Special Yingzhou air-cooled soba noodles.

A stack of cold noodles and a bowl of dipping sauce were placed in front of Enrico.

In the long silence, Enrico's expression twitched, he lowered his head, looked at the plate in front of him, looked up, looked at Huaishi, and then looked down at the plate in front of him.

"What's this?"

"Special Yingzhou air-cooled ......"

"It doesn't matter if it's air-cooled or water-cooled, but where's the soba?!"

Rao is a shameless person like Enrico, and they all began to get angry in front of such a watery dish: "Where is the buckwheat!"

"I forgot to put it. ”

Huai Shi is calm as always.

"Then why is it called cold soba!"

"It's said that it's special, don't you bother? ”

Huai Zhisuzi raised his hand and flicked the cigarette ash, and said impatiently: "If you want to be happy, it doesn't matter if you call it boiling water cabbage, the name is just a title, and the content is the essence." You don't want to give you food for free, do you want me to take money?"

"Listen to me, people, you have to eat to live!

Only for the paid dishes, the chef will carefully create them. For example, this kind of free product is just a garbage that attracts customers to the store, turns consumers into goods, and then sells membership cards and beverage services at high prices. ”

"Trash, you know? Just like your maggots! Give me a good taste of the essence of the free product!"

Miss Wai Paper Suzi pinched off her cigarette roll, pressed her hands on the cooking table, forward, looked down at him, and gave a rough order: "Give me food, now, immediately!"

Being looked at by those fierce eyes, I can almost understand her anger, and at the same time, I also feel the horror like an abyss.

Even Enrico couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, feeling a biting chill.

At the same time, a sudden feeling also emerged in my heart.

Be sure to eat this bowl, whatever is in it...... Otherwise, it may really ...... will be killed by this woman.

Tough, stiff jaw.

So the killing intent disappeared without a trace, replaced by a smile like a flower, full of relief and satisfaction.

"That's right. ”

A pair of handy chopsticks were handed over, and they were thoughtfully broken for him, stuffed into his hands, and told him: "Taste it, Enrico, this is your fate." ”

I sat down at the front of the dining table involuntarily.

Hold chopsticks.

Looking down at the plate of cold noodles in front of him, which was still steaming, and the sauce that didn't care about anything.

Sniffing the bleak and featureless, unpleasant taste, the first thought that came to his mind was not rejection.

It's the helplessness of empathy.

"It's shabby. ”

I couldn't help but say something like this.

"yes, that's shabby. ”

Huai Shi said, picking up the soup, and stirring the macaroni in the pot instead of him, so as not to stick to the pot. The movements were crisp and neat, without any disguise, and with a frank posture that everyone could see, he helped Enrico solve his worries.

No nasty means were used at all.

Even Enrico looked at such a solemn and serious back, and couldn't help but say thank you.

"Not necessarily. ”

Huai Shi turned her back to him and responded calmly: "It's shameful to waste food." Enrico, whether it is discarding food or maliciously trampling food into garbage, is an unforgivable act.

When you waste food, there are also people who have to live on boiled noodles in plain water for three meals a day...... It's normal to be shabby, but it's better to say that shabby is a matter of course.

Because I want to save money, because I want to put my money on things that are more worth buying, in order to be able to live better in the future, I can only helplessly go to shabby now.

Even if it's so humiliating, hesitating like a wild dog, it doesn't matter if it's looked down upon by everyone, it's to live to get better, not to let good things and rotten cheese mix. ”

Wai Zhi Suzi tapped the soup soup, rested it on the board, and looked back at Enrico.

Enrico, on the other hand, had already picked up the first wisp of somen noodles, dipped them in water, and put them in his mouth - predictably, there was no taste at all.

The somen noodles are already boiled.

It's not that it's overheated, but that's just the extent of this cheap somen noodle.

When you put it in your mouth, it spreads into a ball of sticky, and it tastes like chewing wax, which is difficult to swallow. Enrico never dreamed that he would one day eat something like this.

No matter how much you chew it, you can't taste anything else. You can imagine that I eat beef, mutton, and fish balls under the chopsticks.

But imaginary things don't exist after all.

I'm just sitting here eating somen noodles.

Therefore, what emerged from my heart was a burst of panic and sadness.

Immediately after that, I felt the sour taste in the water, and I put too much vinegar. And it is not blended at all, the acid is too much, and the backlash makes the high-quality edible vinegar become like cheap sour water.

The tip of his nose twitched.

The noodles become hard to swallow.

Immediately afterward, what was felt was bitterness, a thick bitterness that could not be ignored.

The salt spread out from the rough ingredients, whipping the tongue, and the coarse salt grains of ginger and seaweed melted into the mouth, turning into lingering bitterness.

It almost seeped into the soul.

It makes the taste of the noodles more and more embarrassing, disgusting, and I can't eat it at all!

But I couldn't spit it out.

It's as if an invisible force is forcing him to eat, he must eat it, no matter how bad it is. Otherwise, you won't be able to live.

Otherwise, you will starve to death.

The sourness and bitterness spread rapidly, swallowing into his throat with a faint tingling pain, making him take a deep breath.

It's mustard.

Mustard choked him.

Redness of both eyes.

Inhaling frantically, don't overdo it, and let out a huge sneeze that almost shed tears.

How many years have there been no messes like this?

The familiar bitterness and sourness, as well as the pain in the heart, every bite is like eating dirt and stones, the body is resisting, the throat is resisting.

But you still have to eat......

Gotta eat it!

Otherwise, it's all over.

In the trance, a mocking voice sounded again.

"What's the matter?Enrico? Is that what you were able to do with your unashamed words before?" the old man mocked coldly, impatiently chasing: "If you can't hold on, please leave my kitchen, don't die in the holy kitchen, I don't need such waste here!"

"No, no, please don't stop. ”

Enrico gritted his teeth, held back his tears, got up from the ground, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the old man's already blurred figure: "I can continue to eat, I can continue!"

Then go ahead.

Continue to swallow bitter medicine and hellish dishes until there is no cure.

It contains humiliation and pain.

Can hard work and reluctance lead to results, can a glorious future be ushered in? Or can a shameful past be revised? those disdainful glances, and the indifference from those closest to them?

In the midst of the dry and icy taste, he lowered his head and ate the cold noodles on his plate one bite after another.

Reminiscing about the scars left by the people closest to me.

"Rubbish! How can I have your disgraceful son! A simple appetizer can be made like this? What are you going on...... Get out of my kitchen!"

Then get out of here, go as far as you want.

I studied hard, I don't know how many days and nights of suffering and hard work, I couldn't be recognized, I couldn't see hope. Instead, he was pushed into the abyss of despair again and again.

Father, what do I have to do to be satisfied?

Beat you? I've done it.

I've beaten countless people.

Rely on the only effort you can do.

But why won't you look at me?

In the difficult swallowing, the coldness gradually spread, engulfing his body, occupying his consciousness, and even freezing his soul.

It's as if it's going to take away all the heat.

This is a specially made cold water somen based on the suffering and pain of a long time.

There is no hope to move forward, numb running and hesitant fear. The stuff spread out as he chewed, tangling in Enrico's guts.

It's not a toxin, it's not a curse, it's just something I've experienced...... Nothing more than despair!

Belongs to the despair of the seventeen-year-old boy Huaishi.

There is no end in sight, no boundary, no way out, and no salvation from heaven...... Enrico had been lost in this sour and bitter cold, unable to extricate himself.

In the midst of the violent gasp, I couldn't help but tremble.

The breath that was exhaled turned into a white mist that lost its temperature.

The mocking voices, the disgusted eyes, and the hostile look surrounded him like straw on the camel's back.

The more I reminisce, the more I can feel the pain and despair that go deep into my bones.

Looking back on the long career of the past forty years, what remains is not a beautiful moment, but an endless number of scars and ugly struggles with no end in sight.

In order to live, to grow, to become stronger, he is constantly giving up.

Gave up everything.

But even if he becomes a kitchen demon, even if he wins, his already cold heart can't get any satisfaction. No amount of subtle miracles or calamities can get even a trace of warmth from them.

There is no happiness to be gained.

At that moment, he woke up from his sorrow, lowered his head, stared at the reflection in the water, his blue and purple face, and suddenly murmured:

"Behold, happiness is other people's, and I have nothing......"

"yes. "Huai Shi bowed his head.

“...... Why is this happening?" Enrico raised his head blankly and looked at the opponent in front of him: "Why do I have to be so miserable?"

"I don't know. ”

Huai Shi looked at him with pity, as if looking at the former boy, thought about it, and said seriously: "It's probably fate." ”

Click.

A broken sound rang out.

From Enrico's hands.

The chopsticks were pinched and broken into several sections, and the force was so great that it felt as if he was about to pinch off his own fingers.

From the biting coldness, unspeakable anger burst out.

Because I saw Huai Shi's eyes, because I noticed the pitying eyes in those stands.

That's why I feel more and more pain.

So, I was furious.

"Why are you looking at me with such pitiful eyes!"

His face turned red, and he violently overturned the table in front of him, and shouted angrily at Huai Shi and the people on the stage: "I just want to be like you!

"No one said you were wrong, Enrico. Huai Shi calmly flicked the ashes of his cigarette and told him: "It's just a little hardship, it's not something that can't be crossed, people always have dreams." ”

"But I've been dreaming about it!"

Enrico roared indignantly: "I want to be as talented as you, as powerful as you, is it useful to think about it!"

"But I can't do it, no matter how hard I try, I just ...... I just want to stand on a high place with you, why do you look at me with that kind of garbage look. Is it because my heart is not sincere enough? Or do I have to be a joke?"

"You guys, do you just want to see me make a fool of myself! Okay, do you want me to kneel!"

With unspeakable hatred, resentment, and despair, the man roared uncontrollably, saliva almost spurting out of his mouth, and screaming with all his might, but he could no longer hold back his tears.

"I can, no matter how lowly the request. ”

"Please look at me, please!"

They forgot where they were, where they were, and even the enemies in front of them. He fell to the ground in embarrassment, pleading in embarrassment.

"Please, teach me. How can I be like you? ”

He wept and choked, bowed his head, and let the tears and snot fall into the dust, begging for alms and mercy like a wandering wild dog.

I am eager for the person in front of me to answer my doubts.

Teach me, Miss Wai Paper.

Please ...... Help me.

Sadly, in the long silence, there was only a voice of pity from the woman.

"I'm sorry, but no one was able to teach you, Mr. Enrico. ”

With such a cold sentence, Huai Zhisuzi whispered: "Except for yourself, no one else can save you." “

She raised her hand, grabbed the soup, scooped up the boiling hollow flour in the pot, put it in a bowl, drained the water, and then, skillfully stirring the sauce, and finally, turned out a piece of cheese from her cooking table, melted, stirred the sauce, and poured it evenly in the bowl.

I took a deep breath and felt the rich milky aroma and the fresh sour taste of tomatoes.

Whet your appetite.

"Don't be sad, let's eat a bowl of noodles first. ”

Set the table again, and then place a new bowl of mac and cheese in front of Enrico: "It's not a kitchen trick, it's a skill I learned from my elders, it may not be too tasty, but when you're sad, it's always right to eat something high-calorie." ”

She picked up the fork, handed it over, and smiled:

"After all, even if you lose weight, you have to eat first, right?"

“......”

Eat enough, eat, eat this kind of random concocted thing?

In silence, Enrico picked up the fork, looked down, glanced at the macaroni in front of him, and felt the warmth and sweetness that he had never felt before.

Is there any value in boring, such a meaningless dish?

Even if he thought so, his body involuntarily forked a piece.

Put it in your mouth.

The sticky cheese flows on the tip of the tongue, bringing a rich milky aroma, and the sweet and sour wisps of tomato sauce spread out, and together with the noodles, it turns into a mild heat that spreads through the lungs.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, forgetting my embarrassment and frustration,

Pick up a piece again, chew it, forget the pain and sourness, and immerse yourself in this beautiful fragrance. The cold was dispelled, and even the pain in the heart seemed to be redeemed and restored.

In this way, the speed became faster and faster, and finally, he lowered his head and picked up the big bowl in his hand.

I can't wait to bury it directly in the bowl.

Unbridled gluttony.

With this rare warmth, swallow all the pain and coldness into the stomach, completely, and can't stop.

Until the end, a pot of macaroni was eaten by the two of them.

Enrico habitually picked up the spoon, but when he saw the empty bottom of the pot, he froze in place. After a long time, his shoulders shook as if he was laughing.

Laugh at yourself.

He put down the dishes that were as clean as new in his hand.

Bow your head and thank the smiling woman in front of you.

"Feel better?" asked Huai Shi.

Enrico bowed his head in silence.

"So, any ideas?"

“...... No, I can't think of it, because that's my limit. ”

In the long silence, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Moreover, I don't plan to continue to be a kitchen demon. ”

The earth-shattering speech broke the silence in the arena and made everyone in the audience open their mouths in disbelief.

When this is said, it is as if you have been liberated.

Say goodbye to the sea of bitterness that has haunted you all your life.

Enrico laughed, calm and soft, no longer seeing any pain or hesitation.

"Is that really decided?" asked Huai Shi curiously.

Enrico bowed.

"That's right. ”

He nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but pat his shoulder: "There can be many choices in life, if it's painful, it doesn't matter if you don't be a kitchen demon." However, in the future, you have to work hard...... It is recommended to start by finding a girlfriend. ”

"Please bypass me on this. ”

Enrico laughed helplessly, but no matter what, he couldn't help the urge to cry. Not because of pain and despair, but in this sudden tranquility, I couldn't help but feel the gratitude that surged in my heart.

"Thank you for your hospitality, then!"

Huai Zhisuzi slowly got up, smiled happily at him, waved goodbye, hummed a song, and turned to leave.

In this way, in the dead silence, the second kitchen demon duel ended.

The end result, no doubt about it!

- Wai Paper Suzi, win!

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At this moment, in the venue, when everyone stared at that beautiful face, they all sincerely felt a chill and horror from the heart.

In just twenty minutes, two dishes, one of which is not even a kitchen magic dish......

In this way, it was easy for a seasoned kitchen demon to give up all the pursuits of the first half of his life, and willingly drowned in the line of warmth she created.

Incomprehensible and unbelievable.

But the truth is just like this, in front of everyone's eyes, along with a huge fear and shadow.

The entire arena seemed to be enveloped by that petite and slender figure, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"That's ...... It's a real deal.,'Heavenly Demon'.。 ”

In the long silence, only Guo Shouque's unreserved praise and appreciation, accompanied by strange and sharp laughter, echoed in everyone's hearts.

That's right, what other thing than 'demons' can play with the human will to this extent?

At that moment, everyone no longer had any doubts about the information sent by the Tomorrow News.

The decapitated witch Motoko Eshiki!

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That was half an hour ago.

Just as the game had just begun, Maki heard a voice coming from beside her.

Déjà vu.

The tone was calm and polite, without any offense from the uninvited guest. Just ask, "Can I sit here?"

When she looked back in shock, she saw the young man standing in the aisle.

Samurai, to be exact, a samurai.

That is the most vocal man among the candidates for the head of the family today, the adopted son of the previous generation of lords, Satomi Hisashi. At the same time, he is also Maki's titular cousin.

Subconsciously, Maki shrank back a little, and the crow who remained beside her raised her scarlet pupils and looked at Jiujing, hideous and.

"Please rest assured, I won't do anything rude, no matter what, Maki you are also my blood relative. Didn't you call my brother when you were younger?"

Satomi smiled indifferently and pointed to the chair next to him, "Can I sit down?" ”

In silence, after a long time, Maki bowed his head.

So, he sat down quietly for a long time, sitting upright, and his attitude was meticulous. There was no coercion or coldness, just like a conversation between brother and sister, and he asked calmly:

"Maki, your collaborator...... It's amber, right?"

“......”

Maki stiffened.

I don't know how to respond, whether it should be a promise or a refutation, or silence.

"It's not a secretive thing, after all, your agent, the lady Suko, has publicly revealed an intimate relationship with Amber. It's actually quite easy to guess. ”

Jiu Jing waved his hand and said bluntly: "To be honest, this duel was initiated by my suggestion. ”

Maki was stunned, her eyes wide from beginning to end, without any leisure to relax.

"Although some of them are selfish and hope that you will not be involved in such a dirty matter, it would be better to be able to get out of the scene. But more than that, I just want to create an environment to have a good chat with you. ”

Satomi thought for a while, and after a moment of silence, he told her, "Although it is very abrupt to say this, I think it is better to be honest than to reveal my intentions at the beginning.

Therefore, I will not hide anything. ”

He said, "Maki, please break the covenant with Amber." ”