Chapter 242: Waitlist Spots
The lunch break was only forty minutes, and Sakamoto and Nishimura didn't wait for the next pot of paella to be baked before they had to return to the classroom. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
So, in the dedicated kitchen, only Ryoko and Erina remained.
"Hoo ......"
Relieved and unburdened, Erina took off her hood and mask, and her wavy blonde hair was draped over her shoulders.
Ryoko Rina also put away her sunglasses.
After a while, Xia Yu brought the second portion of paella that he practiced.
"Taste it. β
He handed Ryoko and Erina a bowls each.
The 'Tongue of God', who had just taken a bite of the spoon, had no hope, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"It's deliciousβ"
Almost subconsciously, there is no time to think.
Erina Nagikiri's legs were pressed tightly together, and two blush rose on her cheeks.
Cold and heat alternate in the mouth, and the 'tongue of the gods' taste is more sensitive than ordinary people, sometimes it is a cold winter, and the other is a sunny summer, Erina is instantly lost and confused.
"Is this a 'quasi' special dish made strictly according to the recipe......
Ryoko Rina put down the spoon.
Xia Yu nodded and said, "I didn't add anything, so I followed the original recipe." β
"Almost. Ryoko Rina praised, "The details are handled more perfectly, and if you completely integrate the 'pitch black rice' into the cuisine, you will be able to make a 'special one-star' dish according to the recipe!"
Regarding the details, Ryoko Rina didn't say much.
The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.
At present, Xia Yu's proficiency in the recipe of "Valencia Baiya" is not enough, in a word, it is necessary to study and practice hard, which is similar to obtaining martial arts secrets.
After enjoying the food, Ryoko Rina put on her sunglasses and planned to leave.
But at the door, she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said: "By the way, you don't need to participate in the three-star rating assessment, and the three-star to nine-star assessment will also be canceled." Minister Kamihara is applying for a 'Special Alternate' spot at Headquarters for you. β
"'Special Candidate'?" Xia Yu was surprised.
"Yes, this is a rating above nine stars, below the premium grade, which is only publicly available within the IGO organization. β
Ryoko Rina explained, "If you become a 'Grand Candidate', you can download the 'Premium IGO Online' app, which adds an IGO Shop module, and the 'Special Candidate' can get some fantasy ingredients for free every month in the IGO Shop, just like the Grand Chef. β
"Is this a special waitlist benefit?"
Xia Yu's eyes lit up.
What he lacks now is the "foundation" of being a chef!
The special grade assessment is to use a certain special grade ingredients to play on the spot, create their own recipes, and present practical dishes.
He has been exposed to too few fantasy ingredients, starting with 'frosted tofu', to 'white hair cinderella beef', 'land shark's fin', and now 'black rice' for cooking paella.
After counting, the ones that have been cooked by hand are 'pitch black rice' and 'frost tofu'.
If IGO's library of premium ingredients is open to him, and he doesn't have to do anything for free, he will have a channel to buy fantasy ingredients to practice at his own expense, which is undoubtedly very important for his growth.
"There will be a reply from the headquarters today. β
Ryoko Lina observed the look of intention on Xia Yu's face, and there was a hint of a smile in her eyes.
"In short, it is to be expected that the commissioner from the headquarters will be here soon, and you have to be prepared. β
"As long as the commissioner is satisfied, the 'special candidate' quota will not run!"
Watching Ryoko Rina go out.
On the retina, the data of the new task has popped up:
"[March-Special Candidate]!"
"Hint: Get the approval of the IGO headquarters commissioner, and go directly from a 'two-star chef' to a 'special candidate'. β
"Reward: 2 Advanced Spin Wheel draws. β
Getting a new task should have been festive, but who knew that his eyes swept over the reward column, and Xia Yu's face immediately darkened.
Don't say that the two-star jump to the nine-star is special, and the reward will be given 2 lotteries?
Pit!
The last time I opened the turntable, I remembered the scene of heaven and hell for a while.
It's really just a little bit closer, and he has reached the golden god-level talent.
So, what about this time? No, twice!
Xia Yu calmed his mind, and he didn't allow the black-faced African chieftain to look forward to a ticket to smuggle into Europe?
Turn your head and think about the task.
What kind of correspondent is there, there is no shadow now, so you don't have to think too much.
But the task itself is worth pondering.
How to "satisfy" the correspondent under the open mission? If you don't want to think about it, you must conquer it with food!
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School.
There was a strange scene on the street.
There was a girl who was picked up by a special car, slowly following behind a teenager riding a bicycle.
This strange pair, which eventually returns to the dilapidated old shopping street.
"Come in and sit down. β
Put the bicycle away, Xia Yu knocked on the window.
"You go back first. β
Erina Nagikiri said to the driver that the driver spent an afternoon at the gate of Hakugull High School today and was very dedicated.
"Yes, Miss. The black-clad driver nodded.
When Erina got out of the car, the black sedan didn't stop and drove away.
"Come in and sit casuallyβ"
Xia Yu waved his hand behind her, pushed the door open, and threw his schoolbag on the bar at will.
"Meow~"
With a coquettish chirp, a small thing leaped over, ran down his thigh in the blink of an eye, and ran up Xia Yu's shoulder, startling Erina Nagikiri, who followed behind.
"No one else 'patronizes' our house today, right?" Xia Yu asked, patting the cat's little head.
The cat raised its head slightly, then let out a low snort.
"It's quiet......"
Xia Yu raised his eyebrows.
Erina Nagikiri stood still, looking at the pair of master servants with strange eyes, "You like cats very much?"
"There are too many dirty things to catch rats. Xia Yu said casually, and the flower cat on his shoulder was dissatisfied, and deliberately showed his claws to threaten him.
Syllable!
Directly unceremoniously flicked his fingers on the little head, and then grabbed the back of the cat's neck and lifted it off.
"You sit first. β
Xia Yu said, went into the kitchen, and cooked cat food for the little things. He didn't come home at noon, and the cat must have been hungry.
Erina Nagikiri sat at the bar, her eyes looking through the glass, her eyes sweeping over the busy teenager in front of the stove, and the flower cat standing next to him wagging her tail and begging for food, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl. Beside oneself.
Knock knock.
Footsteps and knocks on doors.
"Excuse me. β
With the sound, the shadows of three men, reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, were reflected in the storefront.
Hearing the sound, Erina Nagikiri turned her head strangely.
"It's not open yet. She subconsciously spoke, not realizing that she was also a guest at the moment.
"Really?"
The handsome blonde young man smiled indifferently.
"We're not here to eat. β
Erina Nagikiri glanced at the young man a few times, and felt that this person was faintly familiar.
"Then you are ......"
At this time, Xia Yu, who was cooking cat food in the kitchen, also noticed that someone was coming from the shop, he glanced out, looked beyond the transparent glass, stayed on Lancelot for two or three seconds, and then swept the two middle-aged people next to him, and immediately retracted.
The cat rice is cooked without hurry, and the rhythm of the cooking is not affected by uninvited guests.
"Come, eat, little one!"
Put the cat rice on a plate, keep half of it and cover it with plastic wrap and put it in an insulated box, and take out half of it while it's hot and put it in the corridor of the small courtyard.
Squatting down, looking at the flower cat who was happily dining, Xia Yu smiled, and then got up and walked to the storefront. (To be continued.) )