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At this time, Xia Yu was still busy with the aftermath of the school festival on the Yuanyue campus, but in a corner of the shopping street, Yan Qi and Chen Yang were old and young, but they had a wonderful meeting.

In the residential area behind the shopping street, Chen Yang put his hands in his trouser pockets, just walked around a corner, but stopped suddenly.

Someone put his hand on his shoulder, which can be called unaware and unaware.

Cold sweat oozed involuntarily, Chen Yang found that he couldn't move, so he only asked in an astringent voice: "You, who is it?"

"Yangzi ......"

A long-lost milk call suddenly made Chen Yang's pupils constrict.

Suddenly turned around.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan!"

There was excitement in Chen Yang's eyes, but also a hint of fear.

That's right.

He recognized at a glance Yan Qi, who was completely different from the bustling city of Tokyo.

Having said that, more than ten years have passed, and the appearance of the owner of the eight-sided building has not changed much.

No one knows Yan Qi's specific age, it is said that he is over sixty years old, but his neatly combed and bunned hair is still black and bright.

Even the skin does not show the slightest wrinkle.

Patting Chen Yang on the shoulder, Yan Qi let go of his hand, looked him in the eyes, and said slowly: "Give up the Jade Dragon Pot." ”

Chen Yang seemed to be facing the teacher's students, hanging his head, but the hands at his side were clenched into fists.

"The Jade Dragon Cauldron is about the rise and fall of the Chen family!" he said.

"No!"

Yan Qi said: "Plotting to seize such an artifact will accelerate the Chen clan's demise!"

Hearing this, Chen Yang took two steps back.

"You are the old immortal messenger?!" Chen Yang was miserable, "I didn't expect you, the teacher who was expected to break through the Heavenly King Realm ten years ago, actually surrendered to his feet!"

Ten years ago, Chen Yang was a disciple of the Yan family.

In the early years, Yan Qi was selecting potential seeds for the dark world and cultivated them himself, Chen Yang's parents were in the Chinese food industry at that time, and they belonged to the newly rising giants, and their bloodlines were fully qualified to learn art under Yan Qi.

"It doesn't matter whose messenger I am!"

Yan Qi shook his head: "The important thing is that the Chen family can't repeat the mistakes of the past!"

There was a hint of madness in Chen Yang's eyes, "The Jade Dragon Pot must be obtained! This is my hope for revenge with my mother! Even if I can't take revenge, I have to completely destroy this kitchenware and let that old guy's dream of chasing the steps of his predecessors be shattered!"

Yan Qi sighed: "Yangzi, you are stunned!"

There was a moment of silence.

"Follow me—"

Yan Qi said this to Chen Yang, who had regained his composure a little, and then stepped forward.

Chen Yang paused for a few seconds, but still followed.

The two talked while walking, and they couldn't help but recall the old things, mentioning the various things of an apprentice and a learning art ten years ago.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Xia's shopping street and approached the most central restaurant and cottage.

The sight immediately caught a young man who had just stepped over the fence and was about to enter the door, Chen Yang paused, with hostility and vigilance hidden between his eyebrows, and took a deep breath: "Teacher, you brought me here ......"

"I still know the information about your activities in Dongying and plotting to seize the Jade Dragon Cauldron. Yan Qi also stepped over the wooden fence separating the restaurant huts, stood on the inner fence, and beckoned to Chen Yang, "Come in." ”

Yan Qi's words were too much information, and Chen Yang stood stunned for a while before hesitantly responding, and crossed the door with Yan Qi into the store.

……

Saying that, Xia Yu returned from outside, and as soon as he came, he went straight to the kitchen.

The Tamagawa sisters came back first.

"Boss Xia!"

Seeing that he didn't say hello, his brows tightened, and he went straight into the kitchen, Tamagawa Misa couldn't help but lean towards the bar, pulled the window open, and shouted to him: "The restaurant is not open yet, there are no customers!"

Xia Yu woke up like a dream.

"Oh, it's not open normally, there are no customers? No, no, what is this?"

slapped his forehead and scolded himself, holding down many thoughts that burst out in his heart for the time being, Xia Yu shouted to the outside world: "Coming back from Sapporo, where did I put my ingredient box?"

"Ingredient box?"

Tamagawa Misa looked confused.

"Do you mean the box that defeated the Nagi Thistle with the Halberd and stored a lot of loot and rare ingredients?"

"yes, where?"

"I'll get it!"

Ayaka Tamagawa walked away quickly, and within a few minutes, she had moved a metal box to the kitchen counter.

Click!

Enter the password, and the lid will be opened, and the cold wind will blow on your face.

Xia Yu didn't care about anything else, reached in, and directly grabbed a glass bottle that was shining with golden light, and immediately closed the box.

The gaze freezes the bottle, and after a while, the retina has a systematic text pop up:

"Melk's Stars", forbidden spices, 50 grams. ”

"The current recipe that can be applied is Melk's Light. ”

The spice bottle appeared, and a dreamy golden halo suddenly floated in the kitchen.

"The recipe says that one serving at a time of spice recipe requires 5 grams of "Melke's Stars" mixed with other spices. In this way, I can only practice this bottle of things 10 times!"

"Let's try it once and see the depth!" Xia Yu gritted his teeth.

Carefully took the spoon and pulled out a spoonful of golden dust.

At this moment, not only was there a halo, but a strong fragrance gushed out from the kitchen, and the Tamagawa Misa and Tamagawa Ayaka sisters seemed to be blown by the wind of spices, and their faces were surprised.

And a lot of bottles and cans were brought in.

"Pizza grass, 10 grams!"

"Rosemary, well, also known as 'dew of the sea', has a special sweet and pine aroma, but when you taste it carefully, it is sweet with a bitter taste...... 15 grams!"

"Thyme, thyme, one of the most important edible herbs in the Mediterranean basin, has a reputation as a 'blender' in the culinary world, with a long-lasting and elegant aroma...... I use dry powder here, the fragrance is about 40% less than fresh, and the dosage is slightly increased, how about 20 grams?"

The Yuchuan sisters couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Xia Yushen chattering.

At first glance, the spice formula designed by Xia Yu is no different from ordinary "Italian mixed spices", from pizza grass, to rosemary, oregano leaves, thyme, etc., it is simply a mixture of spices, and I can't see the pattern.

Even, when the two saw Xia Yu setting up a frying pan on the stove and smearing oil on the bottom of the pot, they were so frightened that they covered their mouths.

"Is this a stir-fried spice?"

"Melke's Stars is a forbidden spice that needs to be stir-fried?"

Not to mention the surprise of Tamagawa Misa, Tamagawa Ayaka, who is relatively knowledgeable, couldn't help but murmur: "Stir-frying? This process is to make the spices more fragrant." But why is Chef Xia sure that "Melke's Stars" is suitable for stir-frying?

Before they could ask in detail, Xia Yu had already started stir-frying.

Swish!

Swish!

There is not much grease in the pan, only a shallow layer is applied to the surface.

The mixed spice dust poured into the pot, and when the small wooden spatula waved, it was like a magic wand releasing bursts of incredible fragrance.

Just right.

Yan Qi led Chen Yang into the store.

The aroma carried a hint of burning heat into the nose, and the two of them paused together, staring at the kitchen where the aroma was released, and there was surprise written in their eyes: "What kind of smell is this?"

Chen Yang couldn't even control his body, he trembled, and in an instant, it seemed that he had landed in the Elysium of Spices, and there was a little angel with a golden halo on his head in his vision, surrounding him, giggling and laughing.

Just smelling the smell can be addictive. Chen Yang's expression was slightly lost.

But suddenly, the aroma disappears.

It turned out to be Xia Yu in the kitchen and turned off the valve.

"Hey!"

Sighing, Xia Yu rubbed his eyebrows in front of the stove, and said to himself in great distress: "The heat of this stir-fried spice is very, very difficult to control!"