Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

"Then why did she come to serve as a judge?"

Si Yingshi's face was serious: "I'm afraid it's just cooking for Sun Wukong!"

"Isn't it?! Does his cooking have such great charm?" Kobayashi Rentan looked stunned: "I'm afraid there is no such person in the world, right?"

Si Yingshi: "This shows the horror of Monkey King even more, doesn't it? I heard that she has been admitted to the Food Research Association, just for Monkey King's cooking."

Xiaolin Rentan and the others were all shocked: "This... this... Has he actually been recognized by that person? How is this possible! Si Yingshi, aren't you very dangerous?"

At this moment, Si Yingshi has only seriousness: "I'm afraid I will lose, but I will do my best!"

Xiaolin Rentan and several others looked at Si Yingshi with surprises, but they haven't seen this guy show such an expression for a long time.

"Okay~ I won't say more nonsense." Dojima Gin looked at the impatient expressions on the scene, and immediately entered the topic: "The rules for eating halberd this time will be judged by five judges after tasting the dishes in turn. The title of the final winner is also randomly selected, and now, there is the first contestant, the sixth seat - Tiansuohui, Yoshino Yuki, Ji Zhiguo Ningning to play."

"Ningning of Jizhiguo is the sixth seat of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue, and the challengers are Tiansuohui and Yoshino Yuki. As long as one of them wins, he will succeed Jizhiguo Ningning's sixth seat. , and at the same time, Ji Zhiguo Ningning will be given a sanction of expulsion."

"Of course, after the halberd eating is over, if there are still people who are dissatisfied with this ranking among the ten heroes, they can also challenge.

"Student Ji Zhiguo Ningning, have you seen the lottery box in the field? There are slips of paper with countless questions in it. For the sake of fairness, it is up to you to choose the questions for this assessment."

Ji Zhiguo Ningning nodded, stepped forward, put his hand in the box, took out a note, opened it, glanced at it, and handed it to Dojima Yin.

"The topic of this time is Western-style main dishes, and the ingredients are not limited. Now, please go to the three contestants to choose the ingredients they need, but please remember that for the sake of fairness, you are not allowed to use the ingredients you have prepared in advance this time. For ingredients, you can only use the ingredients in the ingredients room.”

Yoshino Yuki rolled his eyes directly: "The topic was not mentioned in advance, so the ghost will prepare the ingredients in advance." After saying that, he pulled Tiansuohui to the ingredients.

The ingredients room is on the left side of the stage, and the walls are made of glass, so the audience can clearly see their every move when choosing ingredients.

"Western-style main dish, what kind of dish should I make?" Yoshino Yuki looked at the ingredients and fell into the difficulty of choosing.

Just looking at the neatly arranged chickens in the refrigerator, his eyes lit up: "Ah~ I have it!"

Poultry is the main food, isn't she what she is best at.

"Xiaohui, have you thought of what to cook?"

"Yeah." Tian Suohui nodded while holding the ingredients, looking a little nervous when she looked at her.

Yoshino Yuki patted her carelessly: "You have not gotten rid of your stinky habit of being nervous." After speaking, he looked at Ningning of Ji Zhiguo again, and whispered: "I don't know if she will do it. What kind of dishes?"

"Let's do our own thing, let's go out."

Chapter [-] Xiaohui's talent

"You can't be nervous, relax, relax!" Tian Suohui stood in front of the stove with her eyes closed to inspire herself. Facing so many audiences, her trouble of being nervous was relapsed, but it was much better than before. Not shaking anymore.

Yoshino Yuki watched from the side and kindly reminded: "Xiaohui, if you are nervous, just take a look at Lord Wukong. If you look at him, you will not be nervous."

Tian Suohui heard the words and immediately looked towards the competition room, just in time to see Sun Wukong sitting in front of the window watching her, the faint encouraging smile instantly softened her inner timidity and became extremely calm.

"Thank you, Yoshino-san." Tiansuohui looked at Yuuki Yoshino gratefully and began to cook seriously.

Yoshino Yuki waved his hand generously, cooking the chicken with extremely skilled techniques...

Ji Zhiguo, Ning Ning, also softened her soba noodles very carefully and earnestly.

Time is passing little by little in the speculation and anticipation of countless people...

Forty minutes later, until all three of them finished their dishes, Dojima Gin sat on the jury table and picked up the microphone: "It seems that all three contestants have completed their works, so let's enter the judging stage now." Then, he looked at Yoshino Yuki: "You finish first, so you can do it first."

Yoshino Yuki immediately walked generously in front of the judges and placed her dishes in front of the five judges in turn.

Mauna Nakiri opened the lid, glanced at it, smelled it carefully, and nodded: "The heat is just right, the seasonings are evenly matched, and the combination of spices and garlic is even better, you Western-style garlic braised chicken. He did a really good job and was already among the best among his peers.”

After speaking, he put the lid on again: "But unfortunately, the dishes made from such ordinary ingredients cannot meet my needs with your current skills."

When Yoshino Yuki heard this, Xiao Xiao was disappointed, but she was relieved immediately. She had expected this situation, but she still had some small regrets: "Sure enough, we can only use the ingredients in the vegetable sky to make Did she pick up chopsticks..."

"I think it's very good." Seiichiro Yukihira's eyes lit up after trying a bite: "The entrance is sweet and tender, and the garlic fragrance is overflowing, which can make people clearly feel "vigorous and vigorous" Bobo means, this is the essence of garlic braised chicken.”

"Ah~~ it's really delicious!" Nakiri Onora held her face in both hands, her face blushing: "Xiao Ji, elder sister's tongue of God is notoriously picky, you don't need to care, you do This Garlic Braised Chicken is really good~”

Nakiri Xianzaemon's clothes were cracked, and he nodded again and again: "Not bad, especially this crispy skin, soft and fragrant, makes people unforgettable!"

Dojima Gin buried his head and kept eating. Yoshino Yuki's garlic braised chicken was well received. All the dishes were eaten by the four judges except Nakiri Mauna.

"Next is Tian Suohui-kun."

"Please... Please take it slow." Tian Suohui came to the four judges nervously with her dishes.

"Western-style grilled pork ribs, it really looks like your style." Nakiri Onora looked at Tiansuohui and smiled softly: "Simple and practical, it doesn't look fancy."

Saying that, she picked up the knife and fork to try and took a bite, her whole face was replaced by a happy expression: "Ah~~ this...this taste...how nostalgic! It's like a mother. the taste!"

"Too~ it's amazing!! Classmate Tiansuo, in your dishes, you can clearly feel the warmth of home, which reminds me of the happy time with her... This... This is what is in the dishes. The highest masterpiece!" Yukihira Seiichiro said with an exaggerated expression: "It's really rude to call you classmates, why don't you just call you Momma Tian!"

"Huh?!! Mama Tian is too exaggerated!" Tian Suohui hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head.

"Your talent is really amazing!" Nakiri Senzaemon had a childlike smile on his face after eating the food.

What kind of picture would an old man with a terrifying, majestic face show an innocent smile like a child?I'll tell you, it's scarier than watching a horror movie.

Nakiri Mauna looked at the dishes in front of her, frowned slightly, picked up the knife and fork, and put it down again. After repeating this several times, she could clearly see her tangled mood.

In the same way, the audience held their breath one by one, looking at everything in front of them, and they were all looking forward to whether this always picky and non-eating Nakima Ma Nagi would eat the dishes made by Tiansuohui. Woolen cloth?

After tangled again and again, Nakiri Mauna finally picked up a knife and fork under the attention of everyone, cut a piece, and put it in her mouth.