"Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns!"

Xia Yu was excited about the new recipe that had just been synthesized from three pieces of fragments in the backpack.

This is a golden recipe that is even better than "Golden Smiling".

Suppose you want to choose the strongest recipe to represent the Chinese pastry field, then the recipe of "Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns" is the well-deserved leader, inherited from the Three Kingdoms period, and condenses the soul of the pastry of the Bai Luo family!

Now, holding the recipe of "Golden Smile" in one hand and the recipe of "Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns" in the other hand. Xia Yu feels that when he thinks thoroughly about the two recipes, it means that he has come to an end in the field of traditional pastries and wants to try to open up a path that his predecessors have not yet walked.

Of course these are later stories. It is not that easy to understand the golden recipe. At least Xia Yu encountered many nails when studying "Golden Smiling", let alone the more complex and mysterious soul-suppressing buns.

"Ding, the recipe has been learned!"

The system popped up a prompt, and Xia Yu closed his eyes to comb out the extra information in his head.

Half an hour later.

Zhu Qing drove to Sapporo Chitose Airport and received four sisters, Tatsuo-e, Morita Maki and Tatsukawa, who had just arrived in Sapporo. Fortunately, the business van was spacious enough and the group didn't seem crowded when they came in.

In the back seat of the car, Xia Yu sorted out the recipe information and even practiced in the chef god space. After exiting, he suddenly realized that the fragrance was lingering on his side.

Look left and right, laughing and crying.

He didn't move, and was naturally caught in the middle, and he was a perfect baby position.

On both sides are the sisters Tamakawa Misa and Tamakawa Ayaka.

Erita Tatsuo, Maki Morita and Erina Nakiri were whispering something in the back row. The words that came vaguely seemed to be related to "field study". Erina was probably asking the two about the study situation.

"Did you come to Sapporo for the first time?"

The sudden inquiry scared Tamakawa Misa very much. She was observing the city street outside the car window. When she heard the sound, she looked back at Zhen's head, and looked in surprise, shouting happily: "Stand Manager Xia, you have finally woken up!"

After he said this, he had a hint of teasing. After he left the girl in Xia's restaurant, he called him Manager Xia every day.

Now, everyone in the car looks like this.

Tamakawa Ayaka was also closing her eyes to rest, and she opened her eyes when she heard the sound.

"I said why do you suddenly want to come to Sapporo?"

Xia Yu was helpless in his speech. Not long ago, he was frightened when he received a call. This group of people had an assault, and there was no news in advance.

"Come on cheering you on!"

Misa Tamakawa said for granted: "There must be a food halberd support team at the scene!"

Morita Maki smiled in the back row and said, "Sister Misa is right. We are not here to travel or to come to see the game. We just want to cheer you up. We have decided on the name of the support group, and we are called 'Shop Manager Xia's support group'. Look, this is the support prop..."

As he said that, his childhood sweetheart took out a printed Citi from his bulging backpack.

She spread the colorful flags, and there was indeed the words of a support team on them. She could only fly and flutter and flutter, ensuring that she was eye-catching.

Xia Yu's face turned black.

"Come on, come on, what kind of support is there!"

"This is not possible, you must have momentum!" Morita Maki took out another white forehead towel, raised his long black hair, and put the scarf on his forehead. The white and smooth forehead revealed the word "must win" and was very imposing.

"Come on, Xiaohui, shout slogans to me-"

Morita Maki waved her pink fist with energy, and her oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-

Tian Soe shyly bowed his head and didn't say anything.

In a joyful atmosphere, the car returned to Okura Mountain Villa.

Everyone got out of the car, and Xia Yu took the initiative to help get her luggage. The villa was big enough that everyone could get a comfortable single room. Two suitcases filled with bulging support were placed outside the door of Maki's bedroom. Seeing that her childhood sweetheart was making up the bed, Xia Yu pressed her chin to look at her back and said, "I said Maki, why have you been fattening around this month?"

"fat?"

The girl who made the bed stiffened, her tone increased by several decibels, and she hurriedly stood up, "Where are you fat? Is there any?"

She was shy and angry.

Seeing that the girl was so nervous, Xia Yu couldn't help laughing.

"It should be a matter of clothing."

He looked at himself, a long-sleeved shirt that looked thin. You know, it was almost November, and Sapporo was turning to winter. The sun was only about 10 degrees during the day, and the cooling was even worse at night. It was not a strange thing to fall below zero.

She only wore shirts and casual pants, without any warmth in the base, but Xia Yu didn't feel cold, but the girl was different. Although she wore a short skirt, her legs were covered with black cotton pantyhose. There should be three layers inside and outside, a jacket, sweater and base coat.

After looking at it, Xia Yu covered her face and said, "Maki, I only realized that it was almost snowing season for Hokkaido!"

"It's been November, and you only found out?"

Morita Maki was stunned for a while before stepping forward, touching his clothes, tilting his head to stare at his eyes, "Are you cold?"

“Not cold.”

"Really?" The girl still had a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm a child? Don't you know how to add clothes?"

Xia Yu was speechless.

He is really not cold.

Even before he awakened the food cells, he could still be free to roam the Daxue Mountains with his martial arts physique. Ten and a half months ago, the weather in the deep mountains was extremely cold, and he still jumped around and found the Izumo Shrine.

“Um…”

Facing the bright eyes of childhood sweethearts, Xia Yu always felt that there were some changes in the girl that he could not see.

It seems that it is, more confident and cheerful?

Thinking of the high-spirited voice of childhood sweethearts in the car before, Xia Yu thought secretly that it was indeed the winner of the autumn selection, which made her truly transform into a confident and beautiful white swan.

Fang Zhenxi tidied up the room, Xia Yu brought her hands behind her back and Shi Shiran to the kitchen.

When we arrived at the kitchen, a maid from the villa was outside the door and handed him a list of forms: "Sir Xia Yu, these are the ingredients you just ordered me to retrieve. You have prepared them all. Please check the list here!"

"Thank you, go ahead and get busy."

Watching the maid leave, Xia Yu turned around and locked the kitchen door.

Sealed ingredient boxes are piled next to the door, with very mixed ingredients, including vegetables and meat.

The recipe of "Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns" has just been learned and hasn't figured out yet. Xia Yu is not in a hurry to practice and accumulate experience and proficiency. He found a chair to sit down and thought for a long time.

The showdown between Leon and Gin Dojima made him quite touched. Moreover, an important food halberd is coming, and he needs to make a clue.

Which is better, food dominance or food meaning?

Who is weak and who is stronger?

It is very one-sided to judge these two routes by using advantages and disadvantages, strength and weakness alone.

In Xia Yu's opinion, Leon's confidence comes from the ingredients, and the loss is also due to the ingredients. It is too difficult for him to control the "puffer fish and whale meat", so how can the taboo dishes with low completion compete with the royal dishes of Dojima Gin?

From the duel between the two, Xia Yu inevitably thought of the upcoming halberd of the halberd that he and his ghost father Nakirishita.

He is not Dojima Gin.

The ghost father is not a half-hearted Leon who controls taboos.

Facing the ghost father, Xia Yu thought there were two ways to choose from—

First, follow the example of Dojima Gin and further improve the "kill" dishes you have mastered, cleverly give the kitchen mark, and make yourself invincible. This is a perfect route.

The second way is to face Nakiri thistle head-on with taboo dishes. In this case, it is probably a head-on battle between taboo dishes!

Maas's warning words faintly emerged.

"Nakichi Thistle takes a key step for the Dark Chef to the Lin level..."

Xia Yu said intimately: "It seems that he has mastered a taboo-level resonant food."

Pressure arises naturally.

Taboo dishes, even if they are not inferior to nakiri thistle in ingredients, Xia Yu asked himself, how much is his winning rate? Is it more than half?

Food and halberds are not children's play.

Regardless of the first or second roads, the predictable winning rate is very low. Xia Yu sat still for a long time and could not come up with the third solution for a long time. He sighed and looked at the back of the chair, and muttered to himself with his hands on his stiff face:

"Is food righteousness and food dominance so clear and clear?"

"You have to find a way to improve your winning rate... If you don't have 50% sure, what can you do to compete with Nakiri? At least you have to ensure unbeaten... No, you have to ensure at least 60% of your winning rate!"
Chapter completed!