Chapter 121 Look at this bowl, its big and round...
When Wei Cheng opened the lid of the pot, seven-colored rays of light bloomed out. However, this ray of light was different from the domineering Yan Mo Ramen. Instead, it gave people a warm feeling, and at the same time it contained the breath of music, making the melody reverberate.
In the hearts of everyone present.
No matter who was at the scene, they could hear a brainwashing magical melody floating in their ears, and this melody came from that dish. Even Soma Yukihira, a player, was no exception.
"When I saw this recipe, I thought the creator was crazy, right? Because rather than saying it is a dish, it is more appropriate to call it a song.
You actually asked me to mix the artistic conception of a song into the food, isn't this a joke?"
With a confident smile on his face, Wei Cheng presented his dishes on the table and placed them in front of the judges.
The food itself looked very ordinary, just an ordinary big bowl of wide noodles, but the moment Wei Cheng opened the lid, a melody could not help but float in everyone's ears.
"Look at this noodle, it's long and wide, look at this bowl, it's big and round..."
"Integrating music into cooking...what does that mean?"
Xing Ping Soma suppressed his smile and asked Wei Cheng seriously.
"Hey, Yukihira-san, in your own understanding, what is cooking?"
"To satisfy all guests and make them smile happily."
"You are right, but this is not the world of "Spirit of the Halberd Eater". Our explanation of cooking is naturally different from yours." Wei Cheng shook his head.
"Eat it, you'll know after you eat it."
Everyone picked up their chopsticks, looked at the seemingly ordinary food in front of them, and swallowed, some not knowing how to eat it.
Several of them had just seen the illusion brought about by this dish. Who knows what will happen if they eat this one?
"Let me do it."
Xu Jin floated down from the sky like a god and started eating directly.
As a strong man with a difficult soul, he was naturally able to analyze the flow of sound energy just now and confirmed that Wei Cheng had no ill intentions towards everyone and that the illusion was just the effect of the cooking itself.
Then everyone moved their chopsticks one after another.
The moment Soma Kohei bit down on the noodles, his eyes suddenly widened.
He felt that he saw a sea, filled with all kinds of clouds and mist, and all kinds of food seemed to have turned into living creatures, jumping around beside him, and surrounded him as he walked towards the clouds and mist.
And at the moment when he encountered the clouds, Xingping Soma felt that he had seen his own life. The scenes of Shokugeki in the past, the memories of his father, and the thoughts buried deep in his heart all came to him at this time.
came, and then turned into clouds and mist, dissipating before our eyes.
And he himself was also swaying with the ingredients, seeing the noodles entering his mouth. Although the deliciousness that bloomed was not amazing, it could give people a close sense of familiarity and remind people of their own lives.
Then, he shed a drop of sweat and fell into the middle of the sea made of food. The ripples turned into a water curtain, reflecting various highlights of his past, as if watching a movie, just flowing in his heart.
And passed.
"What are you waiting for? If you don't eat quickly, the noodles will get cold!"
Seeing that Luo Tianyi and others were stunned, Wei Cheng said something and pulled everyone back from the shock in front of them.
Le Zhengling stretched out her hand and touched the water curtain projected in mid-air. She found that the screen automatically turned into ripples, rippled to another place, and then formed a water curtain again next to a judge, as if it were real.
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"What kind of food is this?" Fang Qinglong asked Wei Cheng.
"Music-based cuisine, a big bowl of wide noodles!" Wei Cheng thought for a while and answered.
He originally wanted to say it was based on ghosts and animals, but considering that this was a formal occasion, he changed it to the word music.
Although Wei Cheng feels that the person who created this dish is not very serious...
"Music cuisine? It's exactly what the name says."
Only then did Yukihira Soma break away from his memories. Looking at the rising water curtains around him, he felt as if he was in a dream.
It is obviously different from the illusion that occurs in the mind. The illusion effect created by the large bowl of wide noodles is so real that it can be projected in reality, and it can even touch memories that have not been recalled for a long time, both in terms of realism and
In terms of sensibility, I have been steadily overpowering myself.
As for the deliciousness... Would there be much difference in the deliciousness of the dishes that could be put on the stage by these two people to compete?
"I lost." Xing Ping Soma simply chose to admit defeat.
This is the end of eating halberds.
"Well... I originally thought that Mr. Yukihira's ability to create realistic illusions was already very powerful. I didn't expect that Mr. Wei, you exceeded my expectations. You can actually use cooking to evoke memories in people's hearts.
You really understand the essence of this dish!”
Mr. Kawashima touched his beard and sighed.
On the side, Mo Yueyin and Saiba Joichiro were convinced after tasting Wei Cheng's dishes. Saiba Joichiro even walked next to Yukihira, came to his son's side, and asked Yukihira about his creation.
real:
"Depressed?"
I saw Yukihira Soma raise his head, and a sunny smile once again bloomed on his originally serious face, as if the bitter expression of surrender just now didn't exist at all.
"How could I be depressed? I have lost to you four hundred and sixty-one times, dad, and I have never been discouraged once. How could I be depressed because of this failure?
Dad, you should be careful, I think if you don’t improve your cooking skills, Wei Cheng might surpass you one day?"
"You bastard! How can anyone be so cheating?"
Saiba Joichiro smiled and touched Yukihira Souma's head for a while, then walked up to Wei Cheng and Mo Yueyin, lowering his rebellious head.
"We lost this bet. According to the agreement, I will let Chuangzhen stay at Yinsheng Academy, and I will also work in your restaurant for three months. Please give me your advice in the future!"
Obviously, they had made an agreement long ago.
While Cai Bo and Mo Yueyin were coordinating, Wei Cheng was stopped by Fang Qinglong.
"Boy Wei, do you know...the origin of that recipe?"
"I don't know the origin of the big bowl of wide noodles, and I would like Mr. Fang to help me clear up my confusion." Wei Cheng bowed and asked Fang Qinglong.
"Alas! Speaking of which, this recipe is an innovative cooking method developed by him after the explosion of sound energy. He completely used sound energy in cooking and brought revolutionary changes to the entire chef world...
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Fang Qinglong stroked his beard, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, as if he was caught in some memories.
Wei Cheng just stood there quietly, waiting for a reply from Fang Qinglong.
He remembered clearly just now that everyone who ate the food had their memories projected on the water screen, and fell into the artistic conception of a large bowl of wide noodles. However, there were only two people present, and no memories were projected in front of everyone.
One is Xu Jin, who relied on his advanced cultivation to forcibly prevent the memories from being exposed. The other Wei is Fang Qinglong standing in front of him.
"Let's pass on this cuisine. You should have noticed that "Large Bowl of Wide Noodles" is not so much a simple dish, but essentially music. Aren't you the UP owner of Station B? In this case, let's pass on this spirit.
, and then carry forward Yu’s faith!”
Fang Qinglong withdrew from the memories, patted Wei Cheng on the shoulder, and left with Xu Jin.
After joking with Luo Tianyi and others, Wei Cheng said goodbye to Mo Yueyin and walked out of the V restaurant where the hiding state was released.
