Shiji: taste bud reversal

294. Captives of the sense of taste

This is not the first time Kobayashi Gentian has seen Shiraki's cuisine.

But compared to the last time, she always felt that there seemed to be something different about the cooking process this time, at least, she didn't notice that it was... The feeling of being rejected by the ingredients.

The rice grains under the light smoke, compared to the time when they just came out of the pot, each rice grain is incomparably evenly wrapped with golden egg liquid, under the refraction of the light, the whole body emits an attractive glow, the rice grains linger around the faint aroma, the wind outside the window blows, it is mixed into the breeze refreshing, and there is no stuffy heat at all.

"W-What is this?"

"Egg fried rice, are you kidding?"

The students below have long been stunned, and they didn't even care about the cooking paste pot in front of them, and their attention has long been completely attracted by this unreasonable dish on the stage, and the current scene is like a group of children squatting on the ground playing with a remote control car, and suddenly saw someone driving a Gundam next door, this is not a product of a 24th dimension at all, right?

Looking at Shiraki's cooking, and then looking back at their own, they even began to suspect that they were making dog food.

But they did make it according to the recipe of the central gastronomic agency.

Although the specific cooking techniques may be slightly different, the seasoning materials, the selection of ingredients, etc., everyone refers to the recipes of the central gastronomy agency, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but now I don't know why, the more I look at these dishes, the more I think it's for dogs.

Bai Mu's cooking process, they saw it, but the specific principle, they couldn't understand, like some of the usual grades, each assessment can only float low students feel okay, they just feel that Bai Mu's cooking techniques are very skilled, every action is smooth, as for the cooking process, it is nothing more than to put in the ingredients like them, start cooking, and add some techniques they don't understand, and they are not too shocked.

And those students who can get an evaluation of A or above in every assessment, and whose cooking skills and knowledge are at the top of the first grade, have experienced that it is not such a simple thing, they even feel that the three years of study in the middle school of the far middle school, plus the year of high school, are all in vain, and the spice matching class and nutrition class are all in vain, and they look at the kitchenware in front of them for a while, and their expressions are slightly dazed.

As for Kobayashi Gentian, she doesn't care so much.

Even without the ability to be extremely sensitive to ingredients such as the tongue of the gods and the sense of smell of the gods, she could feel the egg fried rice with her intuition that was comparable to that of a beast

How strong is the attraction to her.

It wasn't the cat's expression when it saw the fish, but the cat's expression surrounded by a sea of catnip.

It doesn't take any scent to whet your appetite at all, but it can make people salivate just by looking at it, and I'm afraid that the worst anorexicane in the world can't refuse such a delicacy, right?

Kobayashi Gentian even felt that at this moment, his spirit was a little trance.

As if the body was in a stress reaction, he instinctively leaned in the direction of cooking, and by this time Shiraki had already finished putting the pot on the plate.

Seeing that Kobayashi Gentian's pair of cat eyes were erected, and he looked like he was going to blow up if he didn't hurry up and give it to her, Bai Mu didn't say much, bent down and put the plate on the table in front of the podium, and suddenly the eyes of everyone in the entire classroom were focused on this dish that had just come out of the pot.

Grunt.

I don't know who swallowed saliva first, as if it triggered a chain reaction, everyone else instantly felt that their chests were already hungry against their backs, even some students who had eaten two bowls of rice for breakfast, at this time, they all felt that their stomachs were empty for some time, and they desperately wanted to eat something.

The bowl of fried rice in front of you seems to have magical power, sticking everyone's eyes firmly to it, once you forcibly remove your gaze, there will be a cat-like curiosity in your heart, the full rice grains with distinct grains, loosely and orderly piled up, lingering in the elegant green smoke, can directly pull people into a taste space surrounded by the golden aroma of rice.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the breeze blowing in your face, the breeze stirs the rice waves, the warm sunlight shines on the golden rice grains, and the colorful colors are refracted in the eyes of everyone.

The magnificent colors render the most extreme light and shadow vision, and the distant songs seem to lead to the deepest memories of the heart, leading the soul to a quiet and noisy afternoon, and the gentle lullaby of the mother comes to the ears, telling an ancient and familiar story... This intention makes people immerse themselves in it unconsciously, and they don't want to wake up at all.

"Senior Sister Gentian, you're almost starting to censor, right?" Bai Mu shook his hand vigorously in front of Kobayashi Gentian, he was also wondering, obviously the other party had an expression of eagerness to eat a hungry tiger one second, and the next second he was directly stupid, what is the situation?

"Hmm... Yes, yes. Xiao Lin Gentian was shaken by Bai Mu like this, as if he had finally come back to his senses, his right hand trembled slightly, picked up the spoon next to him, and carefully took a spoonful from the plate and put it in his mouth. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Several students standing in the first row saw this scene, their eyes locked on the spoon in Kobayashi Gentian's hand, their eyes almost popped out, they also wanted to taste the bowl of fried rice, but they didn't know what was going on, they always felt that their 170 bodies couldn't move inexplicably, so they could only inhale the aroma wafting from the front row fiercely, and they were just too busy in their stomachs.

"Whew!"

Kobayashi Gentian's expression changed in an instant, living up to expectations.

The golden world, the cool breeze, the spectacular wheat waves, the ballad of the harvest... All of this, when she actually tasted the dish, lost her beautiful disguise.

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the golden ears of rice, infinitely lengthening the distance of light and shadow, like an invisible hand that circles and twists, firmly imprisons the gentian of Xiaolin in place, and the distant songs in the ears begin to approach slowly, gradually turning into an unknowable whisper, which seems ancient and distant, and the crystal full rice grains bounce open and fall between the lips and teeth, like golden rice ears slowly submerging her.

Like a fawn bewildered by the fragrance of the fruit, she was unaware of the dangers lurking in the bizarre world in front of her, and was unsuspectingly dragged into the opposite side of the golden world, listening attentively to the hoarse whispers in her ears.

And the people in the outside world,Nothing about this,Except for Kobayashi Gentian,The other students in the classroom are still swallowing saliva.,Looking at the dish that can make people feel a strong hunger from the outside.,There seem to be bursts of songs celebrating the harvest in their ears.。。