One of the judges shook his head, the chopsticks stopped, he felt that the fortress called 'hemp' in his mouth was incredibly strong, and the 'spicy' taste and 'crispy' taste of Xia Yan's contestants were very sharp, but he couldn't pierce it with a spear.

The result of not being sharp enough is that it is dragged into the swamp by the endless 'hemp', and gradually, there is no sound.

He secretly regretted it.

First up, then up, sure enough, there is still a difference.

One side has completed the invasion and becomes the defending side, recuperating and waiting for the attacker.

Then the pressure on the attacker behind is too great, and it must burn the small universe and completely tear apart the food kingdom that the first one has built on the tip of the judge's tongue.

"If I have to make a choice, my vote will still not change, and I will vote for my classmates." The judge said.

"I've been disciplined for a long time......"

"I'm +1 for a long time."

Dojima Silver and Kadozaki Taki also put down the dishes and chopsticks and glanced at each other.

Kadozaki sighed, and his mouth opened slightly: "I'm sorry Senior Dojima, this vote can't be voted for your Polestar Liao junior." Oh, the stamina of 'hemp' is too strong, except for the amazing feeling at the beginning, chewing and swallowing to the stomach, the mouth can't leave any memory of 'shredded green pepper meat' in the mouth. ”

"The aftertaste space is all occupied by 'hemp'!"

Dojima Silver was silent, and only said in a deep voice after a moment: "'Spicy' is stimulating, and 'numbness' is the aftertaste, which is what Jiuga's classmates have shaped, and it is extremely solid...... The aesthetics of violence. ”

Seeing this, the master of ceremonies will ring the golden gong and announce the start of the voting decision.

In the guest room.

"It's over." Erina Nagikiri let go of her hands holding her chest, and with a single step, her long golden chestnut curls fluttered, and her side face was written with a calm, unsurprisingly disappointed look.

Then.

A helpless and laughing voice came from the radio speaker: "Hey, isn't the spicy mountain too spectacular, so that this bowl of sauce has no sense of existence!" ”

On the screen, the boy holds a glossy sauce bowl and hangs it above the plate.

The mouth of the bowl is tilted, and the sauce is poured over the 'shredded meat' and 'shredded green pepper'.

So, the plate was embellished with a third color -

Brown and yellow!

"Wow."

There was a subtle light that rose without warning in the eyes of Erina Nagikiri who stopped to watch.

"What's that?!" Erina Nagi's pupils constricted.

Yishihui frowned: "It's like the lights of the venue flickered." ”

If the broadcast screen can be explained as a lighting problem, then at the scene, Dojima Gin, Kadozaki Taki, and Kuga Teruki also witnessed a light suddenly rising from the plate when the sauce was poured down.

It's just that the light is fleeting.

Too fast.

Too short.

The judges were stunned for a moment: "Maybe the spicy taste is too exciting and I hallucinate it?" ”

"I can't explain it, but a lot of paranormal phenomena, if you have to dig into it, the answer can be ridiculous...... Anyway, I think it's a problem with the lighting. The off-campus critic looked up at the top of his head.

Xia Yan was different from them, with a bewildered face capitalized.

Hold the grass!

This glows hey?

But why is it scary to be short and fast......

Also, I would like to state in advance that the "short and fast" of the cooking does not represent the true level of the chef himself.

Secretly pinching a handful of sweat, Xia Yan quickly looked for the system prompt, and saw that the latest information had the keyword of [luminous index], and wanted to smash the table and shout two sentences at that time, but it was wrong, all his previous speculations about 'glowing' were crooked.

It turns out that 'glow' is systematically classified as exponential, and is alongside 'darkness'.

In other words, a dish can have multiple qualities and indices.

Dark cuisine is not incapable of glowing.

And then.

As he masters more and more glowing recipes, the road in the future will undoubtedly be wider, and he doesn't have to cling to the 'dark index' to be a very pure chef in the dark cuisine world, in summary, the darkness is not my wish, Xia Yan doesn't want to return to the world of "China Yiban", his notoriety has spread far and wide, and one day he was caught by the little master Liu Pleiasia, and other dark chefs, such as the Five Tiger Stars and the leader Kai You, were pushed together.

Return to the Halberd stage.

The green peppers and shredded meat were drizzled with sauce, and this plate of shredded meat was just dug out by Xia Yan himself, and the red oil on the surface was still "sizzling", which showed that the temperature was extremely high.

The sauce is poured over the shredded meat, and it immediately produces a tangy fragrance.

After a long time, Teruki's complexion finally changed, and his nose sucked sharply: "What kind of smell is this, it's completely different from the previous one-"

"Persimmons?"

Dojima Ginyi said the key to boiling the sauce: "I suddenly thought that among the ingredients you prepared, there were a few ripe persimmons, but I didn't expect you to use persimmons like this!" ”

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

So Dojima Silver picked up the bowl again, picked up the chopsticks again, and seemed to be eager to pick up the shredded meat and green pepper.

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

"Puff~"

The 'crispy' that was extremely prominent before was completely taken advantage of by another texture and taste.

Sweet, very light and light.

And even if the persimmon is fully ripe, it is inevitable that the sauce will be slightly sour and bitter when used to boil the sauce.

But it's such a 'sweetness', such a 'bitterness', and then quickly with the 'crispy' of green peppers, and the extremely spicy taste of shredded meat and red oil...... They were condensed into a beautiful melody by the chef with a pair of skillful hands and incredible whims......

"Hmm! The melody of this dish ...... "Dojima Gin only took one bite, and as soon as he began to chew, his neck was raised high, and his face was directly facing the dazzling light above the venue, and his vision suddenly became nothing.

Thundered.

As if hearing the faint sound of collapse, on the tip of the tongue, the so-called kingdom of 'aesthetics of violence' disappeared in an instant.

A refreshing smile on the corner of Dojima's silver mouth is like a baby in an instant, pure and innocent.

Whoa—

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

The clouds are rolling and cloudy, from the sunny to the silver moon hanging, and from the clear sky to the cloudy, day and night, the weather quietly alternates.

At the same time, the persimmon tree blooms and bears fruit, the ripe persimmon falls to the ground, and the picture is in the eyes of the white and chubby baby, spring and autumn, winter and summer, the four seasons change.

Someday.

The wind was blowing from the other side of the field, and the young man looked at the half-collapsed farmhouse under the persimmon tree with its branches and leaves, and saw that the unfallen wall was full of cracks of the baptism of time, and the persimmon tree beside him had thicker branches, and the crown of the tree was open like an umbrella.

Pillars of smoke rose in the distance, but no longer rose from the collapsed houses, and the boy came back to his senses, already in tears.

Suddenly.

A shadow cast over the sky, and the horned, serpent-like creature bowed its head meekly to the boy, who climbed onto the creature's head and grabbed a horn.

"Whew-" Fingers flicked into the air, the corners of the clothes hunted, and the hair was scattered wantonly in the wind.

In reality, Dojima Gin's face took off and I was flying, and his dark and deep eyes faintly reflected the picture of 'The Boy on the Dragon's Back'.

"With the stimulating spicy as the main tone, sour, sweet and bitter come from persimmons."

"Haha, I thought it was a bumpy life, who knew that after eating green peppers, it suddenly became enlightened, and the 'crispy' taste simply rose to another dimension...... It makes me feel like I'm flying! Fly your life! ”

Unlike Dojima Gin, who laughed and commented, the other four judges were a little frightened.

Kadozaki's eyes were full of shock and shock, and he didn't calm down for a long time, and said with a pant: "If it weren't for the food halberd to witness it with my own eyes, I really can't believe that such a dish was made by a high school student......"

"yes!"

Several other judges agreed, "The contrast between the aesthetics of "hemp" and "spicy" and violence of the Kuga contestants is now drizzled with sauce to achieve a certain level of perfection...... Let us eat the ups and downs of life, and after growing up, the feeling of youth and excitement and daring to sit on the back of the dragon and reach the sky. ”

"Who would have thought that suddenly it would not be a competition at the same level......"

"That's right, that's unbelievable, I thought that this kind of tasting fantasy would only be eaten by some elderly chefs, and every dish is ...... Sky-high price! ”

Then, there was a "ding dong" vote, and the judges even directly bypassed the moment when the master of ceremonies rang the bell to announce the start of voting, and returned to their seats and clicked the buttons of the voting machine.

So two or three seconds later, the winner of the halberd was revealed-

Xia Yan, 5 votes.

I have been disciplined for a long time, 0 votes.