Halberd gourmet emperor

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“Hey, Aunt Wen Xu, Senior Joichiro, let’s come back!”

“We’re hungry, let’s cook for us.”

At noon, after class, everyone in Polestar Liao hurried back to the dormitory, wanting to taste Kohei Joichiro’s cuisine again, but…

“You guys, are you really ungrateful, when Joichiro comes, don’t you even eat my food?” Ōmido Wen Xu came out of the kitchen with a porcelain plate, looking unhappy.

“Huh?” Seeing the porcelain plate, Aoki Daigo asked, “Aunt Wen Xu, is there the cuisine of Joichiro’s senior?” ”

Wang Chen walked at the back of everyone, also looking forward to it.

He wondered how many more dishes this man had left to shock him.

“Joichiro that guy, already gone!”

“Huh?”

“Huh…”

“How is “seven three seven” like this! ”

Everyone had different expressions, but their faces were full of disappointment.

“Hey, it’s not pleasant, I won’t eat lunch, go back to my room and sleep.” Aoki Daigo said gloomily.

“Me too.” Shoji Sato followed behind him, and the two went straight upstairs.

Listening to the two of them say this, the rest of them also felt that they had no appetite, so they planned to go back to the room and rest directly.

Da Yutang Wen Xu’s face was full of black lines, standing behind everyone with a murderous look, and said sharply: “I see who dares to go upstairs!” ”

“Huh…”

Led by Daigo Aoki, the people of Polar Star Liao were silent and sneaked into the kitchen to “enjoy” the dishes made by Omido Bunxu.

“The king… Wang Chenjun, don’t you eat? Seeing that Wang Chen was still standing in place stupidly, for fear that the Great Imperial Hall Wen Xu would be angry, he asked.

“You guys eat first.”

Wang Chen followed the Great Imperial Hall Wen Xu into the kitchen and asked, “Aunt Wen Xu, did he say anything before he left?” ”

“Hmm~” Omido Wen Xu looked deep: “He said… Your cooking… The level is low. ”

Wang Chen: “…”

“Hahaha…” Seeing Wang Chen’s stunned look, Da Yutang Wen Xu smiled and said, “I’m kidding you.” ”

Wang Chen: “…”

Seeing the appearance of the Great Imperial Hall Wen Xu, Wang Chen complained in his heart: “Just kidding, no one told you that this joke is cold, no one told you that this kind of joke is a person who won’t believe it?” ”

“Okay.” After stabilizing his emotions a little, Daigodo Wen Xu, who was immersed in his own world, finally calmed down and said, “He said that he will come back to cook again soon, and said that he left something for you, right at the end of your bed.” ”

“Bedside?”

After hearing these words, Wang Chen walked straight to the second floor.

“The king… Wang Chenjun, if you don’t eat lunch, Aunt Wen Xu will be angry…”

Tian Suohui’s voice became smaller and smaller, because Wang Chen had disappeared from her sight.

“Wang Chenjun, what’s wrong?”

“Maybe it’s an urgency!” Shoji Sato muttered.

……

303, the room that belongs to Wang Chen alone, was also once the residence of Kohei Joichiro.

“Bedside, what’s there?”

As soon as he entered his room, Wang Chen looked towards the bedside.

It’s just that…… A bottle of wine?

Lean, doesn’t it mean that drinking alcohol will cause harm to the chef’s sense of taste, how can you leave me a bottle of wine before leaving?

However, when he looked closer, Wang Chen found that there was a brown thing under the wine bottle, because it was similar to the color of the bedside table, so it was not clear from afar.

The bottle was opened, and the brown thing was picked up, and a musty smell came to my face.

“Hmm… Depending on the shape, this should be… A note? ”

It was indeed a notebook, but the years seemed a little old, so it had long been rotten.

Walking to the window where the air was more circulating, Wang Chen raised the note in his hand outside, trying to stay away from his room and nose, and then gently opened it.

Sandwiched between the cover and the first page is a card, seemingly written recently.

“Yo ho ho, I’m leaving, the wine is left to you, that’s my idiosyncrasy, the alcohol content is very low, it does not affect the sense of taste and smell, and it can also refresh the mind, in addition, this notebook is a book written when I traveled around the world, it is a summary book, don’t dislike its taste, it was when I was in India, I exchanged a piece of bread and a beggar.”

“Beggar?” Wang Chen was embarrassed.

Who knows where the beggar was picked from, and could it be that Kohei Joichiro would be so poor that he couldn’t afford a notebook, and where did his bread come from?

“God-like logic, pig-like teammates!”

Although he couldn’t help but complain about Kohei Joichiro in his heart, he actually gave it to himself without reservation, and in this regard, Wang Chen was still very grateful0.

“Well, I’d rather see what you’ve learned.”

Yikes!

Page turns, first sheet.

“Honey… Squid feet? ”

Wang Chen immediately closed his eyes and made up the picture, golden and sticky honey with pink and tender squid feet, bursts of floral fragrance and fishy smell, this wonderful mix…

Is it a person who he meows and eats?

Resisting the urge to throw the notebook on the ground and step on it wildly, Wang Chen turned the second page.

Desserts, honey bubbles… Chili pepper?

What kind of dessert is this?

Page three, mooncake fried rice?

Page four, leek egg stuffed rice balls?

“Huh… Huh…”

“It’s kind of… Which door’s cooking experience, this is clearly the dark cuisine collection! Wang Chen looked up to the sky and roared.

Soon, everyone from the Polar Star Liao, including the Great Imperial Hall Wen Xu, gathered at the door of dormitory 303.

“Yo, Wang Chenjun, what’s wrong with you?” Shoji Sato walked up to him curiously, grabbed his arm and asked.

“Do you want to eat honey squid feet?”

“Huh?”

“Do you like mooncake fried rice?”

“This…”

Wang Chen looked at Ryoko Sakaki again: “Ryoko, you like desserts, right?” ”

“Well, delicious desserts can be beautiful and beautiful.” 0.3 Ryoko Sakaki touched her smooth face and said.

“So you want to try honey chili?”

“What?”

“Hmm… Or rice balls stuffed with leeks and eggs are also available. ”

Everyone had a black line on their faces, and Yoshino Yuji looked like he suddenly realized: “Bingo, it must be the news that Ichiro’s senior left and drove Wang Chenjun crazy.” ”

“Hey, what’s in your hand?” Shoji Sato looked curiously at the notebook in Wang Chen’s hand.

Ōmido Bunxu’s eyes flashed and muttered, “Sure enough, it’s Joichiro, a guy who likes to create accidents.” ”

“Aunt Wen Xu…” Wang Chen looked bitter: “Please tell me how he sat on the second seat of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue that year.” ”

“Oh hehe, Wang Chen, oh, if you have a chance, let him tell you himself.” _

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