Chapter 18: Food Jar Series

As I just said to Tsunade, Shen Mo, the silent guest, is at least a person with his own pursuits and goals.

This pursuit is not just about power, it could be something else.

He started to work behind the kitchen counter with a very serious expression. Obviously, Shen Mo's silence and his familiar identity with Tsunade ignited his competitive spirit.

As a chef obsessed with ramen, his goal is to make customers like his ramen. It's very pure but steadfast.

"Guest, please taste it."

A bowl of steaming ramen was quickly placed in front of Shen Mo.

The chef's face wore a confident smile.

This bowl of ramen, whether it's the ingredients or the timing, is perfect, definitely the best he can offer.

"Meow." Fei Ju, who was lying on Shen Mo's shoulder, stretched her neck slightly, her cute little nose moving with a look of disdain.

Yes, it was a look of disdain.

Although it was a furry cat face, it was very anthropomorphic, especially those purple-blue pupils like gems, which were just like a picky little girl facing vegetables she didn't like.

The chef's mood became a bit subtle.

Can cats eat human food?

But there were also ninjas who brought their ninja dogs to eat ramen. At the very least, they should like the meaty aroma.

Shen Mo didn't care about the chef's feelings or say anything like "I'm going to eat now" to follow local customs. He just tasted the ramen carefully using the proper ramen-eating method, spooning some soup into his mouth first.

At the moment of the first bite, his brow furrowed.

The chef looked at him nervously.

"If you can't give a reason and just say it's not good, it's not acceptable." Tsunade propped up her chin with one hand, leaning sideways on the table with a clear look of interest. "I think Teuchi's skills are even better than before."

Shen Mo smiled and shook his head, putting down his spoon.

"It's not that it's not good, but compared to the ramen I've eaten, it can only be considered average."

This was the truth. This taste was definitely delicious, but it wasn't the kind of food that could make one's soul tremble with the ultimate enjoyment found in Shokugeki no Soma.

"Hey, hey, Uncle." Naruto stood up with a grumble, "Just now Tsunade-nee-san said that the ramen outside the village can't compare to the one made by the uncle, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Naruto!" Sakura quickly pressed down on Naruto's arm.

This was a person who came with Tsunade-sama, although they didn't know who he was, just by looking at his exquisite dress, they knew his status must be high.

"That's not a reason." Tsunade shook her head, "Unless you can prove what you said."

Actually, everyone here probably believed that Shen Mo was telling the truth. After all, he was from another world. But believing didn't mean they had to speak up for him.

This god...

"So—"

Silently, Shen Mo raised his palm and waved it lightly. In an instant, a covered bowl of ramen appeared abruptly on the table. Everyone, including Teuchi, was startled.

"What is this? Magic?" Naruto looked at the large bowl and then at Shen Mo, as if trying to figure out how he had hidden the ramen.

Sasuke was equally amazed. He didn't see any sealing scrolls, nor did he see any smoke from the scrolls. He couldn't figure out how Shen Mo had done it.

"Please enjoy," Shen Mo gestured.

This bowl of ramen was made by Satoshi Isshiki, also known as the "Demon King of Cuisine," from the world of Shokugeki. It represented the pinnacle of cuisine in that world.

Teuchi's heart began to beat uncontrollably. He cautiously reached out and touched the bowl, feeling the perfect temperature as if it had just come out of the pot. He looked at Shen Mo, gritted his teeth, and opened the lid.

The aroma instantly spread throughout the room, and everyone, including Sasuke, couldn't help but inhale deeply and salivate.

"What is this smell?" Naruto couldn't control his drooling and couldn't take his eyes off the bowl of ramen.

As for Teuchi, he was trembling all over, unable to believe the taste and quality of the broth. "The ultimate broth. There is not a hint of turbidity, maintaining an appetite-whetting color. And the shape of the noodles, the arrangement of the meat, what kind of meat is this..." Teuchi muttered to himself, in disbelief.

Teuchi was a person who loved ramen to the core. He had devoted almost his entire life to making ramen. Now, he felt as if he were experiencing the same feeling he had when he first tasted ramen.

"The best time to taste ramen is limited," Shen Mo reminded them.

Teuchi finally realized this and carefully scooped up some broth with a spoon and slowly put it in his mouth.

Everyone, including Naruto, watched him closely.

And then...

Tears streamed down his face. "This feeling, this feeling of being held by my mother..." Teuchi, an elderly man, trembled with emotion like a child and couldn't stop his tears, but he was also smiling happily. "So magical, so delicious, this is real ramen..."

Shen Mo smiled to himself, satisfied. It seemed that the new series of gourmet jars had found a buyer, but he didn't know how much Teuchi was willing to pay.