in the venue. It's not much, one pot of "Baoshan Flying Dragon Pot", less than half a bowl per person, the soup and ingredients are divided up.

The discussion of ingredients has come to an end for the time being. Obviously, compared with the desire to explore the mystery of the ingredients, the appetite that has risen in Gaoxiong at this time is the most urgent to be satisfied!

"Anything else?" Among the board members, an old man wearing a kimono, a somewhat rickety, and thinning hair, with a wrinkled face covered with redness, stared directly at Xia Yan.

The rest of the members also rioted, gossiping: "Not enough, far from enough-"

"Please have another pot!"

"Where is enough in one pot, I myself will definitely be able to eat a pot! Don't rob me, I'm going to eat a pot myself...... Hungry!" Compared with them, Dojima Gin, Shinomiya Jiro, Ichiro Chipami and others were silent, with a look of aftertaste and contemplation.

"What do you think, Shinomiya?" A broad hand was placed on his shoulder, and the warm masculine aura came through his clothes, and Jiro Shinomiya was shocked, looking a little cold, and threw a disgusted look at Dojima Gin, and then straightened the distance.

"Do you mean the level of cooking?" Sinomiya snorted lowly, raised his chin lightly, and swept his gaze to the group of old guys in front of him, looking at these old naughty boys with excited expressions and quarrels,

"That's the result, you can see it!" Dojima Silver is helpless,

"I am, what did you eat and what did you see in his dishes......" Hearing this, Sinomiya's eyes suddenly became in a trance.

Vast green forests. Giant tree, cradle. Then he was like the natives of the forest valley, blessed by the gods of nature, born as a darling of magic, and could easily leap between tall trees, and on the branches of the tallest and largest ancient trees, he looked up at the rising sun on the horizon.

All in all, after eating half a bowl of food, the sweat stopped slightly, and the heat flow in the body calmed down, but there was another light and elegant artistic conception that filled my heart.

The fourth palace was not specific, but carefully observed the expression of Dojima Gin's eyebrows, which was different from usual, and looked radiant, before he smiled: "To be able to convey what you want to convey is so residing in the hearts of diners, this is [Broken Painting]...... There is something 'something' from the tip of the tongue in the world of cooking, quite real...... It's reached! "Dojima's silver eyes turned deep,

"Heh, is that all?" He seems to have a higher level of perspective. Raising his hand, he pointed to the soles of Jiro Shinomiya's feet,

"You take two steps." Well? With suspicion written on his face, Shinomiya took it seriously, pondered Dojima Gin's expression of filial piety, and concluded that he was not playing tricks on people and joking, so he tentatively planned to take two steps.

It's just that the right foot has just stepped out and landed,

"Smack". The sound of landing. And the strange touch of the feet! Sinomiya's face suddenly changed from calm to stunned, and he couldn't believe it.

…… It's over. A group of old men on the board of directors failed to get a second pot of dishes, and they were all said by Xia Yan

The reason for "expensive ingredients and limited quantities" is dismissed. In fact, he found an excuse to return to Polestar Liao, but the two sets of ingredients he bought from the system were really clean, and seeing that Xia Yan didn't let go, the group of people on the board of directors not only had nothing to do with him, but also had to be good and angry, and queued up to deliver business cards.

So he lost two sets of ingredients, and got a bunch of business cards with his backhand, Xia Yan looked at the two casually, they were all industrial giants, supply chain giants, he didn't care about the friendship of the bigwigs, the key was the title of "seat on the seat", which had a great impact on the Yuanyue Campus and the halberd world, which was exactly what he urgently needed!

[Deviation (Halberd World) +5%]. Such a prompt, after the old men left one after another, suddenly jumped out.

That's it! Big Fat! Xia Yan praised, however, he was not in a hurry to use the 5% of the resources at all, there were too many gains from the last trip, and it took time to digest them silently, such as the second task that popped up just now: ['Lost delicacy' (2).

Contents: Using the berry part of the "carnivorous vine" to make a special confectionery, the character index is not limited, and the form and style of the recipe are not limited.

Time limit: 30. Rewards: "Recipe Lucky Bag" (Chinese Series, Halberd Series) *1, 5 idle skill points.

"Premium dim sum, I really can't do it at all!" Xia Yan sighed. …… Not all of them left.

In the venue, Ichiro Honami and Nagi Senzaemon deliberately stayed.

"This "paper pot", the form is greater than the meaning, right?" Senzaemon stepped forward leisurely and grabbed the pot that had been placed on the stove and had not yet been discarded as waste.

Asking this question, Senzaemon dismantled the "paper pot" seriously, first dismantling the outer layer of tin foil, and then taking out the hard kitchen paper that used the inner layer as the inner lining, one by one, and neatly arranging it on the kitchen counter.

The paper remained intact, and there was not the slightest crumbling in the process of boiling the broth. As for filtering impurities or something.

On the paper, there are some fine particles, but this degree is not enough to attract the attention of Nagi Senzaemon, and from a scientific point of view, Ren Xia Yan is distracted, the "paper pot" has its own function of filtering impurities or something, and this Yuanyue Marshal is afraid that he will not believe it.

Glancing at the things dismantled on the countertop, Nagi Senzaemon was stunned for a long time,

"I still don't understand it, and I can't find any mysteries." Xia Yan simply raised his hand,

"Actually, it's just a formality."

"Or, it can be called 'ritual rot.'"

"I think to have such a ceremony is a tribute to the classics." Xia Yan added in his heart: Yes, the inner taste, the sense of ritual injected into the soul is indispensable!

Salute? Ichiro Hiroshiba and Saemon were stunned.

"This isn't your recipe?" Xia Yan shook his head,

"No, what you just saw and ate is my recipe, my dishes." Cai Bo Ichiro sighed, didn't bother with the recipe problem, but asked very seriously: "So, the soup that is boiled, under the premise of sufficient taste, remains clear and does not see impurities, is it because of the super control of the heat?" ”

"Yes!" This answer without hesitation made the voice gamble on the other way, and it was impossible.

The soup tastes good, but the ingredients are not cooked. so

"Heat" is not scientific at all! Definitely not modern gastronomy anyway! …… Parking lot, in a business multi-seater car.

Gingami Dojima, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, turned his head to look at the "Moon Room" venue, turned around and got into the car, and closed the door.

"Go directly to the Far Moon Chain Resort Hotel in Lake Ashi, Far Moon Leaving the Palace." Dojima looked down at the driver's watch, and estimated in his heart that he was short of time, but he was afraid that he would be late for a while, so that the group of cute first-year freshmen would have to wait more.

"It's not time to make it to the scheduled time." Jiro Shinomiya suddenly spoke in the back seat. Dojima didn't look back, the back of his head rested on the cushion of the passenger seat, and he exhaled: "It's okay, Hinata and Oduchida must have arrived, by the way, Professor Chapel can come forward to preside over the overall situation first......"

"I'm here." Another muffled voice also came from the back row. Dojima silver patted his forehead,

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you also stayed here to witness this 'school history' incident!" The owner of the voice, of course, is Roland Chapelle.

In the original book, several important people in charge of the "residential study" work were actually delayed by one thing, knowing that they would be late, but there was no trace of chagrin in their words and deeds.

The engine of the car started and it headed straight for the outskirts of Tokyo. And the head cushion of Dojima Gin, there is no interest in chatting, and no one takes the initiative to talk to him, if it is from the perspective of God, you will find that the three passengers in the car at this moment are all similar to the sleeping posture of leaning back, and their faces are gradually covered by a peaceful and quiet expression.

Whew – a light breeze, blowing. Wake up in a swaying rattan basket. Dojima Gin, who thought he was asleep, looked down at the milky, oozing mucus that was sucking his belly button

"Tentacles", and then looked at the towering giant trees in the field of vision, and his eyes were full of amazement,

"Are you back? Mother tree ......" Dojima Silver clenched his fist. It's not an illusion, he has been exercising all year round and has a terrible physique, but he found that his strength suddenly increased significantly.

"Hmm......" The cradle and basket next door came from the movement. Dojima Gin looked sideways and saw Jiro Shinomiya and Professor Roland Chapelle not far away, breathing with their eyes closed, looking intoxicated, as if they were immersed in some strange fragrance on the soles of their feet, there were mushrooms growing in tree hollows, and strange plants that seemed to be waiting for their prey to throw themselves into the net.