Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 319

The lobby of Pole Star Hall.

Mrs. Wenxu poured tea for Saibajo Ichiro, curious about where "Sura" traveled recently and returned to Tokyo, "Look at you, you just came out of the airport and went straight back to Yuanyue?"

Ichiro Saibajo shook his head, and simply explained: "I have never left Tokyo."

Mrs. Wenxu was shocked: "Isn't there a rumor in the industry that you have returned to the United States to sit in a big hotel for a friend?"

The man from "Shura" laughed and said, "Mrs. Wenxu, you are a dormitory manager. You are well-informed. You have surfed the Internet on industry forums, haven't you?"

Mrs. Wenxi choked.

A burst of footsteps came from the quiet vestibule of Jixing Liao.

"The students are back."

Mrs. Wenxu was talking, only to realize that Ichiro waved his hand, "I'm just waiting for someone."

"Wait for who?"

The sound of footsteps was also accompanied by the sound of conversation, and one of the voices made Ichiro Saibajo smile elusively, "He has returned."

After a few breaths, the door opened, and Xia Yan and Yise Hui came back from the school area.

"Yo--"

Saibajo Ichiro stood up and said hello.

"Is it just the two of you?" He still looked towards the vestibule, but he didn't see his own brat Xing Ping Chuangzhen.

"They're still behind."

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, and then a smile quickly appeared on his face. After all, 'Yao Daddy', an old acquaintance, may be the world of "Spirit of the Halberd", one of the few genuine Lin Chefs, put in the big world of China, A boss who can also wrestle with the group of Lin chefs in Liangshanbo.

Yisehui is suspicious.

This uncle looks familiar.

Who is it?
He rested his chin and scanned his whole body: "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere."

"Hey, he must have seen portraits on the wall." Xia Yan reminded.

"On the walls, portraits?

"Black and white photo?"

When the corners of 'Yao Dae''s eyes twitched, Yishihui suddenly slammed his palms, "I remembered! It was on the wall of "Yuetian Between" and you are a senior from the 69th issue. You are the same class as President Dojima The 'Top Ten Members'! "

"Besides, I also saw your name in some gourmet newspapers and periodicals in the early years..."

"I have left footprints in countless restaurants all over the world, and I am called a 'wandering chef'!"

"The legend of Yuanyue's alumni circle, "Sura"! "

Three steps turned into two steps, Isshiki Hui looked like a fanboy, blushing with excitement, and successfully shook hands with Saiba Chengichiro.

And listened to Yi Sehui's self-introduction:
"Oh, you are the 'seventh seat' of this session?"

'Yao Daddy' Cheng Yilang said with a harmless smile, "I heard Xia Yanjun talk about you, he said that you are unparalleled in cooking, if you want, you can even challenge the front row, those third-year students who are about to graduate, get Seats of a higher order..."

"Men Sao, black belly."

"Well, maybe there is still a strategy in place?"

This time it was Yishihui's turn to twitch the corners of his eyes.

This uncle.

On purpose?

In order to retaliate against the 'venomous tongue' of his unintentional black and white photos just now!
rumbling...

At this time, outside the gate of Jixingliao, there was the roar of a truck's engine.

A staff member of the Yuanyue Logistics Bureau entered the door with a list, bowed and said, "This is the ingredients that Director Jingpu Jiushang ordered me to deliver. Please sign for it, Chef Xingping!"

Jingpu Jiushang, director of Yuanyue Eclipse Logistics Bureau.

The key lies in the word "food halberd".

Hey, all the strength and resources of this department have been used?No way……

I was taken aback by the sudden thought that came to my mind.

Yishihui glanced back and forth at Xia Yan and Saibajo Ichiro, "Chef Xingping? What's your name?"

"Shura" in the image of a charming uncle smiled and said, "Oh, my surname is now Xingping, not Caibo."

Yisehui: "??!"

Nani, son-in-law drama?
But the last name Xingping...

This is the second thought of "no way" that came to Yishihui's mind in just one minute:
"Could it be that?"

Xia Yan and "Shura" himself have both left him behind and went out to collect the ingredients.

Yishihui followed out, and saw the two standing at the tail of the truck with the door open.

"Great hand, Chef Xingping." Xia Yan said.

"Where is there." "Shura" Joichiro continued to smile, "It's rare to come back once, so I can only ask old friends for help. Except for the rich and powerful Yuanyue Eclipse Logistics Bureau, I am afraid there is no other food supplier. All these ingredients will be delivered within an hour."

"The source of this batch of ingredients is a little sensitive, Food Ji Bureau?" Xia Yan also smiled.

But Yisehui next to him, for some reason, suddenly felt chilly behind his collar.

Kohei Joichiro laughed and said:
"The ingredients here are of high quality, more than enough to cook a sumptuous celebration banquet."

"but."

He changed his tone.

"Xia Yanjun, are you interested in showing your hands? Even if you provide a lonely dish for this banquet."

"I heard it in Chaoyang. You seem to have comprehended and mastered the 'esoteric meaning' of a higher level and domain. This makes me, very curious, want to try it!"

"After all, after the special level, everyone has only... their own path..."

Xing Pingcheng Ichiro stared at Xia Yan with piercing eyes, "And what is your path? I want to see!"

Yisehui: "..."

Xia Yan: "?"

"Can I say no?"

"Don't rush to refuse, I don't care about Chaoyang's affairs at all, no matter what he does, this is my condition." The harmless smile continued on the face of "Sura", "Otherwise, even if you interrupt the dog Legs, I'm going to throw that brat back to America."

Xia Yan rolled his eyelids.

Broken leg?Be careful that your blood father 'Nagiri Ji' is looking for you desperately!

……

Towards evening, a group of people from Jixing Liao also returned to the dormitory one after another.

Wow.

What's up with the huge celebratory banners in the lobby?

The friends headed by Tian Suohui and Xingping Chuangzhen were a little overwhelmed by the complete celebration venue.

"Welcome back!"

Isshiki Hui, who had successfully changed her clothes and took off her uniform, only wearing a bear-patterned nude apron, appeared in front of everyone.

what.

There was a lot of movement from the kitchen door that was pushed open by Yisehui just now.

The roar of the stove, the sound of the ventilator and exhaust fan at full power.

as well as……

A surge of mixed smells!
It smells so good!tasty!
Suddenly, the friends who had just returned to the dormitory stopped in their tracks.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen keenly noticed that there was a familiar culinary style in this big smell, so he quickened his pace and entered the large communal kitchen of the dormitory.

Sure enough, in addition to Xia Yan, the 'table', there was also an adult man, no, a middle-aged uncle.

Hair color, hairstyle, clothes.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was very familiar with them, "Ah, Dad?"

The man who was turning over the frying pan glanced sideways, "You're back, Chuangzhen? Help me move the few prepared dishes on the table to the dining table, and then you don't have to wait for us, you can eat the prepared dishes first .”

we?

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was stunned, and then turned his gaze to Xia Yan, who was standing beside him with folded arms. This student from the 'seat on the table' did not look like a helper in the kitchen.

The rest of the friends followed Xing Ping Chuangzhen's tail and rushed into the kitchen. Hearing the interaction between "Sura" and Xing Ping Chuangzhen, there was a burst of exclamation as it should be.

Yisehui and Mrs. Wenxu are responsible for the introduction and commentary:
"This uncle is an alumnus of the Jixing dormitory."

"It's not just as simple as alumni, the second seat of the top ten, and Chief Dojima Yin are the same students, cooking skills are inseparable from each other, good friends for life."

The kitchen was immediately noisy, and all the dormitory members participated in the big discussion about the story of Xingping and his son.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen himself was stunned.

What the hell, my bastard salted fish father who runs a cheap restaurant is actually a domineering president?

(End of this chapter)