Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

It was too late on the day of the celebration, and all the invited guests stayed overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, while most of the guests were still soundly asleep, the residents of the Pole Star House who were used to the party had already woken up one after another, and went to the fields to take care of vegetables and animals as usual.

The sky in September is high and vast. In the morning light, the morning wind carries a hint of the coolness of early autumn, shaking the dew-condensed branches in the fields.

Gancha tightened the long feather weave's white oak skirt, and slowly walked out of Jixingtian's greenhouse.She looked up at the pale blue sky in the distance, and a peaceful smile immersed in the quiet scenery in front of her lips appeared on her lips.

Next to him, Isshihui, who rarely wore a full set of regular clothes, looked at the smiling girl, hesitating to speak.

It wasn't until she walked to the deck chair in the courtyard and sat down that Isshiki sighed and said:

"...Xiaogancha, those cactus, it's better not to plant them in the greenhouse."

"Ok?"

Like a girl in a light-colored ink painting, she turned her head a little puzzled, like ripples on a calm lake, with a lovely and perplexed look on her brows and eyes, "What's wrong? Is it because I didn't simulate a suitable environment for growth? "

"No, that's a good job, but it's not a question of whether it's suitable..."

Isshiki observed the girl's expression.The talented heir to the Isshiki family, who was born in a famous culinary family, felt the difficulty he had never had before.

Although he often sings passionately about youth and passion, in fact, because of his childhood experience, he is a person who avoids discussing his inner secret emotions with others.If it weren't for the fact that she brought these cacti all the way to the school, she seemed to attach great importance to them, but like an ordinary researcher, she slowly planted the carefully cared for sprouts into the public greenhouse...

"The gentleman who gave you the cactus seeds probably wants you to plant it in a flower pot and keep it by your side to take care of it every day?"

Inexplicably feeling that he, who had watched the whole process of planting, had some kind of responsibility to the younger generation, and Isshiki reminded him tactfully.

"I will take care of it every day when it is planted in the greenhouse."

The girl was even more puzzled.She carefully integrated the existing information in her mind, and finally determined that her reasoning was not wrong, so she added firmly: "And Mr. Iron Gut definitely won't have such an idea."

After all, he is the one who sends seeds if he wants a cactus. He must appreciate her simulation of a growing environment for the cactus that is consistent with the place of origin. Maybe he will say something similar to "seeds need to find a suitable land, this is the truth of the world." "In this case.

Thinking of the long growth period of Guangshan cactus, Gancha sighed amusedly and helplessly.

"Senior Fuji said that if you use Tianchi cactus as a rootstock for grafting, it can bloom earlier. But now we still need to let it grow up first. I hope I can see it bloom and bear fruit before I graduate from Yuanyue."

Being watched by the girl with the clear eyes of "So what's the problem?", Isshiki smiled, feeling a little embarrassed inside.

"Yes, is that so?" He said haha, and caught a glimpse of Omido Wenxu, the housekeeper of Jixing Liao, walking in from outside the iron gate with a cardboard box in his arms. He immediately found a way to change the subject, and quickly stood up and shouted: " Granny Wenxu, do you need help?"

"Ah—Gancha, you are here."

The lean and energetic old woman heard Isshiki's greeting, glanced sideways, showed a satisfied expression, and walked towards them: "It's just right, this is all yours."

She threw the box on the ground, and complained under the curious eyes of the few people who were attracted by the voice: "It's just one night, and I saved up a box for your halberd-eating challenge—really, young people nowadays It's too impatient!"

"Wow? So many?"

Yoshino Yuuhime, who was holding a duckling, looked into the brown cardboard box full of letters and cried out in surprise.

Sakaki Ryoko was not very surprised.The girl who is good at brewing and has the demeanor of a big sister smiled and said: "Because sweet tea has always been mysterious. I got the highest score by surprise, and it is only natural that I get attention."

"Anyway, since you're here, I won't take it in."

Daimido Wenxu crossed his waist and said: "If you want to accept it, you should hurry up and report it to the Food Halberd Administration—"

"Huh? No need, let Granny Wenxu help me deal with it directly, I don't intend to accept any of them."

The girl involved sat there, frowning in distress: "There is no interest in fighting with people purposefully over cooking."

"Huh? You are really unusual."

Seeing her serious expression, Omido Fumio didn't say anything anymore, he snorted and was about to take the box away, but was stopped by Isshiki.

"Think about it again."

Talking about this topic, Yisehui will be much more comfortable.He smiled and said, "Eating halberds is not just an ordinary fight, is it?"

The food halberd system is the tradition and characteristic of Yuanyue Academy. For this purpose, the school has specially set up a food halberd administration.

In order to resolve disputes, students will have an open cooking duel. Both sides will place bets of equal value in line with their own status, arrange the ingredients and cooking tools by themselves, and judge the result by an odd number of judges.

"Although this is generally the case, depending on the stakes, it may be to exchange cooking experience, or to use this as an opportunity to make friends."

Yisehui suggested: "How about taking a look first before making a decision?"

"Eh--"

Ye Shanliang pressed his aching head, stood in front of the window of a vacant dormitory on the third floor, and had a panoramic view of everything that happened in the courtyard.

Before he came to the celebration last night, he was still very brooding about his failure.

Originally, he was recognized by everyone as the number one seed player in this primary election. After all, his sense of smell and research on spices, not to mention Yuanyue's first graders, even the entire school, few people can match him.

But after tasting the girl's cooking, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only admit that he has indeed lost.

Although she did not use the rare spice "holy basil" that most people have never heard of like him, the impactful, majestic and harmonious balance she constructed with her delicate and sensitive taste is enough to impress ; The breadth of techniques used in cooking and the purity of meaning are not comparable to any of them.

He even saw the difficult stories full of laughter and tears, as well as the most sincere heart in the artistic conception of cooking.

And later he also heard that it took her two years to improve twelve versions before finally groping for the way to project the inspired person into the cooking.

Cooking is to present everything about yourself on the plate.Probably it is because she has no requirements for winning or losing, and only wants to meet someone's expectations, so she can create such dishes that show her soul without reservation.

He doesn't feel that there is any problem with his starting point of wanting to gain recognition for Shiomi's research team because of this, and he still believes that the combination of him and Jun - the combination of practice and theory - is the strongest.But this time, he did not do as well as her.

The proud young man who seldom experienced failure in cooking lowered his head and stared at the jade-like girl below who was bathed in the clear morning light of September.

He didn't get the expected victory, but found an unexpected one - a hidden opponent, or another way of cooking?He didn't understand, and it was still too early to say.

He just watched her stand up from the recliner with some curiosity and distress after hearing what the senior said, randomly took out one from the cardboard box full of challenge letters, opened it, looked at it, and then turned it over speechlessly, Show it in front of your roommates who are full of expectations.

"Senior Isshiki, when you say making friends, do you mean this kind of Shiji who will date him for a day if he loses?"

The girl curled her fingers, flicked the white letter paper, and asked with raised eyebrows.

The silver-haired boy couldn't help laughing.

"Caitou is an out-of-print top kitchen knife made by a famous craftsman!"

"No, I am very satisfied with the current kitchen utensils, and I have no hobby of collecting."

"The secret of grilling skewers is changed to your spice recipe!"

"It's the president of the skewer seminar. I have visited Kushiken's club performance before, and I have seen clearly his technique and the recipe of the seasoning."

"Can you see it clearly just by looking at it?" Someone asked in shock, "The president's family runs an old-fashioned barbecue restaurant?"

"...Can't you?"

Gancha, who was carelessly closing another challenge letter, stopped and asked hesitantly.

Then Yuji jumped on her body and scratched her itch: "Damn it, this kind of genius who doesn't know the world speaks!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, let me go-!" The girl with smoky purple hair huddled up laughing on the recliner, and it was hard for her to stop.

Several people present were helping her to screen the challenge letters she received.

I always feel that this situation is a bit similar to the scene when she brought a love letter home when she was in junior high school - she didn't really care about it, but the people around her cared a lot.Gancha thought so, and threw the paper in his hand into the shredder.

"what about this?"

Ye Shanliang raised the letter in his hand and briefly concluded: "If you win, I will give you 1% of his family's shares."

The purple-haired girl glanced at her, lacking interest: "Oh, you want to bind me as a consultant at a low price before I become famous."

"..."

This is difficult to answer. How did she see the other party's intentions?

"Then, that's this! ——It's the senior of the Ten Heroes, and such a person even sent a challenge to eat the halberd!"

Ryoko Sakaki glanced at the paper with cute patterns printed on her lap, and suddenly opened her eyes wide: "It's the fourth seat, the famous pastry chef Akakubo Momo-senpai!"

Yisehui, who was sitting by the side, showed a meaningful expression, while Gancha was thoughtful.

She originally thought it would be the ninth seat, Senior Ruishan.However, a person like him probably prefers to kill with a knife.

As for why there are no masterpieces - of course there can't be ones now, otherwise wouldn't it be to expose the fact of the black box operation?

"Gancha--? Such an intimate name..."

While reading the letter, Ryoko concluded: "Senior Shijie is really confident. If you win, you can decide what you want, but if you lose, you have to authorize her to use your portrait to produce pastries...? "

The girl with long wine red hair was confused.

"...?"

Gancha thought for a while, then raised her eyebrows and asked, "Isshiki-senpai, Akakubo-senpai, does she like to use nicknames to call people she doesn't care about?"

Yisehui looked at her unexpectedly.He only learned of this because he worked with that senior for a semester, but Xiao Gancha discovered it without even meeting her face to face?

She really deserves to be the detective of the legendary Armed Detective Agency—since she is such a keen person, he must have thought too much about the cactus, right?

The brown-haired boy felt relieved.

If the devil Fyodor were here now, he would probably tell him with a smile——

Some ideas hidden deep in the subconscious, perhaps not even realized by the person, can only be seen by those who understand the human heart, but reasoning can be misled by facts.

However, no one has the opportunity to understand this now.

The unfriendly reality under the cute appearance was exposed, and the challenge letter from the fourth seat also entered the shredder.

Seeing that everyone's interest was greatly reduced, Gan Cha smiled and comforted: "I just wanted to use my own cooking to make the people around me happy, and I have no interest in competing with others. Isn't it just right now?"

"Huh? What's right?"

A red-haired young man with a hedgehog head who knew nothing about the current situation came out from the side door, his golden eyes sparkled with enthusiasm: "Hai Laoze, I suddenly have an idea, come and have a cooking showdown with me! "

"Okay."

Gan Cha readily accepted the appointment, straightened his sleeves, and Shi Shiran stood up: "It just so happens that I also have something I want to show you—"

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Did you say you're not interested in competing?

The author has something to say: there is no serious confrontation, only dark cooking, please don't expect too much ()

Senior Isshiki failed to assist and was taken away, you detectives are poisonous

In the next chapter, let’s take a side-view of Meizuo’s Yokohama Crusoe, why not the front, because I’m not interested in describing a strong man with thick lips, I’m a dog

If I change to a beautiful boy, I will: Come on, come on, let Ganchajiang influence you with love after the fight

Woohoo, please chat with me, I like chatting the most, crying

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Luoshihe; 28 bottles of Murong Jueyan; 12 bottles of Longxia Huaxia; a lot, thank you babies! !Bobobo, I love you -3-

Happy Double Day everyone!