Eternal food paradise

Soon, Xia Yan's extra tea party side dishes were divided up again.

But what is obvious is that everyone stayed absolutely awake while eating this special 'Pepper Grilled Mackerel' this time.

The fish roe and drinks mentioned above are just for the sake of eating and getting drunk.

But this dish, which is the base of the tea party, has a completely different magic.

Even Tian Suohui, who was timid and had a bit of low self-esteem, couldn't help but stretched out generously, and her sweet sighs of "comfort" never stopped.

“So comfortable!”

"Yes, it's like soaking in a hot spring for a long time, and the bones are softened." Yoshino Yuki simply put her little head on the shoulder of Ryoko Sakaki next to her.

And Ryoko Sakaki, an intellectual girl, hid her mouth and yawned, rubbing her eyes with sleepiness: "After soaking in the hot spring for too long, my body became light, and all the burdens were relieved. Instead, I wanted to lie down on the bed and have a deep sleep." Did you sleep?"

As for Yukihira Souma, he only took one bite and his chopsticks were hanging in the air, in a state of brain failure.

In fact, he was very familiar with that kind of mud monster.

In other words, he is familiar with "tentacles".

Who knows that he has a very good dish called 'Peanut Butter with Squid Feet'? Anyway, dark activities such as playing with tentacles and slimes are commonplace for a boy with the nickname "King of Medicine".

However, Yukihira Soma never imagined that one day, he would be crawled all over his body by other people's mud monsters and slimes.

It's hard to breathe!

A palm rested on his shoulder.

It was a familiar position, where his father liked to put his hand when comforting people, but this time it was replaced by the dormitory boss, Isek Hui.

"How do you feel?"

I thought Yise Hui asked him what he ate in Xia Yan's dishes.

Yukihira Soma put his fingers under his nose and on his lips, groping around and answered: "...I really felt the 'all things wake up' in Senior Xia Yan's mackerel dish."

"If my dishes can be said to be 'the beginning of spring', allowing tasters to see the scene of the first melting snow in winter..."

"Senior Xia Yan's dishes took us directly to a land full of spring, with lively fish, and even the vegetables that broke through the ice and started sprouting, clustered around our ankles, seemed to be releasing freshness and life into our bodies. The magic..."

Listen to what Yukihira Souma has to say.

However, Yise Hui was obviously stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand in a funny way: "I'm not asking you about your taste, nor am I asking you to write a short composition."

"I'm asking you, do you regret setting up such a powerful and stalwart goal?"

When he met Yi Sehui, his eyes were no longer squinted, but his eyes were filled with some kind of profound meaning.

Although there was cold sweat on his face, Yukihira Souma said without hesitation: "I don't regret it! This is my father's intention in sending me to Totsuki!"

"Very good, you are a qualified member of Jixingliao. You already have the courage to survive in Yuanyue——"

He patted Souma Yukihira on the shoulder again.

Isshiki Hui no longer cared about Yukihira Soma, who was lowering his head and thinking, and walked directly behind Xia Yan, who was turning around Marui Zenji's bookshelf, and lowered his voice and complained in an extremely low voice:

"abnormal!"

Xia Yan was flipping through the book without looking back: "Only in terms of perversion, I'm far inferior to you, Isshiki."

The person behind him took a deep breath.

"My 'pervert' refers to your cooking skills!"

"It has not been half a month since you came up with the 'pseudo-vanilla formula' at the last tea party. However, at this second welcome tea party, your formula has already been achieved. It is easily integrated into a dish and a dinner plate. There is no sense of violation and!"

Pause.

Yise Hui looked strange: "By the way, how come the dish 'Grilled Sichuan Peppercorn Fish' collided with the recipe in my mind? Having said that, I haven't used the dormitory's public kitchen to research dishes recently, why is it so wrong? It seems like I should have come up with this dish..."

Xia Yan, who had his back turned to him, paused while turning the book, and his shoulders shook slightly.

Hearing the confused words behind him, Xia Yan almost laughed out loud.

You deserve to be called into the fire!

It is here that I stole a small fragment of the plot from the original train track!

…

The next day.

Xia Yan gets up normally, goes out normally, and goes to class normally.

However, the top ten have many privileges, and the biggest difference between the second-year and first-year courses is the proportion of theoretical classes and practical classes.

It can be said that theoretical courses and practical courses go hand in hand in the first grade, and both are taken together. The classic representatives of practical courses are ‘residential study’, ‘autumn selection’ and ‘field study’.

In the second grade, there are a lot of practical activities inside and outside the school. Thanks to the privilege of being a top ten, Xia Yan is very successful in many classes and activities. This is why he is trying hard to win the status of being a top ten. In Totsuki School, those who transcend their status as students and act freely and freely must be among the top ten.

Therefore, after just a brief appearance in a practical class, Xia Yan left the teaching area at 10 o'clock in the morning and came to the research institute headquarters in the back mountain.

Go directly to his room.

Unexpectedly, the door was only ajar. Xia Yan opened the door and found a girl holding a notebook and a ballpoint pen, walking back and forth between several transparent fish tanks and tiled pools, lowering her head from time to time to write down something.

"...Salmon No. 1, death!"

"Salmon No. 9 is languid and on the verge of death!"

After roughly recording it, Erina Nakiri bit the tip of her ballpoint pen and frowned, "Even if the fish didn't die immediately yesterday, today, the survival rate is less than 50%."

Then, a person suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

"Did I come to the wrong room?"

Xia Yan looked up at the door number of the laboratory. He saw the copper door number that had been inlaid on the door panel, with the square Chinese characters for "Xia Yanzhang" written on it. After confirming that he had made the right move, he looked at it with a funny look of guilty conscience and handed over the notebook. The girl hiding behind said:

"I'm just an assistant. Well, seeing how you record my research so seriously, is it possible that you want to be the assistant's assistant? That's good. The assistant's assistant is ugly and hard to call. From now on, I'll call you Nakiri Recording Officer... "

Hearing this, Nakiri Erina bit her lip, almost dropped her notebook, and slapped her face full of joking smiles.

"This is... grandpa, uh, the commander-in-chief asked me to do it!"

In order to make her behavior appear righteous and okay, the girl moved out a giant Buddha.

"The question is, how does the commander-in-chief know what I am researching and tinkering with?"

Xia Yan was leisurely looking around the room, pointing at the clean corners, "There is no surveillance or cameras at all! Who is it, making a report!"

The girl was silent for a moment, but her ears were red.

Xia Yan was secretly happy.

Originally, he saw Erina being sneaky and deliberately teased her. He didn't keep any treasures in his laboratory, so Xia Yan was not afraid of anyone thinking about it.

Just tease a few words and stop in moderation.

With the girl's arrogance and bad temper, if she talks too much and storms out, the situation will be difficult to deal with.

It's not to coax this eldest lady, but because Xia Yan doesn't want his house to be noisy, which will greatly affect his opening of the lucky bag.