"After eating, there is still a pit."

"This Mr. Yujiro..."

Zhao Fuyu looked at the bar, and the specially customized steel chair had become a residue.

After picking up the broom and other items, I cleaned it up.

Only then did he notice that the Saeko Mushima, who had already flushed on her face and had just eaten a piece of noodles, was already soaked all over, outlining even more amazing lines. She seemed to be immersed in the taste of the dishes and could not wake up.

The rapid and heavy breathing sound came from Saeko Mushima's mouth and nose.

Sweat left, and even soaked the seat, leaving a clear mark.

The red cheeks, the mist-filled eyes that were already lost, and the slightly red and swollen lips add a bit of tempting charm.

But Zhao Fuyu didn't see these things. He cared about Saeko Mushima's will to continue to struggle and fall into it again. He understood that the most terrifying thing about this dish is that she was like falling into the endless battlefield of killing.

‘Is the Heart of Shura?’

‘It’s very suitable for this Hell Paradise, and I will have another regular customer in the future.’

Kazuichi, who was in the corner of the side, naturally didn't understand what Zhao Fuyu was looking at. However, after Fanma Yujiro left, the momentum that almost made him on the verge of death finally disappeared.

The aura that he burst out subconsciously gradually dissipated because there was no oppression, which made him suddenly feel weak and he became even hungry.

He ignored the set meal, which had been destroyed by the spicy taste, and immediately started to eat it.

Before he could finish his meal, Zhao Fuyu presented a bowl of cool and sweet mung bean porridge.

It is an extra gift and a way to express apology.

I didn't care too much about this, but I was very curious about Zhao Fuyu's cooking.

"Why... what happened?"

"Boss Fuyu, can you tell me? I'm really curious."

Unexpected problems are taken for granted.

Zhao Fuyu laughed.

"Speaking of this, that side is not a complete dish, it is just a semi-finished product used by Mr. Yujiro to exercise and warm up."

Yes, the ‘Hell Bliss’ is actually a semi-finished product.

Even if it is completely above the so-called "must-killed cuisine" in this world, it is still not complete enough.

"The dishes have five flavors, and the taste has five elements."

"Where can we see our thoughts."

"Although I used all my strength to that surface, there is still a biggest flaw. Didn't you feel it too?"

With a deep answer, a look of suddenness appeared on Kenichi's face.

"You mean that hotness?"

Nodding, Zhao Fuyu still had no doubts about Kenichi's keenness. After all, he was considered the protagonist of a martial arts anime. The strongest disciple Kenichi Shirahama was not a singular strength.

“No matter how magical or gorgeous you cook, it is always something that diners can taste.”

"Even if the food is expensive and there is a threshold, the dish itself cannot be allowed to reject diners or restrict diners, but diners do the screening themselves."

"But that noodles are not..."

"That spicy feeling is still improving even if I created this recipe!"

Speaking of this, a trace of splendor flashed through Zhao Fuyu's eyes.

Because in fact, he had already thought of a way to perfect this dish, and once he completed this dish, the system that accompanied him to this world would soon truly unfold its complete posture.

He has been looking forward to this for a long time.

"Death Chili, Shabu-shabu, Hell's Hot Chili, Excellent Chili..."

One by one, the pepper species that are almost famous in the chili industry are spoken from Zhao Fuyu.

"Any of these chili peppers are dozens of times spicy for ordinary millet, and the highest is even more than a thousand times."

"Only such chili sauce, paired with tough noodles specially pressed with alkaline water and duck eggs, can we achieve a warm-up exercise that will allow Mr. Yujiro to resist the spicy spirit like a fierce body activity."

"That's not a dish for any ordinary person to enjoy, so... it's just a semi-finished product."

Looking at Kenichi Shirahama who had already looked horrified, Zhao Fuyu laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't make this dish unless it's a specific customer."

"Besides, you are not so unlucky every time. When you meet Mr. Yujiro coming over."

After patting, this one has not yet transformed, but is just the shoulders of Shirahama Kazuichi, an ordinary high school student.

Zhao Fuyu turned around and left, and returned to the kitchen.

As the two were talking, Saeko Mushima also came back from the "Hell Bliss" and then looked at Zhao Fuyu with shock and incredible eyes, but she did not retract her gaze for a long time.

However, as the arrival of the drinkers gradually, the business in the restaurant began to become popular.

In this era of food, as long as the food is delicious, there will be no shortage of customers.

Even in the corners, gourmets will come to the door by following the taste.

As for Kenichi Shirahama, after finishing the set meal, he drank the given mung bean soup and said hello and paid to go home.

However, Saeko Mushima did not leave, but seemed to be fighting the extremely spicy noodles, slowly tasting them one by one.

If the taste of the pepper had not faded a lot, I was afraid that every time she ate noodles, it would cause many people to feel uncomfortable.

Of course, her cold and noble temperament is also the basis for people to stay away from it, leaving no one on both sides of her.

The lining that kept sweating was also made her not noticed abnormality by others.

Of course, Zhao Fuyu kept adding ice water to her, and even replaced it with light salt water later.

It has to be said that Saeko Mushima's stubbornness was indeed beyond his expectations. You should know that even a martial arts master will find it difficult for ordinary people to pass through the constant stimulation brought by the Hell Paradise, just like the training of endless fighting and purgatory.

Especially after eating a whole bowl, it is no less than passing through a real Shura battlefield.

Except for Fanma Yujiro, Zhao Fuyu had never seen anyone who could finish a bowl, but now... he met another person who could finish a whole bowl.

‘Is this the so-called Shura Heart? No wonder Fanma Yujiro's arrogant name has also heard of Saeko Mushima's name."

‘With such characteristics, no matter what industry you enter, it is enough to reach the peak.’

Although he is immersed in cooking, Zhao Fuyu is not a hard-working reader who really can't understand the outside world. Instead, because of the popularity of food cells in this world, countless extraordinary powers are based on food cells, which are also part of this world.

Even another important addition standing next to the food path.

As he watched, Saeko Mushima's "power" became more and more solid, as if she had undergone some polishing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the customers in the store had already left the gap, Zhao Fuyu wanted to ask her about her feelings.

Suddenly the store's door was opened again.

The long golden hair was arguing, catching Zhao Fuyu's sight, followed by his extraordinary figure and very pretty face.

The pair of eyes were pride and confidence, just like the arrival of the princess of the sky.

It is the most famous person in the younger generation of Dongying cuisine.

The princess of Totsuki, Totsuki, who is known as the "God's tongue"!

I saw her gaze swept through her eyes, and when she saw Zhao Fuyu, a hint of surprise flashed, and then her expression was as proud as usual.

"Hey, if you have something to do, come out!"
Chapter completed!