Chapter 149
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B venue.
The audience in the audience stared at the high monitors.
At this time, the picture in the monitor is the movements of the five judges and the facial expressions.
After watching the five judges put the vegetables and curry in their mouths, the audience closed their eyes and were silent for a long time, and the expressions on their faces were sometimes happy, sometimes painful, sometimes shocked, and so many expressions could not help but make the audience curious to discuss.
“What the hell is going on? Why didn’t the judges comment on the dish? Don’t they usually dissect the shortcomings and highlights of this dish while eating? Why did it seem to have changed as soon as he arrived in front of Wang Ye, a monster? ”
“Yes, whether it is good or bad, these judges at least give some evaluation.”
“Huh… Are you stupid? Alice’s cuisine, which scored the highest score in venue B, is not comparable to this dish of this monster, and now they are taking care of enjoyment, where is there time to give reviews? ”
While these audiences were talking, the judges were experiencing a scene that they would never forget.
The last sentence is half true, and they simply don’t have time to give their own reviews right now. But half of them are wrong, because at this time they are not enjoying, but experiencing the torment and suffering of desolation, pain, antiquity, joy, anger, sorrow, helplessness, and other complex and intertwined emotions.
The moment they ate the food, it was as if they had traveled through endless time and space to India hundreds of years ago.
At that time, India was really poor and poor, it can be said that it was poor to the point of nothing, the only thing they had was India, a land full of desolate atmosphere, but this land was like a land of disgust, except for weeds and some vegetables, there were no other plants to survive.
India, where resources are absent, has led to the most primitive greed of the people of India, and greed has brought war!
In order to obtain the resources to survive, the people of ancient India began to wage war in villages and cities, tearing apart the bodies of their own kind like wild beasts, in order to rob resources.
War naturally brings death, and the five judges witnessed the pain, anger, sadness and helplessness of those relatives after the death of the soldiers, which propelled them to become one warrior after another, killing and dying as if it was an endless reincarnation, miserable.
War! War! War!
The main theme of the ancient Indian period is like!
I don’t know how long this war has passed, the desolate land is already full of corpses, and the outbreak of wars is becoming less and less, until the most decisive battle appears, the two sides of the decisive battle are huge city forces, when the two armies face off on the steppes of India, ready to fight, a boy named Shakyamuni appears.
Shakyamuni seemed to be a person who did not exist in this world, so he appeared on the battlefield out of thin air.
He did not take any weapons, so he brought a pot and some fruit, but he was like a desolate beast, so that the warriors on both sides stood motionless, and then he raised a fire in front of everyone, and poured all the fruits into the pot, and then took some weeds and fruits on the spot, and slowly boiled up.
Ten minutes…
Twenty minutes…
Half an hour!
A rich aroma is like a modern nuclear bomb, quickly bursting on this steppe!
With the appearance of this fragrance, the warriors who were originally still surging and wanted to kill each other gradually calmed down, and their faces showed intoxication, this is Shakyamuni finally spoke, his voice with endless void and lightness: “The way of heaven is the ultimate reincarnation, the sky does not spare people, killing will always lead to evil consequences, now I give this elixir of universal beings to save you from hunger and cold, so you will disperse…”
“The material of this elixir is very simple, it can be developed with fruits and some wild vegetables, and you can use it to feed your stomach, and then slowly develop the animal acre, changing this endless cycle of cause and effect!”
“Anitha!”
Hearing the last Buddhist phrase, the five judges finally returned to reality.
Kita Shuye looked at the curry in front of him in disbelief, and said in an incredulous tone: “This… This is simply the curry of all sentient beings! ”
“That’s right!” Anton Shingo nodded and said with a look of emotion: “No wonder the recipe has been lost, in fact, it is not lost at all, but has always been in front of our eyes, but we still can’t believe it, and now I can eat such curry, it is simply a great blessing.” ”
“So are you satisfied?” Senkiori asked Shingo Andon.
“Satisfied.”
“Then don’t eat it!” When Senkiori heard this, she didn’t care about any demeanor at all, and directly stretched out her hand towards the curry in front of Andon Shingo, and said while stretching: “I’m not satisfied yet, although mine hasn’t finished eating, but it’s definitely not enough to eat!” ”
“I refuse!” Anton Shingo quickly picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him, and looked at Chiki Ori with a vigilant face: “Miss Qianyu, if it is an ordinary dish, it will be given to you, but this curry must not be given to you!” ”
“Hmph!” Senkiori snorted coldly, and immediately looked at the other three judges: “I recycle it at a high price…”
The voice stopped abruptly, because none of the other three judges were fools, and after seeing Senkiori’s performance, they immediately took up the porcelain bowl and ate the vegetables inside while drinking curry, ignoring Senki Ori at all.
This made Chikiori stomp her foot in distress, then picked up her own spoon and continued to eat the portion in front of her!
(How can this chapter give me a rush to write fantasy?) Ahem… Readers don’t mind ha, I’ll have some ideas later. )_
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