Emiya Shirou sneered at Liu Yuan's hateful eyes and slammed the lid open.

Steaming out.

"Cucumber seafood soup, please taste it."

Everyone looked at it, and in a large bowl, cucumbers, clams, pork, shrimp, and oysters were lying quietly in the clear soup, without much fragrance, but just by looking at the appearance, they knew that it was impossible to be unpalatable.

Everyone showed an expectant expression, only Liu Yuan in the audience had a strange expression.

Isn't that a coincidence?

"It's seafood soup meow! In the final round, the contestant Emiya Shirou had a soup duel and brought out the seafood soup meow! Unexpectedly a conservative decision! ”

Tamamo Cat enthusiastically explains, "Relatively speaking, seafood soup is one of the better soups to cook. Because the seafood will automatically flavor the soup after cooking, as long as you pay attention to the proportion of seasonings, it is not difficult to make the seafood soup delicious. But, meow! Because seafood has its own flavor, it takes more skill and knowledge to get the most out of a seafood soup. Stacking seafood on top of each other will not produce a better taste, it will only mess up the balance of the dish! ”

"Let's see if Shirou Emiya can accurately control this degree!"

The tamamo cat paused, and as if remembering something, it raised one of the cute cat fingers of the cat's paw glove.

"By the way, although our five judges are not professional food judges, after eating the previous four top dishes, their food aesthetics should have improved considerably, meow! In addition, this is the last part of this competition, and the judges will be more cautious in their scoring. Emiya Shirou, if your seafood soup can't surprise the judges, but you won't get a high score! ”

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about me, fox dog."

"Fox-" Tamamo Cat's forehead popped out of the green tendons, "The only one who can call me a fox dog is Astr!" Give me some respect for my seniors, you newcomer! Meow!! ”

"It doesn't matter what happens." Emiya Shirou confidently clasped his hands, "I have confidence in my soup, and the perfect score this time is mine." ”

"Hmph, hmph, I can't say what the hell is going on!" Tamamo said angrily, "Then, please start tasting the judges." Remember, be cautious about grading! ”

Matthew and the others each pushed the bowl over, and Emiya Shirou scooped a bowl of soup to them one by one with a large soup spoon.

The first to taste was Alice Field, who brought her mouth close to the bowl and took a tentative sip.

Rumble!

In an instant, Alice Phil was stunned.

An explosion of taste!

The countless flavors of seafood exploded in her mouth, as if a nuclear bomb had been thrown into her taste buds, and even made her brain feel like she couldn't handle it, and her tongue lay down softly, so comfortable that she didn't want to move at all.

It turned out that the soup did not have a fragrance and did not waft out because it was light, but because the chef had locked all the flavor in the soup!

The sweetness of seafood, pork, and bitter gourd fused fiercely, like a clash between two armies, and the earth-shattering war drums roared on Alice Field's eardrums.

Is this really a dish that a human can cook?!

The height of this soup has completely surpassed the four dishes she tasted before!

"Bang dang!"

Alice Phil didn't catch it for a moment, and let the bowl fall on the table.

Luckily, the height wasn't high, just a little soup was spilled, and it wasn't completely messed up.

But just the spilled point also made Alice Field, who had come back to her senses, feel distressed, staring at the small piece of wet red cloth, and even had a ridiculous idea of going up and licking it.

But in the end, out of shame and hygiene, Alice Phil of course did not implement it, and smacked her lips and drank her soup.

She didn't dare to finish it all at once, and she had to taste a mouthful of soup for a long time before swallowing it.

Although she didn't express it with her mouth, anyone who watched it could feel her simple happiness.

'Another perfect dish?' Liu Yuan in the audience wrinkled his brows, if it weren't for someone watching him, he would have bitten his thumb and scratched his head and tail.

is worthy of the original Chaldean old mother, this cooking strength is a foul

The last judge to do it was Drake, who was the most resistant to the soup by the judges, even when she saw the others happily tasting the soup, and even a little too lazy to move the spoon.

As a pirate who drifted at sea all year round, Drake ate almost all kinds of seafood for decades before his death, and she almost ate all the shallow sea creatures of the entire Atlantic.

But whatever it is, it's too much. No matter how delicious the seafood is, you will feel tired of it too often, not to mention that Drake, who has eaten it for decades, tastes the same as chewing wax.

Sometimes she would rather drink than satisfy her hunger with seafood, which really doesn't taste good.

Now, bring her a bowl of seafood soup? Forget it, it's better to give her a bowl of sweet water, she can still make up her life and give a point or two.

However, after hesitating for a long time, more and more people's eyes were on her, and Drake finally picked up the spoon helplessly.

After all, sitting here as a judge, no matter how you can't even taste the food, the chef is too pitiful.

Drake scooped up a spoonful of soup, looked at it for a long time, put it down, and instead scooped up the only seafood in the bowl, an oyster, and put it in his mouth.

She thought that the soup must taste lighter, and if the first sip had no taste, she might not have the courage to continue eating, and the seafood would have a little fishy smell!

But when he really ate it in his mouth, Drake was stunned.

Not to mention the fishy smell, she didn't even taste the slightest taste.

It's better than wax, it's like chewing paper!

"Hey! What do you mean kid!! Drake slapped the table and glared at Emiya Shirou, "Why doesn't it smell!" Are you kidding me, stinky little ghost?! ”

Emiya Shirou was shocked.

"Ah, did I scoop seafood for you? That's a real faux pas. The essence of my seafood soup is in the soup, and the flavor of the seafood is all squeezed out, and if you only eat seafood, of course, you won't be able to taste anything. ”

Drake's brow jumped.

A servant, or the archr with the best eyes, you tell me that scooping things will be wrong?

This kid is definitely taking revenge on her for not giving him a full score in the first round! Absolutely!!

Drake looked at Shirou Emiya, who was smiling and silent, with a sad look.

In the end, I took the initiative to skim my head.

"Tsk, black-bellied imp."

"It's over."

"I'm not complimenting you!" Drake waved his hand dissatisfiedly, "Forget it, I, Lord Drake, am magnanimous and don't have the same knowledge as you." But tell you in advance, if your soup doesn't satisfy me, I'll give you zero points! Got it! ”

Unfazed, Emiya Shirou confidently bent down and gestured 'please', "I'm sure you'll be satisfied, ma'am." ”

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