A young Japanese man in Shibuya is chatting with his friends on Twitter, complaining to several celebrities on the same Niconico website. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His name is Jun Mizutani, a top student at the University of Tokyo, and his girlfriend's name is Ren Xue, who is from China and is also a top student at the University of Tokyo. In fact, before taking the university exam, the two were already dating, and counting the time, this year is the fourth year.

Jun Mizutani's diligent contribution at Niconico is indispensable for the support of his girlfriend. He sings and his girlfriend dances, the two encourage each other, make progress together, and can talk about many topics.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are simply golden boys and girls.

But Mizutani Jun knows that if a transnational relationship wants to last, it is far from enough to rely on bonds.

For example, when it comes to food, there will always be disagreements between the two.

Ren Xue studied in Japan in high school, and has a kind of paranoia about hometown cuisine, and Mizutani Jun once ate very bad Chinese food in junior high school, so his impression of Chinese cuisine has plummeted, plus he is Japanese himself, and he is often dissatisfied with his girlfriend's respect for Chinese cuisine in daily life.

No one has convinced anyone, this is already a war on a cultural level.

Whew, whew.

Her nose couldn't help but suck, and Mu Xiaoyue, who was playing with her mobile phone, suddenly raised her head, her cheeks facing the closed kitchen, sniffing a wisp of the fragrance of vegetables that escaped, and the worms in her stomach screamed.

"I'm so hungry......"

Mu Xiaoyue couldn't play with her mobile phone anymore, and her beautiful face was wrinkled, full of distress.

The claypot dish is vegetarian, the fragrance is sealed in a casserole, and the other people in the store are not very aware of the smell through the tight kitchen.

However, when Xia Yu was cooking two meat dishes, the beef mixed with the spicy chili pepper and the strong aroma of pork and fish were like gas bombs thrown into the storefront.

"What's going on with this smell!"

A group of singers were comforting Mizutani Jun in the chat group, and his mood gradually calmed down, and at this time, the rich smell of food entered his nose.

Grunt.

The stomach is protesting, and the stomach acid is secreting.

Just the smell, Mizutani Jun feels that the whole person is not good!

I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat!

Jun Mizutani put away his mobile phone and looked at his girlfriend Ren Xue, seeing that she also had an expression of intoxication with her eyes closed, he couldn't help but think, "...... Why is it that smell alone can make people whet their appetite?"

On the other side, Anya handed a tissue to her best friend, and her shoulders shook as if she was holding back a smile.

"You pig, wipe your saliva!" she chuckled.

Mu Xiaoyue seemed to be immersed in the illusion of incense, ignoring the voice of her best friend.

Anya could only pick up a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth. It is not an exaggeration, but it has a strong cooking flavor that stimulates the salivary glands to the maximum. Mu Xiaoyue is a foodie, and Anya has not helped her wipe her saliva once or twice.

Bang!

At this time, the sealed kitchen door was opened, Xia Yu wore a white kitchen hat, a white apron, and a plate of Chinese food that had just been stir-fried in the pot in his left and right hands and placed it on the counter.

"Take it yourself. ”

Dropping a sentence, Xia Yu went back to the kitchen, wrapped the hot casserole with a rag, and brought out the Nanyu coarse casserole.

The two Chinese ladies were almost lying on the counter, like puppies sniffing bones, firmly staring at the two plates of freshly cooked meat dishes.

"Pay attention to the image, hey!"

Xia Yu put the casserole down, patted them on the shoulder, took two clean porcelain bowls, and went back to the kitchen to get two bowls of steaming rice, "Take the rice-"

After a while, Anya and Mu Xiaoyue had already transferred the three dishes to their seats, took their chopsticks, sat on the chairs blankly, and obviously tasted them.

The couple, for some reason, also gathered around the table, also holding chopsticks stained with oil in their hands.

The young man in Shibuya, with a petrified look, slowly chewed the beef in his mouth.

He tried sand tea beef.

This is a Cantonese dish, more precisely Teochew cuisine.

The secret lies in the sand tea sauce and peanut butter.

But knowing how to do it, whether it tastes good or not, is another matter. In the kitchen god space, Xia Yu spent three days to thoroughly understand this dish, even if the double-line operation, cooking at the same time with fish-flavored shredded pork, the finished dish still received a high score of 80 in the system.

The golden beef slices are scattered in white porcelain plates, and the thick sand tea sauce is poured over the beef slices, and the flavor is mixed with a little chili pepper, which can indeed stimulate people's appetite to the maximum.

Under Xia Yu's gaze, after Mizutani Jun devoured a piece of sand tea beef, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a beast of prey, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chopsticks couldn't stop at all.

His girlfriend also turned into a hungry ghost.

The shop was silent for a while, only the crisp sound of chopsticks touching plates.

In just a few minutes, a large plate of golden beef slices was eaten.

But Mizutani Jun was obviously aroused by his appetite, and with a hungry expression of not having enough food, he stared at the remaining sand tea sauce on the plate, and rolled his Adam's apple, as if he was going to lick the plate.

"Delicious, isn't it?" a cold voice woke up Mizutani.

Following the voice, Mizutani Jun saw the young chef he had despised from the bottom of his heart, and the other party's eyes were very calm.

"Good, delicious......" Mizutani Jun's face stiffened, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Silence of the Mystery.

"What kind of sauce is this, and why have I never eaten it?" Mizutani Jun pointed to the thick sauce on the white plate and swallowed quietly.

"Sand tea sauce. ”

"Originated in the Chaoshan region of China, popular in many provinces and cities, it is a mixed condiment, the raw materials are peanut kernels, white sesame seeds, fish, dried shrimp, shredded coconut, garlic, mustard ......"

Listening to Xia Yu casually say the names of a large number of ingredients.

"Shacha sauce?" Mizutani Jun faintly felt a little familiar, and his girlfriend Ren Xue seemed to have bought such a bottle of sauce in Chinatown.

"Don't compare the bottled sand tea sauce from the grocery store with the sand tea sauce brewed by our Xia shop. Xia Yu said, "With home-brewed sand tea sauce, we can make a lot of dishes, sand tea beef is just one of them, in addition, there are also sand tea noodles, sand tea hand, sand tea pork ribs and other dishes, you can come and try more in the future." ”

After Xia Yu finished speaking, he turned around and went into the kitchen, washing the pot and cleaning up the residue on the kitchen counter.

Mizutani Jun stood stunned for a while, reminiscing about the taste between his lips and teeth, and the original impression of Chinese food in his mind showed signs of collapse after tasting this sand tea beef.

"Delicious!"

Mu Xiaoyue's exclamation made Mizutani Jun realize that he still had two dishes to taste!

He couldn't care about the complicated emotions in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks to a plate of dishes on the table, and had a battle with Ren Xue, Anya and Mu Xiaoyue.

The taste of the fish-flavored shredded meat is more fragrant and flavorful, and Mizutani Jun almost bit his tongue.

The second plate quickly emptied.

The two bowls of rice were completely forgotten, and the four pairs of green eyes turned to the casserole that had not yet been lifted.