How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 8 Taste suspense

Due to the protection of personal privacy in modern society, the young man and Xiang Weiguo and his wife did not continue to embarrass Xiangchuan, but changed the topic to the lunch just now and the yam cake they were eating now.

Lin Yu—that is, the young man who was regarded as the guest of honor by the parents of the three brothers and sisters picked up a piece of yam cake. The shredded apples are easy to chew. Generally speaking, they are swallowed after two or three mouthfuls. I still taste it again and again, and I am reluctant to part with it until the skin of the yam cake is completely melted.

"It's amazing workmanship. I didn't expect that just wrapping this layer of skin can make the fruit so delicious."

Xiangwei Guo took a bite of the yam cake stuffed with oranges, and couldn't help sighing. He has been engaged in food processing for many years and has a deep pursuit of deliciousness, so he has been working on improving the taste of liquid food and solid food. This makes Yuexiang Group, which was established less than 20 years ago, the most influential food processing enterprise in the third convoy.

Moon Ring's research on diet is now at a bottleneck. After all, the types of food materials that can be used and the development of liquid food by various fleets in the past 2 years have left little room for exploration and improvement. This time he took the initiative to connect with Lin Yu on the line. In order to obtain some new breakthroughs from the traditional agriculture of the First Fleet.

It's just that I didn't expect the opportunity to break through to be far away in the sky and right in front of me.

Although a luxurious meal at the Mondo Hotel was wasted, it was still earned.After all, Yuexiang Group had a new breakthrough after this lunch.

"The yam adds some texture and milky aroma to them, so it tastes more layered." Xiangchuan picked up a piece and tasted it. I have to say that the taste of the fruit is now more sour and sweet, and I don't know what technology is used to preserve it. For so long, "In addition to fruits, other sweets can also be put in it."

"Wouldn't that be too sweet?" Xiang Weiguo grasped the key point at once.

"Just eat it with some sweet and sour juice." Kagawa raised the orange juice in his hand.

It turns out that it is indeed a good idea to sell fruit juice and yam cake together.Xiang Weiguo nodded while listening, silently remembering it in his heart.

Lin Yu looked at Xiang Weiguo's absent-minded look, and had a plan in his mind.If there is no accident, Yuexiang will make some moves in the production of yam cakes and fruit juices. The yam that no one cares about in major pharmacies will usher in unprecedented changes. The third convoy of sharp weapons will undoubtedly change the embarrassment of no one interested in previous years, and become the communication partner of all major convoys.He rubbed his chin: Should he seek a chance for the First Ship Regiment of his hometown?

With their own thoughts in mind, Lin Yu and Xiang Weiguo coincidentally changed the topic from lunch and the close call in front of them, and began to talk about the recent movements of the first fleet.

Xiangxue was bored, so she took Xiangchuan and ran back to the entertainment room. Xiangqi stayed because she was interested in the movements of the various boat groups.

Being dragged by Xiangxue into the recreation room shared by the three siblings, looking at the big screens and all kinds of realistic guns and steering wheels in the arcade hall in the 21st century, Xiangchuan once again had the real feeling of "he is very rich". Because everyone in modern times has a terminal that is equivalent to a portable computer, probably there will be three desks with top-equipped computers in this room.

Xiangxue put the yam cake that she had just taken away on the small coffee table in the entertainment room, and the two sat on the floor, Xiangxue couldn't help but took another piece of yam cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Sister, are there a lot of delicious things like this in the information flow?"

She asked with bright eyes, this is the first time she has eaten such a sweet food since she was born.

"I don't know. We must know that our ancestors have spent more than 1 years in history, but there is a food history of more than 1 years in the information turmoil... Maybe it will be longer."

This is what Kagawa said in her heart. What she remembers is only some home-cooked dishes and simple desserts in the 21st century. When making some cakes and bread, she has to read the recipes repeatedly. When buying an oven and an air fryer, she ordered the two books by the way. She hasn't read the recipe carefully yet.Every country and every region has its own special cuisine, not to mention Huaxia, a multi-ethnic country where two adjacent cities have different food styles.

"For more than 1 years, if a new food is invented every year, there will be more than 1, which will allow me to eat the same food every month."

As Xiangxue thought about it, tears of grief and indignation at the loss of human food history instantly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"There are more than [-] kinds. Take this yam cake for example." Xiangchuan picked up a piece of yam cake and took a bite. "The orange filling on my hand is one kind, and the apple filling on your hand is one kind. Here, The yam part of the two kinds of yam cakes is transformed into a new food by adding some red beans and mung beans.”

Is it so perfunctory?Xiangxue wanted to complain, but when she thought about the solid food she usually ate, vegetables and grains were considered new food, and she couldn't refute the ancient earth people's division of food.Thinking of this, she couldn't help but took a bite of the yam cake, but the sweet snack quickly calmed her little unhappiness.

"It's so delicious," she couldn't help but sigh, "Why did our ancestors forget how to make such delicious food?"

Kagawa searched her "memory", and found no relevant records in the modern history she learned, she replied casually: "Who knows, maybe the taste changed after going to the universe. "

"But we all think this yam cake is delicious."

Faced with this question, Kagawa also felt puzzled.Obviously, the current staple food has become the smelly liquid that people in the 21st century cannot eat, and solid food that should not taste good from the attitude of my brother and sister even though I have never eaten it. The three elders, brothers and sisters of the food can use their sense of taste to distinguish the "delicious" food such as gnocchi and yam cake.

Since modern humans retain the concept of "delicious", why not develop the common ingredients listed by the kitchen AI for themselves, but be satisfied with unpalatable modern food?

This strange contradiction even made Xiangchuan feel that he had time-traveled into a very casual science fiction background web novel. Otherwise, how could he have encountered "21st century ancients using food to conquer future people" on the first day of time-traveling? A refreshing plot.

No matter how ridiculous it is, it might be that the strange young man was curious about me, thinking "Huh, interesting woman" and then started a bloody plot with me in which a little chef conquers a domineering president.

Thinking of Xiangchuan, he shuddered. This kind of situation seemed fine when he was a student. It really made his skin feel like goosebumps after he had experienced severe beatings from society.

Moreover, the young man's demeanor and behavior were very similar to her professor in college, who was almost 60 years old.The average age of modern people is 800 years old, and the modern self is actually 16 years old. If she really starts a relationship with the other person, then from the perspective of the 21st century... the picture is too beautiful and she doesn't want to see it, it will make her lose her desire for the world.

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