Eternal food paradise

See, the complete scenery?

Caibo Chaoyang's forehead was covered with sweat, and he stared at the second item in "Two lobsters".

This is lobster head + noodle soup.

It's not as simple as simply boiling miso soup with shrimp heads.

In the soup pot, the color of the soup is rich red, very close to the original color of 'red miso'.

To know.

Red miso takes a long time to ferment, and a lot of salt is added, so it has a stronger salty taste. If used as a soup base, it will have an orange-red color...

It almost made Zaiha Zhaoyang feel that the "orange-red cold sky", that piece of sky, was about to step out of the cooking scene and be vividly interpreted in front of his eyes.

He scooped a spoonful into the bowl.

Just listen to the voice next to your ear and continue: "Lobster meat can be dipped in soup and eaten."

"You can understand that grilled lobster meat goes better with red miso soup."

"Is this the way to eat recommended by the owner and chef?" With a slight snort, Caibo Chaoyang acted according to the recommended way of eating. The hand that was originally planning to hold the spoon used the chopsticks again. Lifting it up, I picked up a piece of shrimp meat and dipped it into the depths of the miso soup bowl.

After two seconds, the chopsticks were lifted up.

That piece of white meat was suddenly covered in red soup, glistening under the lights of the auditorium!

"Um?!"

Caibo Chaoyang's pupils suddenly shrank.

The shrimp meatballs on the chopsticks twitched slightly, and then, due to the charcoal grilling, the meatballs tightened and showed signs of blooming.

This scene.

Much like when making shrimp sashimi, put the shrimp meat in ice water to let the meat itself stretch out.

"How can it be……"

"Obviously, the grilled shrimps and noodle soup are still piping hot just after they were taken from the stove. There is no way they were treated with ice water——"

Caibo Chaoyang couldn't believe it. He planned to use his tongue to find the answer himself, so he threw away all hesitation, opened his mouth to the tip of his chopsticks, and swallowed!

"Crackling."

The shrimp meat disappeared.

In the auditorium, between the stages.

The surrounding environment and the people around me suddenly changed.

In a daze, it seemed that he really came under an orange-red sky. Caibo looked up at the sky toward the sun and said, "Is it raining?"

He subconsciously stretched his limbs and followed the disappearing shrimp meat, imitating its stretched posture.

Red raindrops pattering.

Hey!

It fell on the exposed body surface and skin, and it was very hot. But when the whole body was covered with red liquid, Caibo Chaoyang hugged himself tightly with both hands, shivering, and his teeth were chattering: "It's so cold!"

The disappeared "shrimp meat" suddenly appeared.

Chewing.

"Tighten, stretch."

"Hot, freezing cold."

Under the growing red rain, Caibo Chaoyang was overwhelmed by these opposites and contradictions. He covered his head with his hands: "Simple yet complex, ordinary, yet magical everywhere!"

Such a culinary world and culinary landscape...

Suddenly, the crazy Caibo Chaoyang pricked up his ears.

He heard a vague prayer coming from the falling red raindrops:

"Praise to you!"

"...the great master of the Ice Purgatory, the ruler of the heart of the ocean, the true creator of all blue realms and delicacies!"

These prayers brought a terrifying and strange magic power, and the shadow of a lobster quickly formed inside the delicious red raindrops.

The raindrops are like mini energy balls breeding lobsters.

And in Caibo Chaoyang's field of vision, these gestating shadows broke out of their shells in a few seconds. When they landed on his skin, they were miniature lobsters crawling with claws on their shells.

In an instant, his body was covered with resurrected lobsters.

No--

It should be said that it is the wisps of delicious flavor of the main body that give birth to strange and horrifying spectacles.

Caibo looked up at Chaoyang.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. At the same time, more and more small lobsters were spread all over the orange-red sky. The sound of those limbs and claws crawling and colliding with the carapace formed a huge torrent, which kept hitting Cai Bo Chaoyang's eyes. Hearing made his scalp numb and dumbfounded.

…

Quiet!

The stage in the auditorium was filled with suffocating silence.

After a while, the end of get out of class bell came from the teaching area, breaking the atmosphere. Roland Chapel, the main lecturer, announced: "The open class is over."

It was announced that get out of class was over, but there was no sound of tables and chairs in the auditorium. Everyone was still sitting in their respective seats, waiting for the response of the lecturer 'Suzuki Soma'.

Even though the lecturer's confused face was clearly visible to everyone.

But they just want to know.

Can this super powerful lecturer successfully follow the monster students, copy and perfectly restore the students' dishes, and optimize and improve them!

Si Yingshi was also invited to participate in the tasting.

Within a few seconds, the chief student's face was covered with cold sweat and he opened his eyes:

"fear!"

"What?"

Meeting Xia Yan's probing gaze, Si Yingshi's ears seemed to still be echoing with those creepy prayers, those terrifying and strange prayers that revived the delicious smell, and he subconsciously took two big steps away:

"This this……"

The chief classmate was a little short of words and didn’t know how to describe the culinary wonders he saw.

Seeing Xia Yan staring at him, Si Yingshi raised his hands and surrendered: "Everyone calls me the 'white knight of the dining table'. Now, I would like to call you the 'black knight of the dining table'... No, it should be called the 'dark knight of the dining table'" Demon King'!"

Caibo Chaoyang opened his eyes and heard the second half of Si Yingshi's words.

Dining table...

Dark Lord?

Thinking of the image of himself being completely submerged by the overwhelming sea of ​​lobsters, Caibo Chaoyang couldn't help but say:

"Maybe a year, maybe three years."

"I think I've been suffering from lobster PTSD since then. When I see lobster dishes, I get cold and my scalp feels numb."

Before he finished speaking, he looked confused and a kitchen knife was thrust into his hand.

Xia Yan waved to him:

"Come on, come on."

"Stop dawdling, get out of class is over."

"Time is tight and everyone is watching. I also want to eat and see your 'copied' cooking. Watching others cook it is not the same as cooking it myself. Maybe I can find my own shortcomings through your cooking interpretation. Where is it?"

Caibo Chaoyang grabbed the kitchen knife, his mind was blank.

"What's wrong? This is the kitchen knife I just used. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

The expression on Caibo Chaoyang's face is like this:

“…(°◇°)!!”

Xia Yan was still serious and serious, observing the changes in Caibo Chaoyang's expression over and over again.

Seeing this 'Medicine Brother', he was frozen in place, and no information about his cooking skills could be extracted from the kitchen knife he used.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Let's just say that in all the food world, the strongest copying ability is indeed [super vision], that is, the 'Eye of Myra', which belongs to the ultimate body, the ultimate hang-in.

Not just recipes can be stolen, core craftsmanship and all cooking skills can be stolen.

You can also instantly get improved and evolved information based on the original version!

There is no doubt that if the 'Spice Empress' Mira was here, or if it were Kaiyou, the boss of the dark world who had collected all the ultimate weapons, Xia Yan would definitely have fled in despair at this moment.

However, ‘Brother Yao’ Caibo Chaoyang still needed to collect other people’s kitchen utensils and needed a medium to activate the ability to steal and copy, so he was instantly outclassed.

Low-end hang, go back and learn scripting before writing?

"laugh--"

Caibo took the kitchen knife to Chaoyang, pointed it at a big lobster, and made a false chop.

No, no!

He put away the knife and struck again.

Then, the gesture was repeated more than ten times in front of everyone.

The auditorium was silent.

"hehe."

Seeing this scene, Yukihira Joichiro murmured funny in the corner: "As unruly as you are, it's time to be 'educated'. Being 'educated' by a peer is far more unforgettable than being taught by words and deeds by my adoptive father and master."