After three or two bites, he ate a fried noodle bread, Xia Yu licked the grease sticking to his lips, chasing the lingering aftertaste in his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the breakfast is a little more delicious than you can imagine.

Especially at school, it is convenient to eat lunch. This is also the reason why chow mein bread has become popular in neon local schools, and you don't have to go to the cafeteria to borrow microwave ovens to warm up your food, and you can still eat physically and mentally, and it seems that a leisurely life should be like this. At least Xia Yu felt that his appetite as a foodie had been satisfied.

"That, that, Xia Yujun, can we exchange a loaf of bread?"

Nishimura asked, swallowing his saliva.

"Exchange?" Xia Yu glanced at the store fried noodles and bread in his hand, and then looked at his own, and laughed in his heart.

At the school store, such a bag of yakisoba bread, which is limited to the shelf life of the day, has two prices, one for 130 yen and the other for 150 yen, which is very cheap. For 150 yen, the bread is baked better, and the yakisoba and sauce are a little more. What Nishimura snatched from the store were two bags of bread for 150 yen.

With milk, it costs about 400 yen for a lunch.

"Is that okay?"

I wanted to refuse, but who knew that Nishimura Hideki almost apologized, his palms were folded, his face was full of pleading, the corners of his mouth were even a little watery, and his eyes were full of hunger and thirst.

The corners of Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "There is no need to change, I will eat one less, and two are barely full." ”

As he spoke, he motioned for Eiki Nishimura to take the bread himself.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Nishimura Hideki was grateful, and like a treasure, he rolled up a piece of fried noodle bread with seaweed slices, and just held it in his hand, swishing, but his other hand quickly reached over and snatched the bread away.

"What kind of bread is this?" a boy with dyed yellow hair, stud earrings, and a bad smell stared at the bread in his hand, and his Adam's apple moved.

"Hey—" Nishimura stood up anxiously, "Give it back to me!"

"Tell me first, is this the new bread from the school store?" The yellow-haired boy had a hungry expression, sniffing the bread, and his stomach grunted in protest, "I just came back from the store, why didn't I see this bread......"

"Sera, give him the bread!" Xia Yu knows this yellow-haired boy, Sera Yuya, don't be fooled by his bad appearance, he is actually a very funny guy.

"Cut! I'm in the same class with you again this year!"

Hearing this, Se Liang Yu also pursed his lips, and his hand reached out in front of Nishimura Hideki, ready to return the bread to him, but suddenly shrank back, his face full of confusion, "I'll buy it!"

He took a 500-denomination coin out of his pocket and slapped it on Hideki Nishimura's desk.

"No! not for sale!" shouted Nishimura.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel over a piece of lunch bread, Yuya Sera and Hideki Nishimura, who were involved, suddenly calmed down. The bread that was originally in the hands of Yuya Sera appeared in the hands of a third tall boy.

Se Liangyu also shouted dissatisfiedly, "Sakamoto, what are you doing?!"

Hideki Nishimura scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

He is a transfer student, and more than half of the students in this class are promoted from the junior high school affiliated to Baiou. This guy named Sakamoto was not only the freshman representative at the opening ceremony, but also was appointed by the head teacher Yui Saito as the class representative of various subjects in this morning's morning class. In a word, the big guy can hide, don't provoke.

A boy with black-framed glasses, a black uniform, and sharp eyes is naturally Sakamoto's boss.

Sakamoto unhurriedly pushed his black-rimmed glasses, stared at the yakisoba bread on his left hand, and said coolly, "Is this the store's new bread?"

Attracted by the rich flavor, Sakamoto approached the yakisoba bread and said as if no one was around:

"This French bread, the color, the shape, and even the high-quality flour used for baking, are not at the level that ordinary convenience stores can achieve!"

"Huh?!"

"It's not yakisoba, it's made with bean sprouts, eggs, cabbage, and ham......"

The fried noodles are golden brown and shimmering with a layer of oily light, and they are reflected in the bottom of the eye.

After watching quietly for a few seconds, Sakamoto suddenly opened his mouth, took a small bite of bread, chewed it, and then his expression became wonderful, and the rest of the bread was wiped out by him at an incredible speed.

"Sakamoto-kun?" several girls were puzzled and watched Sakamoto walk back to their seats without saying a word.

Sakamoto took off his uniform jacket and threw it on his chair, wearing only a white shirt on the upper half of his body, showing his figure even more upright and handsome.

"Ho-"

"Ho-"

There was an inexplicable shout from his mouth, and a strange layer of sweat appeared on Sakamoto's forehead, right next to his table, like a boxer, jumping back and forth, exercising fiercely.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing, Sakamoto!" Serahiro was also robbed of bread, very upset.

"Extinguish the fire!"

Sakamoto still uses his secret technique 'repeated side jumps'. Xia Yu looked at it next to him and smiled inwardly.

"Extinguishing the fire?" the classroom was puzzled.

"Yes, extinguish the fire!"

"There's a fire in my body, and I have to move to evacuate the heat of the fire!" Sakamoto said as he jumped, and even though he was acting shamefully in the classroom in front of everyone, this guy was still so cool in the eyes of others.

"What the hell!"

Se Rayu was also stunned.

"Bread, there is a flame in the bread!"

Hearing this, a group of people's minds were full of question marks.

After nearly ten minutes, Sakamoto stopped, drank and exhaled a breath of hot air, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, silently put on his uniform jacket, and returned to the window seat in the back row of the classroom.

"Xia Yu-kun, why is this bread hiding flames?" asked Sakamoto in a deep and cool tone.

"Because the fried noodles are stir-fried in a wok. Being watched by a group of people in the class, Xia Yu was a little speechless, and said casually: "Moreover, when the fried noodles are stir-fried, a little special spice is added." Do you think it's a little spicy?"

Sakamoto nodded, "Yes!"

"Not to mention the French bread wrapped in yakisoba, those yakisoba are not Japanese-style, right?"

"Of course, that kind of fried noodles is Chinese three-silk fried noodles!"

Bang! Sakamoto suddenly lowered his body, propped his hands on Xia Yu's table, and stared at him with burning eyes, "Tell me, Xia Yujun, which handmade noodle shop bought this fried noodle bread from?"

Xia Yu moved away from his chair and kept at least a meter away from Sakamoto.

"How can I say it......"

"I understand!" Sakamoto suddenly turned around when Xia Yu didn't answer, returned to his seat, sat upright, and took out an extracurricular book, taking advantage of the lunch break to read, and turned into a quiet literary beauty.

Movement and stillness, the transition is too fast, but this is Sakamoto's boss.

"Gollum~"

Looking at the only bread left in the lunch box, Hideki Nishimura and Hiroshi Sera also swallowed.

Other boys and girls also cast their eyes in concern, and many couldn't take their eyes off it.

This scene made Xia Yu quite helpless.

Food, pay attention to color, fragrance, taste, shape, meaning.

Color is the color of food, fragrance is overflowing, shape is shape, appearance, and also includes plating decoration. For example, the French bread used in the chow mein bread, the fried mein, in order not to be noticeable, he can't deliberately make the food bad, it looks unpalatable!

Isn't that a violation of the most basic principles of being a chef?