Food Wars: Taste Reversal

"Shiraki, 200 servings Completed. "

Listening to the voice coming from the radio overhead, Shiraki was a little stunned.

Isn't this going too fast?

And everyone else had a similar reaction, especially those students who had already accumulated a hundred points ahead of others, but they didn't expect to be overtaken by others from behind in just a few minutes.

"What the hell... Why is that guy Shiraki moving so fast?!"

Takmi Aldini looked at the booth not far away from him with a surprised expression, if I remember correctly, Shiraki's cooking was still in double digits not long ago, right?

However, there were so many people around the flowing water noodles, and Takmi didn't have a clairvoyant eye, so how could he see what was going on there?

"Damn... Am I falling behind again?"

While Takmi was muttering to himself as he stared at the crowd not far away, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared in front of his booth, picked up a Baked egg from his Italian twist salad, and ate it by himself.

Takmi was shocked seeing the figure here, picking out the eggs from his dish leaving behind the entire salad and moving to the next salad plate for the eggs.

"Wh-Why are you here?!"

Surprised, Takmi pointed directly at the Shiraki that appeared in front of him, and he didn't care about the Salad that had eggs missing.

Shiraki didn't pay attention to him at all, since he got up at five o'clock, he hadn't even eaten breakfast yet, and now that most of the people were attracted to his own booth, he naturally wanted to 'scavenge' on other people's booths.

Takmi's breakfast is a combination of Italian baked eggs and salads, eating both the crispness of vegetables, and the softness of baked eggs, and the most important thing is a relatively strong milky aroma, although Shiraki has eaten a lot of S-level dishes, but for him, whether it is A-level dishes or SS-level dishes, as long as he does not observe through the eyes of systematic insight, it seems that there is not much difference, after all, the dishes he ate before the crossing, it is difficult to say whether there is a D-level or not, so after eating the bowl of salad baked eggs in his hand, he gave this dish a thumbs up according to the custom.

"It's delicious, thank you for the hospitality. "

"You're welcome..."Takmi was stunned, subconsciously replied, and then suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong, and immediately changed the conversation, "No, why are you so leisurely wandering around other people's booths?"

However, after eating this 'Italian salad baked egg', Shiraki set off directly to the next booth, and along the way, he kept seeing that there were too many people around the booth of 'Flowing Water Somen Noodles' and the customers who were attracted to him passed by.

"What... Inexplicable guy..."Seeing Shiraki tasting at the unmanned Chinese restaurant window next door, a trace of cold sweat oozed from the corner of Takmi's forehead.

You don't even need to look at Shiraki's booth, just the crowd you catch out of the corner of your eye and the customers who are constantly hearing from other exhibition halls can tell you how popular 'flowing water somen is'.

However, Takmi, who didn't see Shiraki's cooking process, couldn't understand it at all... This guy has obviously stopped cooking, why is the guests still rushing over there like their heads?

Actually, this is not to blame for Takmi, after all, even Dojima Silver didn't expect that Shiraki could still play the 'unmanned buffet' such a sassy operation...

This is no longer an 'illusion', the guests in the entire exhibition hall are indeed attracted by Shiraki's booth, and the guests who were originally lined up in front of other people's booths are now standing on the sides of the bamboo tube of flowing water somen noodles.

It was like a maze of people who could only enter and exit, according to the rule of one noodles per person set by the guest themselves, all the students looked at the increasingly large queue, and so far, no one had chosen to leave after tasting the dish, and all the diners without exception chose to continue in line.

On the other hand, the long line that had been lined up on other Booth had completely disappeared, replaced by a sense of emptiness.

Only the few people who had gathered more than 100 copies before Shiraki could barely hold on and attract a little bit of customer flow.

As for ther other less popular booth, only southern wind greeted there pitiable faces.

In thirty minutes, Shiraki tasted almost the entire food in the exhibition hall, completely oblivious to the strange eyes of the students who ran the booth when he tasted it.

Thanks to his unmanned booth that attracted the attention of other diners, there was no one in line with him at all now, and basically all the dishes were eaten as soon as he reached their booth, which made Shiraki once again praise his own wit.

Look at the number of passing students in the hall at this time...Erina felt a cold sweat appearing on her forehead, since including herself only 2 people has passed out of 150 students.

Shiraki looked up again to confirm with some confusion, and found that the number of copies displayed on the big screens to find only himself and Erina had reached the required number of servings.

He was too involved in eating just now, causing him to pay no attention to the progress of the assessment at all, and now I look at it, Megumi todokoro 43 Servings, Takmi 69 servings, Soma Yukihira 13 servings.

This situation can no longer be described as miserable, and just when Shiraki was thinking about what else could save this situation.

Just as everyone was staring blankly at these diners a system prompt sounded in Shiraki's mind.

[Ding, Hidden Mission Initiating!]