Eternal food paradise

then.

Seeing that Nakiri Erina didn't intend to leave, Xia Yan didn't chase anyone away. He went to the water table where he practiced yesterday. While carrying a small whetstone to sharpen the knife, he secretly Shout:

"open!"

"Open again--"

Of course, Nakiri Erina couldn't see it. Only Xia Yan could see the brilliant fireworks that exploded one after another.

That’s the cool special effect of opening a lucky bag.

Xia Yan, who originally thought that the fireworks would be brilliant and the results would be miserable, took a look at his personal panel and saw that the number of idle skill points suddenly jumped from "0" to "6".

Hold the grass!

"One opened a 2-point guarantee."

"One goes straight to the top at 4 o'clock?!"

"Is this a crazy swing between guaranteed Africa and European emperors?"

Xia Yan shook his head slightly. He was not too entangled in opening the lucky bags, nor did he imagine that both of his lucky bags could explode, with a maximum random value of 8 points.

You know, when you have such a bold idea, it is often a warning sign of spending money to buy a blessing bag. The problem is that there is no way for him to spend money to buy a lucky bag, so he can only recite Buddhist scriptures silently for a while to let his mentality return to the Buddhist system.

""Seven Stars Breaking the Army Quickly Cuts", 9/50. "

Invest all the 6 points you just opened at once.

The progress bar has increased to 9/50.

Looking at the numerical value, Xia Yan felt uncomfortable for a while: "Beep Gou, if 10/50 doesn't look much better, besides, with 10 points of progress, there will definitely be a hidden small step of qualitative change..."

He paired the kitchen knife that he had just sharpened to become even sharper with the unique knife skills that he had just completed that had greatly improved.

It was used on a 'salmon' that had just been fished out and was lying on the chopping board of the water table, still looking confused and unable to realize what had happened.

In the eyes of Nakiri Erina.

"laugh!"

The sword flashed.

There seems to be no difference compared to last night.

I saw the chef with superb knife skills, his expression was also calm, the knife edge slashed across the belly of the fish, and he saw a pool of fresh fish eggs on the chopping board. He nodded slightly, raised his hand, and made a "plop" splash. The fish fell back into the pond.

"Um?!"

Nakiri Erina finally observed a subtle difference.

Last night, the fish that entered the water would occasionally bring out blood beads when they flicked their tails and swam, and then the blood quickly diluted in the pool and disappeared completely.

But this time...

Not a trace of blood!

Incredibly clean!

Nakiri Erina looked at the pond, she seemed very happy to be back in the water, and there was a rush of fish.

Pursing her lips tightly, the girl suddenly took out her mobile phone and set up the angle and lens.

She felt the need to make another snitch.

…

About noon time.

Dojima Gin and Yukihira Joichiro, a pair of gay friends from Totsuki's golden age, are visiting Nakiri's house.

The two of them and Nakiri Senzaemon exchanged opinions on the recent trend of "treasure ingredients".

"Commander, you don't have to worry too much."

"Although the ingredients can determine the outcome of a Shoji match, in the final analysis, it is the cooking skills that really tip the scales!"

Yukihira Joichiro's edges have long been smoothed away by time. He is no longer the arrogant genius who left school before graduating from high school in his high school years. Now, sitting in the tea room, he is just a mature and steady middle-aged man.

As the youngest member of Totsuki's board of directors and Senzaemon's confidant, Gin Dojima knew what the old man was worried about and worked hard for. He said with a smile:

"The world is so big. If we Yuanyue can get a treasure fish, then other people and other organizations can also get treasure ingredients. It may also be fish, but it is more likely to be other kinds of creatures."

"The core competitiveness of our Totsuki Kingdom is actually backed by the top academy, Totsuki. Even if we fall behind early on, there is no need to worry. Generation after generation of culinary elites are pouring out from Totsuki Academy. It turns out that their youth, their vitality, and their creativity are the unbreakable bricks and tiles of the Yuanyue Kingdom..."

Just as he said this, the old man's cell phone beeped.

After Dojima Gin spoke for a moment, he saw the old man who was listening carefully, his face slightly changed, and he moved closer to the phone screen.

After a few minutes, the old man clicked the replay button on the video again.

"Commander-in-Chief?"

Dojima Gin tried to shout, but the old man didn't respond.

Seeing this, Kazuhei Joichiro looked at him in surprise and curiosity. The two of them moved their buttocks to the side and behind Senzaemon, and saw the content on the phone screen.

A chef, holding a long blade, was performing the routine operation of "disemboweling and retrieving eggs" from several different female fish species.

The issue is!

Not only did it not stun the fish, but it was fine.

I saw the big fish that was swimming vigorously in the water tank just a moment ago, lying like this on the water table.

Dojima Gin raised his eyebrows: "Beheaded alive? I'm afraid I haven't seen large fish struggling crazily in pain..."

Because the chef had his back to the camera and had changed into a set of white kitchen attire to protect against juice and blood, Dojima Gin did not recognize the student in the video.

But the next second.

"thump"!

Seeing the pool, water splashed everywhere.

Not only did the fish return to the pond at the speed of light, there was another pool of plump fish eggs with good color on the chopping board of the water table.

"What happened?"

Dojima Gin was dumbfounded.

Joichiro Yukihira, who had been watching the video carefully without talking or being distracted, cast an incomprehensible look at his good friend, with an expression like this:

"!"

After a while, the atmosphere in the tea room returned to normal.

But suddenly, the unfinished topic could not be continued no matter what.

Nakiri Senzaemon also lamented that the two of them expressed confusion:

"It's only one night!"

"What is it that caused him to suddenly become much more accomplished in that kind of 'Quick Cutting Technique' in just one night?"

After saying that, the old man suddenly stood up.

At the lattice sliding door, putting on his signature clogs, Senzaemon did not forget to greet the confused two people: "Gin, what you just said is right. The advantage of Totsuki Kingdom lies in the bricks. , piece by piece!"

"Youth, energy, creativity?"

After a pause, the old man smiled meaningfully and said: "Let's go, we old guys can't solve it, maybe we can get the answer from the young people..."

so.

Are you here to find answers?

Following Senzaemon, he sat in the back seat of the car and looked out the window at the increasingly familiar scenery.

Finally, the car stopped at the fountain square of a luxurious villa.

Dojima Gin opened the door and got out of the car, and opened his mouth: "Commander, this is the headquarters of the research institute. We don't have the answer you want!"

…

The tea room where I had just stayed, the hot tea that had not yet been finished, was filled with mist.

The TV that was not turned off, a professional food news channel, broadcast a live news:

"Gifts from the ocean take you directly to the scene where celebrity chefs slaughter and cook 'treasure-level fish'!"

The camera suddenly jumped from Tokyo to Hokkaido, which is still covered in ice and snow.

A young chef wearing a peaked cap and a veil around his neck slowly walked into the camera.