At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, a black car stopped on time outside the gate of Polestar Liao.

The driver was sent by the Nagi family, and the new scarlet sand came down from the passenger seat, only to see Xia Yan carrying a big box, followed by Yishihui and Jiu I took care of the discipline.

"You don't mind if I take the two of them, do you?" Xia Yan asked.

"No problem, it's a relaxed and informal family banquet, and Chief Dojima will also be there, not to mention that the commander also knows Jiu me and Senior Isshiki, after all, they are genius students who went to school in the middle of the far month."

As he spoke, Shinto Scarlet took the initiative to open the door of the back seat.

Seeing Xia Yan sitting in the middle with the box, plus Yishihui and Jiu I Zhaoji, the three well-proportioned teenagers did not look crowded in the back seat.

"What's in the box?"

"Oh, this, since it's a visit, you have to bring some small gifts, this is a little souvenir."

Bo Li......

Native......

Xinhu Scarlet Shazi's curiosity suddenly came up, since he is a student of Yuanyue, he has to forcibly give a meeting gift when he knows that the Nagi family has a big family, and it must not be a mortal thing.

Nothing to say all the way.

The car drove to the back hill of the school park,It's a mountainous area.,Surrounded by trees,Looking up at the low parking apron,A faint piece of Japanese-style buildings can be seen.。

Very classic Japanese-style manor.

The style is very close to Xia Yan's Nagi Mansion, not a western-style villa.

Thinking that this is the Tokyo metropolitan area, even if the location is very remote and almost handed over to the next city and county, it can be said that it is a big family that owns a mountain villa in Tokyo, and compared to those European-style mansions in the bustling city, the background is faintly a large level higher.

The new household Scarlet Shazi took them to the squatter where the family feast was held.

In the distance, a refreshing and attractive male voice came out: "...... Haha, I knew that today's protagonist was not me, and Nagi Kiri's family hadn't held a family banquet for a long time. ”

Another old man's deep voice continued, "Gin, you just said that Joichiro and that kid have met?" ”

"That's ......"

Inside the house, Dojima Silver took out his mobile phone, and was just about to tell an interesting story about Kohei Restaurant, when someone knocked on the lattice sliding door, and the voice of Shinto Scarlet Shazi came out: "Commander-in-chief, Chief Dojima, the guest has been brought." ”

The doorway opened suddenly.

Dojima Silver was stunned, his eyes met Xia Yan, who had just arrived, and they stared at each other speechlessly.

"Ahem."

Patting the vacant seat next to him, Dojima Silver greeted him in a disguised loud voice, "Come, you just sit here." ”

It is said that it is a family banquet, and the ranking is also particular, and Xia Yan found that Dojima Silver was sitting at the top of the left side of the long table.

You must know that neon respects the left, and the personality of the left minister is higher than that of the right minister.

The seat that Dojima Silver points to is the second seat on the left.

When Xia Yan was hesitating, he saw the old man in the main seat, and nodded to him lightly in the air, Xia Yan simply didn't have to worry about anything, and sat down cross-legged. He's still not used to sitting on tatami mats.

As for Isshihui, Kuga Zhaoji and Xinhu Scarlet Sand, they sat in a row opposite Xia Yan.

On the long table, only appetizers were placed.

For example, in a quaint small bowl, fried dried fish is piled up into sharp corners, and the bottom of the bowl is clear kombu broth.

There is also mugwort tofu, which is topped with sea urchin and wasabi puree, and is also drizzled with broth.

With a glance, Xia Yan smacked his lips secretly.

It is already possible to imagine the so-called "low-key luxury", which fades out of the smell of birds.

Anyway, he has never been very interested in the banquet, which focuses on seasonal ingredients and advocates fresh eating.

"That's right—"

I opened the box I was carrying, and put a few bottles and cans on the table.

Xia Yan said to Nagi Senzaemon: "This is the meeting gift I brought, the flavor of the souvenir, the commander should like it." ”

Yishihui was opposite Xia Yan, her eyebrows twitching.

The red seasoning in one of the glass bottles is not the kind of spicy bean paste.

And the other two bottles, Yisehui was a little confused.

What's this?

I don't know.

I have never seen the things that Xia Yan has shown in Polestar Liao, which are also in glass bottles, one by one, one by one.

Yishihui sighed: "Why is it a bit like pickles and pickles?" ”

Dojima Silver simply got started, scooped up a bottle, and opened the lid.

As a result, the rich salty flavor gushes out.

"It's a stain!"

After sniffing the refreshing taste, Dojima said with a gluttonous face: "Actually, compared to the bland appetizers, I still like to eat a small plate of salted food before a big meal. ”

"Ahem, that, can I eat it?"

Xia Yan: "......"

Everyone: "......"

The old man seemed to be interested, and ordered the servant to serve another pair of chopsticks, so a bottle of "souvenir" was divided.

"Click."

For a while, there was only the sound of chewing in the room.

Dojima Gin, who moved the chopsticks first, said: "The flavor is very different from our neon pickles, and the neon pickles we call are divided into many kinds of 'salted', 'sugar stains', and 'soy sauce stains'. ”

"And if you classify it according to the length of pickling time, there are ...... such as light stains, overnight stains, and impromptu stains."

For a long time, I followed the discipline and the new household was scarlet, and he was suspicious.

One of them specializes in Sichuan cuisine, and the other specializes in traditional Chinese medicine, and they can be said to be knowledgeable about Chinese cuisine and culture.

Seeing Xia Yan bottled up as a souvenir, the first reaction of the two was a question mark on their foreheads-

Isn't this special mustard?

When it comes to pickled vegetables in Chinese cuisine, isn't the stereotype pickled vegetables and sauerkraut?

And "mustard", among the eight major Chinese cuisines, does not have its place on the main table.

The two of them didn't put down the chopsticks, but they saw Dojima Silver and Nagi Kiri Senzaemon chewing and eating, the chopsticks couldn't stop, and the frequency of chopsticks was getting faster and faster.

Looked at.

After a long time, I opened my mouth according to Ji, and I wanted to yell and stop.

Feast, feast.

This kind of stuff shouldn't be eaten!

Dojima Silver quickly finished eating and gave a thumbs up: "Such a souvenir, please be sure to bring me a copy too, please!" ”

Xia Yan looked at the ceiling with an apologetic expression: "This, let's talk about it." ”

"Buy? It's always okay to buy it! Dojima waved his hand angrily, "The price is up to you—"

"Hand-made souvenirs, the annual output is limited, sorry ......" Xia Yan sighed to himself, glanced at the system funds, what is the use of collecting your banknotes, it is not to be recycled and swallowed by the system.

I found the gluttonous ghost of Dojima Silver who didn't stop without getting a few bottles.

Xia Yan was helpless, and said kindly: "Uh, Chief Dojima, this kind of pickled vegetable called 'mustard' in our Chinese is a partial snack that cannot be eaten on dog meat, anyway, there is a saying, so poor that you can't even afford to eat mustard, you can imagine how low-end it is in the minds of the majority of elders." ”

"Impossible!"

Dojima Gin's face was full of disbelief.

"This kind of product that contains the master's craftsmanship and painstaking efforts, you tell me that it is low-end? That 'Kyoto stain', which represents our neon stains, is going to be swept to a pitiful corner again?! ”

All right......

Xia Yan really didn't want to continue on this topic, and said in a narrative cold tone:

"I admit that this is a very high-end, very noble and very elegant food, once, I was eating instant noodles at the airport, and I tore open a bag of Fu Ling mustard, and the noisy airport immediately fell silent, and the onlookers cast envious eyes on me......

At this time, the door was opened again, and a female voice asked with surprise:

"Where's the high-end and noble food?"