Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 243 +5%!

in the venue.

There is not much at all. The amount of "Baoshan Feilong Pot" in one pot is less than half a bowl per person, and the soup and ingredients have been divided up.

The discussion on ingredients has come to an end for now.

Obviously, compared with the desire to find out the answers to the ingredients, the appetite that has been high at this time is the most urgent to be satisfied!
"Any more?"

Among the members of the board of directors, an old man in a kimono with a stooped body and thinning hair, with a blush all over his wrinkled face, stared straight at Xia Yan.

The rest of the members also rioted, chattering:

"Not enough, not far enough—"

"Please have another pot!"

"Where is one pot enough, I will definitely be able to eat one pot by myself! Don't fight with me, I will eat one pot myself...Hungry and thirsty!"

Compared to them, Dojima Gin, Shinomiya Kojiro, Saibajo Ichiro and others were silent, with expressions of aftertaste and thought.

"What do you think, Sigong?"

A big generous hand was placed on the shoulder, and the warm masculine breath came through the clothes. Shinomiya Kojiro was shocked, and looked a little cold, and cast a disgusted look at Dojima Gin. Then bluntly, distance yourself.

"Are you referring to the standard of cooking?" Shinomiya snorted softly, lifted his chin lightly, and swept his eyes towards a group of old guys in front of them, looking at these old urchins with excited expressions and quarreling endlessly, "This is the result, You can see it!"

Dojima Yin was helpless, "I mean, what did you eat and what did you see in his dishes..."

Hearing this, Si Gong's eyes suddenly went into a trance.

Vast green forest.

Giant tree, cradle.

Then he was like the aborigine in the forest valley, blessed by the gods of nature, he was born to be the darling of magic, he could easily jump between the tall trees, and he could look up at the horizon on the tallest and largest ancient tree branches on the rising sun.

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

Sigong didn't say anything specific, but carefully observed Dojima Gin's expression on his brows that was different from usual, and then smiled: "It is [Broken Painting] that can keep what you want to convey in the hearts of diners like this. Ah... there is a 'something', from the culinary world on the tip of the tongue, it is quite real... conveyed!"

Dojima's silver eyes turned deep, "Oh, is that all?"

He appears to have a higher level view.

Raising his hand, he pointed to the soles of Kojiro Shinomiya's feet, "Take two steps."

Ok?
Suspicion was written on his face, Shinomiya was serious, pondered Dojima Gin's words, deeds, and expressions, and concluded that he was not playing tricks or joking, so he tentatively planned to take two steps.

However, just as the right foot stepped out and landed, there was a "snap".

The sound of landing.

And the touch from the feet.

strangeness!

Sigong's face suddenly changed from calm to astonishment, and he couldn't believe it.

……

gone.

A group of old men on the board of directors failed to get a second pot of dishes, and they were all dismissed by Xia Yan with the reason of "expensive ingredients and limited quantities".

In fact, he found an excuse to return to Jixing Liao, but the two sets of ingredients he bought from the system were really used up. Seeing that Xia Yan was biting him to death, not only did the board of directors have nothing to do with him, they also had to be nice , Line up to send business cards.

So he lost two sets of ingredients, and got a large stack of business cards backhanded. Xia Yan flipped through the two cards. They were all such and such industry giants, supply chain giants. He didn't care about the friendship of the big guys. "The title has a great influence on the Yuanyue campus and the world of food halberds, and it is exactly what he needs urgently!
[Deviation value (World of Food Halberd) +5%].

Such a reminder suddenly popped up after the old men left one after another.

Done!Huge fat!
Xia Yan praised, but he was not in a hurry to use the 5% 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:

['The Lost Delicacy' ([-]). 】

Content: Use the berry part of "Carnivorous Vine" to make a special snack, with unlimited characteristics/indexes, and unlimited recipe forms and styles.

Time limit: 30 days.

Reward: "Recipe Lucky Bag" (Chinese Department, Food Halberd Department)*1, 5 idle skill points.

"Premium dim sum, I really don't know it at all!" Xia Yan tsk-tsk.

……

Not all are leaving.

In the stadium, Saibajo Ichiro and Nakiri Senzaemon deliberately stayed behind.

"This "Paper Pot", the form is greater than the meaning, right? "Senzaemon stepped forward leisurely, and grabbed the pot that was left on the stove and hadn't been thrown away as a waste product.

This is the question on his mouth, but Senzaemon seriously disassembled the "paper pot". Take them out and arrange them neatly on the kitchen counter.

The paper remained intact, and during the process of boiling the broth, it didn't appear to be broken in the slightest.

As for filtering impurities or something.

There are some fine particles on the paper, but this level is not enough to attract Nakiri Senzaemon's attention. Besides, from a scientific point of view, Ren Xiayan said that the "paper pot" has its own function of filtering impurities. , the Yuanyue commander-in-chief is afraid that 1 people don't believe it.

Glancing at the disassembled items on the table, Nakiri Senzaemon was stunned for a long time, "I still don't quite understand it, and I can't find any mystery."

Xia Yan simply raised his hand, "Actually, it's just a form."

"Or, it can also be called a 'sense of ritual'."

"I think having such a ceremony is a tribute to the classics."

Xia Yan added in his heart: Yes, there is an inner taste, a sense of ritual infused with the soul is indispensable!

pay tribute?

Saibajo Ichiro and Nakiri Senzaemon were all startled.

"Isn't this your recipe?"

Xia Yan shook his head, "No, what you have just seen and eaten are my recipes and dishes."

Saibajo Ichiro let out a "tsk", and didn't bother with the recipe, but asked seriously: "So, the reason why the boiled soup is clear and free of impurities is that it has enough flavor. Super fire control?"

"Yes!"

This answer without hesitation made Cai Bo Chaoyang on the other end of the voice call it impossible.

The soup is delicious, but the ingredients are not boiled.

Such a "fire" is not scientific at all!

Definitely not modern gastronomy anyway!
……

In the parking lot, in a business multi-seater car.

Gin Dojima, in a suit and leather shoes, turned his head and glanced at the venue of "Tsuki and Ten", turned around and got into the car, and closed the door.

"Go directly to the Yuanyue chain resort hotel in Lake Ashi, Yuanyue Rigong." Dojima Gin said to the driver, looking down at his watch, guessing that time was tight in his heart, and he was afraid that he would be late for a while, so that the group The lovely first graders are waiting.

"It's too late for the scheduled time."

Kojiro Shinomiya suddenly spoke from the back seat.

Dojima Ginto didn't turn his head back, resting his head on the cushion of the passenger seat, he said with a sigh: "It's okay, Hyugako and Wutongtian must have arrived, yes, Professor Chapelle can come forward to preside over the overall situation... "

"I'm here." Another deep voice also came from the back row.

Dojima Gin patted his forehead, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you stayed to witness this incident of 'breaking school history'!"

The owner of the voice is naturally Roland Chapelle.

In the original book, several important people in charge of the "residence study" work were actually delayed by one thing. They knew they would be late, but they didn't show the slightest annoyance in their words and deeds.

Toot, the car engine started, and it drove straight to the outskirts of Tokyo.

And Dojima Gin, who had a cushioned headrest, was not interested in chatting, and no one took the initiative to talk to him. From the perspective of God, you would find that the three passengers in the car at this moment are all in a similar sleeping state. His face was gradually covered by a peaceful and serene expression.

call--

Breeze, blow.

Waking up in a swaying rattan basket.

Dojima Gin, who thought he had entered the dreamland, looked down at the milky white "tentacles" that sucked the navel and oozes mucus, and then looked at the towering giant tree in the field of vision, his eyes were full of amazement, "And Are you back? The mother tree..."

Dojima Gin squeezed his fist.

It wasn't an illusion, he had been exercising all year round and had a terrifying physique, but he found that his strength had suddenly increased significantly.

"Well……"

There was movement from the cradle and basket next door.

Gin Dojima observed from the side, and saw Kojiro Shinomiya and Professor Roland Chapelle not far away, breathing with closed eyes, with an intoxicated expression, as if immersed in a strange fragrance.

On the bottom of their feet, there are mushrooms growing in tree holes, and strange plants that seem to be waiting for their prey to throw themselves into the net with rattan weaving nets.

(End of this chapter)