v27 Chapter 85： Hand-Pulled Noodle (2/2)

For the puzzlement and doubts surrounding him, Sun Wukong turned a deaf ear, took out the flour, poured the right amount of water, put the palm on top of the flour, and gently rotated it. The flour spontaneously rotated and blended at an amazing speed, and gradually became the shape of the dough

This was a magical performance, and the voice of questioning instantly turned into an exclaim: ”Wow! What is this? !!! How did he do it ?!”

”Flour is spinning and blending by myself? Am I dazzled ????”

”Is this the rumored 'kung fu'? Isn't it true ?!” On the jury, the sisters of the thousand watch Natsuya who saw this scene were also stunned.

Regarding some rumors of Sun Wukong, they naturally heard something, but seeing with their own eyes, Che is still so shocking, especially when viewed from such a close distance.

”This kid still has this hand.” Qi Qianxian Zuomen's eyes twinkled, his face surprised: ”Kung Fu? Or magic? This kid is getting more and more mysterious.”

Sun Wukong ignored the exclaimed surroundings, and the flour quickly spun and glued. In a minute or two, a pliable dough was formed, which was then thrown into the air by Sun Wukong, picking up small knives for the dough flying in the air Up and down, flew up and down, opened the lid, and stayed in the empty dough suddenly turned into noodles of uniform thickness and scattered in the pot.

These incredible scenes saw everyone in the audience rising from their seats, again in an uproar!

Chiba Natsuya's **** little mouth also opened into an o-shape: ”This dough is cut into fine noodles after a few clicks? How did this happen? !!!”

”Is this guy a magician? This is incredible too!”

But in five minutes, Sun Wukong's ramen was finished.

Looking at the cool side of Tochiba, he is still busy making soup.

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and five dressed ramen had flew steadily before the five judges.

”Isn't there even a side dish?” A judge looked at the ramen at the table, and was already fascinated by the scent. The noodles in the bowl made him very confused.

Sun Wukong gave him a faint look at him: ”Being able to try the ramen I made with my own hands is already a blessing that you can't repair in a lifetime. Do you still want to garnish?”

”Uh, I'm sorry!” The judge was obviously frightened by Sun Wukong's eyes and aura. He hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, and focused his attention on the ramen in front of him again.

Misaki Senemon looked at the monotonous ramen in front of him, and only smelled it, the clothing had cracked and became breastless: ”It's amazing! This monotonous ramen seems to contain unknown people It ’s delicious! ”

With that said, picking up the chopsticks, the moment when the ramen was just stirred, the heat burst out, with a strong fragrance, wandering around every corner of the scene.

”Ah, it smells good!”

At this moment, everyone was drooling, with dementia in his face, sticking his tongue out, his eyes narrowed like a pug.

The five judges, such as Qiqianxian Zuomen, couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and take a sip. The five people's expressions were surprisingly consistent. They all showed extraordinarily pleasant expressions, their eyes flashed, like in a cartoon world. Characters.

”Ah, Master Goku's ramen is so delicious!” Sister Chiba Natsuya was exhaling at this moment, full of temptation all over her: ”It's almost like being played by him but it's really fun! !!! ”

Looking at the expressions on the faces of the five judges, Sun Wukong shook his head: ”If you can send your ramen at will, you can also show such a look. It is really a group of guys who have never seen the world before.” ..