Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 244 The Changed Training Camp

"Between the Moon and the Sky" venue, in the sunny corridor.

Saibajo Ichiro, who has the name of 'Sura', watched the gradually disappearing figure, and didn't look back for a long time.

Frowning, the middle-aged man nicknamed Yao Dae obviously had too much confusion in his heart, even though he deliberately stayed behind and accompanied Nakiri Senzaemon to explore the secrets of the dishes.

At this moment, one wall is an extremely bright corridor made of all glass. In Saibajo Ichiro's view, the road that the young man walked seemed to be filled with an unbreakable white mist.

"Dad?"

In the pocket, there was a faint voice coming from the phone.

Ichiro Takushiro took out the hot phone that had been covered for a long time, glanced at the battery bar on the upper right corner, and found that it had turned into an orange-yellow slot, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Chaoyang, let's make a long story short, just be direct if you want to ask."

"Of course it's the kind of ingredient that seems to be the version of the alienated truffle!"

Faced with the problem of the adopted son's gasping sound.

Saibajo Ichiro shook his head, "I don't understand—"

Ah!
The phone let out an annoyed and angry cry.

"How could it be!" Caibo Chaoyang yelled at the other end of the voice, "It was the same last time, I still don't understand the 'incomprehensible' sword skills until now, and I tried to follow the video tape Learn by imitating, the more you imitate, the more stupid you will feel!"

Hearing this, Saibajo Ichiro looked strange, "You got the videotape of that public class, and then went to analyze and study?"

"Analyze a ghost!"

There was a faint scolding sound of exasperation.

"..." Saibajo Ichiro didn't know what to say, how to evaluate his adopted son's behavior.

At least, if it was him, after he entered middle age and his hairline grew taller, although his culinary skills had reached the peak in a certain period of his life, prudence and prudence also accounted for the vast majority of his character and behavior, so he Ichiro Paujo will not imitate anyone easily, trying to control the kind of "do not understand", because it is in the similar fanatical puzzle-solving action that he will sink deeper and deeper, until the cooking concept he has created with great difficulty gradually sinks .

"If it was me when I was young, maybe I would be desperate to embrace the unknown!"

Thinking of this, Ichiro Paujo couldn't help turning his head, staring at the portraits hanging high on the walls of the auditorium and stands from the entrance of the stadium that had not yet been closed.

The portraits of the first seats in the past are arranged here.

He looked at the most legendary one among them, which was the high-spirited Dojima Gin in high school.

Witnessing the youthful but confident face of his best friend, Ichiro Saibajo thought of himself inexplicably, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The times have changed after all, adults..."

On the other end of the phone, adopted son Caibo Chaoyang was still chattering:
"Father, what about the others, what do they think? Nakiri Senzaemon is here, right? Don't you understand the majestic 'Demon King of Food'?"

Ichiro Saibajo came back to his senses, and shook his head amusedly, "It's not watching, but eating."

"I think the mood of the commander-in-chief at the moment is probably similar to that of your father and me... No, I think his feelings are deeper. After all, the changes and storms of change in the food industry are most likely to endanger the commander-in-chief in Neon. 'Reign of the Pillars'."

"A new era, a new crown..."

Saibajo Ichiro said something in a low voice, glanced at the battery level that fell to the red warning, and cut off the real-time voice communication without saying hello.

……

Nakiri's house.

After returning from "Tsukitenma", Senzaemon sat silently in the tea room, staring at the wide and open courtyard ahead, and after a long time, he made a phone call, preparing to issue a decision document unanimously approved by the board of directors:
"Si, come to the house for a while."

In a culinary laboratory in the academy, Si Yingshi was full of doubts, put down the landline phone, "Hey, from the tone of the commander-in-chief, it seems that there is something big going on? Strange, the recent school affairs arrangements, in addition to the "residential study" for freshmen, There is basically nothing that the commander-in-chief can bother with. "

Unable to understand, Si Yingshi shook his head, and could only regretfully and unwillingly glance at the kitchen counter, halfway through the recipe research.

Main material - beef hind leg.

Accessories, spices - personal recipes that emphasize spicy and ancient flavors.

Cooking tools - metal steamer.

"About that article "Spiced Beef Stewed with Ancient Flavors", my personal re-enactment finally has a clue." Si Yingshi took off his cooking clothes and changed into Yuanyue's boy uniform, while turning his head to the kitchen counter reluctantly, "The use of alienated beef is probably no problem. The point is, the 'old taste' of the recipe is not enough, far from enough!"

"It's my attainments in this area, is it too superficial? It seems that I'm going to ask Professor Jun Shiomi for advice!"

boom!
After closing the door, Si Yingshi thoughtfully walked into the elevator.

……

On the shore of Lake Ashi, Yuanyue Li Palace.

This place is the hell training place for this year's "residential study" freshmen. It is about 2 and a half hours' drive from Yuanyue Campus.

The freshmen departed by bus in the morning, so it happened to be noon when they arrived at the hotel.

Then, nearly a thousand freshmen were notified to gather in the hotel's grand banquet hall.

But an hour passed, almost two hours, still no staff came out to preside over the work, the hall was full of noise, and the freshmen were in groups, chatting with each other about what they had to do.

Everyone gathered in Jixing Liao.

"strangeness!"

Yoshino Yuki, who was waiting impatiently, puffed up her cheeks and said, "According to Isshiki's senior training experience, the first day's subjects will be very tight! Busy!"

"But what's going on now—"

Hearing the girl talking loudly and venting her boredom, the taciturn Ibuzaki Jun among the boys cast a glance and said expressionlessly: "Wouldn't it be better to save your energy to deal with the subject?"

Yoshino Yuuhime was quiet for a while, but still couldn't stay idle, she quietly moved to Tian Suohui's side, and poked the girl's shoulder with her finger, "Hey, Xiaohui, there are nearly a thousand people gathered in this hall, right? Do you know how many people survived! I heard from Senior Yishi that the elimination rate is terrible!"

Saying that, Yoshino Yuuhime carefully observed Tian Suohui's facial expression, expecting her reaction.

however.

Tian Suohui treats her like air, and it is true that sweat is dripping from her forehead from time to time, but these nervousness, nervousness, obviously paid for the wrong occasion, and it is not nervous about the "residential study" that is going on at all!
"...Your Excellency Chengoro ordered 'teriyaki chicken cutlet'...Your Excellency Alphonse ordered 'Curry Rice'...Master Aldorios ordered 'Fried Tenderloin Steak'..."

"Horse, right there!"

The girl with blue hair and double braids kept muttering, "Ah, no, Miss Faldaniya actually wants to eat pure vegetarian fried rice? Hey, why did the store manager give me a custom recipe manuscript called "Comet?" Strange name like "Fried Rice"..."

Yoshino Yuuhime and Ryoko Sakaki next to her looked at each other.

"She never stopped?"

Ryoko Sakaki nodded angrily and amusedly.

So Yoshino Yuki looked sad, and put her hand on her forehead: "It's over! Xiaohui must still be dreaming!"

(End of this chapter)