See, complete landscape?

Caibo Chaoyang's forehead was full of sweat, staring at the second dish in the 'lobster two eats'.

This is lobster head + soy sauce soup.

It's not as simple as boiling miso soup with shrimp heads.

In the soup pot, the color of the soup is a rich red color, which is very close to the primary color of 'red miso'.

To know.

Red miso takes a long time to ferment and has a lot of salt, so it has a strong salty taste, and when used as a soup base, it has an orange-red color......

It simply made Caibo Chaoyang feel that the 'orange-red cold day', that piece of canopy, was about to come out of the cooking picture and be vividly interpreted in front of him.

He scooped a spoonful into the bowl.

I only heard the voice next to my ear and continued: "Lobster meat, you can dip it in soup and eat it." ”

"You can understand that grilled lobster meat and red miso soup are more compatible."

"Is this a recipe recommended by the owner and chef?" With a light snort, he acted as he was recommended, and the hand that was going to hold the spoon lifted the previous chopsticks again, picked up a piece of shrimp meat, and dipped it into the depths of the miso soup bowl at once.

After two seconds, when the chopsticks are lifted.

The white flesh, stained with crimson soup, sparkled in the light of the auditorium!

"Huh?!"

Caibo's pupils contracted suddenly.

The shrimp balls on the chopsticks were twitching slightly, and then, because of the charcoal-grilled constricted meat balls, there were signs of blooming.

This scene.

It's very similar to how to make shrimp sashimi, put the shrimp in ice water and let the meat itself stretch.

"How could it be ......"

"Obviously, I just got up from the stove, and the grilled shrimp meat and soy sauce soup are still hot, so it is impossible to treat them with ice water——"

Caibo Chaoyang couldn't believe it, he planned to use his tongue to find the answer himself, so he threw away all hesitation, opened his mouth to the tip of the chopsticks, and swallowed it!

"Crackling."

The shrimp meat is gone.

In the auditorium, between the stages.

The surrounding environment, the people around them, suddenly changed.

In a trance, it seemed that he had really come to an orange-red canopy, and only then did Bo Chaoyang look up at the sky, "It's raining?" ”

He subconsciously stretched his limbs, following the vanished mass of shrimp, mimicking its stretched posture.

Red raindrops, dripping.

Whew!

Falling on the bare body surface and skin, it was hot, but when the whole body was drenched with red liquid, Cai Bo Chaoyang hugged himself with both hands, shivering, and his teeth were fighting: "It's so cold!" ”

The disappearing "shrimp meat" suddenly appeared.

Chewing.

"Firm, stretch."

"It's hot, it's cold."

Under the growing red rain curtain, Caibo Chaoyang was simply made to explode by these opposing and contradictory things, and covered his head with his hands: "Simple and complex, ordinary, but full of magic!" ”

Such a culinary world, a culinary landscape......

Suddenly, Caibo Chaoyang, who was in madness, pricked up his ears.

He heard the prayer of the red raindrops falling:

"Praise be to you!"

“…… The Great Lord of Ice Purgatory, the Ruler of the Heart of the Ocean, the True Creator of all the Blue Realms and the Delicious! ”

These prayers brought a terrifying and strange magic, and the shadow of a lobster quickly formed inside the red raindrops with a delicious smell.

The raindrops are like mini energy balls that give birth to lobsters.

And in Caibo's field of vision, these pregnant shadows, within a few seconds, broke out of their shells, and when they landed on his skin, they were miniature versions of lobsters crawling with carapace pincers.

In an instant, the body was crawling with resurrected lobsters.

Nope-

It should be said that it is the wisps of delicious breath of the body that give birth to a strange and terrifying spectacle.

Cai Bo Chaoyang raised his eyes.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, more and more trumpets of lobsters spread all over the orange-red sky, and the sound of those limb pincers clattering and crawling, and the sound of clattering and colliding with the carapace formed a huge torrent, constantly impacting Caibo's sense of hearing, making his scalp numb and stunned.

……

Be quiet!

The stage of the auditorium, suffocating silence.

In the middle of the night, the bell from the teaching area broke the atmosphere, and Roland Chapelle, the main lecturer, announced: "This is the end of the open class. ”

It was announced that the class was over, but there was no sound of tables and chairs in the auditorium, and everyone was still sitting in their respective seats, waiting for the response of the lecturer 'Suzuki Soma'.

Although the lecturer's capitalized bewildered face has been seen by everyone.

But they just want to know.

Can this lecturer with special strength smoothly follow the monster students, copy and perfectly restore the students' dishes, and optimize and improve!

Si Yingshi was also invited and participated in the tasting.

Within a few seconds, the chief student of the school was covered with cold sweat and opened his eyes:

"Horror!"

"What?"

Looking at Shang Xia Yan's searching gaze, Si Yingshi's ears seemed to echo that kind of creepy prayers, those terrifying and strange prayers that revived the delicious breath, and subconsciously took two big steps back:

"This, this ......"

Chief student, some words are poor, I don't know how to describe the culinary wonders I saw.

Seeing Xia Yan staring at him, Si Yingshi raised his hand and surrendered: "Everyone says that I am the 'White Knight of the Table', and now, I would like to call you the 'Black Knight of the Table'...... No, it should be called 'Dark Lord of the Table'! ”

Caibo Chaoyang opened his eyes and heard the second half of Si Yingshi's words.

...... of the dining table

Dark Lord?

Thinking of the picture of being completely submerged by the overwhelming sea of lobsters, Cai Bo Chaoyang couldn't help but say:

"Maybe a year, maybe three years."

"I think I've been suffering from lobster PTSD since then, and when I see lobster cooking, I get cold and my scalp is numb."

Before he finished speaking, he looked confused, and a kitchen knife was stuffed in his hand.

Xia Yan waved at him:

"Come on, come on."

"Don't bother, it's all over class."

"Time is tight, everyone is watching, I also want to eat and watch your 'copy' cooking, watching others do it, and making it yourself, it's not a concept, maybe I can find my own shortcomings from your cooking interpretation."

Caibo Chaoyang grabbed the kitchen knife, and his mind was blank.

"What's the matter, this is the kitchen knife I just used, and there is absolutely no bag dropping."

The expression on Caibo Chaoyang's face is like this:

“…… (*。 > Д< )！！ ”

Xia Yan is still serious, serious, and repeatedly, observing the changes in Caibo's expression.

Seeing this 'medicine brother', he froze in place, not extracting any information about his cooking skills from the kitchen knife he used.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Let's just say, if you want to talk about all the food worlds, the strongest ability to copy, is really [Super Vision], that is, the 'Eye of Mira', which belongs to the ultimate body, and the ultimate is hung in the middle.

It's not just recipes that steal, it's core crafts and all cooking skills.

You can also get information on the improvement and evolution of the original version in an instant!

There is no doubt that if the 'Spice Empress' Mira is here, or if it is replaced by the dark realm boss Kai You, who has collected all the ultimate hangings, Xia Yan will definitely be defeated and flee at this moment.

However, 'Brother Yao' is only hanging in the sun, and he still needs to collect other people's kitchen utensils, and he needs a medium to launch the ability to steal and copy, and he is compared in an instant.

Hang on the low end, go back and learn the script before writing?

"Whew-"

Caibo Chaoyang took the kitchen blade and slashed down against a big lobster.

Wrong wrong!

He put away his knife and slashed again.

Then, the comparison was repeated more than a dozen times in the eyes of everyone.

The auditorium was silent.

"Huh."

Witnessing this scene, in the corner, Kohei Joichiro let out a funny whisper: "If you are as unruly as you, it is time to be 'educated', and being 'educated' by a peer is far more unforgettable than me, my adoptive father and master, who teaches by words and deeds." ”