Chapter 227: Festival on the shores of Lake Ashi (Part I)

The mountain behind the shrine. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Granny Chiyo took the three qualified people to an ancient tree with lush foliage.

This tree is like a giant umbrella, standing underneath to look up.

A gust of wind blew, faintly there was a crisp sound of bells, Xia Yu looked up, it turned out to be on the branches of the ancient tree, with a lot of small bells tied with red rope, these bells are hidden between the branches and leaves, the wind blows the leaves, and the bells also dance with the leaves.

Moreover, it is not only a small bell tied to the branch with a red string, but also a small sign that resembles a wishing charm.

"The questions of the second round of assessment are above. ”

The old woman turned around and said slowly.

"Above?"

Only Xia Yu was stunned.

Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hasei clearly have some knowledge of the second-round process.

"Take your pick. The old woman said, her eyes fixed on Xia Yu, "'Immediate admission' is an honor, and at the same time, it also means that the assessment is more difficult." ”

it!

Xia Yu's heart floated through the garbled code, opened his mouth, and simply swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"So, who are the censors?" he wondered.

The old woman didn't answer, but asked the ice-faced witch to fetch three long bamboo poles, one each for Natsu Yu, Shinji Takei, and Ichiro Hase.

"Take your pick. ”

Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hasei held bamboo poles, cruised under the umbrellas, and after a few turns, they locked onto their targets, and with a sharp knife tied to the top of the bamboo pole, they gently cut the red rope, and the sign fell into their hands.

Looking down at the Chinese characters on the sign, Takei's face changed slightly.

And Ichiro Hase, on the other hand, looks confident.

"It's my turn. ”

Xia Yu is not a grinding character, anyway, it is a random choice, he holds the bamboo pole and strokes it lightly, then catches the fallen sign, and his eyes show a hint of joy.

"Fish!"

On the sign, there is only one quaint Chinese character.

Good luck!

The fluttering heart, after seeing this Chinese character, immediately settled down and decided on the recipe to use.

"Prepare well, you can only bring your own seasonings and side ingredients!"

Leaving a word, the owner of the shrine slowly left with the help of the ice-faced witch.

Natsu returns to the shrine and asks Dojima Silver to help with some special kitchen utensils.

As for the seasonings and non-ingredients, the dishes he wants to cook are actually very simple in terms of ingredients, just bring some regular seasonings, and don't bring the non-ingredients at all.

……

The second round of assessment will be held at 6 o'clock in the evening of the same day.

In fact, at five o'clock, a group of people had gathered on the shores of Lake Ashi.

There is a torii gate belonging to Chiyo Shrine on the shore of the lake, and next to the torii gate is three altars lined up.

It is more appropriate to say that it is an altar, but it is better to say that it is an open-air kitchen table, with three stone workbenches on the ground paved with stones, and when Natsu Yu, Shinji Takei, and Ichiro Hasei arrived, there were already people in the Hakone area who were spontaneously cleaning the altar.

All three were prepared.

Xia Yu chose an altar, put the heavy box down, clicked, opened the box, and there were bottles and jars inside, with oil, salt, and spice bottles.

"It's a really strange environment. ”

Kohei Soma, who was followed by Lazhuang Ding, put down a large box, wiped his sweat, and turned his head to look around.

"yes, it's so remote!"

Megumi Tanzo and Maki Morita both carry vegetable baskets with fresh side dishes, ginger, garlic, and green onion strips.

For vegetables, tomatoes and onions are common.

Erina Nagikiri, empty-handed, also stood on the altar, looking at the rippling blue waters of Lake Ashi in front of her, with a complicated gaze.

This is a remote and uninhabited corner of Lake Ashi, and looking back, the hill where Chiyo Shrine is located is unremarkable among the rolling mountains, about ten minutes away.

It was evening, the sun was setting, and everyone had a layer of dusk sunset.

The logistics team of Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase, in the layout of the kitchen counter, each person has a clear division of labor, high efficiency, it is only less than ten minutes, the kitchen table is full of brand new kitchen utensils, but because it is an open-air environment, ovens, freezers and other modern equipment, there is definitely no one.

On the flat ground in front of the altar, a group of spectators gathered early.

Some of these people were from nearby townspeople, they were all older and gray-haired, and the young people among them were all followers or disciples of the cultivators. The other nine cultivators also came, and Gina Dojima and Ryoko Rina were naturally there.

The crowd suddenly rioted.

It turned out that Chiyo's mother-in-law came, and a car was parked on the road not far away.

"Chiyo shrine maiden!"

"Mikome-sama!"

The old townsfolk bowed their heads one after another.

Both the old witch and the ice-faced shrine maiden have changed into more formal shrine maiden costumes, and the white tops are printed with intricate patterns, and this formal shrine maiden costume is usually called 'Chihaya'.

A golden crown, a flower hairpin, and an old shrine maiden dressed in a festival dress, and holding a kagura bell, a tool used for ritual dances, in her hands.

"Let's get startedβ€”"

The old witch said, her gaze sweeping over the three cultivators standing on the altar.

"Where's the ingredients?"

Xia Yu's mind was full of question marks.

As if in response to Xia Yu, a large truck of ingredients painted with the IGO logo slowly stopped on the road, several black business vans parked behind, and about twenty people in black got out of the car and transported boxes of ingredients to the scene from the big truck.

The main ingredient of Ichiro Hasei is a few bags of rice.

Shinji Takei's main ingredient is fresh chicken that has been slaughtered.

The main ingredient of Xia Yu is live crucian carp.

The ingredients of the three were delivered to the scene, the sun disappeared in the west, and the sky was already dark, so the old witch asked the IGO staff to help make the fire, so the bonfires surrounded the three altars, illuminating the lakeside.

Ichiro Hase, Shinji Takei began to get busy.

They all have their own logistics team, and in addition to the ingredients, they have their own fierce stoves in the professional kitchen, and there are several buckets of liquid fuel to be used next to the altar.

"Click"

Twisting the valve, the raging flames burst out, and Ichiro Hasei nodded, confirming that the stove was fine, and turned to get the polished rice.

I took seven or eight pressure cookers, went back and forth several times, and each time filled the pressure cooker with a certain amount of raw rice.

Next up is rice washing.

Ichiro Hase, who maintained his rhythm as if he were a hermit, repeatedly rubbed the rice grains in the cold water with his hands, obviously in full swing, but gave people a sense of lightness.

Shinji Takei, on the other hand, is concentrating on the side ingredients.

Konjac, green pepper, lotus root, carrot.

His kitchen counter is full of vegetables of all colors.

Xia Yu turned his head to look at Ichiro Hasei and Shinji Takei, who were in full swing, and they were not in a hurry, but waited quietly.

In the afternoon, Dojima Silver and Ryoko Rina explained the second round of the assessment process to him in detail, not to mention things that are too complicated, tonight's altar is actually a stage to show themselves, and the audience and the judges are the same group of people.

At this time, another truck stopped on the side of the road, attracting the attention of the crowd.

This is not an IGO agency's food truck, and the container has a shiny Yuanyue Group logo on the outside.

"It's finally here!"

Dojima Gin smiled and walked over, and a middle-aged man jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck and bowed to him, it was his deputy Hiroshi Sena.

"Chief, what you want has been delivered, a cart full of firewood!" Hiroshi Sena had already brought Dojima Silver to the back of the car, and pointed to the rear door that had been opened, which was actually stacked on top of each other and stuffed with a truckload of dry firewood. (To be continued.) )