"No way?"
"This... the noodle in this bowl is actually 8 meters long?"
Upon learning the exact length of the noodle, Fuyumi Mizuhara couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
"Actually, it could be made even longer, but considering your appetite, the pairing of other ingredients, and the maximum capacity of my largest ceramic bowl, 8 meters for the noodle length is just right."
Looking at the slightly surprised Fuyumi, Sosuke could only reply with a light chuckle.
"I'm impressed. I've been studying pasta, oh no, studying noodles for so many years, and I've never seen such an outrageous noodle in the world."
Fuyumi Mizuhara still hadn't recovered from her shock at this moment.
"Just because you haven't seen it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
"The Su Lao San Ancient Noodles from Weishan, China, once had a single noodle reaching a length of 1704 meters, setting a Guinness World Record for the longest noodle!"
Sosuke explained again.
"A 1704-meter noodle, wouldn't that be terrifying?"
Hinata-ko muttered as she slowly picked up the noodle from the bowl with her chopsticks.
At this moment, those slightly clear soup droplets began to flow back into the bowl along the straightened noodle with a gurgling sound.
The 8-meter noodle, already longer than an arm, looked like a white jade curtain from afar, delicate yellow-white, hanging in mid-air, coupled with the curling white mist, truly it was:
Breathtakingly beautiful!
...
Afterward, she embraced a hopeful mindset.
Of course, she was also a bit impatient, craving this bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles, so she quickly blew on it and put it into her mouth.
Upon first taste, it felt very hot, so hot that her tongue had to suck in cool air.
But then, she could feel the noodle's tender whiteness, smoothness, chewiness, and elasticity.
Every time she lightly bit into it, she could feel a mouth full of wheat aroma, with the scent of green onion oil lingering between her lips and teeth, bringing joy to her stomach.
At the same time, Gin Dojima and the others also picked up the noodles with their chopsticks and desperately stuffed them into their mouths.
Such a long noodle, even if one had excellent lung capacity, it would be impossible to eat it all in one go.
Therefore, during the tasting process, they had to bite it off first.
Initially, everyone was a bit nonchalant, but the rich and full flavor instantly completely overturned their impression of the Soul Requiem Noodles.
And on the scene, all the diners were also intently watching Gin Dojima and the others.
Seeing them heartily eating the single noodle, they couldn't help but swallow, their throats feeling somewhat parched.
Slurp, slurp, the chewy and smooth noodle, upon entering the mouth, suddenly bent and bounced, each small break in the noodle making Gin Dojima and the others feel a particularly pure grain aroma!
...
"So that's it."
"The most important part of this bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles is not that there's only one noodle."
"But rather, the various ingredients and components blending together in the clear broth, creating wave after wave of different fresh flavors!"
"This causes that upon first taste, one can feel various subtle flavor molecules, like a tornado, rolling over the tongue. One must keep their mouth tightly closed to suppress this flavor."
"Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"
"It turns out that this seemingly ordinary, seemingly light broth is the soul of the entire noodle dish..."
Gin Dojima, who had just finished a mouthful of noodles, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
This bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles completely exceeded his imagination; all the regret he felt about it being just one noodle seemed to be wiped away at this moment!
And all the grievances between agricultural products and meat products were reconciled in this bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles. The strip-shaped staple food and some inconspicuous ingredients bathed together in the clear, rich broth, continuously emanating enticing aromas.
...
In fact, the experienced Gin Dojima.
He was very clear that the most authentic single noodle should be like Sosuke's, not about a recipe, but about strength and occasion.
If the ingredients were only flour and water, even the best noodles would be somewhat uninteresting.
Salt, alkali, and eggs, these "supporting roles" in daily life, greatly help to change the texture of noodles, often making the mouthfeel more interesting.
He knew that Sosuke secretly added some salt during the noodle-making process, and the sodium and chloride ions in it could prevent the electrostatic repulsion of gluten proteins.
This led to the easy formation of a strong and uniform gluten network during kneading, increasing the elasticity and extensibility of the noodles.
Hmm!
To put it bluntly.
A single noodle, being able to be stretched to 8 meters.
This phenomenon is certainly not detached from reality, but can be explained by some scientific principles.
Subsequently, Gin Dojima, feeling still unsatisfied, couldn't help but take another big gulp of the noodle soup.
Although the noodle soup always looked bland, it was clear that this bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles embodied a concept of "great simplicity"!
At the same time, Gin Dojima also understood that behind this "simplicity" often lay years of "complexity."
If he hadn't tasted it himself, he probably wouldn't have known that Sosuke's Soul Requiem Noodles contained so many things that amazed and praised him.
...
Slurp, slurp!
Slurp, slurp!
At the Izakaya, the sounds of eating noodles and drinking soup continuously echoed at this moment.
The balance between the noodles and the soup was handled perfectly, so much so that Gin Dojima and the others' consciousness gradually blurred, with only this bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles remaining in their minds!
The specific taste sensation was beyond linguistic description.
Simply put.
The noodles were exceptionally chewy.
Not the chewiness of rice noodles, but incredibly refreshing to slurp.
Many noodles themselves are not resistant to cooking or soaking, but Sosuke's Soul Requiem Noodles remained as clear as water even after the soup was cooked.
Finally, as the gurgling soup was drunk, the aroma rushed into their nasal passages and throats, permeating from head to toe.
A bowl of Soul Requiem Noodles made Gin Dojima, Shinomiya Kojiro, Hinata-ko, Fuyumi Mizuhara, Guan Shou Ping, and Donato Gotoda slowly close their eyes, quietly savoring the taste within!
They finally understood why this bowl of noodles was called Soul Requiem Noodles?
Afterward, they all seemed to have a very, very long dream, dreaming that they had traveled to a very, very distant place, and along the way, they saw many, many things!
However, upon waking up in an instant, they found that they hadn't gone anywhere at all, but had been sitting in the Izakaya the whole time.
Then, deeply imprinted before their eyes was only an empty ceramic bowl, as large as a bamboo hat, and... the handsome Chef and all the diners holding their breath! (End of Chapter)
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