Eternal food paradise

"Halloween Eyeballs."

This is the recipe Xia Yan chose. Of course, judging from the actual appearance and combination on the dinner plate, it would be more appropriate to call it "Bloody Eyeball Salad".

"The complete eyeball of the Changing Sea Spirit", almost intact, is placed in the middle of the plate.

His palm-sized eyes were surrounded by a muddy "blood stain".

What's the actual situation?

In fact, it is a pulp made from red pitaya pulp that is crushed into a food processor.

In addition, the selection of other fruits obviously follows a certain formula. They are not the fragrant pears, avocados, and chocolate beans that are common in Western Halloween recipes, but mushrooms, jams, soft things that look like dough balls, and peeled fruits one by one. White plant rhizome.

"Why?"

Erina couldn't care less about the broken family atmosphere. She stared blankly at the dinner plate, her beautiful eyes widening.

"Elven mushrooms, jam made from the fruits of the carnivorous vine, bread cubes made from the starch of the carnivorous vine, and fresh vegetable stems from the carnivorous vine." She identified the ingredients on the plate word by word.

The old man Senzaemon coughed:

"And the athelia fruit."

"Hmm, from the analysis of the compound odor emitted, that rich coffee bean flavor is probably 'Dragon Coffee Bean'?"

"Wreathwort and night sage are certain. The autumn selection finals have just ended. The flavors of these two materials are almost engraved in my mind."

"What else..."

Senzaemon's eyes narrowed.

He is a pseudo-dragon chef looking for a breakthrough.

I can't see through the dishes on the plate. The recipes and combinations are clearly in front of me, but the combination and arrangement of these "materials", the inner structure and formula, are like being covered with a thick fog. Looking over, I can vaguely see the scenery. The outline, but if you want to see it clearly, you can't take a step beyond it.

Erina bit her lower lip and said a little unwillingly:

"Ah, damn it, the ingredients are obviously unlocked in the group store, why do you put this stinky guy on the dinner plate, giving people the feeling of being reborn and reborn?"

"Hey, don't compare me with ordinary students. If I limit myself to the two ingredients of forget-me-not and night sage, I can also serve you dishes that will surprise you." Xia Yan hit her head in a funny way.

Next to them, Nakamura Hisagi and Nakiri Shinagi were listening to the questions and answers from these three people, and suddenly they felt - the times have changed, adults?

Forget-me-not, night sage.

It was the content of the autumn election finals not long ago.

As for the carnivorous vines, dragon coffee beans, and Aselia fruit, they have also heard about them because the "Dark Castle" restaurant has been operating normally and has gradually become a new trend in the neon dark cuisine industry.

But if you actually come into contact with it, get the real thing, test it or cook it and eat it.

That's not even once.

But why do Erina and Senzaemon both look so understanding and seem to have vomited?

"Auntie, are you still satisfied?" Xia Yan asked knowingly and looked at Nagiri Shinagi, whose sitting posture was completely broken.

Well, his face is crimson and his eyes are blurred.

This "drug" obviously succeeded.

Just relying on the smell makes this picky mature woman, who is cursed by God's tongue, unable to control herself.

But this kind of questioning is not for shy little girls.

Nakiri Shinagi snorted and said forcefully: "Thank you very much, I am very satisfied. Now I will start to taste Chef Xia's craftsmanship and give you an absolutely fair evaluation based on the standards of a W.G.O special executive officer. evaluate!"

Mother?

This mother-in-law, no, this eldest sister is really... Xia Yan opened his mouth slightly.

"Where's the fork -" Nakiri Managi's upper body leaned forward completely, and the considerable evil object was pressed against the low table on the tatami. His breathing was slightly rapid, and he glanced around and found no tableware.

"Ahem, wait a minute, there's still one step left for this dish!"

Xia Yan went to the back kitchen of Nakiri's house and returned quickly holding a strange square-headed kitchen knife.

Erina was stunned, "This knife is..."

Senzaemon stood up suddenly: "Chinese kitchen knife...Eirei sword?!"

"Why are there Chinese kitchen knives in the master's kitchen?" Nakiri Managi was surprised. "Did the master hire a chef who is good at Chinese cuisine? I remember that in the past, the house usually only had Western and Japanese kitchen utensils."

Erina glanced at her astonished mother and said, "No, the kitchen at home is still full of Western and Japanese kitchen utensils."

She couldn't say that Xia Yan actually took out her own kitchen utensils from her "backpack", right?

Regarding the way to retrieve items from the inventory.

The girl who is already an "old player" of the "Chinese Ichiban" park is very familiar with it.

"Old man, it's not [Yongling Knife]." Xia Yan changed his grip to grasping, grabbing the back of the square-headed kitchen knife with one hand, letting the handle of the knife show out.

The relief sculpture of a phoenix spreading its wings is surrounded by a handle made of unknown material, and at the end is a lifelike bird's head.

Therefore, this is the [Garuda Sword], not the [Eternal Spirit Sword].

These two sister knives, if you put aside the dragon pattern and auspicious phoenix pattern, the only difference in appearance is the engraved mythical beast on the handle.

"It's the Garuda Sword." Xia Yan said softly.

His eyes swept over the old man and Erina, who were still confused, and he continued to add:

"It's an Easter egg after winning the "Wanfuqiao Cooking Competition". Mrs. Chen gave me the treasure map. With the help of the Zhu Qitian King, I successfully found the sleeping location of the legendary kitchen utensils. "

Nakamura Thistle, Nakiri Shinagi:? ? ?

Legendary kitchenware?

The two felt like they couldn't keep up with the chat channel again.

"We all know these things in the live broadcast. You explained the causes and consequences." Erina waved her hand, "The key is, why can the kitchen utensils in the "Chinese Ichiban" park be summoned in reality?"

"This is the point!"

Senzaemon nodded, and his granddaughter's question was also the core of what he wanted to ask.

Reality? Xia Yan said "ha" and raised the corner of his mouth: "If you want to and get some special kitchen utensils, you can also open the group chat panel, call the system, and unlock the dimensional backpack."

‘Dimensional Backpack’ is a new feature that Xia Yan plans to update in the group chat in the next stage. Of course, it will consume group points and gradually unlock each slot.

The mainstream player group currently locked in the world of "Chonghua Ichiban" cannot enjoy it, and they have no need for it. However, everyone in the Shokuki World is different. They are special users and cannot be limited to one or two dimensions in the future. face.

Hear the words.

The eyes of the grandfather and granddaughter suddenly became hot.

"boom!"

Nakiri Shinagi, who was already tortured by his appetite, couldn't help but slap the table and shouted: "Stop trying to whet my appetite here, hurry up and complete the last step you said!"

Xia Yan chuckled: "Okay, I will give you the highest quality service, eldest sister."

Saying that, he took a step forward.

Hold the [Garuda Sword] normally.

The palm-sized eyes have been sliced.

After finishing, Xia Yan retreated.

Nakiri Shinagi seemed impatient. He gripped the fork tightly, picked up a piece of eyeball stained with dragon juice, and swallowed it in one gulp. The fork continued to stab other ingredients and quickly brought them to his mouth.

The originally graceful oval face suddenly swelled up and her appearance was about to collapse.

"Swallow~"

not far away.

Nakamura Ji saw the woman who had been on hunger strike for many years, eating so voraciously that she couldn't calm down. Her appetite seemed to be rushed out, eroding her sanity.

"I, I..." Nakamura Thistle said.

Immediately, Nakiri Shinagi cast a very wary look.

The fork in my hand was in the wind.

The other hand held the dinner plate firmly in front of his chest as if to protect his food.

Nakamura Thistle: "..."

My heart ached from holding in my breath.

What about the promise of being a couple for one day and a hundred days of grace?

How come the delicious food is so delicious that everyone is flying around?