Eternal food paradise

Another day has passed.

At the gate of Totsuki Campus, Xia Yan and Isekhui, who had returned from Kyoto, got out of the taxi. The student reporter who was stationed quickly set up his camera and waved to Xia Yan:

"Senior, look here!"

Click.

Seeing the girl's excited expression, Xia Yan could only show an awkward yet polite smile.

After taking a few steps, the two of them were surrounded by a group of media from outside the school at the gate.

"Classmate Xia Yan, the ninth seat of 'Alchemist' Ruishan Edazu has also announced on his personal social platform that he has accepted your shokujin. What kind of reciprocal conditions have you come up with?"

"What do you think of the 'Alchemist's' cooking skills?"

"Can you talk about your preparations for the Shogun..."

Fortunately, Yuanyue's guard was professional and capable. Xia Yan finally squeezed into the passage. He looked back at the surging crowd blocked by a few strong men outside the iron gate and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Isekhui patted him on the shoulder and sighed with a smile: "You see, this is the influence of the ten-level duel!"

"You are different from the Shokuki you were with Kuaga Teruki a year ago."

"At that time, I was just a freshman after all, and you were even more unknown."

"Now, you and your opponent are on different levels!"

At this time.

From the nearby pavilion, a guard with a serious face walked out:

"The commander-in-chief's office called and told you to go directly to the office."

Watch the guard return to the pavilion.

Yi Sehui murmured in surprise: "Does the commander-in-chief also include the people who are paying attention to our itinerary?"

He suddenly remembered something and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Xia Yanjun, Ruishan may have received the same call."

He didn't need to explain it too clearly, Xia Yan had already thought about it, and there was a hint of eagerness to try at the corner of his mouth.

Will that old guy be the notary public?

He felt that the lineup for the Shokuki judges had even been decided.

So.

The last remaining step should be to finalize the "title"!

…

Office on the top floor of the teaching building.

Xia Yan and Eishan Ezuya arrived almost at the same time. They glanced at each other in the corridor, then turned their heads and said nothing harsh.

"Come in, everyone."

In the office, an old man in kimono stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window. He turned around slowly when he heard the footsteps, and focused his eyes on the two young people who had been looking at the scenery of the school from a distance.

Without any tedious conversation, the old man suddenly raised his hand and pointed to a sealed box on his desk.

"There are a total of ten questions in it."

"Erina!"

So Nakiri Erina, who was next to her, stepped forward, put her hand into the box, and slowly took out a piece of paper. She first showed it in the direction of Nakiri Senzaemon for about two seconds, and then faced it in the direction of Nakiri Senzaemon. The lens of the video equipment set up in the corner of the room paused for the same amount of time.

Finally, the content of the note appeared in the eyes of the two Shokaku players, Xia Yan and Eiyama Ezuya.

'Appetizer'!

The room was suffocatingly quiet.

Xia Yan was stunned.

Eizan Edasu also seemed to be hiding something, and quickly lowered his head. Under the reflective lenses, there was a pair of eyes that flashed with surprise and surprise.

Obviously, this topic hits the strike zone in Etsuya Eiyama's heart.

"For this meal, I sent people to speed up the transportation of 'vegetables' from foreign countries. They are very suitable for making appetizers!"

But Xia Yan didn't have so many stories and dramas in his heart, it was just a series of low voices with unknown meaning.

Huh!

Hey, hey, hey!

Xia Yan's mind was spinning.

Generally speaking, appetizers of Western food, also called "starters", are divided into hot and cold.

As for Japanese meals and Japanese food, high-end banquets such as kaiseki have their own unique ways to eat them. However, in Xia Yan’s view, the salted vegetables and pickles that Neon people call “prepayment” are different from those that can be sliced ​​and eaten raw. The meats, combined together, are the complete appetizer.

As for Chinese food and Chinese cuisine.

It’s all too familiar, spicy cabbage, cucumbers, cold fungus...

Xia Yan thought about it for a moment, and all these recipes came to mind.

"Is it a coincidence?" Xia Yan cast an extremely suspicious look at the question lottery box on his desk.

Just in time, Nakiri Erina came to watch.

The two looked at each other wordlessly.

Seeing the uneasy twitching of the corner of Xia Yan's mouth, Nakiri Erina raised her eyebrows, feeling secretly surprised.

And Nakiri Senzaemon said in a low voice:

"The venue and judging lineup have been decided."

"You choose a specific time, no more than 3 days at the latest."

Ruishan thought for half a minute, pushed up his glasses frame, and said: "I have nothing to prepare, the sooner the better!"

Xia Yan smiled when he heard the sound: "What a coincidence, I think it's as soon as possible, why not tomorrow?"

Um? !

Ruishan felt that there was something hidden in his smile. For no reason, he felt like he was facing a crisis as the biting cold wind was blowing on him.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Commander Totsuki ended the preparations for the official battle of Shokugeki at this moment: "Then tomorrow, the specific time will be nine o'clock in the evening."

"You all need to recharge your batteries tonight!"

After Eizan Ezuya and Nakiri Senzaemon left one after another, Nakiri Erina caught up with Xia Yan in the corridor: "Why did you react like that just now?"

In the elevator, Yi Sehui answered on behalf of Xia Yan, laughing so hard that her shoulders shook:

"If, I say if, it was me just now, and I saw a question like that, I would definitely have laughed out loud on the spot."

Nakiri Erina had a question mark on her face.

"Ruishan won the first-class gift package!"

…

The next day, Xia Yan couldn't stop yawning. He rarely got up until he woke up naturally and was exposed to the sun.

He went downstairs to the lobby, intending to use the public kitchen of Jixingliao to prepare a simple breakfast for himself. Well, he might as well combine breakfast and lunch.

Who knew that he would encounter all the members of Ji Xing Lao in the lobby.

Everyone gathered together and looked at Xia Yan, who looked lethargic and lethargic, and all smiles disappeared from his face.

"Senior, you're about to go on stage for a meal, cheer up!"

Yoshino Yuki complained that after all these days, she also knew that this legendary senior was not a difficult person to get along with, so she walked forward and shook his arm.

"Ah, it's about to fall apart (ω)! Stop!"

Xia Yan complained back: "Yuji-chan, you are so full of energy every day. You are so full of energy. Don't, don't shake it. If my arm is dislocated, how can I carry the knife on stage?"

"Senior Xia is not a fragile toy. How could he dislocate his arm so easily?"

After laughing and chatting for a while, the gloomy look on the faces of the friends from Jixingliao became much lighter.

After simply gnawing on a packet of toast and drinking a large glass of milk, Xia Yan was surrounded by his friends and rushed to the Shiji venue with great momentum.

‘Between the moon and the sky’!

This is the name of a venue, a gourmet temple on Totsuki campus.

Generally speaking, this stadium will only be opened and used when the Shijie level is the Shoji.

Compared with the ordinary venue opened a year ago when Kuuga Teruki Shokuki was in operation, the 'Tsukiten Room' was obviously larger and more magnificent, and could accommodate several times more spectators.

Xia Yan waved and said goodbye to his friends in Jixingliao before being arranged to a soundproof lounge by the dedicated staff.

The interior of the house is like a microcosm of 'between the moon and the sky'.

There are portraits of people hanging on the walls.

This is the first seat in history.

certainly.

There are also some famous photos of famous cooking showdowns.

Xia Yan watched it with relish for a while, then sat down comfortably on a sofa, reviewing in his mind the spice formula that he had spent almost all night studying.

I don't know how long it took, but the soundproof room suddenly began to shake, like an earthquake, and the sound of the mountains and tsunami outside formed a rumbling thunder.

There was a broadcast screen in the room, and with a beep, the screen automatically cut to a light channel.

The master of ceremonies shouted the names of each judge:

"Graduate, Shinomiya Kojiro!"

"Professor Totsuki, the authority in the spice world, Jun Shiomi!"

"Legendary senior, leader of Totsuki's golden age, Dojima Gin!"

Suddenly, the venue that was originally erupting like a volcano fell into deathly silence in just two or three seconds.

An old man appears in the camera.

Sitting on the judging panel with Roland Chapel.

"The Grand Judge is His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief!"

Work and rest have completely exploded, don’t think about it (╥﹏╥)o