Eat Halberd: My Home Door Links to the Anime World

"Sakura shrimp has a more elegant texture, and it goes well with soba noodles, which are delicate and elegant."

Chapelle nodded again and again and praised: "After eating, the mouth is full of the aftertaste of the two, which lasts for a long time. As expected, he is the heir of a famous family, and he has a famous style."

Tasting this elegant and refined dish, in front of the three judges, a girl in a kimono seemed to be dancing gracefully.

Before you know it, all the dishes in front of the three judges were eaten up.

"Yes, as expected of the descendants of Ji Zhiguo!"

Nakiri Xianzaemon suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, the placket on his body was completely blown!

"The placket is torn! As expected, she is Senior Sister Ji Zhiguo!"

"Yeah, it's too powerful, beat the transfer students!"

Seeing this scene, the students in the audience couldn't help crying.

"It's amazing! Is this the strength of the ten heroes?"

Tian Suohui covered her mouth in surprise, and she couldn't help but start to worry about Su Mu.

"A wonderful balance of soba and seafood."

Hojo Miyoko also gritted her teeth and said, "Sure enough, the ten heroes are not talking about it. Senior Sister Ji Zhiguo is also very accomplished in seafood."

"Damn, originally I thought I could simulate the opponent's at least average level, but now, it should be only [-]% to [-]%."

Mei Zuoang also looked ugly, "It seems that the simulation training of the ten heroes needs to be stepped up."

"What is the simulated training for the ten masters?"

Xiaolin Gentian asked curiously.

"Oh, nothing."

Tian Suohui and the others all laughed dryly.

In his mind, the scene of Mizuo Ang wearing a skirt and imitating Kobayashi Rentan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Hope you never see something like this happen.

Everyone is praying in their hearts.

"I said long ago that even if you were lucky enough to avoid the duel directly on the soba noodles, there was no way you could win against me."

Ji Zhiguo Ningning stared at Su Mu coldly with red pupils, and said in a cold tone, "I'm not Eizan, even if you change the subject, the winning rate is still zero."

"Not necessarily."

Su Mu smiled, and then brought his own dishes.

It was a big cake, with the aroma of fried oil, and some fillings wrapped in it. Unlike Ji Zhiguo's elegant and elegant dishes, this dish looked a lot rougher.

"Is this pancake fruit?"

Under the stage, Tiansuohui and the others couldn't help but think of the pancakes they made during the dorm training period.

"No, it's soba bread."

Su Mu smiled slightly, "It's wrapped in pork stuffing."

"It's just street food that can be seen everywhere in China."

Ji Zhiguo Ningning said coldly, "I thought you would cook something different."

"Please taste it."

Su Mu ignored the ridicule of the other party and said to the judges.

"it is good."

Without hesitation, the three judges picked up the dough and took a bite.

As soon as I bit into the soft dough, the hot gravy flowed out, and then the rich buckwheat flavor exploded on the judges' tongues!

The pupils of the three judges shrank suddenly, and in a trance, they seemed to see an endless field, the lush buckwheat dancing in the breeze, and there was a farmhouse not far away, and a few pigs were leisurely basking in the sun.

The thick buckwheat flavor instantly hit the three judges.

"What a heroic dish this is. Once you bite into it, the strong buckwheat flavor emerges like the delicious gravy! It reminds me of the vast land!"

Nakiri Xianzaemon's underwear had already burst open before he knew it. At this moment, his lower body was cool. He closed his eyes, and his face was faintly excited.

If Ji Zhiguo Ningning's cuisine is elegant and chic, then Su Mu's cuisine is strong, heavy and plain.

"This is the first time I have tasted such a simple dish, but although it is simple, it is close to nature and can move people's hearts."

Dojima Gin couldn't help but praise.

The three judges were biting into the soba, and their faces were full of satisfaction.

"This... is the transfer student so amazing?"

"Ji Zhiguo-senpai's cooking didn't win an overwhelming victory?"

"How could this be?"

The students in the audience were at a loss for words.

Even Ji Zhiguo Ningning's pupils shrank, a little unbelievable!

"Then, ask the three judges to choose the winner!"

Kawashima Rei said with a trembling voice.

All three judges closed their eyes, apparently making some sort of decision.

If Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning's cooking is a sharp and beautiful samurai sword that kills people without a trace, then Su Mu's cooking is a heavy and sturdy shield. When the two collide, who will win?

In the end, Nakiri Xianzaemon opened his eyes, made a decision, and said in a deep voice, "I think the winner is Su Mu!"

"I think so."

Dojima Gin followed closely.

"Me too!"

Chapelle also said.

The whole place was silent for a moment!

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty The Intensifying Storm

When they heard the final result, the venue was silent, and everyone couldn't believe their ears.

"Sister Ji Zhiguo actually lost?"

"It can't be true, can it?"

"Is that transfer student really that good? Even better than Erina~ Miss?"

The students in the audience were in disbelief.

Even Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that he would lose to the opponent.

"Great, Su Mujun won."

Tian Suohui was even more happy and almost cried.

"Yes, yes, you can go and scrape again."

Yoshino Yuki also nodded, but her words obviously betrayed her true thoughts.

"No way? Su Mujiang actually won the menopause woman?"

For a long time, I was also taken aback.

"Oh, the current first-year freshman is really amazing."

Si Yingshi sighed and said weakly.

"Huh? Senior Si, when did you come?"

After a long time, Tian Suohui and the others were taken aback.

"Hey, I've been here long ago. Didn't you notice me?"

Si Yingshi smiled slightly.

Everyone was speechless for a while, and they really didn't notice.

"How is it possible? How can you beat me with this kind of cooking?"

Ji Zhiguo Ningning couldn't believe that he would lose to the opponent.

"If that's the case, then come and try it."

Su Mu smiled and handed his soba to the other party.

Ji Zhiguo Ningning hesitated for a while, but finally took it and took a bite.

Then, the thick and strong buckwheat flavor erupted in her mouth.

In a trance, she seemed to see the fields of all things, the farmhouses in the countryside, the warm sunshine...

It is a completely different flavor from the elegant and chic soba dishes that the country has always admired. It is simple, natural, and generous.

"How about Ji Zhiguo-senpai?"

Su Mu asked with a smile.

"Alright... alright."

Ji Zhiguo Ningning's face flushed, his eyes turned away, and said.

"Soba noodles are not the only type of buckwheat cuisine. Kinokuni has accumulated profound skills in buckwheat noodles, but his vision has become narrow because of this."

At this time, Nakiri Senzaemon said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Commander."

Ji Zhiguo Ningning was shocked and said quickly.

Then, she turned her head and said to Su Mu, "You win. In the soba research society, you can choose any spoils."