Food Wars: Live Broadcast in the Prison of Food

Chapter 99 The Secret of Curry

Gin didn't know Yang Che's true identity, but Nakiri Senzaemon knew it very well. Just the amount of food he ate during his first live broadcast was not at all what a normal person could eat.

This amount is just enough to sprinkle some water.

Hearing this, Dojima Gin didn't say anything. He had just given the reminder out of kindness.

Since the commander-in-chief said so, he probably doesn't need to worry.

"So this dish is qualified?"

Nakiri Managi looked at Yang Che and asked.

Although it was a question, judging from Yang Che's actions, it was most likely confirmed.

In this way, Soma Yukihira can probably get the three tons of food.

Is it Yukihira Soma?
She was thinking about whether she should find a way to find an excuse to go there and try the food.

She will never get tired of eating any amount of ingredients from another world.

Or maybe we should remind Soma Yukihira to get along better with Yang Che.

For the time being, it seems that Mr. Yang's purpose of coming here is to eat and to find a cook.
I just don't know why I chose Totsuki.
Of course, this is fortunate for the Nakiri family, but this kind of luck also requires one's own ability to hold on to it.

After all, excellent chefs are not only found in Totsuki.

She secretly wondered if there were any other outstanding chefs under WGO.

The chef competition he arranged this time was also an opportunity to make friends. She secretly made up her mind to push this matter forward with all her strength.

"Well, it's passed. It's a very good dish. You'll know when you try it yourself."

Yang Che wiped the oil stains from his mouth with a tissue and smiled.

“This dish.”

Hearing this, Nakiri Masaki returned her gaze to the food. The hot aroma continued to spread upwards and into her nostrils, just like the snake in the Garden of Eden that used sweet words to tempt Eve and Adam to eat the forbidden fruit.

Let her eyes be firmly glued to the food.

Yes, what better way to confirm than to try it yourself.

When the curry came out and mixed with the mapo tofu noodles, the moment she smelled the aroma, her divine tongue actually kept sending out signals that she wanted to eat.

However, it was interrupted by the life self-preservation instinct aroused by the Tyrannosaurus-like sense of oppression that Mr. Yang had just revealed.

Now, attention returns to the food itself, and the strong appetite takes the lead again.

She picked up the noodles, which were covered with a sticky mixture of curry and mapo tofu sauce.

Put it in your mouth.

"Hmm~"

The expression on Nakiri Managi's face became wonderful, and her cheeks flushed.

On the one hand, the spicy stimulation makes the blood flow faster, and on the other hand, the ultimate experience brought to her by the divine tongue makes the pleasure stimulate her brain like a tide.

Eating is the most primitive instinct of human beings, and the pursuit of deliciousness is the nature of human beings engraved in their genes.

The Tongue of God is like the extreme concrete embodiment of this nature. However, the more it evolves, the more it becomes like a curse, turning into chains that bind her tightly.

But precisely because of this, once there is a dish that can satisfy the needs of the God's Tongue, the pleasure it brings is incomparable to that of ordinary people.

However, for her, this kind of food did not exist before the appearance of ingredients from another world.

She picked up the noodles and swallowed them in big gulps.

This wolfing down of food was in stark contrast to her elegant eating manner. Even Dojima Gin had never seen this before.

"Bam—"

As expected, two invisible waves erupted from the father and daughter almost at the same time.

Lapel pass!

The secret of the inheritance and bloodline of the Nakiri family is that only by eating unimaginably delicious food can one temporarily make the collars of people who are not from the Nakiri family fall off.

Yang Che, who was sandwiched between the two of them, had his shirt blown off first as expected.

“Ahh, this phenomenon has appeared again.”

Yang Che supported his chin with his hands, looking helpless.

If I take the Nakiri family to dine in Food Center City, I'm afraid the news headlines the next day will be about the mysterious phenomenon of clothes inexplicably peeling off in Food Center City.

Except for the two female holders of the Divine Tongue, the clothes of everyone present were stripped off by the wave.

But this did not distract Si Yingshi and his companions from concentrating on cooking.

Unlike the few people who were taught the robe, Nakiri Senzaemon's simple kimono was completely shattered into pieces, leaving only the loincloth.

The butler, who was also affected, was well prepared and put a brand new white bathrobe on him.

This little thing did not disturb the two judges who were working hard to eat.

Nakiri Senzaemon put down his bowl and chopsticks, closed his eyes and recalled the magical experience he had just had.

The sky was like magma, red and hot, and the black giant crocodile invited him to swim on it and swim together in the turbulent sea made of noodles.

The scorching air around him, like the heat in a sauna, made Nakiri Senzaemon's pores open up and sweat seeped out slightly, but he did not feel the slightest bit of stuffiness. Instead, he felt like metal being hammered by flames, removing impurities and toxins from his body along with the sweat, and he felt light and refreshed.

He took a deep breath, and the air was filled with the aroma of wheat noodles and curry, which lifted his spirits.

He couldn't help but scoop out a piece of pure white tofu floating in the sea. It looked soft and tempting. He put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully. The freshness of the tofu spread in his mouth, with sweetness, giving him a refreshing feeling like eating shaved ice in the hot summer.

"Ho-"

Nakiri Senzaemon let out a long breath and opened his majestic eyes.

He was sweating profusely at the moment, but he felt comfortable all over.

“Very clever idea!”

“This curry enhances the taste of the noodles and tofu! It makes up for the last flaw of this dish!”

Nakiri Managi came back to her senses, her cheeks still flushed.

But God's Tongue has already begun to analyze this dish instinctively.
She held the chopsticks, subconsciously licked the soup stains left at the corners of her mouth, looked at the empty bowl and murmured:
"Cardigan, oregano, mustard seeds, garlic and ginger are added to the crocodile bone stew to make a curry stock, and then the curry stock and gelatin are made into a solid, and then the devil horn crocodile meat is wrapped and fried."

“The soup made from crocodile bones and the way they were processed allowed the flavor of the devil horned crocodile to slowly permeate into the curry. The combination of the curry soup and the mapo tofu soup further enhanced the flavor of the noodles.”

"Oh? You know it very well."

Soma Yukihira's kitchen counter was right in front of them on the right, and he said in surprise.

Obviously, the taste of numbing and spicy, and the taste of devil horned crocodile are particularly strong, but she can actually distinguish the ingredients of curry under such circumstances, which is quite amazing.
"When Mr. Gu Yue gave me the test on how to make the best use of this ingredient, to be honest, I was troubled for a long time."

"But eating my dad's cooking gave me some inspiration."

“My answer is to use curry to fully exploit its flavor and enhance the taste of other ingredients.”

He said as he kept the rhythm and kept moving his hands.

(End of this chapter)