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The young man walked over with a smile and a smile in his hands holding the bowl of noodles wrapped in light.

"Please, Censor—"

He placed the bowl on the kitchen counter next to the door, and his eyes were fixed on Hiroshi Akiyama in the crowd.

A crowd of people hula surrounded the kitchen counter.

"This soup ......"

Erina Nagikiri couldn't help but exclaim: "What's the matter, the soup was still milky white before, but now it has become clear!"

Milky white, it is a large bone broth.

And now the color of the soup in the bowl is more like vegetarian stock.

However, the color of the vegetarian soup stock is generally yellow and bright, and now the soup in the bowl is closer to the golden soup color, clear and bright, probably because it has just been put down, the soup has a slight swaying in the bowl, sparkling appearance.

In the clear soup, there are orderly circles of noodles.

There is only one noodle.

One noodle fills a large bowl!

"Gollum~"

Smelling the fragrant soup gushing out, Kobayashi Gentian wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes were obviously rippling with longing, and he stared at the noodles in the bowl for a moment, and his appetite was activated.

"This smell, what's going on!" "Yi Shihui was secretly suppressing something, frightened.

At first glance, it looks like a bowl of somen noodles with a clear soup and a constant noodle stick, but when you smell the aroma of the soup that spreads out, the sparkling bowl in your field of vision is distorted and blurred, and it becomes different.

Ripples like water waves emerge.

Chicken bones, pig bones.

Corn, carrots, turnips......

Garlic, ginger, onions and all kinds of spices faintly appear in the bowl, announcing their own existence, interpreting themselves, a strong sense of the picture arises spontaneously, something is going to break through the picture!

Issehui held his breath, he felt that he was under the wind of the tide, and even the huge waves, but he did not dodge, but tensed his heartstrings, full of anticipation, to meet the huge waves!

Wow!

The fragrance swept through his body, and Yishihui trembled, and in the picture of his head, he himself was swallowed by the huge waves, drifting with the waves in the turbulent flood, without a trace of panic, but physically and mentally stable, like a ship returning to port.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly, someone was patting him on the shoulder, and Ichishiki Hui opened his confused eyes and found that it was Dojima Silver with a stiff face.

"You'll be lost!"

Dojima Silver said so, and then woke up Erina and Kobayashi Gentian one after another.

Among the crowd, only three interns were at a loss, and a group of bigwigs, including Tokyo Governor Yuriko Tamagawa, all had solemn expressions.

"Huh!"

But Maas just smiled, shook his head, and said inwardly: "It seems that they are about to find out ...... too"

"Let's try it—"

A young voice that breaks the silence.

Xia Yu handed a pair of chopsticks to Akiyama, who took it and slowly picked up the bowl.

At this time, Akiyama Hiroshi became the focus of everyone's attention, and a pair of eyes stared at him, Kobayashi Gentian himself was a famous foodie, and he was greedy and unwilling to mutter.

There is only one bowl of noodles, and Hiroshi Akiyama is the only one who is lucky enough to taste it.

Others, just spectators, witnesses to this review.

Chopsticks!

Akiyama Hiroshi accurately grabbed a noodle thread, and with a thick expectation in his eyes, he swished, and the white noodles broke out of the water, and he continued to suck them into his mouth, sprinkling small droplets of water.

"This taste...... Smooth and tender!"

"Delicate! Flexible!"

The mouth couldn't stop at all, and it was half a bowl when I ate it, and the sound of sucking noodles couldn't be stopped, and finally the cheeks bulged high, and Akiyama Hirocai was willing to use his teeth to bite off the noodles with a snort.

The noodles fall back into the bowl and the soup is sparkling.

Chew!

Chew it in big bites!

Hiroshi Akiyama's entire facial muscles were tense and a little distorted because of the savage and vulgar chewing.

It's not just the delicate and smooth taste of the noodles.

The soup is actually the soul of a bowl of noodles, and when Akiyama Hiroshi smoked the noodles, he ate a lot of soup, and at the moment his mouth was wet, and as he chewed, he bit off the extremely tough noodles, and the taste of the thick soup burst out.

But this kind of outburst is a kind of soft and soft, very strange.

"Wrong!

Talking to himself in his heart, Akiyama Hiroshi was shouting while eating, "It's not vegetarian soup, it's not bone broth...... They are a blend of vegetables, both the freshness of vegetables and the mellowness of soup, this is a special soup!"

I don't know how to describe the extreme taste of this premium pasta.

Cotton?

Even if he is a Tai Chi Grandmaster, he is obviously slow and leisurely, but he hides too many subtleties.

Boom, Akiyama Hiroshi heard the sound of the door opening, and a taste of spices, peppercorns, fennel, grass fruits, meat coars, etc., set off a wave in the mouth, but then, the vegetable juice was injected into the wave, which eased the overly strong and overwashed taste.

The hands in the dark, obviously feeling that the wave of taste was too light, waved the spoon casually, splashed down drops of old soup made from chicken bones and pig bones, so the refreshing wave dyed the golden color, and became soft and powerful, so that Akiyama Hiroshi had a feeling of endless aftertaste.

Swallow the food.

Looking at the noodles and soup in the bowl again, Akiyama Hiroshi wanted to put down the chopsticks, but he hummed, as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person was shocked.

"Full—"

There was a faint voice in my head.

The body is also belching with satisfaction. Akiyama Hiroshi looked at Xia Yu, and was angry and funny in his heart, what is this, half a bowl of noodles wants him to be really full and satisfied?

If Chef Bright Lin let go of his appetite and released his appetite, the terrifying gluttony scene would definitely not be weaker than that of Chef Dark Lin of the same level.

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

Kobayashi Gentian saw that Akiyama Hiroshi had not put down his chopsticks for a long time, and he couldn't help but ask.

Dojima Gin, Ryoko Lina, and Marshal Tozuki all cast curious glances. They also wanted to eat it, but there was only one bowl of noodles.

"It's okay. ”

Akiyama Hiroshi replied lightly, exhaled a breath of refreshing air, and ate the rest of the chopsticks, but as he sucked, the hand in front of him that was still holding the chopsticks was steady, and suddenly trembled.

Syllable!

This is the sound of chopsticks falling off their hands and falling to the ground.

"What's going on!"

It's messy.

The change made a chef lose his cool.

The expression is blank, the head maintains a trace of clarity, Akiyama Hiroshi looks around left and right, there is a vast fog in front of him, this is the world of fog, and even he himself is a fog, a virtual existence, only a little spiritual wisdom, returning to the beginning of the soul and the land of chaos.

However, in the real world, Hiroshi Akiyama has a peaceful expression.

Xia Yu left quietly.

He returns to the kitchen counter and finds the ingredients that have been prepared.

Shrimp heads, clams.

Turn on the fire, first throw the shrimp head in the pan and boil, wait for the water to boil, add the washed clams, cook again, and wait for the clam shells to be opened, then remove all the shrimp heads and clams.

Stop the fire, strain out impurities, and mix with the broth that Ryoko Rina had been told to cook earlier.

In the past, the ingredients used in the dashi were kelp, scallops, dried whitebait, and bonito flakes.

Mix the two soups, mix in the large bone broth that was originally specially kept, put it on the stove with a pot, and continue to boil.

Then, cut some minced garlic and onion, use a small pan, boil and melt a piece of 20 grams of butter, add minced garlic and onion to cook until soft, and then pour in white wine.

Swish!

Several spoonfuls of thick soup were spilled into the pan in a row, and Xia Yu turned around and brought a bowl of black, liquid-like things. (To be continued.) )