Shiji: taste bud reversal

233 On that day, Issehui once again remembered...

"Kohei, what's wrong with this guy?"

Shoji Sato looked at Kohei Soma who looked very struggling in the kitchen with a different face, this was the first scene in Polestar Liao.

Several people didn't realize it at this time, if it weren't for Mrs. Wenxu's words that dragged their consciousness back, they might still be standing at the door at this time, in a daze like Xingping~.

The only one who noticed this, Isseki, was already oozing fine beads of sweat from her back... Although this sweat quickly evaporated into the air while wearing a fruit apron, however, looking at the two completely different pictures in the kitchen, Isshiki Hui suddenly remembered something, and looked at the cooking table in front of Shiraki fixedly, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

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Under the stir-frying of many spices, the pork belly in the pot was quickly wrapped in a layer of golden color, and the tempting aroma began to waft into the air of the kitchen.

"Cinnamon, bay leaves, red dates, star anise... There are also three unknown spices... No, I can't keep an eye on that side, so I have to start cooking..."

Kohei Soma, who was trying to concentrate while chopping vegetables, kept wiping the sweat on his head with a scarf hanging around his neck - if he didn't do this, the sweat would drip onto the cutting board, he didn't understand why he had so much pressure, he had been running around in the kitchen since he was a child, except for the period when he was just in contact with cooking, he almost never encountered this kind of distraction to the point that his body and brain could not be coordinated, even his father, never gave him this feeling!

No, if it goes on like this, let alone divide the winner or loser, he may not be able to complete even a single dish.

Kohei Sojin walked to the sink and splashed cold water on his face, wanting to cheer himself up, Shiraki glanced at Kohei who was washing his face, the other party's abnormal behavior was naturally discovered by him, it stands to reason that Kohei's fighting spirit is so high, it is impossible to make low-level mistakes frequently during the competition, if you rule out the reason for Kohei's personal state, there is only one answer left.

Looking at the pork belly that had been stir-fried and boiled in the pot, Shiraki put some spices in it, then adjusted the heat to low and covered the pot.

"Okay, let's get a little bit more motivated, and let's start preparing my dishes. Kohei Soma returned to his cooking table, neatly handling the ingredients that had not been processed before, and time seemed to go back to the beginning, and both of them lowered their heads and concentrated on making their own dishes.

"Kohei, this kid... It still looks like it's struggling. Mrs. Wen Xu clasped her hands in front of her chest, compared the state of the two in the kitchen, and said in a deep voice.

"Well, it's just like the halberd in the afternoon, and the physical exertion is quite large..."Ryoko nodded, it is true that everyone can see Kohei's abnormality now, and Ryoko, who is not in the kitchen and has not participated in the competition between the two, naturally can't understand the pressure and curiosity that Kohei is under at the moment.

The only one who can see a little bit of the doorway does not directly answer the doubts of the two, after all, he only has some guesses about Kohei's situation, under the influence of such an atmosphere, time gradually passes, and 50 minutes soon pass.

Shiraki's cooking was ready to enter, and Kohei on the other side was also standing in front of the oven, waiting for the end of the baking time.

"The progress of the two sides is not much different. "The people at the door came to their senses at this time, although they had eaten and drunk a lot before, but after standing at the door for so long, smelling the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, there was already an empty seat for food in their stomachs, and they didn't care about winning or losing at this time, as long as they could rub the food.

"Kohei is supposed to be a French custard pie, and Shiraki is a medium..."

Marui Zenji pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was just about to analyze the dishes of the two sides, but before he finished speaking, the whole person was directly stunned, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the picture in the kitchen, and the aroma that erupted from the pot swept over without warning, this heat did not give people the feeling of being as white and foggy as normal water vapor, but only a thin layer, like the thinnest yarn, but the explosive power hidden under the aroma was not inferior to an aroma bomb that exploded in the pot!

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"What...?!"

Kohei Soma, who was standing in front of the oven, immediately wanted to turn back, but as soon as this thought came to him, he suddenly found that his body didn't obey the call.

"Can't move?!Why is this happening?!"

He tried his best to urge his body, but no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be charmed by something, and every pore was opening as hard as he could, just like a sunflower on a sunny day trying its best to absorb the light from the sun, completely ignoring his call!

................

A similar feeling he had felt at the autumn auditions.

...... Could it be that Shiraki is ready to come up with that kind of unbelievable dish again?!

The cold sweat on Kohei Soma's head suddenly slipped to the ground, and he turned his pupils with great effort, and his eyes gradually reflected the picture of the white wood cooking table not far from him, to be precise, the cooking in the pot.

Knock Knock –

Boom!

At this moment, Kohei Chuangzhen felt that he could clearly hear the heartbeat in his chest, and the food in the pot was blocked by a thin mist and he couldn't see the whole picture, but within his instinctive perception, there was a feeling of extreme oppression.

"That's... What?"

Just one dish... Can you produce this level of oppression?

"Not a delusion!"

Kohei Sojin is very sure that this feeling of being suppressed by a dish is not a hallucination, because at this time, he can clearly feel the pressure from the body and mind more clearly than ever, and this feeling that the cells of his whole body are being squeezed is not his delusion!

"What the hell is that... What kind of food?!"

This was the last thought he had before Kohei's eyes were completely plunged into darkness.

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