Eternal food paradise

"Let's eat and see?"

Perhaps it was the ‘coffee’ and ‘juice’ that gave customers different expectations, and Shingo Anton just thought about it for a moment before deciding to order.

And it was all done in one go.

Watching the Kikuchi garden fruit disappear, Shiraishi Yuki sighed and said: "Mr. Anton, it's not me who pours cold water on it. It would be fine if it was one of those Totsuki famous chefs who graduated ten years ago. This chef Kikuchi's cooking skills are not that good." He will be much better than this time’s Chief Si Yingshi, and you may be disappointed.”

Anton Shingo nodded, unable to comment, but there was clearly a spark of interest in his eyes.

Less than half an hour.

Three dishes, all served.

The meal took place in a solemn and eerie atmosphere.

When the two of them had eaten and drank enough, they left the Western-style building.

Shiraishi Yuki turned around three times with each step, unable to conceal his shock as he said: "The cooking skills of Chef Kikuchi don't look like he graduated less than two years ago!"

Secretly thinking for a while, Shiraishi Yuki felt cold all over. He was also a nine-star ninth-dan chef, so why did other people's 'dishes' have a strange taste and seemed invincible.

Anton extended his eyes with deep eyes, "Tongue and taste buds, tell me that there are things in those dishes that are beyond the scope of experience."

"Hiss, you mean...alienation?"

Mention alienation.

Shiraishi Yuki’s fists clenched loudly.

These time-honored brands, which have been inherited for hundreds of years, have lost a considerable part of their customer base because of this trend of 'alienation'. Anyway, the dignitaries who used to wave money have flocked to the new style enthusiastically.

And now, next door, there is a restaurant that specializes in the new style of 'alienation'.

There is only one thought left in Bai Yugui's mind——

Done!

Zifang'an is going to collapse in my hands!

All thoughts are lost.

Anton Shingo glanced at the Shiraishi shopkeeper who suddenly stopped, his expression full of desolation. He no longer had the intention to comfort him, so he quickly returned to his car and drove straight back to the magazine office.

In the company, I rummaged around and searched.

However, there is no news about the new ingredients of 'fruit' and 'coffee beans' in the industry's authoritative magazines and newspapers.

For example, in the dishes "Three Egg Shaomai", there is not even a clue to catch.

"boom!"

Anton Shingo gave up and fell heavily in the boss chair in the office, his eyebrows knitted together, "What's going on? I can't find any clues."

"Why does a chef who has graduated less than two years show strange traits comparable to those of a veteran chef?"

"Ingredients, dishes."

"It's like suddenly appearing in this world!"

After a while, Anton Shingo looked up his phone address book as if something had occurred to him.

The number with the remark name "Dojima Gin" was dialed.

"Hey, Mr. Dojima, excuse me for interrupting you. There is something I want to tell you. If you know the specific situation, please be accommodating. I would like to conduct an exclusive interview with the ingredient discoverer and recipe creator for the next issue. The hot topics on the cover of the magazine are published!”

"What?!"

The voice on the other end was full of surprise.

In the office building of Totsuki Chain Industry, Gin Dojima hung up the phone and after confirming again that the number was the 'food writer' he had worked with many times, he put on his suit jacket and said, "In that industry, what is the chef Kikuchichi?" Is it time to rent?"

"The ingredients and dishes that make Mr. Anton anxious? Interesting!"

Steps at the door, pause.

Dojima Gin rubbed his head, feeling that this matter was somehow somehow related to the strange atmosphere in the Totsuki alumni circle in recent times:

"Who has so much energy that the Yuanyue alumni circle is filled with a fierce atmosphere like a battle?"

…

Not to mention Tokyo’s ‘Dark Castle’, which is gradually spreading its influence.

Next door to Tokyo, Hakone is a tourist attraction.

In a high-end hot spring resort hotel with a "Closed" sign.

"Haha, you're finally here!"

"Mr. Xia!"

This young man wearing wooden clogs and a kimono, who ran to the door to greet him, was not the ‘Yako Brother’ Caibo Chaoyang who was ordered to cause trouble.

Xia Yan was dressed in casual clothes dressed as a tourist. He came from Tokyo at noon, about two hours' drive away.

Of course, I'm not alone.

Looking at the two cars that followed and the group of people carrying packages of various sizes, Caibo Chaoyang had a smile on his face.

They are the people of Jixingliao.

Well, there are also the two daughters of the Nakiri family, Alice and Erina.

Caibo Chaoyang twitched the corner of his mouth, hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Xia Yan's sleeves, and lowered his voice and said: "This is not the time for vacation, Mr. Xia Yan. Tomorrow, the very important fight will start here. ! My opponent is a super powerful veteran special chef!"

Privately, Caibo Chaoyang's appearance is already that of 'Lord Xia Yan' who respects him casually.

Before Xia Yan could reply, Alice Nakiri had already squeezed in and said pitifully: "Senior Xia Yan, there is another luggage in the trunk of the car. Can you help me carry it to the room?"

"Where is your attendant and secretary?"

It's Ryo Kurokiba.

Alice hesitated: "Oh, him, I sent him to hone his cooking skills. If we bump into him in the autumn selection, we master and servant will go all out."

"A young lady like you should bring an attendant." Xia Yan said casually and glanced at the other daughter of the Nakiri family.

As expected, Nito Hisako will always be by Erina's side.

stare--

Erina looked here expressionlessly.

"Dangerous aura!"

The girls from the Gokusei dormitory, including Tasori Megumi, Sakaki Ryoko and Yoshino Yuki, were a bit shivering.

Fortunately, Yi Sehui stood up with a smile, clapped her hands, and looked around at everyone:

"Okay, everyone, please pack your luggage and don't leave anything behind. Let's go into the hot spring hotel to choose a room, and then start the first group staycation of the summer vacation!"

"Oh~~"

"happy!"

All the friends from Jixingliao responded in unison.

In this way, the real leader of the dormitory, like a hen, led the team and took away all the chickens, leaving the false brother, who stayed there with his hands in his pockets.

The front yard of the hot spring hotel suddenly became quiet.

After waiting for a while, Xia Yan looked at 'Brother Yao' and said, "The theme of tomorrow's Shoji Showdown is 'Spice'?"

"Yes, the other party mentioned it, and I agreed."

Caibo Chaoyang's smile was full of confidence: "It turns out that the background of the hot spring hotel here is 'HOB Food'. You should have heard of this gourmet food group. It is controlled by the Qianhe sisters. They are also known as the curry queen sisters in the industry. They almost control Leading the country’s fast food and high-end curry industry chain.”

"So, the veteran chef who came here this time is an expert in the field of spices. He is very good at dishes that are not limited to 'curry dishes' but focus on the essence of spices!"

Saying that, Caibo Chaoyang was stunned.

He saw Xia Yan bend down and find a transparent glass jar from his travel backpack.

There is about half the amount of ‘green beans’ in a cup-sized glass jar.

"This is?"

Xia Yan stuffed the jar into Brother Yao's arms, waved his hand, picked up his backpack, and walked into the hotel lobby.

Click, unscrew the cap.

A green smell rushed to his mouth and nose.

Caibo Chaoyang's eyes widened, "...the seeds of the coffee tree...green coffee beans?"

at the same time.

Tokyo Haneda Airport.

On the international flight that had just arrived, an executive from the ‘WGO’ organization and food organization walked out.