Eat Halberd: My Home Door Links to the Anime World

Dojima Gin nodded and said.

"Stalker? However, if you only know how to imitate, you are doomed to be unable to climb to the top."

Nakiri Senzaemon said indifferently.

"Sure enough, the transfer student really told Mizuo Ang the name of the dish."

"There's a good show to watch now."

There was also a commotion among the students at the scene.

Mei Zuoang took out a piece of red and white pork belly from the box.

This piece of pork belly is very beautiful, with distinct colors, like winter plums in the snow.

"Excellent meat!"

Miyoko Hojo, who had just come to cheer on the audience, saw this piece of pork belly and couldn't help but blurted out.

"Indeed, the so-called pork belly refers to the first layer of pork skin, the second layer of fat, the third layer of lean meat, the fourth layer of fat, and the fifth layer of lean meat. The fat and lean meat of this pork belly The distribution is very even, and the fat is pure white, and the lean meat is ruddy, obviously a very high-quality meat."

Mito Yumei, who came to watch the fun, also nodded.

She is an expert in meat. I don't know how many high-end meats I have seen, and even she praised it. It can be seen that the quality of this piece of meat is indeed extraordinary.

Su Mu was slightly taken aback when he saw Mei Zuoang's meat.

"Hey, this is Kagoshima's black pork, one of the top pork in the world."

Mizuo Ang smiled and said, "It's just a pity, I searched all the recipes you made in Totsuki, and I didn't find that you have made double-cooked pork. So there is no way, but to win in terms of ingredients."

"It turned out to be black pork from Kagoshima!"

Mito Yumei was taken aback when she heard the words.

"In this way, Mei Zuo Ang already has the advantage in terms of ingredients! As long as the two have the same cooking methods, then Mei Zuo Ang will definitely win in the end!"

Yukihira Soma had a solemn expression on his face.

"However, this level of ingredients cannot be bought with money. How did he get it?"

Mito Yumei asked in confusion.

"It should be that Eizan bought it for him with the authority of the ten heroes."

Hojo Miyoko's face was ugly and authentic.

Sure enough, they soon found the traces of Eizan Edinya in a corner of the venue.

"Little devil, this time you are sure to lose."

Eishan Zhijin also looked blankly at Su Mu on the stage and muttered to himself.

Then, he recalled the things that Nakiri Thistle came into contact with him a few days ago.

"I don't know who that guy has been in contact with, can he really return to Yuanyue?"

Eizan Edzu also whispered.

At this time, Su Mu also took out his own pork belly.

The appearance of his pork belly is also very beautiful, with distinct layers, but the color of the lean meat is obviously much darker, as red as blood.

"Huh? Su Mujun's pork belly doesn't seem to be of ordinary quality."

Under the stage, Miyoko Hojo, Tian Suohui and others couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

"The lean part of this piece of meat is very dark and red like blood, so it's definitely not ordinary pork. Just why can't I recognize it?"

Mito Yumei was also a little puzzled. For meat like this, the breed of pig must be very special. As the heir of the Mito Group, she would not fail to recognize it.

At this time, Jiuga Teruki and Kobayashi Rentan also came over.

"Damn, Su Mu is going too far! With such meat, he didn't even take it out for me to eat!"

Xiaolin Gentian gritted his teeth and said very unhappily.

In the box above the venue, Erina Nakiri smiled when she saw the meat that Su Mu took out. She had already tested this kind of pork yesterday, and in terms of taste, it was not comparable to other breeds of pigs in the world.

"This guy……"

Mei Zuoang was also a little surprised when he saw Su Mu's pork belly.

"He has a very close relationship with Miss Erina. Since Eizan-senpai can help me get this kind of meat, then the other party will definitely be able to get it too. This time I'm careless."

Mizuo Ang said with a bit of annoyance, "But it doesn't matter. In the past few days, I have already touched the bottom of that guy. As long as I can keep up with his movements, the final winner will definitely be me."

"Are you wondering how to keep up with my movements? Then try it out."

Su Mu seemed to be able to see his inner thoughts, and said lightly.

"Hehe, in the past three days, I have simulated your cooking process countless times, so you should be optimistic."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mizuo Ang's mouth.

Su Mu just smiled, then put the pork belly in a pot of cold water and cooked it, then chopped green peppers, red peppers, etc.

On the other side, Mizuo Ang also repeated his actions.

"The movements are almost identical, even the sequence."

"It really is a stalker? It's scary!"

The audience under the stage witnessed this scene and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Now, just try to see if you can keep up with my movements."

Su Mu said calmly.

"Hehe, is there something I can't keep up with? I've already simulated your cooking process..."

Mizuo Ang was just halfway through speaking, and the expression on his face gradually froze.

Because, he saw Su Mu put the boiled pork belly on the cutting board, waving a kitchen knife and cut it.

His movements were almost at the extreme, and slices of paper-thin meat appeared on the cutting board.

"How can it be so fast! This is at least twice as fast as he usually cooks!"

Mizuo Ang's expression changed suddenly, and she quickly picked up the kitchen knife next to her, trying to keep up with Su Mu's rhythm.

But Su Mu cut the meat too fast. After a while, he cut a whole piece of pork belly into countless small pieces, and placed them neatly on the cutting board.

Chapter [-]: The beautiful work that was completely abused

"This... so fast?!"

Mei Zuoang's face was a little ugly, Su Mu's meat had already been cut, but he had only cut half of it now.

He has obviously simulated the other party's cooking countless times, but now he realizes that he can't keep up with the other party's movements at all!

Could it be that he never used his full strength in school before?

At this time, Su Mu had already set up an oil pan. After heating the oil, he added sliced ​​pork belly and ginger.

After a while, the pork belly was fried to a golden yellow and transparent, with an attractive oil, and a strong meat fragrance wafted out from the pot.

On the other hand, Mei Zuo Ang has also hurriedly cut the pork belly, and then imitated Su Mu's actions, and also put it into the frying pan and started to fry it.

Su Mu glanced at him lightly, and said, "Your movements are too slow."

Then, he turned the fire to the maximum at once, and the flames rushed up.

"This... the fire is so big, aren't you afraid of being scorched?"

"Yeah, this... it's too messy!"

"Is he crazy?"

The students in the audience immediately exclaimed.

However, Teruki Kuga and Miyoko Hojo had serious expressions on their faces.

"No, as long as you turn the pot quickly, don't let the pork belly touch the pot surface for too long, it will not burn, and the extremely high temperature will make the pork more delicious."

After a long time, I said in a deep voice: "But..."

"However, this is a test of the chef's physical strength."

Miyoko Hojo on the side continued.

"Yes, the physical demands on the chef are too high."

For a long time, I nodded in the side.

At this time, Su Mu had already poured a spoonful of red oil bean paste into the pot. After a while, the pork belly was dyed with a layer of bright red oil, and the smell of the meat in the air became more intense, making people drool.

The pork belly in the pot is like riding a roller coaster, constantly being thrown up and down, and constantly being thrown up and up again. Under the action of oil and high temperature, the color of the pork belly becomes more and more golden and transparent.

"Damn, how could he move so fast?"

Mei Zuo Ang's face was a little pale. Among the chefs, his physical strength was very good, but in order to keep up with Su Mu's movements, his forehead was sweating now.

But on the other hand, Su Mu was calm, as if he was not affected at all.

At this time, Su Mu had already put the chopped green peppers, red peppers, etc. into it, the meat aroma was accompanied by the pungent peppery smell, and the audiences who were relatively close to the stage were drooling.

Mizuo Ang gritted his teeth, and his fire was as big as Su Mu's. In order to keep the cooking from burning, he had to keep flipping the incomparably heavy iron pot. Now his arms are extremely sore now, but he can only hold on with his teeth.

At this time, his hand suddenly shook, and the food in the pot almost spilled out.

Although he was forced to stabilize his body in the end, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"What's going on here? Isn't the tracker very good? Why does it seem so clumsy?"

"Yeah, I've heard that trackers are scary, but why do they look so stiff today?"

"I almost spilled the food."

The students who saw this scene immediately burst into an uproar.

Today's performance of Mizuo Ang seems to be completely different from before!

"It's not that Mei Zuoang's movements are too clumsy, but Su Mu's movements are too fast."