Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 88 Alien Species
"Ah, father!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening suddenly, Xing Ping Chuangzhen looked over at the dining table.

As for Minegasaki Yaeko and the pony she brought, she was already immersed in the deliciousness of his 'fake crispy barbecue'.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen opened his mouth, and just wanted to briefly explain the cause and effect of the incident, but saw his father opened the door. He didn't care about the fact that his house was damaged by splashed paint, and strode straight to the bar.

Familiar bar location.

Kohei Joichiro paused noticeably in his footsteps.

He also recognized the boy who used Kohei's kitchen.

"It's you?"

A look of astonishment.

"It's me, I'm back." Xia Yan raised his head and grinned slightly when he saw it was 'Sura'.

"Haha, it's good to be back."

Xing Heicheng Ichiro's face was full of smiles: "You don't know, during the year when you dropped out of school and disappeared, Yin didn't know how many times he said that he was afraid that you would disappear from the world, and Yuanyue lost such a shining treasure. !"

Silver, of course, is Dojima silver.

Xia Yan said with a smile: "When I go back to Yuanyue, I will have to trouble Director Dojima to go through the student registration procedures."

Kohei Joichiro nodded.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately changed the topic to a pot of mashed potatoes that Xia Yan was frying:
"What kind of food are you here?"

Before Xia Yan could reply, Xing Ping Chuangzhen walked over with surprise.

Especially when it was discovered that Xia Yan had thrown in chopped onions and diced king oyster mushrooms and stir-fried them with mashed potatoes.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen stared: "Hey, is this my recipe?"

"So he cooks the same dish as you, Soma." Koheijo Ichiro showed surprise, turned his head in the direction of Mininezaki and her horse, and took a deep breath.

So this chef with the names of 'Sura' and 'Yao Daddy' looked even weirder.

"This isn't your recipe anymore."

Say this to your son.

"Wait a minute, you will know when the food is ready."

In fact, Xing Ping Chuangzhen also realized some differences. Although his sense of smell is not as sharp as his father's, he can easily capture that strange umami taste as long as he has a nose and sense of smell.

Xia Yan wrapped these mashed potatoes carefully with large slices of bacon, shaped them into football shapes, and sprinkled some rosemary leaves on the surface.

He turned around and said to Xinghei Soshin who was surprised by the delicious smell of the store:
"Sorry, my hands are itchy, I can't help but do it myself."

Uh, Xing Ping Chuangzhen scratched his head, and faintly realized that this guy is more proficient in the series of procedures of the "Counterfeit Crispy Barbecue" recipe than he, the developer.

How should I put it, that kind of strange feeling, as if he is not the original author, and this recipe is not the first time in the world of food and cooking, others have practiced it for a long time.

"It's obviously a recipe created on the spot!" Xing Ping Chuangxin muttered to himself.

"Hey!"

On the other side, Minegasaki Yaeko raised her hand and shouted.

"What?!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen cast a sharp glance over: "'Tender and juicy meat dishes', I just presented it, you should be satisfied, so, the agreement has come into effect, and you will never think about Xing Ping's restaurant again!"

Cough, cough.

Yaeko Minegasaki had just come out of the state of 'medication', her eyes were still moist, and the blush on her cheeks hadn't faded.

I don't know why, but the strong umami smell permeates the store.

There is a great magical power to completely pry open the door of appetite, and only then has a plate of 'fake crispy barbecue' been divided. Deep in the stomach, the stomach pouch made a cry of hunger again. With that sense of appetite restlessness, Minezaki felt a sudden sensation in his body. A naughty little devil lived in, constantly teasing her mood.

"I, I'm not satisfied..."

Yaeko Minezaki bit her plump lips.

"Please give me some more food! Please!" The imposing real estate queen suddenly clasped her palms together and begged.

The situation is not right!

Xingping Chuangzhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

It can be said that he almost never encountered such a situation.

The normal situation is that when a guest eats his dishes, no matter what their intentions are, they should be poured into his culinary kingdom, and then he removes the white bandanna on his forehead and shouts "the hospitality is not good".

Dazedly, he touched his forehead, the scarf was still there.

Opening his mouth, facing the sincere and unsatisfied guests, how could he shout out that mantra.

A palm suddenly rested on the shoulder of the bewildered Xingping Chuangzhen.

"Chuangzhen, actually because..."

At this point in Koichiro's words, he was interrupted by an electronic sound effect.

Ding.

The sound of the oven hitting the dot.

"Are you ready?" Xia Yan glanced at the system information in his field of vision. This time, he saw the plot of the original work reappeared. It was a whimsical attempt, and it actually had a decent result.

[Successfully improved the "Counterfeit Crispy Barbecue". 】

[Added 'Darkness Index' to the recipe. 】

[You can rename the recipe. 】

"The recipe has been promoted to a star. The problem is that there is no deviation value to harvest!" Xia Yan secretly thought, if it is not for the deviation value, he would rather take the tram directly to Yuanyue to see if Ji Xingliao's own room is still there .

Xing Ping Chuangzhen turned on the oven curiously.

The baking tray was brought directly to a table, so attracted by the taste, Minezaki, her horse boy, and Xinghei father and son all surrounded the table.

……

After Xia Yan bid farewell and left, the Xingping Restaurant did not return to tranquility.

This woman, Yaeko Minezaki, was lying on the dining table like a puddle of ooze, and her limp and shortness of breath inevitably made people think about it.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was also sweating profusely and got wet.

"call--"

After a while, he broke free from the terrifying tentacles jungle.

It's just that in my mind, I can't help but feel the taste of "tentacles".

Thick bacon is the skin.

After biting open, it turned out to be tender and juicy mashed potatoes.

And, every time you chew, every bite, it's like breaking a tentacle.

Layers of accumulation, layers of wonderful taste.

"This is not my recipe at all!" Xing Ping Chuangzhen smacked his lips, only feeling a strong umami taste still spreading between his lips and teeth.

Kohei Joichiro exhaled and said, "It's really not your recipe, Soma."

"Compared to your treatment, mushrooms that absorb juice easily, and mashed potatoes, not only absorb bacon gravy!"

"Also, that whole pot of broth!"

There was a trace of strangeness in his eyes, and he put the high soup pot that Xia Yan had just used on the bar.

A pot of high soup, only a little clear soup remains.

The whole pot was poured out, and there was about a sip of soup on the seasoning plate. Koichiro Kohei drank it without any hesitation.

"Well!"

Eyes suddenly widened.

slap~
In an instant, he returned to the previous food scene, but this time the tentacles entwined with the whip were stronger.

What I ate in one bite was the concentrated essence of all fresh aquatic products in the deep ocean.

"Such ingredients, could it be..."

Xing Heijo Ichiro was inexplicable, thinking of the strange news that had been reported one after another in the past year.

For example, fishermen have caught huge seafood that far exceeds the world record.

For example, the water and soil on land also have weird changes.

In a certain piece of land, a strange watermelon has grown, and when cut open, it will flow out thick blood-like juice.

Some tomatoes are as big as a human head, and the original sweet and sour turned to bitter.

"Alien?!"

(End of this chapter)