Chapter 8: The Suspense of Taste

Due to the protection of personal privacy in modern society, the young man and the husband and wife of Xiang Wei did not continue to embarrass Kagawa, but shifted the topic to the lunch just now and the yam cake that they are eating now.

Lin Yu, that is, the young man who was regarded as a guest by the parents of the three brothers and sisters, picked up a piece of yam cake again, and the apple that was cut into thin strips was easy to chew, and generally swallowed it after two or three bites, but Lin Yu still tasted it again and again, and only reluctantly fell in love with the skin of the yam cake that was fully contained.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect that just wrapping this layer of skin can make the fruit so delicious."

Xiang Weiguo took a bite of the orange-filled yam cake, and couldn't help but sigh that he has been engaged in food processing for many years and has a soul-carved pursuit of deliciousness, so he has been committed to improving the taste of liquid food and solid food, and the attitude of excellence has also made Yuexiang Group, which was established less than 20 years ago, become the most influential food processing enterprise in the third ship group.

Yue Xiang's research on diet has now fallen into a bottleneck, after all, the types of ingredients that can be used and the development of liquid food by various ship groups in the past 20,000 years have left little room for improvement, and he took the initiative to hook up with Lin Yu this time in order to get some new breakthroughs from the traditional agriculture of the first boat group.

It's just that I didn't expect the opportunity for a breakthrough to be far away and close at hand.

Although it was a waste of a luxurious meal at the Mondo Hotel, it was also earned. After all, after this lunch, the Yuexiang Group has a new breakthrough.

"The yam adds some texture and milky flavor to them, so they taste more layered." Kagawa picked up a piece and tasted it, and I have to say that the taste of fruit is more sweet and sour now, and I don't know what technique is used to preserve it for so long, "In addition to fruits, other sweets can also be put in it." ”

"Isn't that going to get too sweet?" Xiang Weiguo suddenly grasped the key.

"Eat it with some sweet and sour juice." Kagawa raised the orange juice in his hand.

I see, juice and yam cake are sold together...... That's a good idea. Xiang Weiguo nodded while listening, silently remembering it in his heart.

Lin Yu looked at Xiang Weiguo's somewhat absent-minded appearance, and he also had a plan in his heart. If nothing else, Yuexiang will make some moves in the production of yam cake and juice next, and the yam that no one cares about in the major pharmacies will usher in unprecedented changes, and the third boat group, which holds these two sharp weapons in the next ship group exchange year, will undoubtedly change the embarrassment of no one in previous years, and become the exchange object that the major ship groups are vying to please. He touched his chin: should he seek a chance for the first ship regiment in his hometown?

With their own thoughts, Lin Yu and Xiang Weiguo invariably diverted the topic from lunch and the almost in front of them, and began to talk about the recent movements of the first boat group.

Xiangxue was bored when she heard it, so she took Kagawa and ran back to the entertainment room, and Xiangqi stayed because she was interested in the movements of the various boat groups.

Pulled by Xiangxue into the recreation room shared by the three siblings, looking at the big screen in the 21st century arcade hall and various realistic guns and steering wheels, Kagawa once again had a real sense of "his own family is very rich", if it weren't for the fact that everyone in modern times has a terminal equivalent to a portable computer, probably there will be three desks with top computers in this room.

Xiangxue put the yam cake she had just taken away on the small coffee table in the entertainment room, and the two sat on the ground, Xiangxue couldn't help but take another piece of yam cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Sister, is there a lot of this kind of delicious food in the information turbulence?"

She asked, her eyes lit up, this was the first time she had eaten such sweet food since she was born.

"I don't know, you must know that our ancestors spent more than 10,000 years in history, and there are more than 10,000 years of food history in the information turbulence...... Maybe a little longer. ”

That's what Kagawa is saying, and all she remembers is a part of the 21st century's home-cooked dishes and simple desserts, and she has to read the recipes repeatedly when making some cakes and breads, and she still hasn't read the two cookbooks she ordered when she bought the oven and air fryer. Each country and region has its own special cuisine, not to mention a multi-ethnic country like China, where two adjacent cities have different food styles.

"For more than 10,000 years, if I invent a new food a year, there are more than 10,000 kinds of food, so I can eat the same food every month."

Xiangxue thought about it, and tears of grief and indignation at the loss of human food history instantly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"There are more than 10,000 kinds, just take this yam cake." Kagawa picked up a piece of yam cake and took a bite, "The orange filling in my hand is one, and the apple filling in your hand is one, and adding some red beans and mung beans to the yam part of these two kinds of yam cake becomes a new food." ”

Is it so perfunctory? Xiangxue wanted to complain, but thinking about it, the solid food she usually eats is also a new kind of vegetables and grains, even if it is a new food, she can't refute the ancient earthlings' division of types of food. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a hard bite of the yam cake, but the sweet snack quickly calmed her little unpleasantness.

"It's delicious," she sighed, "why did our ancestors forget to make such a delicious thing?" ”

Kagawa searched for her "memories" and didn't mention them in her modern history, so she replied casually, "Who knows, maybe it's because the taste has changed since the universe." ”

"But we all think this yam cake is delicious."

Faced with this question, Kagawa also felt puzzled. Although the staple food has become a fishy liquid that people cannot eat in the 21st century, and solid food that they have not eaten but should not taste good according to the attitude of their older brothers and sisters, the three elders and their older siblings who are new to food made by 21st century cooking methods can distinguish gnocchi and yam cake as "delicious" with their sense of taste.

Since modern humans retain the concept of "delicious", why not develop the common ingredients listed by the kitchen AI for themselves, and instead settle for the unpalatable modern food?

This peculiar contradiction even made Kagawa feel for a while whether he had crossed into a sci-fi background online text with a very casual setting, otherwise how could he encounter himself on the first day of travel with the cool plot of "the ancients in the 21st century use food to conquer future people".

No matter how bloody it is, maybe it is that strange young man who is curious about himself, thinking "Hmph, interesting woman" and then starting a bloody plot with himself about the little chef and the domineering president.

Thinking about Kagawa himself, he shuddered, this kind of plot was okay when he was a student, and it really made me feel goosebumps when I encountered social beatings.

And the young man's demeanor was very similar to that of her college professor, who was almost 60 years old. The average age of modern people is 800 years old, and the modern self is 16 years old, if you really start a period with the other party, it will be converted to a 21st century perspective...... The picture is too beautiful to watch, it will make her lose her desire for the world.