Eternal food paradise

The first person to be promoted to the dragon level can indeed be said to be a major event in the world.

Xia Yan was quite casual. He took a quick glance and found that many people from the 'Jade Generation' were there. All the current top ten were present, including the top ten from the autumn selection. Souma Yukihira sat cross-legged with his arms folded next to his father, Joichiro. The postures of father and son were simply replicas.

Sisters Erina and Alice, sitting in front of Nakiri Munue and his wife, are the direct descendants closest to the central tea table.

In contrast, Nakiri Shinagi, who was sitting alone, did not look like the old man's biological daughter.

But Nakiri Shinagi herself didn't seem to care. Ever since Xia Yan entered the house, she had been observing the 'God's Tongue Savior' with great interest. The admiration in her eyes was not concealed. The mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law more and more. The more satisfying the taste.

As for the graduates, it is clear at a glance who is the core and who has a promising future. Not to mention the Golden Generation Gemini, the fourth house is here, and the likes of Taki Kadozaki, Sono Kikushi and others are also familiar faces.

Even representatives of the faculty and staff, Jun Shiomi, Takao Miyazato, and Roland Chapel were also there.

All in all, there are fifty or sixty important figures in the Totsuki family. Thanks to the extremely spacious teahouse built by the Nakiri family, there is a deep garden outside, half of which is used as a viewing pavilion. Everyone sits in an orderly manner. It didn't feel too crowded inside.

"That -" Xia Yan took off his shoes and walked to the empty seat on the coffee table. Opposite him was the smiling old man Senzaemon.

"These people were informed by you, the commander-in-chief?"

Senzaemon expressed his helplessness: "After your live broadcast yesterday, I just told the servants in the house to clean up and arrange various matters for distinguished guests to come tomorrow, but I don't know why the news leaked."

Xia Yan saw Alice one step away, lowered his head and stuck out his tongue.

Come on, catch the culprit.

There is a saying that the only distinguished guest who can make the old man go to war with him so much is someone whose cooking skills are better than his.

It is impossible for those dragon chefs from the world of "Chinese Ichiban" to come, so Xia Yan, who visits Nakiri's house from time to time, has reason to become the object of Alice's suspicion.

Coincidentally, the Nakiri family's busy preparations happened shortly after Xia Yan ended the live broadcast. By deliberately spreading the news, Alice was probably worried that her request to watch alone would appear presumptuous and abrupt.

If a crowd gathered to watch, she wouldn't be very noticeable among them.

Xia Yan probably guessed what the girl was thinking, and felt that the Nakiri family was really not a good group of people. They were not simple, and they all knew how to use the crowd tactic to build momentum.

Senzaemon coughed. He also thought that the number of spectators in the room was too much. They were giving a cooking class.

Taking the initiative to pour a cup of freshly brewed hot tea for Xia Yan, Senzaemon suddenly stood up, moved the cushion under his butt two steps back, and then put his hands on it, and his whole body showed an incomparable standard of Dogezazam etiquette. .

"please!"

"I want to experience the scenery of the Dragon Chef rank as soon as possible!"

Xia Yan was moved.

Earth constellation is quite common in Neon. It is the etiquette of subordinates towards superiors, especially when requesting or asking for forgiveness. But what is Senzaemon's identity? He is recognized by Neon as the "Demon King of Food" and is the ceiling of culinary skills in the world of Shokuki.

Fortunately, the gourmet paparazzi outside were not allowed to enter the house. If this scene was captured, it would be headline news that would shock the entire world tomorrow.

"Commander, please get up." Xia Yan said with sweat, "We are all our own people. It doesn't matter to me whether there are spectators or not. Besides, these people who are eating melons are also our own people. You don't have to apologize."

Senzaemon stood up, but did not sit back at the tea table. Similarly, he showed the courtesy of sitting down to a junior who was a school student in public. The old man's majestic face still looked as usual.

Xia Yan had to admit that in terms of cooking skills, he might have been one step ahead of Senzaemon, but in terms of dealing with people, he was still far behind.

Just this apprentice's state of mind is enough to put Xia Yan to shame.

The reaction of everyone in the room was not that of shock, but they showed expressions of "sure enough" when they were surprised.

To be ahead is to be ahead.

The current situation is that no matter how young Xia Yan is, he is still a qualified dragon chef. In this field, he can be the leader of Commander Yuanyue.

"Follow me." The old man walked towards the large sliding door that had opened to the garden.

In the courtyard, there are two open-air kitchens spliced ​​together, each with an area of ​​more than ten square meters. It can be regarded as a luxurious configuration for single use.

Watching the two of them arrive in the courtyard, Dojima Gin and Saiba Joichiro were hanging at the back of the crowd of onlookers who all stood up.

The two golden generation twins looked at each other with a sour expression.

"Can it still be like this? Hello?" Dojima Gin touched his long hair, his toned face said blankly, "If we had known that there was such an operation, why would the two of us have to wait and ask the Summer Demon King to make up lessons? It won't work once. Just twice, it’s not easy to become a high-level chef..."

Saiba Joichiro seemed to have mixed emotions. He looked at his good friend and said, "Actually, I only know about this operation. But... there is a question that you have considered. With the thin noodles of the two of us, how can we win the favor?" Moving the Summer Demon King? More than once? Then the appearance fee..."

Dojima Gin was dumbfounded and rubbed his hair crazily, "I really haven't thought about this!"

Next to the kitchen in the garden.

The old man and the young man stared at each other.

"Old man, have you thought about it? What method, or dish, should I use to feed you?" Xia Yan said seriously.

Senzaemon said without any hesitation: "Use your strongest move."

"Well--"

Xia Yan inevitably opened his mouth.

His strongest move is undoubtedly the "Trinity" of transformation, the ultimate unity of magic, materials and secrets.

Ding.

The system actually popped up the task box at this time.

"[Mission 1]: Make a qualified dish of any dragon chef level and defeat Totsuki Commander-in-Chief Senzaemon."

"[Mission 2]: Use your best skills of magic, darkness and drugging/glowing to make dragon dishes of extraordinary quality to defeat Nakiri Senzaemon."

"[Task 3]: Copy Nakiri Senzaemon's dishes and give it to your 'Trinity' perfectly..."

Hold the grass!

Looking at these three optional tasks, each one is more serious than the last.

The most cruel thing is the third one. Even if it is a copy, it is still one dimension higher than the original version. I am afraid that when Senzaemon tastes it, his mentality will directly collapse.

However, Xia Yan was a little doubtful, given the old man's expression of calm expression just now after sitting down.

Copy and destroy the original to pieces.

Can it really make the old man lose his mind?

"Let's not talk about the fact that mission 3 has the most generous reward. How is it possible? My first consideration is of course whether I can successfully complete the old man's 'feeding' request. How can this reward spoil my mood? Isn't it just a job as a cook? Skills transform into upgrade materials for masters, cough..."

Xia Yan pondered.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"It's nothing more than being able to break through in adversity and stimulation. If you want the old man to explode into the small universe, the stimulation must not be weak, and you can't look at the second or third round. The best effect must be in the first round! Just this once!”

Therefore, with steady hands, Xia Yan received Task 3, the most severe beating, and his heart was filled with some indescribable excitement.

Sorry, old man, I'm a slut.

So Xia Yan said bluntly: "Old man, whatever you do, I will do. Just serve your best Japanese cuisine."

One can imagine.

At this time, there was a wonderful reaction from Senzaemon and the surrounding Totsuki elites.