Everyone quietly finished the "Spicy Duo Egyptian Roasted Chicken" and was savoring it.

Seeing this, Gin Dojima smiled and said, "Everyone will come and review it."

Yukihei, Morita Maki and others looked at each other.

"I'm sure I'll lose."

Xia Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Dojima Gin is making trouble." It's not a fight between food and halberds, but just making a specialty dish, just to entertain everyone, and be happy. Isn't the review a difficult situation?

However, Erina Nakiri was surprisingly serious. She put down the tableware and took out a handkerchief to wipe the oil on her lips. After careful consideration, she slowly spoke: "The dishes of senior Dojima are impeccable, so I won't say "extreme spices". In other aspects, the heat, seasoning, and even the skill of cutting side dishes, my god tongue can't find any flaws..."

"But!"

Erina suddenly changed her tone, "Fire is the first seasoning for humans, and fire is also the symbol of humans' transition from primitive and barbaric to civilization. Fire allows humans to eat from raw to cooked food! The seasoning called "Fire" is ancient and heavy, carrying history and hits the depths of people's souls, so I support Xia Yu's dishes!"

No one expected the plot to reverse like this.

The god tongue, defeated by Xia Yu, stood up immediately and supported him?

Upon hearing this, Gin Dojima was stunned.

Xia Yu's expression is not much better. Damn, this girl Erina likes to talk serious nonsense!

I feel funny inside.

Serious lines and incorrect comments, why is it a bit shameful?

Having said that, there is no need to vote for Erina Nakiri, right? Xia Yu couldn't understand the little girl's thoughts, so she simply didn't guess randomly, just treat it as her willfulness.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Dojima, I also support Ayu's dishes!" Morita Maki made an apologetic gesture and bowed ninety degrees.

"Well……"

Yukihei Tsuma scratched his face, "What do you think, that 'flame roasted suckling pig' is at least my efforts. Uncle, I'm sorry, I support roasted suckling pig!"

“…”

Now the stairs are completely crooked!

Xia Yu and Gin Dojima were both stunned.

"I firmly follow Miss Erina!" Nito Hisako looked tense.

"Hey hey!" Xia Yu complained in his heart, "Why is the rhythm being brought up by this little girl Erina Nakiri!"

He couldn't help but glance at the culprit, and saw a slight curve in the corner of the lips of the god's tongue. When he noticed his gaze, Erina Nakiri stood up with a very large chest.

"Miss Ryoko, what about your opinion?"

Gin Dojima had no choice but to look at Ryoko Lina's review opinions on Xia Yu's group of willful friends.

Ryoko Lina did not answer positively, put down the teacup in her hand, sat upright slightly, and her tone became serious, "This is the second time I enjoyed the smell of flames. When it was the first time, the smell of flames was not the ultimate, and the dishes themselves were far from quasi-extra-quality. However, a week later, the smell of flames was truly on the road to extremes and grew very quickly..."

"As a chef, Dojima, you should know that the ultimate taste actually has a difference, right?" Ryoko Lina said softly, "If you use other ultimate tastes instead of the ultimate spices, I might support you."

Nakiri Szaemon has never participated in the review.

"Forget it, forget it!" Gin Dojima waved his hand angrily, "It's not a food or a competition anyway, whatever you want to evaluate."

Xia Yu is funny.

He really lost. No matter how well other people talked for him, if they lost, they would lose. Xia Yu would not be hit or be in a slump.

In fact, Xia Yu was no longer satisfied with being driven to the shelves by the system and was able to make the luminous version of "Flame Roasted Suckling Pig". As for defeating Gin Dojima? Wait until he is promoted to the special level, or master a purple recipe, otherwise Xia Yu will not see any hope.

He was grateful for everyone's kindness encouragement.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the banquet at Nakiri's house finally ended, and everyone had a great time.

In the hands of the servants of Nakiri's house, Xia Yu took his clothes and shoes. They were washed and dried and folded, and opened them in two small bags. The black yukata on his body and the wooden clogs on his feet were naturally worn by him.

Yukihei Tsuma has already taken the lead. His home is in the suburbs of the city, and Nakiri Szaemon asked the driver to take him to the nearest tram station.

At the gate of Nakiri Manor, Gin Dojima came over and stuffed a file bag into Xia Yu's arms, and said with a smile: "My work content tonight is all in the bag. One of the documents has the signature and seal of my and the general manager. Take it back and take it carefully. If you agree, call me and reply to IGO's Minister Kamihara."

"OK."

Xia Yu watched Yin Dong enter the car and took the file bag. But he was not thinking about it, but paying attention to the system information:

"The mission [Flame Cuisine Reception] has been completed."

"Cooking skills level has been improved to lv19."

"Get props [Enlightenment Crystal]*1."

In the summoning inventory, after seeing the crystal props in the third position in the [Broken Jade Sword] and [Seven Star Sword·Greedy Wolf], Xia Yu's heartbeat immediately accelerated. The "Spicy Ninet Egyptian Roasted Chicken" dish in Dojima Gin's dish is completely worth his use of props to peek at the mystery!

If you have a great luck, you can just steal the recipe from a special chef. Just thinking about Xia Yu can't help but think about it.

"Get on the car—"

A faint voice interrupted his reverie.

Ryoko Lina changed out of her kimono, put on a long floral silk-spun skirt, and stood at the door of a red sports car's driving seat.

Xia Yu did not refuse, anyway, he was an acquaintance, so he greeted Morita Maki and sat in the rear parking space.

When Xia Yu got into the car, he leaned against the soft seat cushion and closed his eyes. It seemed that he was physically exhausted and mentally exhausted. He was actually communicating with the chef god system and using the props he just got.

"The understanding crystal has been used!"

The system mechanical sound sounded, beep, and the head was like a player, and a very vivid picture appeared inside.

A burly chef with a vague appearance was busy in front of the kitchen counter. He moved quickly, killing the chicken, cutting the stomach, cutting the side dishes, and stir-frying Egyptian rice, salt, cumin and black pepper for 10 minutes.

On the other side, a stainless steel cooking pot is placed on the second stove, filled with boiled hot water.

While cooking Egyptian rice, the male chef seized the time and added another batch of spices to the cooking pot, including bay leaves, cardamom, onion, cardamom, and black pepper.

At this time, the Egyptian rice had been cooked thoroughly. The chef stuffed the rice into the chicken's belly, cut carrots and onions into it, sealed it with a toothpick, and then carefully checked the whole chicken to see if there was no leak. If not, you can put the chicken in the cooking pot and continue to add salt and other seasonings.

The middle-aged chef was not idle for a moment, peeling potatoes, cutting onions, sliced ​​potatoes, carrots, and tomatoes.

The chef showed his superb skills in knife skills. In just a few minutes, the side dishes were neatly placed in a large transparent glass baking dish. Xia Yu watched intently, and the chef added spices for the third time.

Curry powder, turmeric powder, cinnamon powder, and even a little chicken powder, of course, salt and black pepper are indispensable. Finally, pour olive oil into it and mix the side dishes in the baking tray with both hands to make the seasoning evenly fit on each side dish.

The dietary feature of Egypt is the use of spices.

After stirring thoroughly, the side dishes at the bottom of the baking tray have been processed and the spices are scented.

Wait for a while, take out the whole chicken in the cooking pot, drain the water, take out the sealing toothpick, and add spices for the fourth time, but this time the spices were mixed in tomato sauce and mustard sauce. The chef's mixing speed was too fast, Xia Yu widened his eyes, "Wait--!"

He quickly called the system, "Slow down! Slow down! Go back!"

But the wonderful prop state is obviously uncontrollable.

The image was still playing back at normal speed. Xia Yu could only stare at the middle-aged chef and evenly spread the prepared spice sauce on the chicken. However, in a blink of an eye, the whole chicken was covered with curry yellow sauce.

Finally, place the chicken on a transparent baking sheet with a layer of side dishes underneath that are also spiced with spices.

Oven temperature, 250℃.

Baking time, 60 minutes.

bite.

The moment the oven made a pleasant reminder sound, the image in Xia Yu's head also disappeared.

"It's a dog!"

Xia Yu was stunned. The spice sauce applied to the chicken was undoubtedly the soul of this dish!

But at such an important link, the middle-aged chef's single hand speed of 10,000 years was too terrible. Perhaps it inspired some kind of cooking skills. He could not tell how many spices were mixed into the sauce, let alone the specific dosage of each spice.

"If there is 'supervision', hey!" Xia Yu could only imagine unwillingly.

[Super Vision] is different from [Super Touch]. This kind of cooking technique is similar to pupil technique. It can instantly copy the target chef's movements and reproduce the opponent's unique skills without any fault.

In addition, [Super Vision] can also copy the dishes and obtain recipes. This is also the trump card method of "Qingyan Tiger" Mira in the original work of Xiaodang. If he had this talent, Xia Yu would not have gained nothing.

Yes.

No gains.

After quitting to comprehend the crystal state, Xia Yu's heart sinks.

Not to mention stealing the recipe, I haven't even caught the hair.

And then...it's over?

When I opened my eyes, I found a slightly unfamiliar sports car interior environment. In the driving seat was Ryoko Lina, who was driving through the busy downtown area of ​​Tokyo.

"Ayu, are you awake?" Morita Maki's sweet voice came from the side.

"It seems like there is something different again..."

Xia Yu's eyes moved to the rearview mirror in the car. An exquisite handmade sachet was hung under the mirror. The smell came over. He sniffed it lightly and said subconsciously:

“Minn, lilac, lavender.”

"A little bit spicy, but fragrant, is it pepper?"

"It seems that there are also herb spices, agastache, mugwort leaves, cinnamon twigs, calamus..."

After saying that, Xia Yu was shocked. When did his nose become so sensitive to spices?

The rearview mirror in the car reflected Ryoko Lina's slightly surprised face.

"This is a sachet I made myself."
Chapter completed!