The original god of the Jyota Jinchūriki

Chapter 400 Cooking Competition Preliminary
"Zhiyi, are you going to eat the plate of fried meat next to you? If not, I, Paimon, will eat it for you. After all, wasting food is a very shameful behavior."

"I don't really want to eat this dish, but little Paimon, can your stomach really handle it?"

At the preliminary judging panel of the cooking competition, Zhiyi heard Paimon asking him for the dish next to him that he had already rated. Although he felt that the dish tasted good, looking at Paimon's bulging belly, Zhiyi still asked Paimon hesitantly.

After all, even if you miss the food, you can still have a chance to eat it later, but your stomach is your own. If it gets full, your life may be in danger.

"Yes, yes, Judge Ying, is it really okay for your little pet to eat so much food? I am worried..."

A judge who Ying didn't know also echoed Zhiyi's words. Although Ying didn't know this judge, he knew Ying, a popular figure in front of Ningguang.

After seeing Paimon eat more than a dozen plates of food, the judge became a little worried about Paimon's health. If something unexpected happened to Paimon here, even if it had nothing to do with him, he was afraid that it would affect his future.

"Ying, I think I can still eat more. Let me eat a few more plates."

When Paimon saw that the two judges beside Ying didn't want to give her food, she immediately looked at Ying with pitiful eyes. Because the scale of this cooking competition was very large, there were a lot of participants. Some dishes that Paimon had never eaten appeared in the judges' seats through the hands of the chefs who came to participate in the cooking competition, which made Paimon unable to stop eating.

"No, Paimon, you can't eat anymore. If you eat more, you might not even be able to fly."

Ying looked at Paimon's bulging belly and rejected Paimon's request without thinking. To be honest, although Paimon had to drink porridge and noodles all day yesterday because of toothache, she had never been harsh on Paimon in terms of food before. Now Paimon acted like he was not full, which was too embarrassing for her.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Paimeng's face when she was rejected by Ying. She touched her round belly. She finally found a place where she could eat for free. Although she was a little bloated now, she could still eat a few more dishes if she suppressed the pressure.

The damn Ying didn't even let her eat to her heart's content, which really pissed Paimeng off. He didn't know what delicious food Zhongli and Mona on the other side were eating. Paimeng, slumped in the chair, puffed his face angrily, and at the same time, he was guessing in his heart what Zhongli and Mona on the opposite judges' seat were eating.

In order to make the competition more fair and just, the judges of the preliminary round were divided into two sides. Unfortunately, Ying was assigned to the left, while Mona and Zhongli who came with Ying were assigned to the right. As a result, Paimon could only guess in his mind what Zhongli and Mona were eating, but Paimon could not see their specific movements clearly.

Just as Paimon was thinking about whether to fly over to take a look, Zhongli, who was sitting in another judges' seat, suddenly felt his eyes go dark on a physical level. Old man Zhongli, who could keep a straight face even when tasting the slime dishes made by Xiangling, looked at the food in front of him and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Judges, please taste my creative cuisine."

Seeing that Zhongli was slow to move, the contestant who sent the dish to the judges' table urged Zhongli, which made Zhongli confirm that the black thing in Yanmian was indeed a dish.

After Zhongli confirmed that the black dish was a dish and not the charcoal burned by the contestant in front of him, he looked at the contestant who brought the dish to him with a suspicious look. If he hadn't sensed that the dish in front of him was not poisonous, Zhongli would have really thought that the guy in front of him wanted to poison him. "Contestant, please introduce your dish."

Unable to figure out what the black dish in front of him was, Zhongli calmly asked the contestant in front of him, although his heart was not as calm as his tone at the moment.

"Judge Zhongli, my dish is called Stir-fried Coconut Shell Carbon. Don't be fooled by the black color of my dish, but it is a creative dish."

"Since the ingredients are purchased by the General Affairs Department, we are not allowed to bring our own. The black stuff in the dish is coconut charcoal that I bought from an Inazuma merchant after asking the General Affairs Department for permission. It is said that it is good for the body after eating. In order to preserve the original flavor and efficacy of the coconut charcoal, I only added some coconut milk when frying it to stimulate the aroma of the coconut charcoal. Please eat it while it is hot."

Coconut shell charcoal? Isn't that a kind of charcoal? Is this thing really edible? Looking at the large plate of black stuff in front of him, Zhongli finally understood why Ruo Jin didn't want to be a judge.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the contestant in front of him, Zhongli, who did not want to disappoint his people, took a deep breath and slowly picked up a small piece of coconut shell charcoal and put it into his mouth. Then, with a click, black smoke came out of Zhongli's mouth directly with his breath.

Seeing black smoke coming out of Zhongli's mouth, Bai Zhu, who was invited to ensure that the judges could receive treatment as soon as possible after being poisoned, immediately stepped forward to check the situation. In all his years of practicing medicine, Bai Zhu had never seen such a strange disease.

Afterwards, after Bai Zhu's examination, Zhongli rinsed his mouth with five large cups of water and barely cleaned off the black stuff on his teeth. Seeing that Zhongli had returned to normal, Bai Zhu said with some distress.

"Mr. Zhongli, please don't put everything in your mouth. If you see any strange food, you might as well check it before eating. Once such food enters the lungs, it will be very difficult to deal with."

"Ahem, I understand, Doctor Baishu. Sorry to bother you."

Zhongli, who had lived for thousands of years and had never eaten carbon, experienced it today. Apart from feeling that the carbon was really disgusting, he didn't feel anything particularly uncomfortable. Looking at Bai Zhu's serious face, Zhongli nodded to indicate that he understood.

After Bai Zhu left, Mona, who was sitting next to Zhongli, also gave Zhongli a thumbs up. Zhongli was worthy of being Zhongli. He could remain expressionless even after tasting such strange food. If she were asked to taste it, she would probably feel nauseous for half a day.

Just as Mona was sitting in the chair, enjoying the food and being thankful that no contestant came to her with strange dishes to taste and score, a contestant suddenly came to her with a plate, and without waiting for Mona to speak, the contestant said.

"Please ask the judges to taste my creative dish, spicy tofu stewed with sunset fruit"

(End of this chapter)