Chapter 118 Big bowl of wide noodles vs Enma big ramen
After Xu Jin used a secret method to hide the venue of the competition, Fang Qinglong, who was standing silently aside, coughed inaudibly and said softly:
"The time limit is one hour. The theme is the dishes taught by your master. You are not allowed to use your own dishes.
Then, I hereby announce that the eating of halberds has begun!" Although the voice was not very loud, it penetrated directly through the crowd and rang clearly in everyone's ears, making everyone quiet down.
I saw customers in the restaurant surrounding each other, surrounding the stadium floating above them layer by layer, creating an atmosphere similar to watching a football match.
Wei Cheng, on the other hand, smiled at Xingping Chuangzhen, tiptoed, and flew lightly onto the stage that Xu Jin had just set up.
"Let's get started!" He said confidently, facing Souma Xingping.
Faced with such a move, Yukihira Soma nodded, walked slowly onto the stage, and began to prepare the ingredients.
"Wait, what are they doing?"
When the two began to handle the dishes, everyone in the audience started talking.
I saw Soma Yukihira slowly pulling out a gleaming chef's knife from the table, exhaling slowly, and then showed an astonishing scene.
The knife in his hand turned into a ball of bright light and quickly cut the ingredients in front of him. He cut the meat into exactly the same pieces and threw it into the cooking pot.
At the same time, a bottle of special sauce appeared in the hand of the King of Medicine, and then he sprinkled a few handfuls on the boiling pot of water, making everyone's eyes brighten.
"Caibo...it seems that your son has learned a lot about your ability as a 'Shura'!"
Although the audience cannot clearly see the shadow of Soma Kohei's knife, as a chef in the chef world, Soma Kohei's movements naturally cannot escape Fang Qinglong's discerning eye.
"Look at this situation, he should be making Enma Dai Ramen, a spicy Japanese ramen, right? It seems that your skills have improved a lot these days." Mr. Kawashima's eyes showed a flash of sharpness.
His eyes penetrated the quick movements and came to a conclusion.
Saiba Joichiro laughed, brushed aside his stray bangs, and said proudly:
"Of course! It took me a lot of effort to teach him how to make this dish. I defeated him more than a hundred times before he could complete 90% of the flavor of this dish. I am still confident in Sozhen's victory.
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Unlike the judges who were watching Xing Ping Soma's quick knife skills, Ms. Kuroki turned her attention to Wei Cheng and said somewhat strangely:
"It's quite interesting. That kid is actually activating the sound energy. Is he trying to integrate music into the dishes?"
"What!?"
After hearing Ms. Kuroki's comments, the judges all showed surprised expressions and turned their attention to Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng was seen holding a piece of dough in his hand, with his eyes slightly closed, motionless, and seemed to be in some magical state.
This move also sparked a heated debate in the audience.
"What is that kid doing? He won't give up Shoji, right?"
"Haha, look at the movement he performed just now on stage was quite exquisite. I thought he had some skills. He wasn't here just to show off, was he?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Maybe they are gathering momentum and making preparations that we can't see. We will know after listening to the judges' explanations."
"Hmph! Gathering momentum? How can anyone sit still and gather momentum..."
“…”
"...Has this kid obtained "his" inheritance?"
When Ms. Kuroki named Wei Cheng, Fang Qinglong's expression changed and he stared at Wei Cheng who was sitting cross-legged.
Facing Fang Qinglong's question, Mo Yueyin just nodded silently.
"Haha, it's interesting. Xiaoyue, I remember many years ago, weren't you always looking for the successor who could inspire that recipe? I thought you couldn't find it, but I didn't expect that Wei Xiaozi could actually understand the ingredients in that recipe.
Mystery.”
Xu Jin, who had originally closed his eyes, now opened his eyes and glanced at Wei Cheng with sharp eyes.
In Xu Jin's eyes, the surrounding sound energy was boiling, forming a huge vortex, and Wei Cheng himself sat in the center of the vortex, slowly injecting the boiling sound energy into the dough in his hand.
"I didn't expect it... I didn't expect... the essence of "Big Bowl of Wide Noodles" was actually learned by this kid. That dish is not so much delicious food as it is a kind of perception of music. It depends on what this kid can do.
How far do you understand it!”
Fang Qinglong sighed, recalling his most outstanding disciple, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he stopped thinking about it.
…
While the judges were discussing, Wei Cheng slowly opened his closed eyes and looked at the dough in his hand.
At this time, a certain brainwashing melody kept echoing in his ears, ringing in his ears over and over again, making him want to sing loudly.
But even though the melody was brainwashing him again, he still suppressed this impulse, turned all those melodies into sound energy, and injected it into the dough in his hand.
During the practice, he also tried to sing the songs in his mind, but failed without exception. Once he spoke at the wrong time, he would not be able to appreciate the essence of the large bowl of wide noodles.
In this wonderful world full of sound energy, even cooking can be linked to music. He originally thought that the name of this recipe "Big Bowl of Wide Noodles" was just accidental, but after encountering it, he realized that it was inevitable.
Rather than saying that it is a large bowl of wide noodles recipe, it is better to say that it is the embodiment of a song. Only by bringing the artistic conception of the entire song into the cooking can you understand the essence of this recipe.
"Look at this noodle, it's long and wide, look at this bowl, it's big and round..."
Silently humming the brainwashing melody in his heart, Wei Cheng turned his hand over, grabbed the dough in his hand with sharp movements, and began to sway to a certain melody.
"Wait! Am I right? He's singing?"
At the same time, some spectators noticed Wei Cheng's anomaly and found that he actually hummed an unknown melody, which reverberated throughout the competition venue and began to infect everyone.
The sound energy vortex that was originally in a state of nothingness turned into reality after Wei Cheng hummed the melody, and suddenly formed a colorful illusion surrounding everyone.
I saw noodle bowls floating around, filled with all kinds of fresh ingredients, accompanied by bursts of music brought by sound energy, as if a bowl of noodles appeared around everyone.
"Never dare to believe it
A big bowl can make you happy
But that's really my intention
Maybe it's a kind of providence..."
As a result, an extremely magical melody began to linger in the arena.
