Late at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Knock Knock ......"

At the dining table, Xia Yu, who was flipping through a large book, was awakened by a crisp tapping sound.

"I'll go back to my room and sleep first!"

Zhu Qing yawned, stretched, and paused before going out, "Don't stay up too late, there is enough time, I'm already on the road here, give me two more days to get started!"

Xia Yu bowed his head at her back, "Then you can sleep!"

After saying that, he looked down at the book again.

Don't doubt it.

This book is the medicinal diet codex found in the attic of the store, and the old man's half-life research is recorded on it, and when it comes to the five elements of yin and yang, Chinese medicine has knowledge in this area, Xia Yu turned this book, which is equivalent to asking the old man for help in the air.

"Old Face ......"

In the middle of the night, he grabbed a lump of sticky dough from a black clay pot on the table, like playing with plasticine, pinching and kneading it, and he muttered to himself in the kitchen:

"The filling is not the core, the dough is the soul of this golden recipe, and the flavor of the five elements of yin and yang is placed in the dough to give it a balanced deliciousness, and build a stable yin and yang gossip in the taster's mouth......

Speaking of this, Xia Yu suddenly frowned and closed the book.

"Who?"

He looked sideways at the half-hidden doorway, and there was the sound of footsteps outside, small and light, and he had been wandering for a while.

His shouting footsteps were gone.

"Is there anyone?" opened the door and looked out, it should be three or four o'clock in the morning, the probe went out to see the cold moonlight outside the corridor, he shouted, the voice-activated lights suddenly lit up, and the corridor leading to the living area was clearly reflected in the field of vision, where there were any figures, empty.

His heart was filled with the event, Xia Yu didn't think much about it, and went back to the kitchen to sit down.

But not long after, the door clicked open behind him.

Looking back, Xia Yu was stunned.

“…… Erina?"

The girl standing at the door, wearing a long skirt and pajamas, with some scattered hair, is the "tongue of God". Maybe she had just woken up, her expression was a little stiff, her face was paralyzed, and a pair of beautiful eyes came to her, with an abnormal flicker.

"It's almost morning!"

Xia Yu pointed to the clock on the table, and just lowered his head to finish reading a note from the old man, who knew that there was a slight movement on the other side of the dining table, and the girl who got up at night pulled out a chair and sat on the opposite side, looking straight at him.

At this time, there was a peculiar aroma in the air, which diffused.

This fragrance seems to be there, Xia Yu's nose is very smart, although there is no super sense of smell, but it is captured, a bit similar to the smell of the burning butter lamp in the temple, the faint milk fragrance, but it seems to have the function of calming people.

Shaking her head didn't think much about it, she was concentrating, with Xia Yu's subconscious thoughts, the girl was estimated to have insomnia when she got up at night, and she loved to sit and let her sit for a while.

After a while, the tea fragrance is leisurely.

Erina didn't know when she boiled water and made tea, and when the teacup was handed to her, the heat fluttered in front of her, Xia Yu raised her head and smiled at the girl: "Thank you." ”

Her lips moved silently, and the girl in the nightdress only raised the corners of her lips, but there was no sound.

Winter nights are long.

It was almost dawn before Xia Yu put down the old man's codex, his eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he had gained something from reading it overnight.

The girl left quietly, and the faint smell of ghee that accompanied him to the study disappeared, and the residual tea in the teapot was still warm, and he poured himself a cup, moistened his mouth, and after a night he did not feel too tired, and even full of energy without the need to make up for sleep.

"Three days to go!"

Xia Yu pondered: "There is no problem with the materials, the five elements of yin and yang can be used as a starting point from the recipe of the "Peacock Dance" in the past, after all, I also controlled several attributes of aquatic products at the beginning, and made a sashimi feast!"

There was an occasional comprehension overnight, so Xia Yu hurriedly washed up and found a new batch of ingredients to practice.

Since it is a collaboration, he and Zhu Qing have also discussed that "Four Gods Seafood and Eight Treasures Soul Buns" is indispensable for her "change" food, and the key is how to make foodiness and the five elements of yin and yang go online.

You know, the same recipe has different effects in the hands of different chefs.

After all, chefs have their own characteristics, the most significant is the kitchen heart imprint, food imprint, Xia Yu is most worried now, but not whether he can give the noodle a meaning, but how to integrate and resonate with him and Zhu Qing's imprint in a dish!

Just because they can do it in "Rainbow Wine" doesn't mean they can do it in this recipe.

Coordination!

Xia Yu sighed, and when he got up, his whole person was shocked.

"Coordinate!"

He read it again, his pupils dilating rapidly.

"Yin and yang!"

"That's right, the dough needs to be harmonized with yin and yang, and externally, the chef who makes the dough and buns is not also a yin and a yang that fits the avenue, it is better to integrate the food and righteousness from the perspective of yin and yang, this is the most natural framework!" Xia Yu was surprised, and faintly felt that he had grasped a key to open the door.

……

At breakfast time, Xia Yu took a bowl of hot porridge and sat in front of the TV.

Erina Nagikiri sat on the sofa next to her with her legs bent, she had already eaten breakfast, and she was watching TV with a pillow in her arms.

This is a search program, and in the picture, it is a classical competition venue in the closed period.

The slightly excited voice of the female reporter came out:

“…… This is the Hokkaido Jingukan, which has been famous all over the world for a period of time, and there have been several Lin-class and dragon-class halberds here, and it is rumored that the Jingukan was first built, and the first halberd was the giant who led the food scene of Toei at that time, and the life-and-death halberd of a demon king who crossed the ocean, and the giant was defeated and paid for his life by seppuku......"

The camera focuses on a portrait in the museum, a middle-aged man wearing a samurai costume with a cold face, looking at the camera in the painting, full of momentum.

This is the story behind the stadium, the female reporter said, and the conversation turned to the upcoming sword showdown in three days.

"Three days later, the hundred-year-old competition hall is about to usher in a wonderful showdown!"

"Which combination are you more optimistic about?"

"Not to mention the three mysterious chefs, the three special chefs of the combination, they are all incredibly young...... Oh, yes, yes, yes, and Chef Xia, please allow me to cheer for Chef Xia here in my personal capacity!"

The female reporter suddenly found a photo of her big head, she didn't know where to get this photo, the teenager on it, wearing the school uniform of Baiou Junior High School, seemed to have been taken during a group sleepover, looking at the camera with a resentful idiot face.

"Poof!"

Erina watched and suddenly laughed at the TV.

Xia Yu almost squirted out the porridge in his mouth, he finally swallowed it, looking at the young self on the TV photo, he was extremely speechless in his heart: "This is when I first came, right? No wonder there is no love on my face, Sima face!"

"That's right!"

He stopped the girl who was still laughing, and when he saw that the girl was radiant and not the slightest haggard or tired, he couldn't help but ask strangely, "Erina, didn't you have insomnia last night?"

Pointing to the bowl of hot porridge in his hand, "I boiled medicinal porridge in the morning, take care of it!"

Hearing this, the girl's squint gave him a neurotic look.

"You're just insomnia! I slept until dawn, and I was refreshed!"