Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 32 World Bias Values

Xia Yan was reading the recipe of "Roasted Tofu with Bean Sauce" over and over again.

How should I describe his state under the effect of the 'Tranquilizing Pill', he probably took the medicine...

No, taking drugs only lasts or increases hardness. Now he feels that even after a whole afternoon of cooking, he has no sense of fatigue and emptiness in body and mind, and he is as energetic as he was when he woke up in the morning.

I--

Can fight all day!

"Hold the grass, are you running out of ingredients?"

Looking back to the basket, he found that the tofu and the 'bean paste' prepared in advance were gone. Xia Yan sighed, and glanced at the system prompt on the field of vision again:
Rated 94.

He just finished the last one, which was also his best homework this afternoon.

"Practicing in this state, I feel that the full score is very fast!" Xia Yan was not in a hurry, but the seconds counting down to the effect of the medicine made him so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

It is true that the medicine works for 24 hours, but he is not an iron man. It is terrifying to use it for 15 hours after a full day.

Just as he was about to review his homework on the dining table, he was startled by the silent figures at the door.

Xia Yan expressed dissatisfaction: "Didn't I lock the door, how did you open it?"

"I opened it with the spare key..."

Mrs. Wenxu said coldly.

The lingering oily smoke affected the vision, and Xia Yan realized that Yishihui was standing behind Yishihui, the evil star of the house management, and said badly in his heart, and hurriedly turned to turn on the ventilator and exhaust fan.

"I told you two days ago that you must turn on the range hood when cooking." Mrs. Wenxu stood at the door with her hips akimbo, her expression uneasy, "You are the first student of the Department of Chinese Studies in Jixing Liao. Most of the students here are from Western food and Japanese cuisine. If they can’t open it, I don’t force it. Chinese cuisine is good in everything, but the oily smoke is too heavy..."

Yisehui stood up to adjust the atmosphere: "Xia Yanjun is too focused and serious, he will pay attention next time."

The language changed.

"Well, compared to these details, I care more about Xia Yanjun's homework." He tucked around the table with his hands behind his back, managed to stand still, pinched his nose tightly, and lowered his head to sniff the hot pepper that was coming out of the red plate on the table. Suddenly, choked tears appeared in the eye sockets.

"Having said that, the average quality of your homework is really... tsk..."

Yisehui shook his head.

Xia Yan looked at him with "Ma's mentally retarded" eyes, "If you want to praise, you can feed it in a normal way, and I will accept everything without saying a word."

Yisehui smiled without saying a word, turned to a visitor and asked, "What do you think, my classmate for a long time?"

For a long time, I didn't answer according to Ji, like a hard and stinky stone, I just stood there staring at the red plate on the dining table, smelling the surging spicy smell.

To know.

He was originally a master of Sichuan cuisine, and in Yuanyue he was known as the ruler of "numb" and "spicy".

Even if Mrs. Wenxu didn't open the door with a spare key, allowing him to witness the whole process of cooking the red plate, and witness the horrible state of this guy cooking when he just set a goal that must be surpassed.

When he smelled this table of dishes that were supposed to be "practice homework", it exuded a sharp and spicy smell that made his heart tremble.

Jiuga Zhaoji can also be sure that this so-called "homework" is of high quality and scary only from the taste.

Put it in Yuanyue's cooking practice class, and get a proper grade of A or higher!
and.

Thinking that I had been waiting in Jixing Liao for almost an afternoon, at this time, the sunset glowed through the window and sprinkled on the waxed wooden floor of the kitchen...

After a long time, I Zhaoji suddenly became very autistic.

In particular, I observed that "Target" practiced in full strength for an entire afternoon, and there was no trace of tiredness on his face. Won't you be tired?"

"I wish I could feel tired."

Stretching for a while and listening to the creaking sound of the bones, Xia Yan waved to the halberd-eating opponent as if nothing had happened, as a greeting: "But I don't feel tired at all, I really want to go to rest, take a bath , ended the day successfully, but I really feel that I can fight another day!"

"Fight all day? And then the day's homework, is the quality of A-level or above?"

The kitchen suddenly became very quiet, and I didn't complain about it for a long time, so I just stared at him quietly.

what happened?
Xia Yan felt that his neck was chilly, and the atmosphere was not right.

Yishihui was still smiling, but why did the angel's smile, which usually looked bright and sunny, reveal darkness and resentment.

Hold the grass!Blackening? !

Xia Yan closed his mouth, and realized that he had accidentally activated the taunting skill, and the hatred value was instantly full.

……

Just like that, a few days passed.

The headquarters building of the former "Chinese Cuisine Research Association".

Jiuga Zhaoji looked at the club light box signboard replaced by club members, which read in traditional Chinese characters——

Dark Cuisine Club.

At the same time, the recruiting reception window of the headquarter was bustling like never before. Dozens of male and female students lined up and were excitedly filling out the newcomer form distributed by the club cadres.

"It doesn't matter what the club is called. I only know this club. It will definitely be promoted to an 'S' rating within this year!"

"Nonsense, after all, the new chief is a first-year freshman who strongly defeated Teruji Kuga. Many professors predict that in the autumn selection in the second half of the school year, a new top ten lineup will be born..."

"The core condition for the S rating is that there is at least one of the top ten masters."

Yuanyue, who respects the law of the jungle, and the S-level large association, control an astonishing amount of budgetary resources. Departmental activity venues cannot be calculated by classrooms, but how many buildings should be used.

And when it comes to personal connections, which of the ten heroes in the original book has not established contact with off-campus food suppliers and chain catering operators.

All in all, here are the resources a newcomer could wish for.

The top floor of the headquarters is the exclusive area for the general. Each floor is an activity room, including bedrooms, bathrooms, several professional kitchens and food storage warehouses.

dong dong——

Jiuga Zhaoji got the response of "Please come in" before pushing the door open.

A mix of spicy and numbing smells hits me head-on.

In the room, a black metal pot was placed on the stove, and the 'Sanjiao Sesame Butter Pot' inside was steaming.

And the ten outstanding candidate master generals who have attracted the attention and discussion of newcomers are holding a plate, with chopsticks holding a large piece of Kobe beef, dipping it into the red pot, and after more than ten seconds, lift the chopsticks and dip it in the original soup sauce, and put it into his mouth It's hearty to eat.

"Jiuga-kun, you are here, do you want to have a taste?" The general said with a smile.

"..."

Soul pale!

This is my recipe.

Jiu I remembered that two days ago, I made an agreement with the new chief general to exchange the recipes used by the other party on the food halberd, and see who can learn and master the fastest. He agreed without thinking too much. up.

As a result, until today, others have set up the stove, served hot pot, and eaten top-quality wagyu beef in front of me again and again. As for myself, I am still very confused about the recipe of "Persimmon and Green Pepper Shredded Pork".

The recipe can be said to be very simple.

But no matter what, he can't achieve the artistic conception of playing taste and time baptism.

Damn, what is missing!

Why is there no soul? !

"Jiuwo-kun, I'm leaving school for a trip, do you want to follow?" Xia Yan put down the plate, drank a few sips of Fat House Happy Water, and let out a few comfortable breaths.

"Where?"

For a long time, I Zhaoji was very resentful.

"An interesting place."

Seeing Jiuga refuse according to the instructions, Xia Yan added: "There is a very powerful young man there, I think he will be Jiuga-kun's strong enemy in the future, and he will also defeat you."

"I've said it more than once, the loser has dignity!"

Anyone who is used as a unit of measurement for combat power will be upset, Jiu Wo Zhaoji's forehead twitched violently: "I lost to you, but I recognize your strength, as for the others... Ha ha!"

then.

On the tram leaving school.

Xia Yan flipped through the phone's location map, and after confirming that the destination was correct, he glanced at Kuga Teruki, who was sitting next to him with folded arms, with a stinky face, feeling very amused.

It's really interesting, the first meeting between Yaowang and Jiuga Shiuji was a whole year earlier than the original book.

This can be regarded as interfering with the trajectory of the original book and... creating a deviation, right?
In the field of view, the system information says:
[The world deviation value is estimated. 】

[If you are in this world, if the deviation value of indirect or direct promotion reaches more than 50%, "Spirit of Halberd Eater" will be the second paradise world to establish a stable access port after "China One"...]

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~~~
　　


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