Food Wars: Taste Reversal

Chapter 118: 115. Flowing Water Somen.



That night, the entire Totsuki Resort was lit up.

Countless students pondered the dishes to be served the next day, but the increasing drowsiness and the constant number of people around them to finish the dishes made this pressure understandable.

"Okay, this taste should be barely okay, and the rest is mass production..."

"No, it's impossible to pass the assessment at this level! Now we have to overturn it all and redo it!"

"Ahhh..."

Everywhere were the screams of the students, and after a long day of hard work and the pressure of staying up late, these students were basically red-eyed and looked completely nervous.

The first group of people to finish the cooking, such as Erina, Alice, Takumi, etc., had already gone back to rest first, and the rest who were still here were basically preparing to work all night.

As for Shiraki, who didn't come to the kitchen at all, he was sleeping in his room at this time... It was a stark contrast to the students here who were staring at their dark circles.

It was in such a tense atmosphere that the next day arrived.

Before dawn, Shiraki was woken up by the five-o'clock alarm clock he had set for himself, and when he saw that it was still dark outside, he could only yawn, get dressed, and slowly walk to Venue A.

At this time, the students who had been working all night were almost in place. Although there was still a period of time before 6 o'clock, everyone began to prepare, and Shiraki saw a lot of stalls along the way. From Japanese food to Western food, almost every kind of dish could be seen—even siu mai was put out. It seemed that this breakfast was really a feast of many cuisines... Seeing this, Shiraki even wanted to line up to get a few plates.

Before the screening time, all candidates were allowed to prepare. The kitchen utensils and materials needed were provided. When Shiraki came to his booth, several staff members were waiting there, asking him what tools he needed.

Shiraki turned his head to look. At this time, the other students were still arranging their own booths. For example, the one making the siu mai just now had a very high stack of steamers on the table. Soma Yukihira on the opposite side was carrying a frying pan, and Erina next door to him was now nowhere to be seen, probably moving the baking tray.

"Hmm... Please help me get 400 eggs and 50 pounds of flour, and all the other seasonings."

Shiraki's head was still in a state of just waking up, and he still hadn't decided what he wanted to cook. But since it was an egg dish, eggs were a necessity. The flour was to cut corners and make his cooking look a little more substantial. As for what kind of food to make...

Shiraki pondered for a while. Items like noodles, steamed buns, siu mai, fried dough sticks, and other foods appeared in his mind one after another. But he had to admit, these things all had a common characteristic—they took time.

If only there was something that could make 200 portions of a dish at once...

Thinking like this, Shiraki's eyes unconsciously moved to a nearby booth. There, students were holding a long teapot and pouring tea into the teacups on the table. Watching the tea slowly pouring from the teapot, Shiraki suddenly had an idea. He thought of a special way to eat pasta that he had seen in the Totsuki Resort before.

Suddenly, he asked the staff member next to him, "Do you have a device for flowing water noodles here?"

"Huh?" The staff was stunned. This was the first time she had heard a student ask about this today.

However, as a staff member of Totsuki, the most basic service literacy was still there. The young lady immediately nodded, "Yes, I'll have someone send it over immediately."

Because the device named by Shiraki was something that no one expected, the warehouse quickly brought a brand-new, fifteen-meter-long flowing water somen device to his booth. Such a setup naturally attracted the attention of others at once. Kohei Soma on the opposite side immediately set his eyes on this side, seemingly amazed that Shiraki would choose this dish.

To be honest, flowing water somen noodles were not suitable for use as an assessment dish.

If the noodles in the bamboo tube weren't picked up in time, the taste would change. They would become softer and softer as the water rinsed them, which would undoubtedly affect the evaluation of the dish.

In addition, it was generally common in family interactions and business gatherings, as it promoted emotional exchanges.

This kind of cooking was made by splitting bamboo into a half-moon shape, connecting it into a track, filling it with water, and then letting the noodles flow down the water so that people could pick them up by themselves. It was considered elegant and playful by Japanese people and usually used for outdoor dinners.

Besides, it was rare for people to eat somen noodles in the morning, right?

Completely ignoring the inquiring gazes of the students around him, Shiraki began to go to the ingredient warehouse to carry the ingredients after confirming that his dish was flowing water somen noodles.

In addition to the eggs and flour he ordered, he also picked up a lot of vegetables and fruits, and of course, several wall breakers and a dough sheeter.

In this venue, there were many people who chose noodles. Without exception, these people's noodles were made by hand. Shiraki did not prohibit students from using machines such as dough sheeters to reduce the process because the taste of noodles made with machines was obviously not as good as handmade ones. It was a gain and a loss.

Shiraki's booth was undoubtedly the most eye-catching in Hall A. Setting aside the conspicuous flowing water device, his presence itself was like that of a self-propelled, luminous humanoid figure that attracted attention wherever he went.

When the graduates such as Dojima came to inspect the booths, they happened to see Shiraki, who had already finished arranging his booth. One had to admit, this booth was truly unique compared to others.

"Flowing water somen noodles?" Looking at Shiraki's booth, which stood apart from the others, Dojima Gin pinched his chin and showed a look of concern.

With his experience, he could naturally see the limitations of this kind of cuisine. But Shiraki, as a student, had a reputation that preceded him. It seemed he hadn't even gone to the kitchen last night... If he was so confident, could he possibly have a backup plan?

What Dojima didn't notice was that after seeing Shiraki's booth, the eyes of Hinata and Kojiro Shinomiya, who were following him, appeared thoughtful. Afterward, they wandered around Venue A intentionally or unintentionally, seemingly preparing to seize a position at the start of the assessment.

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