Chapter Seventy-Eight: From Now On, There's No Joy Ramen!
What a ninja ramen!
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In the blink of an eye, whether it is the seven bowls of ninja ramen on the side of the Ichiraku ramen shop, or the national warrior of the female food ninja, there are only two empty plates left.
"Hiccupβ"
"Well, it's almost time to decide."
With a full burp and a satisfied pat on the stomach, the seven judges glanced at each other, all of whom saw each other's hesitation.
Difficult!
After all, they are not professional gourmets, and they can only judge the quality of food by their tongues, but these two bowls of noodles have deeply shocked them.
The first bowl of noodles is like a tiger on land, ravaging their taste buds with a wanton sweep; And the second bowl of noodles is like a bully in the sea, rolling a storm of taste in their bodies!
It's a ......
War between land and sea!
"What's going on?"
"Is it really that hard to choose?"
"Pick it up, we're waiting to taste it!"
The onlookers on both sides couldn't wait, and their palms were sweating nervously, and their ramen ......
No, it should be ninja ramen, can you defeat that bowl of national warrior noodles and save the color girl?
But no matter what the outcome is, Hand Beat has also secretly made a decision in his heart.
The judges broke out in a cold sweat, facing the two small red and blue flags in their hands, their hands trembling and disobeying......
That's it!
Pick it!
β¦β¦
"Six to one?!"
Except for Kai, who voted for the female food ninja, the other six people all voted for the bowl of ninja ramen!
Obviously, their expressions were still so entangled just now, how could they ......
"How so?! That's impossible!! The cook's hand holding the alkali stone was clutched, and her muscles were bruised.
"There's nothing impossible." Chen Xiao walked up to the female chef Ren and brought her the ramen.
"You taste it."
"Anyway, this is just a bowl of ramen, how can it be ......" The female chef took the bowl of noodles in Chen Xiao's hand and took off the hat on her head.
The crowd let out a low exclamation.
The woman looked ordinary, except for her waist-length brown hair and a pair of weak and boneless hands, she could no longer see any difference from others.
Is she the villain who kidnapped the Rainbow girl?
Hand punching is also a little unbelievable.
The female shinobu took a sip of the ramen soup, and the expression on her face was relaxed, but she still looked unconvinced.
The deliciousness of the soup is expected, otherwise you don't need to make so much effort to get it, but this alone is still not enough to defeat the countryman with his super taste.
"Hmph, that's not enough, I'll try your noodles again." The woman picks one up with chopsticks and puts it in her mouth.
Sizzle......
Not...... Well?!
"This noodle ......" The chef couldn't help but look at the ramen in the bowl in a daze, and her hand holding the noodles trembled a little.
This side is alive!
The soup just now, although delicious, lacks a soul, like a pool of stagnant water.
But after adding this noodle, it immediately awakens the vitality in the soup, and it is completely alive!
"I didn't believe that food has a soul, but after seeing them, I gradually understood this sentence."
Chen Xiao pointed out the diners in the ramen shop to the female food ninja, their happiness when they ate ramen in Yile, the grief and anger when they heard that their daughter was kidnapped, and the expression of still supporting hand-beaten after tasting such unpalatable ramen, is still vivid in my mind.
"The reason why Ichiraku ramen has the taste of Ichiraku is because it is Ichiraku ramen!"
"Nonsense, nonsense!" The female Shinobu turned crimson and was a little annoyed.
"That's why I can beat you, even if you imitate it in appearance, you can't restore the core of that dish."
Facing the woman's quibble, Chen Xiao shook his head and said: "The key to cooking is the living soul!" β
"Yes, yes!" Without waiting for the chef to speak, the judges resonated.
"Yes, in the end, it is not the tongue that makes us make up our minds, but the heart."
"The first bowl of noodles really conquered our tongues, but after eating the second bowl of noodles, we could feel the heart of the cook."
β¦β¦
"That's enough."
"I understand, I lost."
After the chef put another bite of noodles in her mouth, she muttered for a long time and said this.
"And my daughter?!" After hearing her admit defeat, Handa immediately asked excitedly.
"Heh, she's fine, you come with me, it's in the forest outside the village." The female chef pointed at Chen Xiao, still with that indifferent expression.
"Okay, let's go."
"Chen Xiao, do you want us to go with you?"
Seeing that the woman pointed to him alone, everyone was a little uneasy, and Naruto asked kindly on the side.
"No, I'll be enough alone." Chen Xiao smiled and rejected Naruto's kindness, but he knew in his heart that he probably had something to say to him, who was also from the same academy.
"Wait a minute!"
Just as they were about to leave, two voices stopped them.
It's a hand-beaten and concubine rain.
The expression of the hand hit was a little hesitant, and after struggling for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and said, "You wait a minute, I lost." β
"Hand hit?"
"What do you mean?"
The diners and the chef Shinobu looked at Teda in surprise.
"Originally, I thought that Chen Xiao and Naruto's ramen skills would not be able to surpass me, so I asked them to help me pull the noodles for me, so as to beat you with my homemade soup."
"But now it seems that I was wrong."
Hand Da's face was a little depressed, and he continued: "So this is an unfair duel, it's not you I defeated, but the ninja ramen that Chen Xiao invented them!" β
"As agreed, I'll give you the recipe for the Ichiraku ramen soup, so please wait."
After a while, he took out a delicate small wooden box from the back room, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
"Hand beating dude, this ......"
"This ...... It's not suitable! β
How important the recipe of the soup is to a ramen shop is clear to everyone.
"You don't need to persuade me anymore, I've already decided." A hint of determination flashed in his hand-beaten eyes, and he no longer hesitated, handing the wooden box to the female chef Shinobi.
"Losing is losing, and I won't accept this kind of charity." The woman snorted and pushed the wooden box into Chen Xiao's hand.
"You hold it for me first, and when I defeat you later, it will be like you coming back."
"This ......" Chen Xiao looked at the hand with some embarrassment, and after seeing him nodding to himself, he could only helplessly put it in his arms.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have one more thing to announce." He said loudly to all the diners in the room, "From now on, there will be no more Ichiraku ramen!" β
"Hand hit!"
"Uncle!"
Everyone was stunned, and Chen Xiao was also stunned.
Is the soup really that important?!
"There's no way, this is the fate of the ramen shop...... "The eyes of the hand are red, and the recipe is handed over to someone else, and he is no longer qualified to run this ramen shop.
"Okay, then hit the uncle with your hands."
When the store was silent, Chen Xiao's applause was particularly harsh.