Chapter 346 WUDONG's TANGZHI

Chapter 347 WUDONG’s TANGZHI…

Amid Illya's cheers, a clay well was dug next to the bungalow, and while Qingji was telling the strange stories about Ono Huang and the well, a wooden well was built in front of the Japanese garden.

In the end, Shuo Yue wiped her cold sweat and slowly set up the faucet in front of the three courtyards. Beside him, the blond Dumao King was pacing back and forth, with his pretty face full of expectation and his distinctive cute painting. The wind made Shuo Yue repeatedly wonder if she had gone to the wrong set.

"Today's meal for the Emiya family"? But this is not Fuyuki, and I am not Emiya... Sakusuki wailed inwardly, racking his brains to think of a solution.

There is no doubt that the water flowing out of the faucet can only be drinking water... But when Artoria put on a pitiful expression and cautiously asked "Is it okay?", who can refuse such a silly king? ?

Didn’t you see that Master Ritsuka and Mordred were overly excited, one was dragged away by Mash, and the other was still rolling on the beach?

Shuo Yue also knows how cute Dai Mao is now, and how painful it will be when the EX curry stick is smeared on the face when the truth is revealed.

I'm so stupid, really.

Someone here is still crying, but Artoria can't wait any longer:

"I also want to confirm what you said before, saying that when the faucet was turned on, not only water came out, but also orange juice, and..."

Taking a deep breath, Miss Knight Wang murmured those words in a happy tone:

"WUDONG's TANGZHI...!"

Mashu, who came back in place of the Master, was shocked: "Oops, Miss Artoria was so excited that she couldn't speak clearly! Although the soup seems to be spelled that way!"

"Simple yet profound, I know very well how wonderful that dish called WUDONG is." I don't know which experience of being summoned made King Da Mao so impressed, "The soft, waxy and tough noodles are made with a lot of effort." The soup... looks simple but is actually a representative work of delicate cuisine! ”

"Speaking of Kagawa Prefecture, some people gave it a cute name: Udon Prefecture. Because Kagawa Prefecture is the hometown of Japanese handmade udon, you must eat udon noodles when you come to Takamatsu."

Shuo Yue smoothly explained the science to everyone, and also delayed time:

"The streets here are full of udon shops, and there are even some self-service udon shops. The shop provides you with cooked udon, and the diners can add onions and ginger themselves. The udon seasoning soup will be packed in a big bucket. , diners can turn on the faucet and pour the soup by themselves, so there is a saying: Udon soup will flow out when you turn on the faucet in Sanuki (the old name of Kagawa Prefecture).”

At some point, all the followers gathered around and listened quietly to Shuo Yue's talk about the knowledge that the Holy Grail did not grant. Even Illya, who was still a little awkward, slipped over with her good friends and sat in a row. , as if I was back in class and listened carefully.

Shuo Yue was quietly operating something on her hands, while she continued to tell anecdotes:

"What comes out of the faucet? Isn't this a special point of interest? As far as I know, what comes out of Matsuyama Airport in Ehime Prefecture is orange juice, Aichi Prefecture is tomato juice, and there is tea from Uji City Elementary School "Awamori Shochu" in an izakaya in Okinawa Prefecture, and what comes out of the faucet in the Awaji Expressway service area is Awaji Island's specialty onion soup.

Just listening to Shuo Yue's description, the customs from different regions are presented to everyone, which makes people endlessly daydream.

"Mr. Sakuzuki is so knowledgeable." Chloe held her chin and said with a smile, "By the way, the fried udon is also very delicious."

Shuo Yue's expression froze.

This Chloe, I must spank her hard next time, no, fill her completely with magic power!

"It's the way to eat udon noodles by frying them." Dai Mao immediately responded, "That one's not bad, it's really good. The aroma is simply unbearable."

Then the next moment, Artoria reacted.

"... Let's leave that aside for now! We are now talking about the issue of TANGZHI flowing out of the faucet! Hurry, let's confirm it! Hurry!"

Seeing that King Daimao got back to the topic so quickly, Shuo Yue twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and found that a group of followers were giving him gloating and sympathetic looks.

...You all know that he co-authored it! Did Ritsuka tell the truth? !

The corner of Shuo Yue's mouth twitched even more fiercely, and she was completely disappointed with the melon-eating crowd in Chaldea, but she still took a step back obediently and stretched out her hand to signal:

"Please, my king."

"Huh?!" She took a step back as if she was electrocuted. Arturia stared at Shuo Yue in disbelief, feeling a vague sense of familiarity in her heart. However, the temptation of delicious food quickly overcame her thoughts. She swallowed and held the unknown When the bowl appeared, he walked towards the faucet step by step.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, I aimed at the exit and turned on the faucet.

Clear, mellow, with a touching aroma.

The light red soup flows out, collects in the bowl, and condenses into a small gem-like lake.

Hot steam emerges, wandering mischievously in front of every pair of wide-open eyes, bringing a real and delicious smell.

After a short silence, everyone shouted in unison:

“…real udon soup?!”

A certain red-haired girl hidden in the crowd couldn't help it first. She ran forward and snatched the bowl from King Da Mao's hand... Without grabbing it, she simply lowered her head and took a big sip, which was very hot. cough.

"Ahem... is it true? This is actually true!"

"Master..." Daimao stared at Ritsuka dimly, wondering whether he should finish this bowl first and then draw his sword or have a warm wine fight to kill Huaxiong.

"Here, fresh udon." Shuoyue carried a bamboo basket, poured the soft snow-white udon into the soup, sprinkled chopped green onions, ginger and garlic, then stuffed the chopsticks into Altria's hand and bowed politely, "Summer Limited Edition Udon, please enjoy."

By the way, Shuoyue waved his hand, and the diamond-shaped space opened, and a group of servants fell into it with shouts and screams, and all were teleported to the other side of the sea. The surroundings suddenly became silent, with only Daimao holding the udon noodles, and Shuoyue sitting quietly on the doorstep, leaning against Draco.

"...I will never help you again next time." After being sent back to the original world without explanation to get the ingredients, cooking quickly and rushing back with the results, the little red dragon looked at the King of Dai Mao who began to taste the udon, then glared at Shuoyue fiercely and whispered.

"Hey?" Shuoyue stuck to Draco and took out two bowls of udon noodles like a magic trick, smiling, "Look, what is this?"

As long as it has been analyzed, he can project it. Of course, the udon soup is still the soup that Draco personally boiled.

Even if he has become like this, His Majesty Nero is still impeccable in cooking.

With a cold snort, Draco took the small bowl of udon and his face was slightly relieved.

"Hmm, you still have some conscience."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

In the distance, Artoria had already started eating quietly, with a look of happiness between her eyebrows, while Shuoyue and Draco sat side by side on the threshold of the Chinese courtyard, admiring the beauty of King Daimao and enjoying the rare food under Draco's death gaze.

Before those heartless guys come back, they can still spend a long time.

"Shuoyue, you heartless bastard! I'm a girl! I was suddenly thrown hundreds of meters high... Miyu was almost scared to tears?"

"Hmm (sound of swallowing food)?! Ritsuka? Why did you come back so quickly?"