Fantasy System

Chapter 337: Happy times never end

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"It is actually neutralized with mild milk, and mixed with secret Longjing tea rice to create a fragrant curry rice that can awaken people's inner emotions!"

Eating the food one bite at a time, the mellow taste hit their hearts like waves again and again. Shinomiya Kojiro and Dojima Gin couldn't help but think of the warmth of their family, but the years passed by and their parents had already passed away.

But one of Mu Fan's dishes reminded them of their deceased parents: "For such a dish that contains deep emotion and care, it is not an exaggeration to say that the judges gave it full marks..."

"20, 20, 20 points!"

Thinking of this, Natsume Sentata, Gin Dojima, and Kojiro Shinomiya all pressed the scores in their minds.

Seeing the jumping scores on the judging table, Rei Kawashima couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, there are three judges who all gave a perfect score of 20 points. Then the next two judges will give What kind of score?”

Seeing that the total score on the big screen changed to 60 points, the audience on the stage all looked at the two judges from the American Cuisine Academy.

Looking at Greval and James who were still motionless, Dojima Gin finished the remaining egg roll curry rice and said sarcastically: "Glivar, you were so arrogant just now, why don't you give me points? Is it possible? Aren’t you afraid that Mu Fan defeated Geno, the number one student in your American Cuisine Academy? Or are you unwilling that everything you carefully planned was defeated by an ordinary chef and ended up like this?”

"If you are not going to admit it, then we will ask the Food Review Bureau to change people again and give this dish an appropriate score."

A cold light flashed in Shinomiya Kojiro's eyes, and he urged lightly.

Looking at the curry rice in front of her, Greval's lips trembled slightly. The resistance came from the emotion in the cooking:

"I don't want to admit... I really don't want to admit that a chef from an ordinary small restaurant can actually make such a dish that contains endless deep human emotions. This is the only one who is called "Shura" "The dishes that only a man can make, and now he, an ordinary cook, has achieved..."

"But no matter what, as a chef, I can't give such a dish a low score."

Oran James clenched his fists unwillingly and looked at Mu Fan standing on the stage with horror in his eyes.

Now even if they give low scores, they can't change it, because once Kojiro Shinomiya and the other three feel that their review is selfish, they will change the reviewer. And because of the selfish review, after being exposed, they will never be able to act as a chef again in their lives. Identity sets foot in the culinary world.

Gritting their teeth, the two chefs from the American Cuisine School finally pressed the two scores with a hint of selfishness: "19, 19 points!"

"Mu Fan, the total score is 98 points!"

The moment the total score was announced, a burst of Hatsune's notification sounded in Mu Fan's mind:

“Ding—the S+ level recipe has been created, [sublimation of golden fried rice, curry made with seven kinds of spices and pork, plus Longjing tea and mild milk to neutralize it, creating a dish that can shine and awaken people’s inner emotions]... . .. Please name it, brother.”

“Let’s call it Golden Egg Curry Rice!”

Mu Fan randomly picked up a name and was secretly surprised.

Unexpectedly, he was immersed in the memory of his mother making food for him just now, and he was able to create a recipe that could only be redeemed by five fantasy points in the system. After he finished naming it, another curry rice recipe came to mind.

"Brother, you just accidentally got into the emotion of cooking. This kind of cooking is not always successful. Come on, improve yourself to level ten and become an S-level chef, and you will have a 100% success rate. "Yes." Hatsune smiled and said, "Brother, I will continue to work hard."

"I see."

Mu Fan nodded, but he spent too much energy on this food festival. From the last dish he made, he could see that making food was not an easy task.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

At this time, a heartbreaking roar brought Mu Fan back to reality. When Mu Fan turned around, he saw Geno coming in front of him with disheveled hair, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, glaring at him fiercely: : "Why, the high-end beef burger that I made with the New Orleans flavor would be defeated by a low-level cook like you? I am not willing to accept it!"

"Cook? When you say something like this again, don't you think you are also a cook? Really, it seems you have no reflection at all."

Mu Fan just glanced at Jeno who was almost crazy, then brought up the remaining egg-wrapped curry rice on the table and handed it to Jeno with a spoon.

"This is prepared for you, so it's up to you to taste it yourself. Is my cuisine delicious or so-called dark cuisine?"

"you... .."

Geno bit his lip tightly and glared at Mu Fan angrily. He cut open the egg-wrapped curry rice with trembling hands, then scooped a spoonful of eggs and curry into his mouth.

After taking two bites in a row, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and a pair of crystal tears welled up:

"The mellow seasoning soup and fried eggs blend together, almost melting the body, even the aftertaste cannot be dissipated in the mouth... This is the smell of family, compared to the exciting and explosive dishes , it’s more like my mother’s arms when I was a child. It smells like this...it seems like I’ve lost.”

Having said this, Geno lost his former vitality, shook his body, and fell to his knees almost decadently and despairingly, with no sparkle in his eyes.

He couldn't imagine that even though the college made so many calculations on the day of the food festival, it was ultimately defeated by Mu Fan's simple dish.

Looking down at Jeno standing in front of him, Mu Fan said with a cold face: "This is the reason why you have been unable to break through, because you only know how to play some tricks and make some gorgeous-looking dishes step by step. But Unexpectedly, although it looks ordinary, it is a blend of various emotions. This kind of careful cooking is the most delicious food in the world..."

"Hmph, Totsuki Academy, we will defeat you next time!"

Seeing this scene, the two chefs from the American Cuisine Academy glanced at Shinomiya Kojiro and Dojima Gin with gloomy expressions, quickly stepped down from the stage, helped up Jeno, who was almost paralyzed by the shock, and turned around without hesitation.

"Now that you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

At this moment, a figure stood in front of them. He raised his head and saw that Mu Fan, who was standing on the stage enjoying the honor just now, had arrived in front of them at some point.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the audience. The whole audience fell silent and looked at the three parties confronting each other.

"What are you going to do? We have things to do when we return home, and we don't have time to waste time here."

Greva looked at Mu Fan and said something coldly. Seeing that Mu Fan was unmoved, she could only squeeze out a smile on her face, stepped forward and whispered in Mu Fan's ear: "Let us go, we I can give you money, five hundred million, no, one billion, as long as you let us leave.”

"It's too late now."

Mu Fan shook his head, turned his head and glanced at Yinglili, who had already walked around the stage from the audience. Yinglili was holding a mobile phone in her hand. When she saw the mobile phone, Grehua's face suddenly turned pale.

Is this Jason's phone

Next, Eiri took the mobile phone and put it on the microphone given to her by Rei Kawashima.

Turned on the recording button: "My name is Jason. I am the fifth seat of the American Cuisine Academy. Jeno is my younger brother. They are planning to win the first place in the food festival here and bring Totsuki Academy into disrepute. This American cuisine The academy can surpass Totsuki as the most famous culinary destination in the world..."

Hearing this, the whole place was silent, and the young man whose face was originally covered with scars finally showed a relieved smile after playing this voice.

"You disgrace to the culinary world, now that you're here, don't go back..."