Master of Marvel World

Saibajo Ichiro's statement is not the mainstream view in this world.

In this world, the status of a chef is noble.

Excellent chefs are hard to come by, and coupled with the meaning brought by food halberds, for most chefs, cooking food is not to satisfy customers, but to win food halberds, gain glory and status .

Including Nakiri Erina, the same is true.

She is obsessed with food, more because of love than to make others eat happily.

"Even if the tastes of the guests are weird and unique, do you have to cater to them?" Nakiri Erina couldn't help retorting, "If you just cater to them, you won't be able to cook delicious food at all."

"I'm not talking about the path of gourmet food, but the path of a chef." Saibajo Ichiro glanced at Erina and shook his head, "You will understand when Miss Nakiri has your own restaurant."

He didn't seem to want to say anything more.

He just glanced at Nakiri Ji who was hung up with some regret.

Originally, I wanted to plead with the Demon King after winning the first place.

But now, under the eyes of everyone, the most promising chef had no choice but to walk towards the gate with a lonely back.

Just like when he dropped out of Yuanyue Academy back then.

People can only regret that, after all, in this world, the rules of food are equally important, and there are many excellent chefs who fail because they misunderstand the requirements of food.

And just as Saibajo Ichiro walked out.

"Stop."

The voice was completely commanding.

It was Shen He on the stage who spoke, and in front of him was the cauldron that should have been snatched by Hei Zhen.

Mix all parts of the body of a thunder snake, and cook a pot of food according to the idea of ​​beef chowder. The ingredients used are not many, but it can be said that the taste of the ingredients themselves is fully brought out, and there is nothing unexpected More damage to the energy contained in the meat itself makes the taste extremely delicious.

In such a short period of time, it is possible to make such delicacies with completely unfamiliar ingredients.

The strength of being the first person to eat halberds can be seen.

"This food is the most delicious one today." Shen He put down his chopsticks, looked at Saibajo Ichiro under the stage, "You can stay."

"But." Saipajo Ichiro was taken aback.

"Why, are you the same as the idiot above, thinking that I came here to hold some kind of food competition for you?" Shen He directly interrupted the other party.

There was no sound at the scene.

Many people did have this idea. Rather, after discovering that the Lord Demon King is not very cruel, they all focused on this game.

What an honor and status to be the number one chef in the world.

"Oh." Shen He smiled sarcastically, "We are just here to travel and enjoy, and we are like guests to you. If this world can satisfy us, we will not be stingy with mere rewards, but now it seems that you are Didn’t get a handle on my position as a chef.”

This is not a competition of cooking skills.

It was a contest to see who could satisfy everyone in Chaldea more.

Only now are chefs starting to realize the problem.

"The last test." Shen He held Artoria Alter's hand tightly and stood up, "I still have a princess who is not very happy with the food. Whoever can satisfy her will be the final winner."

"——!"

Not only the many chefs, but also Artoria Alter and everyone in Chaldea were stunned.

This is not what was planned.

After all, no one thought that the Dumb Mao King would turn black.

"Ahh! Master, you dote on her too much!" Heizhen said with a frowning expression, "What's so good about this woman!"

"Prince, princess?" Artoria Alter's face was suddenly flushed with intoxication.

"No, wait, isn't this acting?" Shen He was completely stunned at the look of Heidi King, "Didn't you share the memory with Artoria?"

"Please don't say any more! Master." Arturia Alter took a deep breath, and there seemed to be some complicated and tangled emotions in her eyes, "I understand, I am very grateful for being so trusted."

"No, what do you understand"

Shen He opened his mouth, thinking that it would be impossible not to explain, but Artoria Alter stepped forward, looked at the audience and raised his voice.

"Although I'm not a person who likes to show off, but in this situation, I should congratulate you. Everyone, please present the work you are proud of."

".good!"

After a short delay, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

They don't know what happened though.

But Arturia Alter's noble figure as the King of Knights deeply attracted everyone at this moment.

What is the essence of chefs and food, let alone.

But if he can conquer such an honorable person with delicious food, it is a matter of pride for the chef.

"In that case, I'll give it a go."

Saibajo Ichiro also noticed the long-lost passion. For him, there is nothing more fulfilling than satisfying customers with tricky tastes.

"wait--"

As soon as Nakiri Erina uttered a word, she realized that Saibajo Ichiro had trotted all the way to his chef's counter.

Stomp.

She knew very well that Arturia Alter only liked those junk foods with popular tastes.

The remaining chefs on the scene can be said to be all at the top of the world.

So it will definitely be wiped out.

And it's hard for her to remind her, after all, she doesn't want to expose her relationship with these people on stage.

Grit your teeth.

Nakiri Erina rolled up the sleeves of the chef's uniform, and she could only rely on her to fight.

Shen He on the stage could clearly see the actions of his own cook.

Sure enough, it was the same as I expected.

Shen He couldn't help showing a smug smile. The appearance of Artoria Alter was like a divine aid to his plan.

"Okay, everyone, sit down and continue eating."

Joan greeted the other servants, then sat beside Shen He as if nothing had happened, and buried her head in her bowl.

Arturia Alter also sat down, looking ahead without saying a word.

Shen He, who was caught in the middle, always felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"That, Arturia Alter" He twitched the hand he was holding with the Black King, but found that it didn't twitch.

"Change your name." Artoria Alter suddenly turned her gaze to look at him, and said softly, "Although it's the same person, it's too dereliction of duty for me to hear you say this name. Like I'm the one who's dereliction of duty."

"Where is it?" Shen He felt that the topic had finally shifted to the normal direction, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "As a follower, both you and Artoria are very competent."

"No, I'm not talking about being a servant." Arturia Alter showed a little shyness rarely, "but as a maid."

"What?" Shen He almost exclaimed.

Then he remembered that he had indeed said enough to make Artoria Alter pretend to be a maid in front of him.

But that's just a maid outfit.

And for the Black King, it was nothing more than replacing the crown on his head with a black and white headband, nothing else changed.

"Why, is there something wrong?" Artoria Alter narrowed her eyes, "Although I have abandoned my identity as a king, I still exist as a knight. Keeping promises is the duty of a knight. Is there any dissatisfaction with being a maid?"

"It's not so much dissatisfaction. No, it's nothing." Shen He wisely didn't say the following words.

"Anyway, let's change the name." Arturia Alter seemed to be very concerned about this.

"Okay." Shen He thought for a while in his mind, "How about calling Helia?"

"What's this name?" Arturia Alter showed a disgusted expression, and then sighed, "Forget it, call me Black Knight or Black King, it's just a title."

"No, there is no love at all." Shen He thought for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands, "I'll call you little Al."

"up to you"

Arturia Alter just wanted a different title, but after reading both sides silently, she suddenly felt that it was wrong.

Why is it like calling a sister or a pet, and adding the word "small".

However, the words have already been spoken, and it is not easy to veto them, so I can only squeeze the palm of Shen He's angrily.

"What's the matter, little Al?" Shen He was a little puzzled.

"Coke, no, I want beer." Artoria Alter couldn't help but catch her breath when she heard this name at first glance, and quickly looked away, "Although, although I haven't been in this world for a long time, I also attach great importance to the duties of a maid, so I Let me accompany you for a drink, how about it, this is beyond ordinary maids, and belongs to my exclusive service."

"This statement is too far-fetched." Shen He muttered, and still took out beer from the system backpack.

Artoria Alter actually doesn't really like the smell of alcohol.

But at this time, I suddenly felt that drinking alcohol was better than drinking Coke.

But after drinking two pints of beer, her entire face became charming and full of drunkenness, and then she stretched out her arms to wrap around Shen He's neck.

"You, tell me how you got together with Joan back then."

"Hey, do you want to talk about this topic?"

Shen He froze for a moment, glanced at Joan of Arc from the corner of his eye, and met her eyes who had been sneaking over.

Joan looked away all of a sudden, and lifted the big bowl to cover her entire face, but she could still see the blush on the tips of her ears.

"Because, this is too strange, how can there be a master and a servant in love?" Artoria Alter half-closed her eyes that seemed to be drunk, "Don't talk about the affiliation, you even belong to the era you belong to. It's all different."

When she asked this question, she could feel the beating of her heart.

Really disappointing.

Cursing inwardly, it is obviously an alter, but she should do another thing that she dare not do.

"What does it matter." Shen He said dumbly, "You are not heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail War, but you will always be by my side."

"Then why is it Joan? Because she came earlier?"

Artoria moved closer, and Shen He's face was reflected in her usually majestic golden pupils.

"So..." Shen He thought along this line of thought, and subconsciously blurted out, "Under normal circumstances, he should be thinking about the harem."

Click!

The chopsticks in Joan's hand shattered.

The surroundings seemed to become very quiet all of a sudden.

Many followers looked at him silently.

"Oh?" Altria Alter narrowed her eyes slightly, "Has the Master ever had such thoughts?"

"this."

Only then did Shen He realize what he had said.

But he is not stupid.

Now, looking at Artoria Alter's completely undrunk face in front of her, she understood everything.

It seems that brushing up on favorability has passed a bit.

However, he had a hunch that there would be such a day. After all, the relationship between the servant and the master is really vague, and he should not be the only one who would be confused about this relationship.

"Haha, those are some naive thoughts of puberty." Shen He chuckled a few times, "I don't have that much charm, Joan of Arc probably let me succeed because she was too kind."

"Well..." Arturia Alter looked at Shen He like this, and suddenly realized that she forgot to pretend to be drunk, and the bullet flew away, and turned to the other side with a blushing face, "Yeah, that's right, Master. It's not that people who don't have self-knowledge, and think that they can open a harem by treating others better, that would be too arrogant, me, we are not as stupid as Joan of Arc."

"So, I have passed the test." Shen He smiled helplessly, turned his head and looked around at the other people, "Okay, don't look at me like this anymore, if you know that I am good to you, don't always do it The thing that gives me a headache is about you, Hei Zhen."

"Huh--?"

Hei Zhen didn't expect that she would lay down the gun innocently, with a dazed look on her face.

"Really." Shen He shook his head and looked down the stage.

Just talking like this, there are many people below who have already completed their own works.

Pulled up by Semiramis with magic, each servant continued to move, which just rightly resolved the weird atmosphere.

Shen He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the last time I indirectly reminded myself of this problem, as well as the act of pulling me to go shopping with a weaving personality, I didn't expect that I, who had seen so many works, would pretend to be indifferent at the same time. I realized that while doing something warm like a central air conditioner, I thought I could go on like this forever, and I really regarded others as fools.

but

Artoria is really the type who can increase her favorability through constant feeding.

Thinking about this in my mind.

At the same time, Artoria Alter was also constantly evaluating the food served.

"No! No! Do you dare to serve something like this?"

She basically ate and vomited, and vetoed without mercy, her demeanor did not seem to be fake at all.

But to match her distaste, everyone else ate happily.

It wasn't until Ichiro Paujo's work was served that everyone was looking forward to it, Arturia Alter frowned, chewed, swallowed it, and shook her head.

"It's very close, but the taste is still not good."

"how come."

Suddenly there was a noisy discussion at the scene.

Doesn't this mean that no one can pass the test?

Suddenly, Arturia Alter's nose sniffed.

Not only her, but also many people at the scene smelled a special fragrance.

That is--

Fried potatoes.

Everyone turned their attention, and found that this fragrance, which almost never appears in the recipes of top chefs, came from the kitchen counter of Nakiri Erina, the owner of God's Tongue.