Eternal food paradise

In the venue.

It's not much at all. One pot of "Baoshan Feilong Hot Pot" is less than half a bowl per person, so the soup and ingredients are divided up.

The discussion on ingredients comes to an end for now.

Obviously, compared with the desire to discover the mystery of the ingredients, the appetite that has already aroused at this time is the most urgent to be satisfied!

"Any more?"

Among the board members, there was an old man wearing a kimono, with a stooped body and thin hair. His wrinkled face was covered with blush, and he stared directly at Xia Yan.

The other members were also commotion, talking all over the place:

"Not enough, far from enough -"

“Another pot please!”

"One pot is not enough. I can definitely eat it all by myself! Don't fight with me. I want to eat it myself... I'm hungry!"

Compared to them, Dojima Gin, Shinomiya Kojiro, Saiba Joichiro and others were silent, with expressions of aftertaste and reflection on their faces.

"What do you think, Shinomiya?"

A big, generous hand was placed on the shoulder, and the warm masculine breath came through the clothes. Shinomiya Kojiro was excited and shocked. He looked a little cold and cast a disgusted look at Dojima Gin. Then be direct and distance yourself.

"Are you referring to the quality of the cooking?" Shinomiya snorted, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at the group of old guys in front of him, looking at these old naughty boys with excited expressions and quarrels, "This is the result. You can see it!”

Dojima Gin was helpless, "I mean, what did you eat and see in his dishes..."

Hearing this, Sigong's eyes suddenly became dazed.

Vast green forest.

Giant tree, cradle.

Then he was like an aborigine in the forest valley, blessed by the gods of nature. He was born to be the darling of magic. He could easily jump between tall trees, and he could stand on the branches of the tallest and largest ancient trees and look up at the horizon. The rising sun.

All in all, after eating half a bowl of food, the sweating stopped slightly and the heat in the body calmed down, but there was still a light and elegant mood filling my heart.

Shinomiya did not say anything specific, but carefully observed the expression on Dojima Gin's eyebrows that was different from usual, and then smiled: "Being able to convey what you want to convey in the hearts of diners like this is [broken painting] Ah... there is something 'something', quite real... conveyed from the world of cooking on the tip of my tongue!"

Dojima's silver eyes turned dark, "Oh, is that just like this?"

He appears to have a higher level of perspective.

He raised his hand and pointed at the soles of Shinomiya Kojiro's feet, "Take two steps."

Um?

With suspicion written all over his face, Shinomiya took it seriously. He considered Dojima Gin's words, actions, and expressions, and concluded that he was not teasing anyone, so he tentatively decided to take two steps.

However, as soon as his right foot stepped out and landed on the ground, there was a "pop" sound.

The sound of landing.

And the touch on my feet.

strangeness!

Sigong's expression suddenly changed from calm to shock and disbelief.

…

Dismissed.

A group of old men on the board of directors failed to get a second pot of dishes, and were all dismissed by Xia Yan on the grounds that "the ingredients are expensive and limited."

In fact, he found an excuse to return to Ji Xing Lao, but he actually used the two sets of ingredients he bought from the system. Seeing that Xia Yan was determined to kill him and refused to let go, the people on the board of directors not only had nothing to do with him, but also had to be nice and angry. , lined up to send business cards.

So he lost two sets of ingredients and got a lot of business cards in his backhand. Xia Yan flipped through two of them. They were some kind of industrial giants and supply chain giants. He didn't care about the friendship with the big guys. The key was "at the table, at the table." "The title has a great influence on Totsuki Campus and the world of Shokuki, which is what he urgently needs!"

[Deviation value (Shiji World) +5%].

Such a reminder suddenly popped up after the old men left one after another.

That’s it! Huge fat!

Xia Yan praised, but he was in no rush to use these 5% resources. He had gained too much from the previous trip and needed time to digest it silently. For example, the second task that popped up just now:

[‘The lost delicacy’ (2). 】

Content: Use the berry part of the "Carnivorous Vine" to make a special dessert. The characteristics/index are not limited, and the form and style of the recipe are not limited.

Time limit: 30 days.

Reward: "Recipe Blessing Bag" (Chinese Series, Food Halberd Series)*1, 5 idle skill points.

"You really don't know how to make special snacks!" Xia Yan clicked his tongue.

…

Not everyone left.

In the venue, Saiba Joichiro and Nakiri Senzaemon deliberately stayed behind.

"This "paper pot" has more form than meaning, right? "Senzaemon stepped forward leisurely and grabbed the pot that was sitting on the stove and had not been thrown away as scrap.

Although he asked this question, Senzaemon took the "paper pot" seriously and dismantled the outer layer of tin foil first, and then removed the inner layer of hard kitchen paper that served as the inner lining, one by one. Zhang took them out and arranged them neatly on the kitchen counter.

The paper remained intact and did not break at all during the cooking process.

As for filtering impurities and so on.

There were some small particles on the paper, but this level was not enough to attract Nakiri Senzaemon's attention. Moreover, from a scientific point of view, Ren Xiayan made extravagant claims, saying that the "paper pot" has its own function of filtering impurities. , Commander Yuanyue probably doesn’t believe it at all.

Glancing at the things disassembled on the table, Nakiri Senzaemon was stunned for a long time, "I still don't understand it, and I can't find any mystery."

Xia Yan simply raised his hand and said, "Actually, it's just a formality."

“Or, it can also be called a ‘sense of ritual’.”

"I think having such a ceremony is a tribute to the classics."

Xia Yan added in his mind: Yes, the inner flavor and the sense of ritual that injects into the soul are indispensable!

pay tribute?

Saiba Joichiro and Nakiri Senzaemon were both shocked.

"Isn't this your recipe?"

Xia Yan shook his head, "No, what you just saw and ate is my recipe and my dishes."

Saiba Joichiro made a "tsk" sound in his mouth, and did not bother about the recipe. Instead, he asked seriously: "So, the soup that is cooked has sufficient flavor and remains clear with no impurities. This is because Super strong control over fire?”

"yes!"

This answer without hesitation made Caibo Chaoyang on the other end of the voice call it impossible.

The soup is delicious, but the ingredients are not overcooked.

Such "heat" is not scientific at all!

It’s definitely not modern gastronomy anyway!

…

In the parking lot, in a business multi-seater car.

Gin Dojima, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, turned his head to look at the "Moon and Sky" venue, turned around, got into the car, and closed the door.

"Go directly to Totsuki Resort Hotel Totsuki Rikyu in Lake Ashi." Dojima Gin said to the driver. He lowered his head and looked at his watch. He guessed that time was tight and he was afraid that he would be late for a while, so that the group of people would be late. The lovely first graders have waited a long time.

"I can't make it on time."

Shinomiya Kojiro suddenly said from the back seat.

Dojima Gin didn't even look back. He rested his head on the soft cushion of the passenger seat and exhaled: "It's okay. Hinatako and Wutongda must have arrived. By the way, Professor Chapelle can take charge of the situation first..." "

"I'm here." Another deep voice also came from the back row.

Dojima Gin slapped his forehead, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you also stayed to witness this incident of 'breaking school history'!"

The owner of the voice is naturally Roland Chapel.

In the original work, several important people in charge of "residential study" were actually delayed by one thing. They knew they would be late, but they showed no signs of annoyance in their words or deeds.

Beep beep, the car engine started and drove straight to the outskirts of Tokyo.

As for Dojima Gin, who had a cushioned headrest, he was not in the mood for small talk, and no one took the initiative to talk to him. If you were looking at it from a God's perspective, you would find that the three passengers in the car at this moment were all lying in a similar sleeping position. His face was gradually covered by a peaceful and tranquil expression.

call--

The breeze blows.

Wake up in a swaying rattan basket.

Dojima Gin, who thought he had fallen asleep, lowered his head to look at the milky-white, mucus-oozing "tentacles" sucking his belly button, and then looked at the towering giant trees in his field of vision, his eyes full of wonder, "Another Are you back? The mother tree..."

Dojima Gin clenched his fists.

It was not an illusion. He had been exercising for many years and had a terrifying physique. He found that his strength suddenly increased significantly.

"Well……"

There was movement from the cradle and basket next door.

Dojima Gin looked sideways and saw Shinomiya Kojiro and Professor Roland Chapel not far away, breathing with their eyes closed, looking intoxicated, as if they were immersed in some strange fragrance.

On the soles of their feet, there were mushrooms growing in tree holes, and strange plants with rattan nets that seemed to be waiting for prey to fall into the net.