion and became the defending side, regaining their strength, and waiting for the attacking side.

The pressure on the attacker to the next attack is too great. He must burn the small universe and completely tear apart the food kingdom established by the first judge.

"If I have to make a choice, my vote will not change. I will vote for my classmates at a young age." The judge said in his heart.

"I'll take a long time..."

“Long time I +1.”

Gin Dojima and Taki Kakuzaki also put down their dishes and looked at each other.

Kakuzaki Taki sighed and opened his mouth slightly: "I'm sorry, senior Dojima, this vote cannot be voted for your junior in the Pole Star Door. Haha, the stamina of 'Ma' is too strong. Apart from the stunning feeling at the beginning, chewing it into your stomach, you can't leave any memory of 'green pepper shredded pork' in your mouth."

"The space after taste is completely occupied by 'ma'!"

Gin Dojima was silent, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Spicy" is stimulation, "Ma" is the aftertaste. This is what Kuma classmate created, it is extremely solid...violent aesthetics."

Seeing this, the emcee was about to ring the golden gong and announced that the voting and victory will begin.

In the guest room.

"It's over." Erina Nakiri let go of her chest-cuffed hands, and her long curly golden chestnut hair fluttered, and her side face was very calm, and she was as disappointed as expected.

At this time.

A helpless and laughable voice came from the radio speaker: "Hey, is the spicy mountain too spectacular, making this bowl of sauce feel no presence!"

On the picture, the boy picked up a bowl of sauce that was filled with luster and hung over the dining plate.

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

So, the dining plate was decorated with a third color

Brown yellow!

"Wow."

A subtle light rose without warning in Nakiri's eyes, which stopped and watched.

"What is that?!" Nakirina's pupils contracted.

Yisehui frowned: "It seems like the lights in the venue have shook for a while."

If the broadcast screen can be explained as a lighting problem, then at the scene, Gin Doshima, Kakuzaki Taki, and Hakumoto Saki all witnessed a sudden light rising from the plate when the sauce was poured down.

But the light flashed.

Too fast.

Too short.

The judges were stunned for a moment: "Perhaps it's because the spicy taste is too irritating and you've had hallucinations?"

"It cannot be explained, but if you have to explore it to the end, the answer may be ridiculous... Anyway, I think it is a problem of lighting." The off-campus critic looked up at the top of his head.

Xia Yan is different from them, with a confused face in capital.

Hold the grass!

Is this shining?

But why is it short and fast...

Also, in advance, the "short and fast" of the luminous cooking does not represent the chef's true level.

After secretly sweating, Xia Yan quickly looked for the system prompts. When he saw the latest information, he had the keywords of [Lighting Index]. He wanted to smash the table and yell a few words. He was wrong. All his previous speculations about "Lighting" were wrong.

It turns out that "luminescence" is classified as an index by the system, and is parallel to "darkness".

This means that a dish can have multiple characteristics and indexes.

Dark cuisine is not impossible to shine.

And then.

As he mastered more and more luminous recipes, his future path would undoubtedly be wider. There is no need to hold on to the "Dark Index" to be a very pure dark cuisine chef. In summary, darkness is not my wish. Xia Yan doesn't want to return to the world of "China One World" and has become famous. One day, he was captured by the young leader Liu Maoxing and pushed it with other dark chefs, such as the Five Tiger Stars, and the leader Kai You.

Return to the food halberd stage.

The green pepper and shredded pork were drizzled with sauce, and the shredded pork plate was just dug out from the spicy mountain by Xia Yan. The red oil on the surface was also "wavy", which shows that the temperature was extremely high.

The sauce was poured on the shredded pork and a fragrant smell suddenly appeared.

Juewo Saki finally changed his expression and his nose sucked hard: "What does this taste like? It's completely different from the previous one."

"persimmon?"

Dojima Gin explained the key to cooking sauce in one sentence: "I suddenly thought that there were a few ripe persimmons in the ingredients you prepared, but I didn't expect that you would use persimmons like this!"

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

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

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

"Puchi~"

The 'raw crisp' that was previously extremely prominent has taken the lead by another taste and taste.

Sweet, very light.

Even if the persimmon is ripe, it is inevitable that it will have a slight fruity and bitter taste when boiled with it.

But it was such a "sweet" and such a "bitter" that quickly followed by the "raw crisp" of green peppers and the extremely spicy taste of shredded pork oil... They were suddenly combined into a wonderful melody by the chef with incredible fantasy ideas...

"Well! The melody of this kind of cuisine..." Gin Doshima only took a bite, and as soon as he started chewing, his neck raised high, his face facing the dazzling lights above the venue, and his vision suddenly became empty.

Rumble.

It seemed as if I heard a faint sound of collapse. On the tip of my tongue, the so-called "violent aesthetics" kingdom disappeared in an instant.

A refreshing smile at the corner of Yin Dongshima's mouth, and he suddenly looked like a baby, pure and pure.

Crazy

The farmer's house, under the persimmon tree, lay in the cradle with wide eyes looking at the baby with blue sky and white clouds.

The clouds roll and unfold, from the sunshine to the silver moon hanging high, and from the clear sky to the cloudy clouds, the weather quietly alternates day and night.

At the same time, the persimmon tree blossoms and bears fruit, and the ripe persimmons fall to the ground. The picture is in the eyes of the white and fat babies, spring and autumn, winter and summer, and the four seasons are changing.

One day.

The wind whistled from the other end of the wilderness. The boy looked at the half-collapsed farmhouse under the persimmon tree with branches and leaves, and saw the unfallen wall covered with cracks of time baptism. The persimmon tree beside him had thicker branches and the canopy was opened like an umbrella.

A pillar of smoke rose from the distance of his vision, but it no longer rose from the collapsed house. The boy came back to his senses and was already in tears.

Sudden.

A shadow dropped on the sky, with beards and horns, creatures that were as long as giant snakes, drooped their heads gentlely towards the boy, and then the boy climbed onto the creature's head and grabbed a horn.

"Hu" goes straight to the sky in the blink of an eye, with the corners of clothes roaring, and the hair scattered in the wind.

In reality, Gin Dojima took off with her face, and my surprise expression and dark and deep eyes faintly reflected the picture of "The Boy on the Dragon's Back".

"The main tone is to stimulating spicy food, sour, sweet, and bitterness come from persimmons."

"Haha, I thought it was a bumpy life, but who knew that after eating green pepper, I suddenly realized that the 'crunchy' taste had risen to another dimension... It made me feel like I was flying! A life of flying freely!"

Unlike Gin Dojima who laughed and commented, the other four judges looked a little scary.

Kakuzaki Taki's eyes were shocked and shocked. He had not calmed down for a long time. He said with breath: "If it weren't for the food halberd witnessing it with his own eyes, I really couldn't believe that such a dish was made by a high school student..."

"yes!"

Several other judges agreed: "Comparing the "numb" and "spicy" of the contestants of Hejiu, the violent aesthetic comparison, now the dishes with sauce have reached a certain level of perfection... Let us taste the ups and downs of life, and after we grow up, the feeling of youthful excitement and courage to sit on the back of the dragon and reach the sky."

"Who could have thought that it was suddenly not a contest at the same level..."

"Yes, it's incredible. I thought that such a taste fantasy would only be eaten by some older chefs, and every dish was...sky-high!"

Then, there was a "ding dong" voting sound, and the judges even bypassed the stage when the emcee beat the bell and announced the start of the voting, and returned to the seat and lowered the buttons of the voting machine.

So two or three seconds later, the victory or defeat of the food halberd was revealed

Xia Yan, 5 votes.
Chapter completed!