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Chapter 37: 'Fake Crispy Roast'

The sun is setting.

"Walk slowly"

In front of the lattice of the Yukihira restaurant, a red-haired hedgehog-headed boy waved to the far away guest Yuanyue.

The dinner peak has passed, and in another half an hour, the restaurant will be closed.

Yukihei Tsuma returns to the store.

On the bar, there was another 'Teppanyaki Tofu' left by the student named Xia Yan who cooked it specially before leaving.

Listening to the dishes that were not long after they were served, and making a "wavy" sound, Yukihei Tsubasaki inexplicably thought of the scene where the old guests ate and praised them all the time, and suddenly felt the bleakness and helplessness.

"It was clearly the restaurant of Yukihira, but the guests... were all captured by the outside chef."

A hand covered with calluses suddenly rested on the boy's shoulder.

"Chuangzhen, I won today."

snort.

Yukihei Shin-mao patted his father's hand and turned around and shouted angrily: "Don't worry about the outcome between us father and son for now. That Yuanyue student has almost completely absorbed the popularity of our restaurant."

"If he is not a student, but a chef who intends to open a restaurant in Violet Shopping Street, then wouldn't our Lucky Restaurant be facing a crisis of bankruptcy!"

"I don't want to be killed by others for no reason before surpassing you, Dad, before becoming the pillar of the Yukihira family."

All along, Ichiro Yukihei Castle knew his son's obsession with protecting Yukihei's restaurant. He just smiled when he heard this:

"Chuangzhen, you only need to answer me one question, how about that person's cooking?"

"Is it tasty?"

Yukihiro really untied the white towel on his head. He was completely opposite to the 'God' Erina Nakiri'. He was straightforward and not arrogant. He said without thinking: "It must be delicious! I think it's better than your 'Braised Tamako Tofu', so I voted for him..."

This time it was Yukihei Ichiro choked and glared at his son: "I suspect you have lost too much. I deliberately retaliated against your father. I just gave you one vote..."

As he said that, he didn't care about waving his hand, and he turned his back to the topic.

"Chuangzhen, 'delicious' is enough to be convincing in the field of food and cuisine. If you can always make delicious and taste better than others, then whether you open a restaurant or a food and genital cooking showdown, you will be the one who will win the strongest!"

After being put on his father's shoulder with his hands, Yukihei Tsuma lowered his head and murmured:

"So, is 'delicious' the law of the food jungle, the only and the sharpest winning weapon?"

Suddenly he clenched his fists.

"Then how long will it take for me to catch up or surpass that group?"

Looking at his son's serious eyes, Ichiro Yukihei Castle burst into laughter: "This question is, when you finish the third year of junior high school, you will go and find the answer by yourself when you go to high school."

After saying that, he turned around and Ichiro Yukihiro looked at the "Teppanyaki Tofu" on the bar again.

There is a hint of solemnity in the eyes.

After a while, I skillfully took out my cell phone, took a photo, opened the social communication software, and sent a message to my friend who was noted "Silver":

"【picture】."

There was a quick reply from the side: "?"

"The junior of the Pole Star Door you mentioned to me, I went to my restaurant today."

“???”

"Is there such a coincidence?"

Ichiro Yukihiro's mobile phone is not a brick elderly phone with a keyboard. In the early years, he traveled around the world, and his concept was naturally much more open than that of the middle-aged and elderly generation in Neon. He used the smart phone very skillfully. He continued to type: "I'm sorry you are not there. Gin. That kid seems to be more powerful than you described."

"You are not saying that he is good at piled up dark and spicy food. If his dishes are taken first and invaded his tongue and mouth, the dishes served by the latter will become bland and tasteless..."

"But today there is no heavy taste, and his dishes still have some "killing" shadows."

at the same time.

In the office of an office building under Yuanyue, Gin Dojima was stunned and looked at the news on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Kill" in Yuanyue Campus refers to a powerful dish, and it is also true that it is called the chef's hidden trick. Once you master the "Kill" recipe, you will have the core competitiveness against the throne of the ten masters from now on.

but.

The big shots that must be killed in the eyes of Gin Dojima and Ichiro Yukihiro, Yukihiro, are not that mysterious and complicated. They are indescribable. They are nothing more than having unique and unreplicable [traits]!

The traits can be strong or weak. Dojima Gin knew that among this group of students from the Forbidden City, the one with the strongest traits is Si Yingshi, who has firmly ranked first in the top ten.

His personal must-kill recipes are very strong, so strong that some low-level chefs feel afraid.

...

Under the setting sun, I returned to the tram of the far moon.

"Dingdong, please receive your mission reward."

“Received successfully!”

On the chair of the tram, Xia Yan was silently studying at a recipe book.

"Fake Crispy Barbecue".

This is his gain from Yu Xingping’s improvisational 2-star recipe. When the information flowed into his head, Xia Yan found that the content of the recipe was not much different from the comics and dramas he read, but the details were much more detailed.

Potatoes, onions.

Oyster mushrooms and breakfast bacon rolls.

Speaking of the story behind this recipe of the King of Medicine, it is also quite interesting. The real estate queen, Mine Nozaki Yaeko, who was drugged at the beginning, also set the tone for the food rules of the world of "The Spirit of the Eater" and set the tone for the tone of the thriller of the clothes.

The recipe is very simple, but the key is not the content. Even without the recipe, Xia Yan can imitate a "counterfeit crispy barbecue" dish according to his memory.

The key is...

Is this recipe for "Pharm" a key to the door opener?

No matter how much the cooking soul is burning, it can only be suppressed. It will take at least an hour to go back by the tram.

Xia Yan glanced at the Kuwo Shouki next to him, and felt a little disappointed: "Why didn't you make your 'tomato stewed tofu' at the Yukihiro restaurant just now? You don't seem to be happy and have no energy to compete with a powerful off-campus boy?"

Upon hearing this, Zhaoji opened his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

"No matter how powerful it is, it is not as powerful as you."

"?"

What's the relationship with me?

Kuroi Saki continued, "My goal is to surpass you and defeat you."

"So I said, what is the connection between me and you making 'Tomato Stewed Yuzi Tofu'? Isn't it good to fight monsters and level up before you defeat me?"

“…”

After a long time, Zhaoji's eyes suddenly became very resentful: "It's you!"

"It's okay if you don't come forward and don't cook. Seeing that you work so hard to make 'Yuzi Tofu', why do I still make myself bored... I know that I will be compared and ignored by everyone..."

It's really my fault? Xia Yan stared at the top of the carriage in silence.

This time, the gains from the world deviation value of the off-campus group were simply 0%.

In other words, when he went to Yukihira Restaurant, he did not have any impact on the original plot trajectory. It was correct when he thought about it. After a long time, Yukihira's game ended hastily, and Yao Dad could not allow Yukihira, who had just entered the third year of junior high school in April this year, to transfer to Yuanyue Junzhong Middle School one year ahead of schedule.
Chapter completed!
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