A Stall Is Set Up at the Gate of Tōtsuki, And A Food Praise Ten Thousand Times Return

Silly Baitian didn't seem to notice the difference at all.

At this time, I was drinking duck bone soup.

Even drinking from a bowl can't hide the aura of a noble lady like Mary of the Turtle City.

After waiting for a while, the system beep never appeared.

Chu Feng knew that he couldn't get skills from the two of them today.

I don't care much.

There are not many things in the Guiwa Wheel and the Guihecheng Mary Club.

Especially the latter.

Seems like only fencing.

Chu Feng is not interested in the slender weapon of the Western sword.

The petite Ghost Wah Lun is still eating the duck meat.

The constant hissing sound in her mouth indicated that she was too hot.

The girl is obviously not used to eating spicy food.

But the fried roast duck is delicious.

It still made her reluctant to miss the delicious food on the plate.

The spiciness of the roast duck and the glutinous softness of the rice.

There was a sharp contrast in her mouth at the moment, and then quickly intertwined.

'Gulung' swallowed the food in his mouth.

The ghost tile wheel let out a long sigh, and wanted to make a sound simply comfortably.

This time she couldn't hold back.

"Ah~ Why does Boss Chu's cooking have to be so delicious? 99

A blush quickly rose on the face of Guiwa Lun.

He clearly told himself that he couldn't indulge in enjoyment, so why couldn't he resist in the end?

At this moment, Guiwa Lun was very ashamed, feeling that he was ashamed of Zhixin Yingliu's reputation.

"...It's normal to go out to do business and cook delicious food.

Chu Feng gave the petite girl a strange look.

I don't understand what the other party means.

There are still diners in the world who think things are too delicious.

583 is simply incredible.

However, the other party could endure the second dish before he cried out, and his willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Facing Chu Feng's eyes.

The ruddy on Gui Wa Lun's face was a little more rosy.

Then, she ordered another duck bone soup.

Stir-fried roast duck is too spicy, need some soup to ease it.

Chu Feng was a little surprised.

I'm curious how the petite Ghost Wheel can eat so much.

Kuihecheng Mary ate a Changxia Roast Duck and Duck Bone Soup.

Now both arms have begun to move slightly.

Obviously~

The lady's hand is rubbing her stomach under the chopping board.

This phenomenon is normal.

Almost every diners come here to eat until they are satisfied.

"This bowl of soup is so delicious, will you make it in the future? 35

Kamizuru City Mary heard that the food at the food truck seems to be different every day.

"probably not.

Chu Feng told the truth.

It is estimated that there will be no Changxia roast duck in the "main dish" in the future.

Of course he can't do anything like a set meal again.

Who makes duck dumplings too expensive, and can only make use of the remaining ingredients.

"Oh~"

Kamizuru Castle Mary is a little sorry.

She really liked the thick, whitish soup.

After eating the fried duck pieces and a bowl of white rice, Guiwa Lun started to drink the soup.

Immediately, a warm current seemed to spread all over the body.

She closed her eyes involuntarily and gave (ajfi) a comfortable expression.

Although very reluctant to indulge in enjoyment.

But I can't stand my body's instinctive reaction.

fragrant!

So fragrant!

It's all because Boss Chu's cooking is so delicious.

Nearly nine o'clock.

After the rest is enough, Guiwa Lun and Marie of Guihecheng said goodbye and left.

In the end, Ghost Wheel couldn't help but look back at the high-end dark blue fast food truck.

She found that she could not forget the taste of the place.

The heir of the straight-hearted shadow stream.

After all, it is still impossible to violate the true fragrance law.

in an apartment somewhere.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was wearing a cool pure white and black-edged pajamas.

Sitting in front of the desk with two panda eyes and struggling to catch up.

Thinking is like a spring, and inspiration is bursting.

The keyboard of her laptop crackled.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu didn't know what was going on.

Since I came back from the fried pork slices that day.

Look at the second volume of "Love Metronome" that was originally written...

The plot is monotonous and the characters are rigid, with no ups and downs at all.

What's the point of pure love?

What about the rival?

What about love triangles?

What about campus youth stories?

At that moment, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu flashed a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he wanted to write it down immediately.

She resolutely overturned the rewrite, and after asking for leave from school, she closed down and turned on the crazy writing mode.

[Volume 2, Chapter 1: The Realization of the Drawn Dream]

After typing this line of text.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu did not go out for two days in a row.

Order takeout when you're hungry, go for a while when you're sleepy.

The whole person is unprecedentedly excited, and the state is surprisingly good.

Fighting until late at night.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was typing on the keyboard, finally stopped.

It's not that I didn't have inspiration, but that I couldn't stand it for two days in a row.

After sending the written content to the editor Machida Yuanko, Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who had dark circles under his eyes, was lying on the bed, obviously very sleepy but couldn't sleep.

"This wonderful state really comes from Boss Chu's cooking?

After relaxing, she began to think about this question.

Shiyu of Kasumigaoka is very smart and has excellent grades since childhood.

In the first year of high school, he dominated the first year, and in the second year of high school, he completed all the courses of the high school by himself.

She knew very well that her change started with the fried pork slices.

But~

How can cooking change a person's talent?

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu felt that he must be crazy.

That's why this kind of fantasy idea arises.

But other than that, she couldn't find any reason.

Shiyu of the Hill of Xia is undoubtedly arrogant, full of self-confidence, and quite talented in literature.

The first grade in high school was well received when he wrote the script for the drama club.

In the second year of high school, he started to create "Love Metronome", and even won the Fantasia Grand Prize in one fell swoop to directly qualify for publication.

This Kaolin Hana of Toyonozaki Academy is undoubtedly a true genius.

It's a pity that the sky does not follow people's wishes, perhaps the road of genius is destined to be full of bumps.

The first work of Shiyu of Kasumigaoka is obviously a bit high and low.

Under the release of the same resources of Dengeki Bunko, the sales of "Love Metronome" are a bit unsatisfactory.

Although a good income was obtained, there has been no news of a second volume reprint.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu has realized that he is likely to face the fate of being cut in half.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to her always proud.

Just when I was in a bad mood, a food truck appeared at the entrance of Toyozaki Academy.

Boss Chu's dishes are delicious that she has never tasted before.

Even if these two days of crazy coding.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's mouth seemed to still have the aroma of fried pork slices.

It used to be a pretty good takeaway.

Right now it's just food to fill the stomach to stay alive.

The arrogant Kasumigaoka Shiyu doesn't want to admit that his inspiration came from a fried pork slice.

Because this is enough to deny her own value and talent.

But~

That kind of feeling like a spring is enough to make all creators excited.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was naturally no exception, and at the same time was worried that this state would suddenly disappear.

Tangled, frustrated, excited and other emotions are intertwined, and the girl's thoughts are extremely complicated.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, it was Machida Yuanko.

'I haven't slept so late, no wonder it's almost thirty and no one wants it. "

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu muttered in his heart, not realizing that he hadn't slept much in the past two days.

"Teacher Xia Shizi, you've written really well this time... I'm sure that as long as this level is maintained in the future, there will be absolutely no problem with the publication of the second volume."5

As soon as he answered the phone, Machida Yuanzi's excited voice came.

"Okay, I get it now."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was not surprised, she had already guessed the result when she wrote the manuscript.

"It must be written as soon as possible. The editorial department has recently been discussing the half-cut list, among which is the love metronome."5

"Well, I'll send you the rest tomorrow."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu made himself a cup of coffee, and sat back at the desk again, preparing to continue to burst his liver.

In fact, many light novelists don't write half a volume and send it to the editor, usually after finishing it first.

But her second volume has been typed back twice.

Machida Yuanzi also euphemistically proposed to read the beginning first.

Now that the reprint is expected, Shiyu of Kasumigaoka naturally has motivation.

At the same time, she also decided to go to patronize Boss Chu's business after she was busy.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, the magic of the food truck has already made her taste the sweetness.