Mr. Mano and others ate Momoka Fujii's desserts without commenting.
But facing Momoka Fujii's expectant eyes, the last few judges still held back a few words.
"It's delicious, but..."
"It has a very special taste."
"I don't know why, but after eating this dessert..."
"It felt like something was pressing down on my face."
"It's a steamroller. This is not a weight I can bear." Mr. Mano concluded.
Fujii Momoka:? ? ?
As expected, Fujii Momoka has no hope.
Fujii Momoka came back disappointed.
Then there’s Bailiyuan’s cuisine.
Many people had already prepared their own dishes and brought them over, lining up behind them.
Mr. Mano and the others took a sip of water and rinsed their mouths before opening the plates Bailiyuan brought.
In fact, Bailiyuan did not want to participate, but Mr. Miyamoto had great expectations for Bailiyuan.
And Bailiyuan also had some insights after communicating with Obik.
"Senior Baili, it's definitely possible." Fujii Momoka said.
"I also believe in Brother Baili." Mr. Miyamoto said. Although there was no basis for it, he couldn't say anything else at this time.
The lid is open.
There was no golden light soaring into the sky, just a bowl of soba noodles, but the noodles were black.
"This is my cuisine, soba noodles and the disappeared village!" Bailiyuan said.
"The disappeared village? Strange name." Mr. Mano became interested.
Each of the five judges picked some, put it on a plate, and tasted it.
Chiliu~
Chew, chew, chew...
The five judges closed their eyes.
No comments were posted.
At this moment, Mr. Mano suddenly picked up the chopsticks again, brought the soba noodles in front of him, and started eating in big bites.
This left the other four judges in a daze, and even the others who were preparing to present the dishes didn't understand why.
However, they all knew that if Mr. Mano continued to eat like this, something would happen!
A full stomach will reduce the taste of food, especially the excitement of food. When the appetite is satisfied, it will be difficult for subsequent food to bring an amazing feeling, and the evaluation will naturally decline. Human beings are quite bad in this regard. reality.
Therefore, many people want to be the first to present their own food, and generally speaking, judges will not eat other people's food in such big mouths, but will taste it little by little, try to ensure that they are not full, and will also pay attention to gargling at the same time. In order to taste the most authentic taste.
But now Mr. Mano didn't care so much. After he finished the whole bowl of soba noodles, he started to drink the soup in large gulps. Finally, he drank all the soup in the bowl before he stopped, and then breathed out hot breath.
"Mr. Mano, this..." One of the judges was a little surprised.
But Mr. Mano shook his head, and then closed his eyes again, as if he was savoring something.
Bailiyuan seemed to be watching all this as expected.
After a while, Mr. Mano slowly spoke.
"I really want to have another bowl." Mr. Mano said.
Following Mr. Mano's words, the people waiting behind to prepare the food felt their hearts breaking.
"It's a pity that I only made one bowl." Bailiyuan said.
"Can you make another bowl?" Mr. Mano asked.
"No, because it has disappeared." Bailiyuan said.
"Disappeared?" Mr. Mano muttered about the relics, and then looked at the empty bowl in his hand.
"Are the soba noodles stained with squid juice? But there is also a familiar and special taste, as if I had experienced it when I was young. This taste is very sweet and nostalgic, but it makes people feel lost... Is it soup? There is something added to the soup What?" Mr. Mano asked.
"It smells like lotus root. I added some lotus root powder when I made the soup." Bailiyuan explained.
"Lotus root? Why is it lotus root?" Mr. Mano didn't know why lotus root gave him such a special feeling, and he always felt that the smell was not just the smell of lotus root.
Others did not have such a special feeling as Mr. Mano. They just thought it was delicious, but at the same time there was a sense of violation. They closed their eyes before tasting it just to think about what this sense of violation was.
Bailiyuan hugged his chest and looked out the window.
"There must have been a lotus root pond in that direction..."
It seemed that Bailiyuan said an explanation that was not an explanation, and others had no feelings at all. However, Mr. Mano also looked out the window at the same time and felt a lot.
"Yes, there used to be a lotus root pond there. When I was young, I often went there to play with my friends. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Mr. Mano sighed, then smiled and shook his head.
"I really didn't expect to taste such a taste. The inexplicable taste is cooked with superb techniques to create a special taste. Is this specially made for me? The taste of my hometown."
Bailiyuan shook his head.
"This is for the village."
"So it's called the disappeared village? So that's what it is." Mr. Mano seemed to understand something.
"However, I can't give you a letter of recommendation." Mr. Mano said, "Although this bowl of noodles satisfies me, it is not qualified as a dish, and... this should not be a dish."
Not cooking?
Everyone was stunned.
But Bailiyuan was still smiling.
"Who knows."
"Why make such food?"
"I met an old man in the city who had been left behind by the times. I ate a bowl of soba noodles from him and listened to him talk about his memories all night."
"So that's it..." Mr. Mano smiled, and then nodded slightly to Baili Yuan.
"thanks for treatment."
“Poor hospitality.”
Bailiyuan turned and left.
Mr. Mano looked at Bailiyuan's back and then at the empty bowl in his hand, thoughtfully.
"It turns out that cooking can still be done like this. This young man's cooking skills may have..."
Baili Yuan returned to Mr. Miyamoto and Fujii Momoka.
"Brother Baili, it's such a pity." Mr. Miyamoto sighed. Although some of Bailiyuan and Mr. Mano's words made people confused, they still knew that Bailiyuan did not pass.
So many people breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect that it would be useless to please Mr. Mano." Fujii Momo said.
Bailiyuan noticed that some people's faces changed.
Obviously they all came with the purpose of pleasing Mr. Mano.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a game." Bailiyuan smiled and shook his head.
Bailiyuan looked out the window again.
That dish is indeed not a serious dish, at least not in this world.
Because the key to that dish is not lotus root starch, but... soil!
That’s right, Baili Yuan sprinkled a handful of soil into the soba noodles.
Of course it is soil that has been cooked in a special way.
And that handful of soil was dug out from the ground by Bailiyuan at the original pond location in Yanye Town.
What smell is more impressive than the smell of the soil of your hometown?
