Jiang Yunfeng picked up the porcelain bowl with both hands, and slowly and gently poured the liquid in the bowl into the hollow that was deliberately pushed out in the middle of the soba noodle pile. The slightly cloudy solution mixed with the same off-white buckwheat flour gives a very dirty and unappetizing feeling.

When the liquid level was about to rise to the gap in the mountain, Jiang Yunfeng stopped the pouring action in his hand. Set aside the porcelain bowl with half of the liquid on it, gently pull the buckwheat flour from the edge of the dough to the middle with one hand, and stir the water surface in the depression of the dough in a clockwise motion with the other hand. As the water in the center is continuously added, the dough begins to slowly become viscous and presents a batter.

"Hahaha~ Sure enough, this rebel doesn't understand the characteristics of buckwheat flour at all! He naively used the same method of wheat flour to make buckwheat, and without any viscous additives, he would only get a mess. Sister Ji Zhiguo has already won~~!! The students in the stands saw that Jiang Yunfeng's constantly stirring soba noodles slowly turned into a thin batter, and they all began to celebrate the good start of the central food agency in advance.

The water and the mountains on the table disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone was a dusty white batter. Jiang Yunfeng evenly coated his hands with vegetable oil, grabbed a ball of batter and kneaded it vigorously, letting the batter drip from between his fingers. The effect of this is to crush all the small flour particles that were previously produced during the mixing process that were wet on the outside but dry on the inside.

The rebels in the iron cage on the sidelines were all like ashes, and their hearts were heavy, and they all looked like they were resigned to fate. And in the rebel team, everyone also sweated for Jiang Yunfeng. Finally, amid the ridicule of the audience and the questioning eyes of his teammates, Jiang Yunfeng finally finished kneading the entire batter. Remove the soba batter from your hands, grab the noodle bag placed on the side of the table, and pour the dried soba noodles onto the batter.

"It's miserable~ it's miserable!! Ah Feng fell into the dead cycle of adding more water to the noodles and adding more water to the noodles. Kohei Chuangzhen was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and rushed to the sidelines and shouted, "Ah Feng!! The theme ingredient stipulates that the dish must be made of soba noodles, but there is no rule that it must be presented in the form of noodles, so don't stick to making noodles~!! Pancakes are OK!! The guards who maintained order soon arrived, and the shouting Kohei Soma was carried back to the waiting seats of the rebels.

Seeing this situation, Nagi Thistle, who was still explaining to the students, said in a deep voice, "Kohei Soma-san, please abide by the rules of the halberd!" If a teammate interferes with the cooking process in the field again, I will punish him as the commander-in-chief! ”

"Chuangzhen, and everyone. Don't worry~" Jiang Yunfeng finished adding noodles and water, and Ning Ning glanced at it and said, "Moreover, my noodles will not be worse than Sister Ji's 'Edo-ryu soba noodles'!" Ji Zhiguo Ningning just glanced back coldly and ignored it, took out a rolling pin with a length of one meter six, took out the dough in the large wooden basin, and first pressed it into a dough cake on the countertop covered with a trip of dry buckwheat flour. Then she used the rolling pin, which was about the same height as hers, to push it back and forth a few times and gently tap it a few times, shaking the dough that was sticking to each other because of the pushing. In this way, the originally thick dough slowly thinned out in the continuous pushing of Ji Zhiguo Ningning, and finally formed a piece of soba dough with a diameter of more than one meter, which was hung on a rolling pin and raised, and even the light dough could see the light on the dome of the venue.

Gently want to fold the dough, and a pressing plate is pressed on the dough. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning held down the pressure plate with his left hand, and quickly rose and fell with the knife in his right hand. Precise, fast cutting cutters are like precision machines. Buckwheat noodles of almost the same size, width, and thickness are produced under her hands.

"Huijun!" After cutting the soba noodles, Ji Zhiguo Ningning suddenly turned around and said to Yi Shihui, who was in the rebel camp, "From childhood to adulthood, whether it is tea ceremony, calligraphy, chess, illustration, or even cooking. You're all crushing me! Today I'm going to get back all the things you took away!! ”

"Oops! Ji Zhijun is still so aggressive~" Isshiki Hui still has a signature smile.

"Senior Isshiki, when did you meet Senior Sister Ning Ning of Ji Zhiguo?" The rebels gathered one after another.

Yishihui faced her lovely juniors and said with a smile, "We used to be the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, isn't it normal to know each other?" ”

"But why does Senior Sister Ning Ning of Ji Zhiguo hate you?"

"The country of Kanto Kino, the Kansai Isshiki family." Erina Nagikiri, who was chatting with Shinto Sand across the iron cage, crossed her hands and leaned on the iron cage, and said an amazing insider: "These two are the two giants of the traditional Japanese food industry, and they are famous in the world. The two families have been close friends for generations, and the younger generations of the family often go to each other's homes to practice. ”

"Alas!!! It turns out that the two have met since childhood, and they are childhood sweethearts who grew up together!! ”

Xingping Chuangzhen combined with Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning's disgusted and resentful expression, his brain opened and seemed to understand something, he came to Yishihui's side and pushed him with his elbow, and said with a cheap smile, "Yishiki senior, you two shouldn't have already dated, right?" Then the stereotypical and conservative Sister Ning Ning of Ji Zhiguo couldn't stand the outfit that you wore an apron all day long, and disciplined you strictly, only making you unbearable to break up. Right~ Right, I'm doing a good analysis, right? ”

Kohei Sojin's reasoning was widely accepted among the rebels, especially the roommates of Polestar Liao, who had seen Issei walking around with an apron in broad daylight all year round. Everyone is used to it on weekdays, so it's not strange to see it, but Ji Zhiguo Ningning, who was born in a famous family of traditional Japanese food, is different. How could she, who had received traditional education since she was a child, endure such a self-free dress, she must have been sternly corrected with a ghost marriage, and the overwhelmed Yissehui couldn't bear to propose to break up.

Seeing that those rebels looked at him with ambiguous sympathy in their eyes, the calm Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning couldn't help but argue loudly, "It's not right!!" He just came to my house to practice, not what you think!! Although the elders of the clan once tried to match us, that is a thing of the past!! ”

Yishihui asked puzzledly, "So~ Why does the monarch of Ji Zhiguo still regard it as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh?" ”

"You're still the same as before, the basin is so thick! Don't you know it in your own heart? ”

"I really don't understand, I entered the far moon study with Ji Guojun, and we were rated as ten outstanding people together, and Ji Zhijun, your seat is still higher than mine...

"Don't pretend to be confused!!" Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning directly interrupted Yi Shihui's words, it was very rude to interrupt others to speak. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning, who was deeply influenced by a famous family, would actually make such a move, which shows her anger, "The reason why I have a higher seat than you is because you haven't shown your true strength at all!" You have been like this since ... It takes me a lot of time and effort to learn a craft, and you always get it through without much effort. Not only that, in order to preserve your strength, you also pretended to be inferior to me in front of outsiders. Do you know how cruel this is for me who has practiced hard? ”

"I'm sorry...

Ji Zhiguo Ningning's eyes were slightly red, and he said stubbornly, "I can't bear it anymore for so many years, and today I want to use my strength to tell everyone!" Among our 91st Yuanyue students, who is the strongest chef!! ”

"Although I know it's too cruel to say that... But... After hesitating for a long time, Yishihui changed his smiling face, changed his face to a cold face, and said lightly, "It's a pity. . . You can't do it. Because, you're about to lose to a first-year freshman. ”

"What do you say!!"

"Look!!" Emcee Rei Kawashima pointed to the cooking area opposite. I saw Jiang Yunfeng opening the pile, pulling up the sleeves of his T-shirt, and his strong arms struggling to stir the buckwheat batter on the table. . .