The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

"Please try it. This is 'Lin Feng's special umami ramen'!"

With that said, Lin Feng placed the bowls in front of everyone in turn, with a confident smile on his face.

Shiroichiro's special fragrant ramen, Lin Feng's special umami ramen

Just hearing the name of the dish, everyone could feel the tension between the two of them.

“I didn’t expect you to apply traditional French dashi to ramen noodles”

Looking at the soup in the bowl, Ichiro Yukihiro had a solemn look on his face and said, "It's really amazing."

After hearing the words of Ichiro Yukihira, the onlookers took a deep breath, and being able to get the opponent's praise shows that Lin Feng's strength has been recognized by the opponent.

"Then I'll take a sip of soup first"

Having said that, Chef Murakami picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of the soup, and slowly put it into his mouth to taste.

"Well"

The next second, Chef Murakami's eyes widened with a contented expression on his face.

The moment the soup enters the mouth, the strong fragrance that exudes is like wrapping the whole body, making people smile unconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, the expression on Chef Murakami's face changed again, and he continued to say: "Shrimp brain and fish internal organs! All the rich tastes are mixed into one, what a wild taste!"

no! !

If you can't help it, your consciousness will be completely taken away. This is completely delicious violence!

At the same time, Sous Chef Sanchuan also picked up his chopsticks, put in a few noodles, and began to chew.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Along with the screams, I saw that Sous Chef Sanchuan had been completely captured by the ramen, one bite after another, without stopping at all.

The same thing happened to Nakiri Senzaemon, who kept picking up the noodles and putting them in his mouth until the ramen in the bowl was about to be emptied.

"call"

Nakiri Senzaemon breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the fried soy sauce pancake that had never been touched, and put it to his mouth and bit it.

The explosive delicacy once again appeared in the mouth of Nakiri Senzaemon, hitting the taste buds of Nakiri Senzaemon like a stormy sea.

This kind of feeling is like experiencing a desperate struggle with people, making people have to succumb to this delicious food.

Ichiro Yukihira, who had been standing beside him, his eyes lit up and said with a smile, "I'm also interested in the ramen you make."

At the same time, the eyes of the onlookers looking at Nakiri Senzaemon changed again.

"It's not the classic 'clothes burst', but the clothes fall off automatically!"

"This is quite a rare pattern!"

In front of him, Nakiri Senzaemon, who was sitting on a chair, was shirtless, and his shirt had fallen off on his own.

After a long time, the three of them put down their chopsticks at the same time, looked at the two ramen noodles in front of them, closed their eyes and fell into deep thought.

On the one hand, it gives full play to the sweet taste of vegetables, giving people a feeling of returning to nature; on the other hand, the entrance can make people feel that their whole body is burning, as if they have experienced a desperate struggle.

Comparing the two together is really hard to decide.

"The soup is made with meaty fish bones and shrimp shells. At the same time, the dried seafood shells are broken into the pot, which makes the taste more intense."

Yukihiro Ichiro suddenly turned to look at Lin Feng and said, "It seems that I still underestimate you!"

Now the cooking skills that Lin Feng has shown can no longer be described as a rapid rise, it can be called a rapid rise!

"If you didn't advance, how would you dare to compete with Shura?" Lin Feng responded.

 …

"very good"

Yukihiraichi Ichiro once again showed an inexplicable smile on his face, and suddenly said, "I lost this game."

lost? !

Even the commander-in-chief did not comment, but Ichiro Yukihira chose to voluntarily admit defeat? !

If they hadn't witnessed this scene with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the wandering chef, known as a legend in the food industry, would voluntarily admit defeat when faced with a dish made by a first-year freshman.

Suddenly, a questioning voice broke the silence.

"At least it has to be evaluated by the judges"

While being stared at, the youth's tone became weaker and weaker, until finally there was no sound.

For him, Ichiro Kohei was his idol, and he couldn't possibly lose to a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old kid no matter what.

"Alas, it looks like I'm going to face the situation of being whipped again."

Saying that, Ichiro Yukihiro shrugged helplessly, waiting for the final review results.

"I choose Lin Feng's ramen."

"I choose Lin Feng's ramen."

The voices of Chef Murakami and Assistant Chef Mikawa sounded almost at the same time, causing a shocked expression on the face of the young man who originally wanted to fight the injustice.