Wrong, my props refresh every day

"This token of my appreciation..." the uncle's forehead protector gleamed in the steam, "is called [Infinite Labyrinth - Raku Ramen]!"

At the same time, a fat chef suddenly took out a sealed ceramic jar from under the cooking table. The moment it was opened, a strange purple mist spread out, and the substance in the jar could be vaguely seen pulsating rhythmically.

"Nine-turn Large Intestine Ultimate Edition!"

The chubby chef raised the tweezers high, picked up a trembling piece of large intestine with a strange oily sheen, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

“This time, the original flavor is kept intact!!”

"Is this...is this really edible?" the host asked tremblingly.

The chubby chef was full of confidence: "Of course! This has been specially processed!"

Throughout the square, chefs from all over the world showed off their skills——

The flame chef from the Eastern Continent holds a burning long spoon in his hand and stirs the rice in the iron pan. Every grain of rice is coated with a golden egg coating and is filled with fragrance.

The spice master of the desert tribe mixes sauces that fill the air with rich colors, and just the smell whets your appetite.

The Frost Chef in the Far North uses magic to freeze seafood, then slices it at lightning speed. When it is served on the plate, you can still see the fish flesh slightly jumping.

Their dishes are either gorgeous, stunning or exotic, and each one is a feast for the eyes.

In front of the cooking table in the corner, Xier's movements seemed particularly simple.

The gray-haired girl diligently chopped the vegetables. While her knife skills weren't superb, each cut was steady and precise. Hoshimi stood by, quietly passing along the seasonings and occasionally adjusting the heat. The two of them worked together in perfect harmony and naturally.

"Xi'er...come on..."

Chloe's cat tail curled up nervously.

"Don't let anything go wrong..."

As a good friend, Liu Sang still came to the competition.

Anya muttered quietly, "It may look ordinary... but at least the gods won't give it back, right?"

Lunova clasped her hands together:

"Lord Demeter, please hold on..."

In the audience, some people noticed this pair and whispered:

"Who is that girl? Her cooking skills look so ordinary."

"Looks like a waiter for the hostess of abundance?"

"The black-haired guy next to him is quite handsome..."

Xier seemed to be completely oblivious to the commotion around her. Her eyes were focused on the food in the pot, with a faint smile on her lips.

Xingjian glanced at her with a soft look in his eyes.

"Mr. Xingjian..." Xier suddenly spoke softly.

"Ok?"

“Although I’m not as good as those great chefs…” She raised her head, her gray eyes reflecting the light of fire, “but I want to make dishes that everyone will think are amazing.”

Xing Jian was slightly startled, then smiled: "Well, it will definitely work."

Then, Xingjian took out a bottle of white MSG, and when Xier turned around, he shook his wrist, and the crystal powder fell on the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that had just come out of the pan like starlight.

"Mr. Xingjian, what are you doing?" Xier turned back in confusion.

"Nothing, just... seasoning." Xingjian smiled and quickly hid the bottle back into his sleeve.

Props: Magic Flavor.

Effect: It looks like ordinary MSG, but its function is more powerful. Any unpalatable food will become delicious after being sprinkled with it, and even things that are originally non-food will have the same effect.

Source: In the short story "Gat Tiger Hot Pot", Doraemon first sprinkled it on the dish made by Nobita's mother, making Nobita very happy to eat it. Later, when faced with the scary Fat Tiger Hot Pot, he also ate it very happily. Finally, it was accidentally sprinkled on Fat Tiger, causing him to be chased by Nobita, Shizuka, and Suneo who wanted to eat him. It can be seen that its effect is powerful.

………………

As time passed bit by bit, two hours passed and it was finally the judges' turn to taste the food.

The first to appear is the Little Chef from the Eastern Continent.

"Shh-!"

As the lid of the pot was opened, a golden light shot straight into the sky!

The audience covered their eyes and saw a giant dragon made of nine kinds of monster flesh circling up, and the dragon's roar shook the sky!

"A secret from the True Shark Continent. Rising Dragon Dumplings!" Little Chef put his fingers together and stroked them across his brow. "The filling is made with rare rayfish dragon fin meat, and the crust is made with rare golden wheat flour!"

"Crack!"

A crisp popping sound came from between Demeter's teeth.

At this moment, the goddess' pupils suddenly contracted, and the golden ears of wheat on the headdress grew wildly, weaving into a miniature wheat field in the blink of an eye. Some ears of wheat even produced plump grains.

"This...this taste..." Her voice echoed with the earth shaking, "It's like thousands of acres of wheat waves rolling on the tip of my tongue..."

“This is glowing food!”

Loki couldn't help but sigh.

Then there was Uncle Ichiraku's ramen.

Akete rolled up the noodles with a fork, and the hot soup was boiling. The moment she slurped it into her mouth, a special blue magic flowed.

"Interesting! The noodles are very chewy."

After that...it was the original flavor of the fat chef. Nine-turn large intestine.

When the "Nine-Turn Large Intestine" with a strange oily sheen was brought to the judges' table, the entire venue suddenly became quiet.

Loki crossed his legs and looked at Akete's shaking hands with a playful expression, thinking, "Hahaha, finally it's someone else's turn to suffer!"

however--

"We've adjusted the judging rules!" the host suddenly announced. "To ensure fairness, every judge must taste the same dish!"

Loki's smile froze.

Facing the Nine-Turn Large Intestine that was served, Loki looked at the fat chef with a painful expression.

Loki: Did you taste it yourself?

Fat Chef: Tasted a piece.

Rocky: How does it feel?

Fat Chef: I removed most of the fishy smell from the intestines, but I kept a part of it. I think only by keeping the taste of a part of the intestines can you tell that you are eating large intestines!

Loki: Did you keep it there on purpose?

Chubby Chef: I left some of it during the cleaning process.

Loki: Was it intentional or accidental?

Fat Chef: It was intentional!

Loki: o（╥﹏╥）o.

Even the God of Clowns gets fooled sometimes.

Finally, when Xier's dish was served to the judges, the whole audience was silent.

"...scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" Demeter frowned slightly.

"Looks so ordinary." Loki tilted his head, unable to see anything worthy of praise.

"At least no one will die." Akete breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please have some." Xier folded her hands in front of her apron, and the seemingly ordinary scrambled eggs with tomatoes trembled slightly in the pure white porcelain plate.

The three gods casually forked up a corner and put it into their mouths—

"boom--!!!"

Loki's red ponytail suddenly exploded.

The golden pupils of the [Agricultural Goddess] Demeter the Great's eyes contracted violently, and her carefully ironed linen shirt suddenly tightened. The first button flew off with a snap, hitting Loki's forehead accurately. As the second button was about to burst, Demeter held the collar tightly, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she said:

"This, this sweet and sour impact... my clothes are gonna... explode!"

All the male audience members were instantly energized!!

The robe of the goddess Akete fluttered in the wind, and a faint halo of an angel appeared behind her. She put down her fork tremblingly, tears streaming down her face.

"This is... the taste of heaven..."

The audience exploded.

"What's going on?! Can scrambled eggs with tomatoes have this effect?!"

"Damn it! I really want to have a bite!"

All the judges gave amazing full scores, and finally the host announced with a trembling voice: "The champion of this food festival is Xi'er Froy!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

"My glowing dish...lost to scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" Little Chef couldn't believe it.

Uncle Ichiraku could only end up with regret.

The chubby chef who cooked the Nine-Turn Large Intestine pondered, "Could it be that... my large intestine isn't original enough?"

In the distance, all the hostesses of Fertility hugged each other and cheered.

"Great! Lady Demeter wasn't returned!"

"Xier succeeded!!"

"I didn't expect to win the championship. It must be Mr. Hoshimi's credit!!"

After the dazzling award ceremony, the setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long.

On the way back to the [Hostes of Abundance] tavern, Xier held the golden trophy in her hands, but from time to time she looked down at it in a daze, as if this shining honor contained some confusing secret.

"Mr. Hoshimi..."

The gray-haired girl suddenly stopped and said softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the evening breeze, "Actually, it was you who helped me, wasn't it?"

Xing Jian was slightly stunned, then smiled gently: "Why do you say that?"

"The judges' reactions after eating the food... were too exaggerated. And..."

Xier's fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the trophy, then she raised her face, her gray eyes reflecting the sunset.

"I know best what my cooking level is."

A gust of wind, carrying the scent of cooking smoke, blew past, picking up the gray hair that never fell into place at Xier's temples. Xingjian reached out to push it away for her, but stopped mid-step and pointed at her hair instead:

"With petals."

Actually, there is nothing.

"I just want to see Xier happy."

Hoshimi finally confessed, the touch of imaginary petals still lingering on her fingertips, and then she said gently, "Just like now, with an expression with sparkling eyes."

Xier's face turned red.

The trophy suddenly became hot to the touch, and he hurriedly stuffed it into Xingjian's arms: "Then, then this should belong to Mr. Xingjian!"

The metal trophy conveys the warmth of the sunset.

Xing Jian looked at the trophy in his arms, which reflected the distorted faces of the two people, and suddenly said:

"next time."

"Eh?"

"Next time at the food festival..."

Xing Jian raised her head, her eyes filled with the golden sunset light, and said, "I will be your assistant seriously, without any magic props."

Xier's eyes suddenly widened, and her hands that were tightly gripping the edge of her apron slowly loosened. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Xingjian's ear:

"It's a deal then? In exchange..."

The warm breath brushed against Xingjian's ear.

"I will definitely make Mr. Hoshimi's favorite dish."