The scene exploded.

The fish body is really explosive.

The kitchen scissors only cut the silkworm thread in one position, but it caused the collapse of the entire binding rope art.

Syllable!

Like an exploding balloon, what had been stuffed into the empty shell of the fish burst out in an instant.

First, there are 'fish spring rolls' made of white dough.

Whirring, red oil surging.

This is a copy of the Shuchuan painting style.

Immediately afterwards, there was a chilled and refreshing breath, and the fish fillet wrapped around the crab roe slightly dispelled the hot heat of the 'red oil hand' in the air.

At last!

It is a mixture of oyster sauce that represents the classic Cantonese style with colorful and diverse ingredients.

And at the moment when the body of the fish cracked and all the food poured out, an unscientific and unthinkable holy light called 'Cooking Light' suddenly attacked the headquarters of the late-night chef at "Akitaso".

"Light ?!!"

"While the light is shining, it is rushing...... What a magnificent view of the cuisine! ”

The light was instantaneous.

Before everyone could digest and absorb the abnormal cooking holy light, they were shocked by the majestic atmosphere presented on the plate, and at this moment, they were stunned.

"It's ......"

"Rooster's land plate?!"

Isn't it?

Previously, only a large plate of sea bream was simply placed, and the position that originally seemed empty was coincidentally occupied, and it was all occupied by the food that burst out, and what is more amazing is that these four foods and sea bream together constitute the pattern of "rooster", and the corresponding terroir area of each food is extremely consistent, it is simply a delicate idea and design, shocking!

The 'Red Oil Raider' occupies the southwest.

'Assorted oyster sauce' occupies two large areas.

Fish fillets and crab roe cover the coast, while 'spring rolls' with dough, green onions and grilled fish are found in the north.

In addition to the head and tail of the sea bream itself, the left and right sides are crossed.

In this way, the territory of east and west, up and down, north and south, is naturally presented on a dinner plate.

"Unbelievable!"

"What a brilliant idea, what a bold and wild imagination it takes......"

Including Caibo Chaoyang, a group of outlaws chasing the supreme delicacy, were shocked by the majestic breath on the dinner plate, as if they were overlooking that splendid Shenzhou.

This breath!

Kojiro Shinomiya's heart trembled faintly.

It's the excitement of seeing the sages.

It was a sudden encounter with the true appearance of the "painting bones", and the joy of finally getting a glimpse of the gate of the word lin.

"I, can I, eat, eat?"

His voice trembled slightly.

It doesn't matter if you're a visitor, and you're commissioned to come and have a task.

Sinomiya stared at the plate tightly, his eyes couldn't be taken off, and there was only fanaticism left between his expressions: "I want to eat it and experience it for myself, the kind of 'trait' that has broken through the special grade!" ”

Be quiet!

Something above the superb?

The cooks were unanimously silent in the middle of the night.

Although they are on the opposite side of Xia Yan in this 'United Halberd', these elites of late-night chefs must also admit that on the table and on the plate, there is a dish that they can't make!

Even if the efforts and wisdom of all the high-level leaders present are gathered, what is in front of them is an insurmountable wall.

"Click......"

The sound of wheels that hasn't been seen for a long time.

Tokiyama Hyogoro came over with a wheelchair by himself.

Xia Yan looked at the "Hidden King", and shrugged his shoulders to the four palaces, "Give the old gentleman a meal first, no problem, right?" "E-book shop

Shinomiya's neck was very stiff and nodded.

"Then me, the third."

Caibo Chaoyang laughed in a low voice and said: "Although it is not the 'Baoshan Flying Dragon Pot' that I really want to eat, but this momentum, such a sense, tells me that this is a dish that is not inferior to the scene of the banquet incident!" ”

Late-night cooks around, with a black line.

Listening to the commander who has not officially retired from Shimono, with an eager, admiring tone that is not much weaker than that of the fourth house, when the quality of the dishes has not yet been decided, he is full of praise......

This......

One of us, there is an inner ghost?

Or did the big brother take the lead and defect from the organization? The ultimate two-five boys!

In the middle of the night, when the chefs have mixed thoughts.

In the wheelchair, Shiyama Hyogoro also took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Xia Yan.

There are four styles of side dishes in the bowl, including 'red oil hand', 'oyster sauce mix', fish fillet and spring rolls, each of which is stuffed with at least one or two into the bowl.

Sniffing the mixed smell up close, Shiyama Hyogoro's cloudy eyes gradually brightened, and soon he stared at the food in the bowl like a shining jewel, "I, I see-"

This old man who was the same age as Nagi Senzaemon has been completely far away from the kitchen and can only be a pure gourmet old man because of the decay of his qi and blood and his inconvenience.

The tone was full of excitement and delight.

The chopsticks were clamped, and he didn't particularly care about the order of tasting, and he didn't specifically ask Xia Yan, the chef, which one to eat first, Shiyama Hyogoro followed the most primitive impulse and intuition, and directly stuffed a 'copying hand' wrapped in red oil into his mouth, and bit it with a poof.

The special red oil flavor made with sesame pepper, dried red pepper, ginger, onion and garlic will instantly impact the mouth, and then the strong aroma of the hand-fried meat and the deliciousness of the fish itself!

"It's so pure, it's delicious!"

Tokiyama Hyogoro saw tears in the corners of his eyes.

It's so delicious that it's tearful.

"It's like, sitting in a restaurant in Shudi, from the raw materials to the chef's craftsmanship, it is full of picture sense and is impeccable!" After a while, Shiyama Hyogoro swallowed the food, said in such a low voice, and the chopsticks in his hand quickly stretched out again, "Hmm, where is this?!" ”

In a trance, the old man saw an open estuary plain.

The view is the vast estuary of the river, and further afield, there is an island looming in the fog.

At this time, a fishing boat broke the waves, and Shiyama Hyogoro watched the fisherwoman on the bow of the boat count the shrimp and crabs in the bamboo basket.

I saw the fisherwoman smiling and tying a large, hairy freshwater crab with straw sticks.

Tokiyama Hyogoro immediately recognized the species of crab:

"Isn't this the famous 'Magic Crab'? Have I come, the source? ”

This earth-level gourmet, who has been sitting in a wheelchair for many years, suddenly felt a sense of shock.

This kind of cooking is far from the so-called 'special quality'.

The so-called broken paintings have also become a joke.

Oh, no matter how distinctive and in-depth the 'special dishes' are, it is impossible for the tasters to have a kind of enjoyment of traveling beyond time and space.

"This."

"How?!"

Kojiro Shinomiya's inquiry also sobered up Hyogoro Tokiyama.

The old man, in his wheelchair, cast a look of surprise at the chef who presented what he could judge as a "miracle work" from his point of view.

On the other hand, Caiba Chaoyang and the many late-night chefs who followed it, including Erina, Kohei Soma, and Kuga Teruki, all fell into the confusion of four snacks and four pictures of time and space.

Bell –

The sound of a bell rang out in the square.

Caibo Chaoyang stood in the square where he was alone, looking at the Forbidden Gate Tower that had been precipitated by the years in front of him, the white jade railings and carved beams and painted columns, faintly shining with a delicate luster, how could there be an illusion of sea bream meat.

Especially when the bell rings.

The head buzzed, and the body also took off lightly, and when he reached mid-air, he overlooked an ancient imperial city with clear details, and the shock of his heart could be imagined.

"Grand Chef, can you do it to this extent?"

With such a suspicion, Cai Bo Chaoyang broke free from the food picture and returned to the real world, but the first thing he heard was Shinomiya Kojiro's question to break the dead silence.

So he also cast his gaze nervously.

Big guy, what the?!