I'm in Food Wars: My Wingman is Rindō Kobayashi

"Wow!"

"It's so delicious!"

"As expected of a famous culinary family known as the Kingdom of the East and the Issei of the West."

"Is this country of the Eastern Empire very powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing. It's a famous restaurant in the Japanese cuisine world. The "Edo Soba" genre has been passed down to this day and continues to grow.

"That seems to make mustard wheat noodles, but he is very good at it."

"So, that boy is about to lose."

"It looks like he's about to lose. Look at him, he's still slow. Like mustard noodles, use the boiled broth for the final process, and the entrance will be more impactful."

"Listening to you, I really want to try it now."

"I think so too. But we'll have to taste it."

Everyone's eyes are fixed on Ji Zhiguo's Ningning side.

As the fire on the stove goes out.

The soup is cooked.

Ji Zhiguo Ningning grabbed a handful of noodles and put it on the colander, and put it on top of another pot of boiling hot soup that was prepared.

After a few minutes, remove the noodles and place them in a bowl.

Then a spoonful of the rich broth was poured down.

Drizzle with the stock.

The noodles that were lying quietly in the bowl suddenly turned into elves and danced as if they had life.

"Wow!"

"It's just amazing!"

"It's the first time I've seen noodles dance!"

This scene surprised the onlookers.

Ji Zhiguo Ningning pushed his glasses.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Turning her head, she saw Jiang Yiming put some vegetables and balls made of minced meat and chopped big white flowers into the pot.

Ji Zhiguo's eyes pointed at Jiang Yiming.

seems to be saying.

"Victory is mine."

Jiang Yiming didn't respond.

At this moment, the whole air was filled with the fragrance of the broth made by Ji Zhiguo Ningning.

I'm afraid this scent will take a while to diffuse.

Ji Zhiguo's side had already finished, and then brought three bowls of noodles to the judges' table.

"Dojima-senpai, Chapel-sensei, Donato Gotoida-senpai, take your time."

Smell the mustard noodles in front of you.

The strong fragrance wafts to the nostrils.

"Senior Dojima, Mr. Chapel, I haven't eaten anything in the morning, so I'm welcome."

Donato Gotoida picked up his chopsticks and put the noodles in his mouth.

"crop--"

Although the face was still a little hot, Donato Gotoida couldn't wait to suck it into his mouth.

Almost everyone was staring at him.

Donato Gotoida is not used to being watched by so many people eating.

But now, he doesn't seem to care about being watched by so many people eating.

Because the taste of the bowl of mustard wheat noodles in front of him has made him sink.

"It's really delicious!"

Donato Gotoida couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

"I've eaten a lot of pasta over the years, I ask myself. Like mustard noodles, I eat one every few days."

"However, with the mustard noodles eaten elsewhere, I always felt that something was missing."

"Now this bowl of mustard noodles has just the right hardness."

"It is poured with broth when it is hot, and combined with the freshly boiled noodles, it makes the noodles extremely plump."

"Every time I eat one, I can't help but want to eat the rest."

After listening to Donato Gotoida's words, the onlookers all swallowed their saliva.

if you can.

They all wanted to rush over and grab the bowl of noodles in front of Donato Gotoida.

Schappel was also whetted by Donato Gotoida.

"Dojima, I'm going to eat too."

As a mentor, Schaper is obvious to all with how serious he takes food.

If everyone goes to him, they must maintain a high degree of attention.

You know, in all his classes, if he can't get an A, all of them are rated as E.

That is failing.

As a famous cook who can't laugh, Chapel has already picked up a chopstick of noodles and put it in his mouth.

"what?"

Just putting it in his mouth made Schappel feel that something was wrong.

The next second, Shaper, just like Donato Gotoida, sucked all the noodles into his mouth with a "crop".

"Although mustard noodles are a relatively rough pasta, this noodle is very soft, and the high heat conceals some of the mustard smell."

"Although a lot of seafood is used in this broth, it does not make the seafood taste very heavy."

"If I were to grade it, it would be an A+."

This is already the highest.

The corner of Ji Zhiguo Ningning's mouth twitched slightly.

According to the evaluation of the mustard noodles made by the two judges, she knew that she would definitely win in the end.

He took another look at Jiang Yiming.

He also completed the final process.

Just like making your own, it's also making noodle soup.

If it was also making noodle soup, Ji Zhiguo Ningning was almost certain that she had already won this halberd meal.

However, now also need to hear Dojima Gin's evaluation.

As the only Tōtsuki student ever to graduate with full marks, he is now an idol symbol to Tōtsuki's students.

After Chaper put down his chopsticks, Dojima Gin also started eating.

If it was relatively calm just now.

So now Ji Zhiguo Ningning is a little nervous.

Before entering Tōtsuki, Ji Zhiguo Ningning actually knew the existence of Dojima Gin.

Although, it was not because of Dojima Gin that she entered Tōtsuki for further education.

But after entering Tōtsuki, after learning some history of Tōtsuki, all students will worship Dojima Gin involuntarily.

Although Ji Zhiguo Ningning worshipped Dogashima, it did not reach that kind of blind worship.

But if you can get his review.

Very useful to myself.

At this moment, Ji Zhiguo Ningning stared at Dojima Gin who was eating noodles.

I was nervous and expectant.

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