"Mission-'A welcome gift for the younger students'."

The corner of Xia Yan's eyes twitched.

There's no doubt about it.

Take a look at the task requirements, any index/trait, at least a high concentration.

He returned empty-handed, if someone asked, Xia Yan also thought of a reason, saying that the luggage should be in the international express, so the specialties of mustard and hot sauce, even if there is no limit, it is impossible to take it out of thin air and use it, otherwise it will be a headache in the face of a group of curious babies how to explain.

What's more, in the quest description, he is clearly asked to use the "Secret Spice Pack"!

But......

Due to the presence of a wonderful advanced passive.

If it weren't for the last resort, Xia Yan really didn't want to use such materials that he couldn't control.

"Ha, the task requires, then there is no way." Xia Yan sighed lowly, not knowing whether to sigh for the immeasurable quality of the dishes, or for the uncertain future of a group of juniors and sisters.

Gacha, here we go!

Xia Yan consumed a sum of system funds, locked the corresponding specialty, and said silently: "Buy!" ”

Ding, on the desk in the bedroom, suddenly there was an extra spice packet.

Untie the layers of small pouches.

Soon, on the flattened paper, there was a cloud of spice dust of about 100 grams of net weight.

Systematic qualification is also not necessary.

Xia Yan's nose sniffed, the last time he opened the silver treasure chest, he obtained a nose with a wonderful olfactory potential, and immediately identified the most obvious tastes:

"Sichuan pepper, cinnamon, cloves, grass fruit, angelica, ......"

"Ugh!"

While smelling the information of the spice packet, I also had a judgment on the best use of the spice packet in my mind.

"Probably, it's an all-purpose stew spice packet?"

Although the tea party after dinner, the big fish and big meat, a bit out of place, but if there is no suitable casting material, it can only be used hard.

As for the combination and combination of spices, as well as the internal, the subtle spice formula of adding one point and subtracting one millimeter.

In a word, it is the use of spices.

Xia Yan wasn't worried at all.

Since the system indicates that it is a "premium" quality, it is guaranteed that there is no falsehood.

But what worries him is not about quality.

But......

Unpredictable taste!

His sense of smell is not [super-smell] or [divine sense of smell], so it is difficult to distinguish some subtle spice ingredients, and here, it is often the elusive key!

"Put this bag first, continue to draw cards!"

Xia Yan rubbed his hands, a pack of 100 grams of comprehensive spice powder, priced at a thousand dollars, bought ten packs of eight packs in one go, he didn't feel any pain in the flesh, anyway, if they were stored properly, these spice packets could be kept until the day when they had the opportunity to use them reasonably.

The second pack, the nose sniffed.

"Hmm!"

"Parsley, thyme, bay leaf, uh, this strange creamy flavor, is it some kind of cheese rind, grate?"

Full of European style and foreign style!

Xia Yan paused and continued to find the third pack.

……

Shining stars and moons hang high above the black curtain of night over the Polar Star Valley.

Zenji Marui's room, on the second floor, room 205.

Since this group of first-year freshmen moved into Polestar Liao, Zenji Marui's room has been like a fixed meeting place for everyone's tea party.

Zenji Marui, who has the nickname of 'Doctor of Taste', is also a culinary prowess.

He joined Professor Takao Miyazato's research group.

This is a professor on the same level as Roland Chapel in the Far Moon School.

In addition to having an extraordinary understanding of taste, this spectacle house is also a living encyclopedia of classical literature on food, as well as related papers and research.

Although he is a deep house, the bookshelves in the room are also crowded with all kinds of books, but there are no books or magazines with exposed covers.

Or maybe it's Zenji Marui hiding too well.

Otherwise, with the frequency of the people in Polestar Liao gathering in his room, those books and magazines that are not suitable for children have long been found by the two brothers Daigo Aoki and Shoji Sato, who have long been jumped out, and made fun of them in public.

"Knock knock!"

Zenji Marui opened the door.

"Hello, I didn't expect me to be the fastest—" Yoshino Yuhime smiled, and when he entered the door, he didn't forget to slap Marui on the shoulder.

Zenji Marui grinned in pain.

was originally gloomy and depressed, but now his complexion is even more ugly.

"What's the matter, Marui-kun, you don't seem to be happy?"

The second dorm member came, also a girl.

Ryoko Sakaki, who has the largest European faction in Polestar Liao, has a proud figure and a gentle personality, and her personality is the big sister who knows her in the dormitory. She cast a concerned glance at the spectacled house.

Marui Zenji's lips pursed, and he said for a long time: "I—How can I be happy!" ”

I smelled the smell of snacks wafting in the air in the originally clean room.

The eyes fell on Yoshino Yuhime, who had just sat on the carpet.

Seeing the quirky girl put down a small dinner plate, she took out a bottle of carbonated drink, poured a glass, drank it in one gulp, and then hummed an unknown tune in her mouth.

"Marui, where's your tea party snack?"

Shoji Sato and Daigo Aoki also arrived.

These two simply sat on Zenji Marui's bed.

The snacks they prepared for the tea party were a bowl of misty 'oden' and a plate of fried mixed vegetables.

"Hey!"

Marui Zenji strongly protested: "Don't sit on other people's beds without permission! ”

I don't know who touched the remote control, turned on the TV, and the volume was turned up very high, covering the protest voice of Marui Zenji, the owner of the room.

About ten minutes passed.

Megumi Tadoko, who was late and looked uneasy, sat down next to Yuhime Yoshino.

"Hey, Megumi, your cuisine is very Hokkaido hometown." Yuki Yoshino said with interest.

"Everyone—"

Ichishiki enters the house, wearing a kitchen apron and a white kitchen hat.

Seeing the situation of everyone's gathering, the leader of Polestar Liao couldn't help but be moved and high-pitched, like a lyrical orator: "This is youth!" This is the memory of the student years! ”

"It's amazing to be under the same roof, share delicious dishes with each other, and get pleasure from each other's crafts......

The crowd either had black lines on their heads, or pinched cold sweat.

Isshiki senior.

It's okay to have a tea party, please don't climb from the ceiling next time to notify, or use the dormitory's unique sound ventilation duct, like a fly, buzzing tirelessly harassing.

Everyone in Polestar Liao complained in their hearts.

After a meal of eulogy and chanting, Yishihui looked around the room, and suddenly there was a "uh" sound, and the whole person was stuck.

He found that a very important and crucial existence was missing.

"What about Xia Yanjun?"

I couldn't help but scratch the side of my face in distress.

Yi Sehui felt strange: "Isn't it just snacks and snacks for the tea party, not some complicated dishes, does Xia Yanjun need such a long time?" ”

The other members of Polestar Liao didn't dare to comment on anything.

After all, it was the first day of meeting, and it was not clear what the character of this legendary senior was.

Whew, blah, kick......

Then.

On the main staircase adjacent to Zenji Marui's room, there was the sound of footsteps.

With the footsteps, a subtle smell, like an approaching dark storm, before the people arrived, everyone in the room faintly sensed the danger, and swallowed their saliva one by one.

"I've been waiting."