Uchiha in the bullet

Pushing open the door of the canteen, Sheng Ziyang saw something in front of him that looked like pig food.

"How about it? This is the result of Sakura-chan and I working hard for an hour. It looks very delicious!"

You call this delicious?

"Try it quickly. This is the ultimate chowder that I made using all kinds of ingredients in the cafeteria." Asahina handed a bowl to Itachi and looked at him with expectant eyes.

Green vegetables, carrots, onions, bananas, apples, beef, mutton, and watermelon! ! ? Will you really not die if you eat this?

Sheng Ziyang raised his head and looked at the silent people sitting around the table. He immediately understood why so many people in the original work fell into despair. How could they not want to go out after eating this every day?

Sheng Ziyang picked up a little bit with a spoon, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw everyone looking at him like a guinea pig, and Asahina even had an excited expression as if someone had finally eaten the food I made.

Sheng Ziyang bravely put the food into his mouth. A strong taste stimulated Sheng Ziyang's taste buds. Various flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty collided in his mouth. He even tasted a little dishwashing liquid. Sheng Ziyang resisted putting the food in his mouth. The urge to spit it out, using the qualities of a ninja to force myself to look like the food tastes good.

"Oh! It's so delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food!" In line with the mentality that I can't be the only one to suffer, Sheng Ziyang secretly cast an illusion on everyone. In the eyes of everyone, Sheng Ziyang was watching. Devouring the food Asahina made in his hands.

Seeing that Sheng Ziyang ate so deliciously, everyone put aside their psychological concerns. It seemed that people really should not be judged by their appearance. This food might be the type that looks super unpalatable but is actually very delicious.

Asahina even screamed happily, haha, it seems that the food I cooked is really delicious!

Everyone happily picked up the tableware, picked up the food happily, happily ate it into their mouths, chewed hard, and savored the taste of the food.

"puff!"

"vomit!"

Sounds appeared one after another in the cafeteria. Everyone was lying on the table with blue faces. Only Sheng Ziyang was laughing.

"Uchiha Itachi! It's so bad!" Asahina finally realized that it was Sheng Ziyang's bad taste.

Asahina put her hands on her hips and looked at Sheng Ziyang angrily, "How can this be done!" Her chest was rising and falling in anger.

"Well, I'm really sorry."

"How did you do that?" Naegi slumped on the chair, his face still a little blue, "I took one bite and it became like this. How did you manage to eat it like a voracious...eat... This stuff."

Naegi searched for a long time but couldn't find the words to describe the thing in front of him.

"It's just an illusion, a little trick that can't be put on the table."

"hateful!"

"It's all Uchiha Itachi's fault!"

"How can this be done! It's too much."

"Asshole, I have to teach you a lesson!"

After being paralyzed for a while, everyone regained some strength and criticized Sheng Ziyang crazily.

Sheng Ziyang could only smile apologetically.

"I'm so hungry! I was already hungry, but now I'm even hungrier!" Yamada Yiersan covered his stomach and complained, "Look, my belly has gotten smaller."

Seeing everyone's listlessness, Asahina fell into deep self-blame, her brows furrowed together, and she bowed deeply to everyone, "I'm really sorry for everyone."

"No need to apologize, I think it's still delicious." Okami Sakura picked up the bowl and ate the food in her hands expressionlessly. Although his face was expressionless, his slightly trembling muscles still showed everything.

"Eh? Sakura-chan is so nice."

"I'm really sorry. I did something very excessive to everyone. How about I make a meal today to make up for everyone."

I did make a bit of a joke, so I scratched my head and apologized to everyone.

"You? I believe in killing people, forget about cooking." Monshi Yamada poured a basin of cold water on Sheng Ziyang. We are all rough guys, why do you know how to cook? Don't make it taste worse than Asahina.

"I learned cooking in China, are you sure you don't want it?"

"Tian... Tian... Chao?" Owada Monshi's eyes widened, "Could it be the legendary country of cooking, the killer ghost of cooking, Tian Chao!"

When Owada Monshi heard that Sheng Ziyang had learned cooking in Tianchao, he changed his previous disdain. He recalled the Chinese food he had eaten with his eldest brother and his mouth almost watered. With a flattering smile, he patted Sheng Ziyang on the shoulder. .

"Haha, brother, if I hadn't told you earlier, the Dragon King Temple would have been flooded. What do you think? If you give me an order, I will have no complaints whether it's washing or chopping vegetables."

Sheng Ziyang looked at the iron-clad Owada Monshi with a puzzled face. Is this kid starving?

"In that case, you should clean up these muttons."

"OK! Brother." After saying this, Owada Monshi carried a large piece of mutton and went to clean it.

"I'm here to help, too." Naegi also stood up, walked to the kitchen, and helped wash the dishes.

"I'm coming too." Maizono also followed Naegi and walked in.

"If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself. There is really no other way." Sangtian took pity on him and went to find something to do with his hands on his hips.

Everyone was busy looking for things to do. ,

The ingredients were quickly processed, and everyone looked at Sheng Ziyang eagerly, like a group of babies waiting to be fed.

Sheng Ziyang shook his head and smiled.

He picked up the kitchen knife and turned it into an afterimage. A few knife lights flashed, and the whole piece of mutton was broken down into small pieces, and the vegetables were cut into pieces for later use.

"Oh~" Everyone's eyes almost had little stars in their eyes.

Grabbing all the skewers, using force with your wrist, the skewers were thrown out, and inserted into the mutton pieces one by one. Each skewer had three pieces of fat and three pieces of lean meat.

"Oh!" Everyone's eyes were full of admiration.

Throw up all the meat skewers.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

Under Itachi's extremely fine chakra control, the temperature is controlled at 174.35 degrees Celsius, which is the most suitable for barbecue. At this temperature, the original flavor of the ingredients can be slowly roasted. If it is too low, it will be too slow, and if it is too high, it will be too burnt.

Turning on the Sharingan, Sheng Ziyang's super insight allows Sheng Ziyang to take care of every skewer, so that each skewer of meat is evenly wrapped in the flames. The orange-red flames lick the fresh and attractive meat skewers, and the fire light Makes the whole kitchen bright.

"Oh!!" Everyone's eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

The surface of the meat skewers slowly changes color, and the golden oil drips down from the tip of the skewer, making a sizzling sound when it hits the pool. An alluring aroma of meat began to emanate, tempting the gluttons in everyone's stomachs.

Finally, after the barbecue was completed, Sheng Ziyang placed the barbecued meat skewers on a plate and knocked Sangtian Lian's hand from grabbing it. I took out the cumin and chili powder from the spice cabinet, and after asking everyone about their taste, I added a little more.

"Wait a moment, there is only the last step." Sheng Ziyang ignored the tears in everyone's mouth and concentrated on preparing for the last step.

"Amaterasu!" The three magatama in Sheng Ziyang's eyes quickly rotated and turned into a triangular windmill, and the black flame spread out of thin air like a ghost.

Amaterasu's black flame disappears in an instant. The surface of the meat skewers is shrunk by Amaterasu's high temperature and becomes tight and elastic, but inside is the tender and juicy mutton. It is originally the rootless fire of Amaterasu's black flame. It brings a different taste to the food.

A strange, indescribable aroma instantly filled the entire canteen. In the eyes of everyone, the meat skewers in Sheng Ziyang's hands seemed to be emitting golden light.

"Okay, you can eat." Sheng Ziyang brought the food to everyone.

"I'm starting!!" Everyone started to scramble wildly. Seeing that even Chihiro Fujisaki joined the queue, Sheng Ziyang couldn't help but admire his cooking skills.

"Masaka! Is this the God of Cooking! Sure enough, you are actually a super high school level cook!" Monshi Owada stuffed meat skewers into his mouth while crazily flattering Sheng Ziyang.

"That's it. Only a country bumpkin like you will find it delicious." Togami dissed Yamada Monshi, but it might be more convincing if he stopped chewing food like a hamster.

"Yeah! It's so delicious. I'm so happy, Itachi-san." Naegi ate a bunch of food in his hands, glancing at the rest on the plate from time to time.

Celestia, on the other hand, said nothing and flicked her strings quickly, as if she was playing a video of a lady eating.

Sheng Ziyang roasted some more vegetables while they were eating, but they didn't roast them as fast as they ate them. When Sheng Ziyang's chakra was almost exhausted, they were finally full.

One after another, super high school students, like drinking water from the Zimu River, lay facelessly on the table with their big bellies.

"It's so good, I can't help it, it tastes so good."

"Why! Why didn't I meet Itachi-kun until now!"

"I will definitely find a super high school-level chef as a valet in the future."

"..."

Asahina looked at the empty plate in front of Sheng Ziyang, then glanced at the motionless "pig food" behind her, and then touched her stretched belly, feeling a sense of sadness.

"Really, don't leave any for me." After roasting the meat for a long time, he didn't even eat a single skewer.

"I'm so sorry, it's really delicious." Wu Yuan weakly apologized to Sheng Ziyang.

"That's right, we didn't do it on purpose, it's just that the food is too cunning and keeps getting into our mouths."

........

Well, Sheng Ziyang really didn't want to bake anymore, so he simply made a hot pot base using beef, chili, spices, etc. He boiled water over high heat, opened the dish, simmered for a while, and then opened the lid.

"I'm starting!" Sheng Ziyang picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat when a drop of cold sweat flowed down the back of his head.

Fifteen pairs of eyes stared at Sheng Ziyang... and his pot.

Asahina touched her belly, and tears flowed from the corners of her mouth unwillingly.