"This ...... Can you really taste it?" everyone in the hall gasped. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If the spices are mixed together and not heated with water, there are still many people in the hall who can taste them, after all, they are some professionals.

However, if you add water and reheat it, not only will the original flavor of the seasoning be washed away, but the difficulty will be several levels.

"Liu Mangjun, is there a problem?" asked Kosuke Harano with a smile.

"No problem, that's very good. ”

Waiting until the water in the pot is completely boiling, the middle-aged man takes out two glasses and puts them on the table.

Kosuke Harano poured out the spices from the pot and divided them evenly in two glasses.

After being heated with mixed water, all the spices are mixed together to form a liquid that is as black as ink.

"It's hard to imagine what it would be like to mix so many spices together, if ordinary people would spit it out after taking a sip, let alone distinguish the taste. A challenger said.

"yes, it's hellish of a challenge. Another challenger chimed in.

"Liu Mangjun, please. Kosuke Harano made a gesture of please, and then took out a dumpling from his pocket: "This is dough without any taste, you don't mind if I use this little prop, right?"

"Of course you don't mind, please. Liu Mang was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and agreed.

Kosuke Harano dipped the dough in the juice and took a gentle bite to savor it.

"Damn, boss, this old man is really prepared, I'll go and find you a loaf of bread right away." Five-Eyes said angrily.

"No, there is a taste in ordinary bread that interferes with my judgment. Liu Mang waved his hand, picked up the glass on the table, and took a sip gently.

"Haha, I see! Dipping the tasteless dough in the seasoning makes the mouth less uncomfortable, and you can taste what is inside. ”

"That Chinese was fooled! Who called him so careless, it turns out that the trick is here." ”

"Is he stupid, just taste it directly, the taste buds will definitely not be able to stand it, and he will definitely not be able to taste anything. ”

"Who called him so arrogant and didn't ask the rules at first, it's self-inflicted. ”

"Look, he's going to throw it up!"

But to the disappointment of everyone in the hall, Liu Mang swallowed a mouthful of water as if he was swallowing a mouthful of water, and there was no uncomfortable expression on his face. He smacked his lips a few times, then picked up his pen and wrote quickly on a piece of paper.

Kosuke Harano, who was on the other side, glanced at Liu Mang in surprise, closed his eyes and thought about it, and began to write the name of the seasoning on the paper.

As the minutes passed, the two of them wrote more and more slowly on the paper, sometimes even stopping the pen, then tasting the condiment, thinking for a while, and then writing a word or two.

"Little Wu, pour me a glass of water!" Liu Mang shouted.

"Okay!" Goyan immediately poured a glass of water and brought it up.

Liu Mang rinsed his mouth with water, Rao is his sense of taste is amazing, and now he is also a little numb by this complex seasoning.

Taking a sip of the seasoning water again, Liu Mang thought carefully: "Miso, fish sauce, wasabi, mint...... Think about it and see what else is missing. ”

Kosuke Harano over there also seemed to be in a predicament, and the dough in his hand was bitten by him until it was only the size of a fingernail.

After frowning and thinking for a while, he dipped the last bit of dough in the seasoning water and put it in his mouth, checked the paper in his hand again, and finally made up his mind: "Liu Mangjun, my seasoning is finished!"

"Really, what a coincidence, mine was done. Liu Mang raised his head and raised the paper in his hand.

"Okay, let's put the paper away first, and let's reveal the answer first. Kosuke Harano walked over, folded the paper in his hand, and placed it on the table.

Liu Mang also folded the paper full of the names of the seasonings, put it together with Yusuke Harano, and pressed a glass with his hand: "Mr. Jiro, please help us reveal the answer." ”

"Okay. Jiro Ida took out a note from the box and wrote the name of the spice on a whiteboard carried by the hotel staff.

"Curry, sugar, light soy sauce, miso, ......" As Jiro Ida wrote out the names of the seasonings one by one, the smile on Kosuke Harano's face grew. On the other hand, Liu Mang was expressionless and very serious.

"All right! all the spices are here. Jiro Ida checked it again, confirmed that it was correct, and then continued, "Now let's reveal the answer." ”

"Liu Mangjun, can you win? I'm all right!" Yusuke Harano laughed out loud when he saw the announced answer.

"Oh my God, meaning Master Wilderness has tasted all the spices?" exclaimed one of the challengers.

"That's terrifying! There are more than 30 kinds of spices written on the whiteboard! Not a single one?"

"Sure enough, the sense of taste is the one who has recently approached God, and after so many years, it has not degraded at all!"

"This Chinese is determined to lose, no matter what, he can't win. ”

"There's really nothing wrong with any of them!" Jiro Ida took Kosuke Harano's answer and compared it carefully, a little incredulous.

"Mr. Liu Mang, you can hand over the secret recipe of Mr. Wuye Shaoou's 'clear juice'. The middle-aged man beside Kosuke Harano stepped forward and said.

"Why did I leave it to you? I haven't even released my answer. Liu Mang was not in a hurry at all, and replied slowly.

"I really don't know whether to live or die! I wanted to save some face for you, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant!" The middle-aged man looked disdainful: "Hurry up and announce his answers, I read a few wrong!"

Jiro Ida picked up Liu Mang's answers and compared them one by one. As a result, after reading it, he didn't say a word, and his face was strange.

"What's wrong? How wrong are you?"

Liu Mangjun ...... Liu Mangjun is also right! All correct!"

"What ......?" erupted in the hall.

"Impossible! You must be helping him! How could it be a good one!" The middle-aged man rushed forward, snatched Liu Mang's answer, and stuffed it into the hands of a small man beside him: "Si Wujun, you know Chinese, you come and compare." ”

"Okay. The little man nodded, holding the paper and comparing the answers on the whiteboard one by one.

"True, all right!" he replied after a while.

"It's a draw!" the other challengers in the hall screamed in disbelief.

"Is this Chinese even so terrible in taste except for sword skills? Master Yuan Ye is known as a man with the 'tongue of the gods'!"

"What a pity, I thought I could win. Liu Mang sighed and walked up to Kosuke Harano: "Master, what do you think?