His mind was completely immersed in the world of cooking, and there was nothing else in front of Zhao Fuyu's eyes.
The terrifying hands shape the hard dough and then turn it into the characteristic thick noodles. Even at the moment when it is cut and shaped with a knife, you can feel the toughness of the dough.
Similarly, diners can also imagine the almost ultimate elasticity of the noodles when they enter their mouth.
Boiling water pot, once the noodles go in, you need to wait.
Unlike ordinary noodles, even thick noodles only take two to three minutes to be cooked.
Zhao Fuyu's special noodles need to be boiled for at least twelve minutes, and the water needs to be poured at least three times during this period to ensure that the noodles are cooked thoroughly while still retaining their provocative elasticity.
But as the noodles continued to cook, the pungent smell that almost filled the entire shop began to get stronger.
Kenichi, who was almost choked with tears and runny nose, couldn't even resist the smell, and ran out in embarrassment, only to make Yujiro Hima sneer.
Then he greedily breathed in the fearful smell in the air.
The smell is so exciting that it can even make people suffocate.
His eyes showed a flash of red, which was a feeling of satisfaction and crazy excitement.
'Yes...yes, this is it, this is such a thrill! '
...
When the hot noodles were served, the pungent smell that filled the shop dissipated, and Kenichi, who was forced to leave, could finally come back and finish the rest of his dishes.
But even if he just tasted it like this, the originally mild and rich food seemed to have a layer of stimulating spiciness, causing an intense pain on the tip of his tongue.
"This...why is it spicy?"
"Obviously I didn't feel this way after eating just now..."
Kenichi put down his chopsticks, quickly picked up the ice water next to him, and drank it in a big gulp.
"It was smoked in..."
"Just the spiciness in the air can also affect the finished dish...that kind of spiciness."
After being recognized, Busujima Saeko murmured something that seemed to be an explanation, but also seemed to show a hint of shock.
Because she has never seen a dish with such a degree of spiciness, never before!
If the spiciness of the average mapo tofu is ten, then the spiciness that filled the air before is at least fifty. Then...how spicy is the bowl of soup in front of me that only looks orange-red?
'But it's really surprising that it's Tsukemen. '
The thick noodles are placed in a bowl of clear soup, and each slightly yellow noodle is like a yellow dragon in the bowl.
Busujima Saeko just took one look at it and was already fascinated by its powerful body.
Unlike the girl who was still observing, Yujiro Fanma had already been waiting for a long time. When the pasta was served, he couldn't wait.
You can hardly imagine that this most powerful creature on earth, who is like the reincarnation of an ancient ferocious beast, would actually pick up the chopsticks, carefully pick up the noodles in the soup bowl, and then put in the small toppings that followed the noodles. In the bowl.
It was as if some seal had been broken at the same time.
The spiciness that had faded away was once again swept up into the sky, as if it turned into a flaming storm in the shop.
The constantly rotating smell swallows up all the air, making people suffocating and making them feel like they are constantly on the verge of death!
"That's it...the thrill of fighting with food!"
When the noodle stained with orange-red sauce was put into his mouth, Yujiro Fanma's face became more and more ferocious, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.
A terrible will spread out from his body.
Kenichi, who had never felt such an aura before, felt as if he had suddenly arrived in hell, and had the illusion that he was about to die.
It was originally a normal day to enjoy a delicious meal, but somehow it started to become life-threatening.
An inexplicable sense of despair enveloped his soul, but there was a faint warmth that had always existed in his body, firmly helping him resist the encroaching momentum.
It also awakened his already strong will.
'Can't sink...can't...give up! '
When this will emerged, this boy who looked weak and innocent finally showed his side as a jade.
A weak but existing aura was formed, which competed with the explosive killing intent and created a small space.
It also made Zhao Fuyu, who was about to take a step forward, take back his steps.
'Have you... awakened in advance? '
'fair enough. '
After all, he was his old customer. Every day he saw Kenichi Shirahama injured, and he came to the store to eat. He only dared to go home after he recovered.
It was also an unpleasant experience for Zhao Fuyu.
It's a pity that this kid is also very stubborn, and Zhao Fuyu can't help him.
Now there is finally a glimmer of change, and Zhao Fuyu is naturally happy to see it happen.
On the other hand, Nomad Yujiro fell into a state of madness once he started to enjoy his exclusive cuisine.
The muscles that were already terrifying became even more tense, as if they had encountered some unparalleled enemy.
The powerful energy and blood penetrated his body, making him stronger again. The clothes on his body were torn apart, and his back that was admired by the world was revealed, the muscle tissue called "Ghost Face"!
He once fought against a resurrected mammoth, killed three Siberian tigers with his bare hands, and even fought against ocean monsters in the water.
The man is known as the strongest creature on earth. One of the sources of his terrifying power is the ghost's back that has a ghost-like appearance based on its back muscles alone, forming countless groups of powerful muscles.
"Exciting, more exciting!"
"I didn't expect...this taste...it really makes me more and more surprised!"
Almost in the blink of an eye, before Busujima Saeko could recover, Yujiro Noma had already wiped away the noodles in the soup bowl, and even the red sauce in the dipping bowl had completely disappeared.
The blood-red color wrapped around Yujiro Noma's muscles were like cast black iron, stronger than real steel.
As if after a strenuous exercise, what is visible to the naked eye is the constant trembling of each muscle and the burst of sweat.
"Fuyu boy, I'm still so satisfied with your dish."
"It's a pity...I'm going to Italy soon."
"With the training of this dish of yours, my winning rate will increase by 10%."
"Hahahahaha!"
"Watch me kick the ass of those bullshit gods!"
Zhao Fuyu didn't seem surprised when he heard Yujiro Noma's words. He just nodded slightly, showing his respect for the ambition of the strongest creature on earth.
"Then I wish you... good luck in martial arts!"
Just before Yujiro Fanma left, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and a Shura-like smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Boy Fuyu, you have to maintain this shop well."
"I heard that some guys are already planning to make a move here."
"If I come back and you are no longer here, I will be sad..."
Whether it was because of the spiciness or because of sleepiness, the strongest creature on earth, who had enjoyed a delicious meal, flicked a teardrop from the corner of his eye and disappeared directly into the shop.
It also takes away the aura that is as terrifying as a ferocious beast and stimulates people's instinctive vigilance.
Almost as soon as the door closed.
Throughout the store, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, echoing constantly...
