Eternal food paradise

Xia Yan was refining the recipe for "Roasted Tofu with Doubanjiang" over and over again.

How should we describe his state under the effect of the 'soothing pill'? He was probably drugged...

No, taking drugs only lasts or increases the hardness. Now he feels that even after a whole afternoon of cooking, he does not feel tired or empty physically or mentally, and his energy is as high as when he wakes up in the morning.

I--

You can still fight all day long!

"Hangcao, are you running out of ingredients now?"

Going back to rummage through the basket, he found that the tofu and the 'doubanjiang' prepared in advance were gone. Xia Yan sighed and took another look at the system prompts in his field of vision:

Rating 94.

The finishing piece he just finished was also his best homework this afternoon.

"If I continue to practice in this state, I feel that I will get the perfect score very quickly!" Xia Yan was not in a hurry. Instead, the seconds counting down to the effect of the medicine made him heartbroken and unable to breathe.

It is true that the medicine is effective for 24 hours, but he is not an iron man. Even if he uses it for 15 hours a day, it is terrifying.

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

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

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

Mrs. Wenxu said coldly.

The lingering oil smoke affected his field of vision, and Xia Yan discovered that behind Isekhui stood the great evil star of the dormitory. He said something bad in his heart, and hurriedly turned around 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 arms akimbo, her expression unkind, "You are the first student in the Chinese Department of Jixing Liu. Most of my students major in Western and Japanese cuisine. I won’t force them if they can’t open it. Everything about Chinese food is good, but the fumes are too heavy..."

Yise Hui stepped forward to adjust the atmosphere: "Xia Yanjun is too focused and serious. He will pay attention next time."

The conversation changed.

"Well, I care more about Xia Yanjun's practice homework than these details." He turned around the dining table with his hands behind his back and barely stood still. He pinched his nose tightly with his hands and lowered his head to take a sip of the spicy smell from the red plates on the table. Smell, choked tears suddenly appeared in my eyes.

"Speaking of which, the average quality of your homework is really... tsk..."

Isekhui shook his head.

Xia Yan looked at him with "Ma's retarded" look, "If you want to praise, just use it like a normal person. I will accept it without saying a word."

Isshiki Hui smiled and said nothing, turned back to a visiting guest and asked: "What do you think, Kuga-san?"

Kuga Teruki didn't answer. He was like a hard, smelly stone. He just stood there blankly looking at the red plate on the dining table, smelling the spicy smell that was surging out.

To know.

He is a master of Sichuan cuisine, and is known as the master of "hemp" and "spicy" in Yuanyue.

Even if Mrs. Wenxu didn't open the door with the spare key, he could witness the entire cooking process of the red plate on the table, and witness the terrifying state of this guy while cooking, which he had just set as a goal that he must surpass.

When he smelled the dishes on the table, which were nominally "practice homework", it gave off a sharp and spicy smell that made him tremble inwardly.

Just from the taste, Kuaga Teruki can confirm that the so-called "work" is of frighteningly high quality.

Put it in Yueyue's cooking practice class and get a decent grade of A or higher!

and.

Thinking that I had been waiting in Jixing Residence for almost an entire afternoon, the sunset shined through the window on the waxed wooden floor of the kitchen...

Kuga Teruki suddenly became autistic.

In particular, after observing that the "target" had been practicing at full strength for a whole afternoon, with no trace of tiredness on his face, Kuga Teruki couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help complaining: "...are you a human or a monster? Won’t you be tired?”

"I wish I could feel tired."

Stretching and listening to the cracking sound of bones, Xia Yan waved to his opponent as if nothing had happened, as a greeting: "But I don't feel tired at all. I also want to take a rest and take a bath. , the day ended successfully, but I really feel like I can still fight another day!”

"Fight all day? And then all the homework for the day will be of A-level quality or above?"

The kitchen suddenly became very quiet, and Kuaga Teruki stopped complaining and just stared at him quietly.

What's wrong?

Xia Yan felt a chill on his neck and something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Isekhui is still smiling, but why does her angelic smile, which usually looks bright and sunny, reveal a hint of darkness and resentment.

Hold the grass! Blackening? !

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

…

Just like that, a few days passed.

The former headquarters building of the ‘Chinese Cuisine Research Association’.

Kuga Teruki looked at the club light box sign that the club members had replaced. It read in traditional Chinese characters——

Dark cuisine fan club.

At the same time, the reception window of the headquarters was busier than ever 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 that this club will definitely be promoted to an 'S' rating within this year!"

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

"The core condition for an S rating is to have at least one of the top ten in charge."

Totsuki, who admires the law of the jungle, is an S-class large club and controls an astonishing budget. The department's activity venues can't be counted in terms of classrooms, but how many buildings there are.

Speaking of personal connections, which of the ten heroes in the original book has not established connections with off-campus food suppliers and chain catering operators.

All in all, here are the resources that new members hope to get.

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

Dong Dong——

Kuga Teruki received the response of "come in" before opening the door.

A spicy and numbing smell hit me.

In the room, a black metal pot was placed on the stove, and the 'three pepper and sesame butter pot' inside was steaming.

And the top ten alternate captains who have attracted much attention and discussion among the newcomers is holding a dinner plate, picking up a large piece of Kobe beef with his chopsticks, dipping it into the red pot, and after ten seconds, he lifts the chopsticks and dips the original soup sauce into his mouth. It was a hearty meal.

"Kuga-kun, you are here, do you want to try it?" the general said with a smile.

"..."

Soulless!

This is my recipe.

Kuga Teruki remembered that two days ago, he and the new commander made an agreement to exchange the recipes used by each other on the Shokki Halberd and see who could learn and master it the fastest. He was determined to compete and agreed without much thought. .

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. Although I have taken care of myself, I am still extremely confused by the "Shredded Pork with Persimmon and Green Pepper" recipe.

The recipe can be said to be very simple.

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

Damn, what is missing?

Why is there no soul? !

"Jiuga-kun, I'm leaving school for a trip, do you want to follow me?" Xia Yan put down the plate, drank a few sips of Feizhai Happy Water, and exhaled a few comfortable breaths.

"Where to go?"

Kuga Teruki was very resentful.

"An interesting place."

Seeing Kuaga's refusal according to the record, Xia Yan added: "There is a very powerful young man there. I think he will be Kuuga-kun's strong enemy in the future, and he will even defeat you."

"I've said it more than once, losers also have dignity!"

Anyone would be unhappy if they were regarded as a unit of measurement of combat power. Teruki Kuaga had veins popping on his forehead: "I lost to you, but I recognize your strength. As for the others... Haha!"

then.

On the train leaving school.

Xia Yan opened the location map on his mobile phone, and after confirming that the destination was correct, he glanced at Kuuga Teruki, who was sitting next to him with his arms folded and a stinking look on his face, and he felt very interesting in his heart.

It’s really interesting. The first meeting between King Yao and Teruki Kuga is a whole year earlier than in the original work.

This can be regarded as intervening in the trajectory of the original work and... causing a deviation, right?

In terms of vision, the system information says:

[The world deviation value is being estimated. 】

[If you are in this world and the deviation value indirectly or directly promoted reaches more than 50%, "Spirit of the Shokugeki" will be the second paradise world to establish a stable access port after "Zhonghua Ichiban"...]

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