How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 168 Barbecue Party
After eating a pistol leg and a whole chicken wing, Kagawa's old stomach was greatly satisfied. After recharging her stomach, she immediately turned back to continue grilling the meat.

Ouyang Yating, who was at the back, shared another chicken drumstick with the other two people. The more they ate, the more they drooled. The chicken drumstick marinated with soy sauce and pepper had a slightly salty taste. The roasted skin and meat had a firm texture different from stewed chicken, which gave the three people a taste shock that was no less than the first taste of tofu. After finishing the chicken drumstick with great satisfaction, the three people looked at each other and reached for the roasted chicken on the plate at the same time.

When Kagawa brought over the second plate of barbecue, he saw a half-eaten roast chicken and three members who were slacking off and drinking juice happily nearby.

It's really annoying to be the only one working on this. Kagawa thought, and then he made a list and sent the three of them to get some things from the warehouse and go to the kitchen to prepare them before coming over to eat barbecue.

"Why are there so many vegetables? Is Kagawa going to use these and soy sauce to make a vegetarian meal?" Class monitor Lu Daiqing sat at the counter next to the kitchen and watched the three people (compared to modern people) skillfully cut tomatoes, potatoes, etc., while the kitchen AI washed and peeled the vegetables brought out from the warehouse. It's not that Lu Daiqing was making a fuss. Usually, the Tongue Club would practice with two people, and the remaining person would either give Kagawa extra lessons, help in the store, or chat with the small group of Class 8 of Senior 1. The three of them appeared in the kitchen together only when they were doing emergency cooking training for the classmates in the class.

The only possibility was that their president, Kagawa, had suddenly come up with something. But hadn't he just asked Little Star No. 1 and Little Star No. 2 to take stacks of heat-resistant rectangular plates out of the kitchen? What was he doing? Lu Daiqing touched his chin in confusion.

"I just finished a meat feast, and now I'm here to prepare some additional ingredients." After cutting tomatoes, Ino checked the light screen and was puzzled: Why bring so many vegetables? Do they have to be grilled too?

"Barbecue? Are you using the seasoning from your previous outdoor study project?" Lu Daiqing adjusted his glasses, recalled the taste of yesterday's beef noodles, and swallowed.

"Yes, it's used in conjunction with the newly built oven... oven? Oven? Something like that." Ino was trying to do two things at once, but couldn't remember the name of this ancient cooking equipment for a moment, so he decisively made up this term he had rarely heard of. "Anyway, it's completely different from the chicken soup or fried chicken that the president usually makes."

New kitchenware!
Chicken with a different taste!

The students of Class 8, Grade 1, who were quietly listening to the noises coming from the kitchen, and some of their schoolmates whose appetites had been spoiled by the Tongue Tip Club and Yue Xiang restaurants, could no longer sit still after hearing these two keywords. The students of Class 8, Grade 1, who had long mastered the skill of "rushing to Kagawa to eat the new food as soon as possible", quickly paid their star dollars and rushed out of the small restaurant and headed straight for the brick oven next to it.

The monitor Lu Daiqing was about to turn around and ask his class to help out. He looked at the empty seat behind him and could only laugh awkwardly. So when he was about to go into the kitchen to help out, Ouyang Yating, who had been silently chopping vegetables, suddenly turned around and said, "Monitor, you should come with us. The kitchen is already crowded."

"Student Ouyang, you're welcome. As the class monitor, I must..."

"Please go and have some barbecue." She said word by word.

It’s not that Ouyang Yating doesn’t want someone to help, but if the knife skills of these literally hungry and hungry kids in the class could reach the passing level, Kagawa wouldn’t have to immediately adjust the cooking plan for the school anniversary store after seeing the results of their week-long practice of cutting vegetables.

Ouyang Yating clearly remembered that Xiangchuan picked up the vegetable cutting results of his classmates and said with a frown: "I want you to cut into vegetable shreds, not vegetable slices."

This level is obvious. Even the squad leader Lu Daiqing is not much better. So instead of asking him to come over and cut the tomato slices into tomato wheels, it would be easier to send him to Xiangchuan to eat meat.

After watching squad leader Lu Daiqing, who kept looking back every few steps, leave, the three members of the Tongue Tip Society continued their work of cutting vegetables.

In front of the brick oven.

When the three of them and Little Star No. 1 brought the cut vegetables over, they saw a lively barbecue scene that looked like the one at the school anniversary celebration that had just happened.

Class monitor Lu Daiqing and class leaders such as Mandy and Fu Chengkai were helping to cut the meat. Nancy, who was the deputy class monitor, was sitting next to Xiangchuan with a plate of chicken legs and chatting with her about something. The students of Class 8, led by Long Xiaoxian and Qing Ke, were eating the meat in the baking pan at a speed as fast as a storm.

Ouyang Yating glanced at the five or six baking trays stacked on the ground, and once again refreshed her understanding of the speed at which her classmates ate. It was less than half an hour!
"Xiang... President, Xiaoxing No. 1 has already brought the vegetables and the things you asked for." Ouyang Yating declined the chicken leg handed over by Nancy, and moved closer to Xiangchuan and spoke loudly. It was too noisy nearby, and she couldn't hear people talking at normal volume.

"Okay, I'll be there now. Nancy, please keep an eye on the stove for me and call me over in five minutes." Kagawa turned around and saw several boxes of food brought over by Xiaoxing No. 1. His eyes lit up and he jumped over, directing Xiaoxing No. 1 to put the boxes on the plate.

When the class 8 people saw Kagawa coming, they also consciously made way. This person in their class is their gourmet expert, so they should be treated with respect. As for the other three, if there is something delicious, it's fine. If not, hello, classmate, goodbye, classmate.

Kagawa washed her hands, took out a piece of lettuce from the food box brought by Xiaoxing No. 1, and then put the cut beef on it, and then put a few slices of tomato, and took a bite. The sweetness of the lettuce and tomato perfectly neutralized the fat of the meat, and the stomach that had just been crazy about chicken and beef and was a little greasy was instantly revived. After stuffing two or three vegetable buns in a row, Kagawa touched her belly with satisfaction. At this time, she realized that the surroundings were very quiet. She turned her head and met the eyes of the students in her class who looked at her as if they were looking at some magical creature.

"What's wrong? If you want to eat it, you can wrap it yourself." Kagawa waved the lettuce leaves in his hand.

"Uh... eating uncooked vegetables?" Nan Ke, Mandy and others still couldn't adapt.

"Eating raw vegetables was very common in ancient times. One of the main features of this thing in my hand is that it can be eaten raw. It has a very crisp taste and is a little sweet. This vegetable is grown very well." As she spoke, Kagawa took a bite and licked her lips. She felt a little unsatisfied. In the city where she used to work, such crisp lettuce would have to be sold in the high-priced vegetable counters of supermarkets. It is indeed a fine variety that has been preserved after 30,000 years. "There are also tomatoes, carrots, cucumbers, etc. According to ancient records, quite a few vegetables can be eaten raw directly, and they even taste better than after being cooked."

Is this true or not? The students in Class 8 of Grade 1 looked at each other in bewilderment.

In fact, eating raw seafood was popular in ancient times. Kagawa muttered to himself, but it is too early for modern teenagers who are afraid to eat raw vegetables. Let's wait until our fleet achieves seafood freedom.

In the end, the three people who tried it were still the fearless Qiu Manman, Ouyang Yating, and after taking a bite, the four of them couldn't stop. Seeing this, the students around them, their appetite took over their physical fear, and they rushed up to join the ranks of making vegetable buns.

"If you really can't get used to eating lettuce, you can go to the restaurant and order a glass of juice to help you get rid of the greasiness. Eating only meat will easily make you nauseous." Kagawa reminded, while also not forgetting to drum up some business for her own small restaurant. Today's meal would probably use up a lot of the chicken inventory and the limited soy sauce, so at least she had to make back the money she spent on alcohol and drinks.

After saying that, she went back to the converter, sipping fruit milk and eating lettuce. There was no other way, protein was really filling, especially after eating four baked eggs. If it weren't for the juicy lettuce and tomatoes in front of her, she really wouldn't be able to eat anything else.

But grilling something else is fine. Kagawa picked up the eggplant and the customized small kitchen utensils from another food box sent by Little Star No. 1, skillfully cut the eggplant, spread it out, sprinkled minced garlic on it, drizzled soy sauce on it, and placed it on the edge of the baking tray, ready to grill it while waiting for the next round of grilling.

Xiangchuan was concentrating on processing the eggplants and did not notice that the army of vegetable buns behind him fell into an awkward silence because of the sudden arrival of their class teacher Zhu Bingwen and the principal.

After all, the break time has long passed. For the members of the Tongue Club, they are now testing new cooking equipment and making finished products through practical outdoor research, but for other clubs - this is skipping classes!

Everyone, including the class monitor Lu Daiqing and Qiu Manman, whose club was right next to the Tongue Club, were sweating profusely.

The principal really wanted to say something to them, but smelling the aroma that lured them here and the red and green vegetables in everyone's hands, he swallowed subconsciously and blurted out: "Can you give me one portion?"

Zhu Bingwen said, "I'll have one too. I'll add two more slices of this red one. It smells really good. Hey, classmate, are you going to buy something to drink? Please buy a glass of juice for me and the principal. I want apple juice and the principal wants orange juice."

Everyone in Class 8 of Senior 1: ...You two are really experienced in taking orders.