Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

After entering August, the weather gets hotter and hotter.When I opened the window in the morning, what I felt was not the cool breeze in the morning, but waves of heat.

The students in Jixing dormitory almost all went home one after another. When Xing Ping Chuangzhen came down from upstairs yawning, he felt that the huge dormitory was empty and quiet.It wasn't until we got close to the entrance hall paved with mahogany floors that we could faintly hear the chatter and laughter from the dining room.

"...It must not be ordinary bonito kombu broth. Let me think about it, such a sweet taste, Ogancha, what do you put in clams and salmon?"

The male voice with a smile paused, and added: "The seasoning is white pepper? It adds extra refreshment and layering, quite a genius idea."

The slightly weak female voice hesitated and guessed: "There is still a little powder of dried shiitake mushrooms? I seem to smell a special fragrance..."

"That's right."

The clear girl's voice affirmed, and then gave the final answer unhurriedly:

"In addition to those, the mirin was also replaced with Ryoko's No. [-] rice juice. I think the ingredients themselves are already sweet enough, and the addition of sweet rice will be a bit overwhelming. Moreover, it may be too tired for summer mornings."

Chuangzhen's eyes lit up, and he walked into the restaurant in two or three steps.

"Morning, what are you talking about?"

The three people who were discussing cooking methods turned to him one after another.

"Ah, Mr. Chuangzhen!"

Tian Suohui, who was sitting facing the door, was the first to wave to him happily, and the two dark blue braids on his shoulders hopped and jumped with the movement.

And beside her, a handsome boy with brown hair, Isshiki Hui, wearing a shocking nude apron, smiled brightly at Soma:

"Good morning, Soshin-kun. We are discussing the chawanmushi made of small sweet tea. It tastes like you can see the mountain river in the morning and smell the fragrance of the forest after the rain. The summer fatigue is swept away, really. Very powerful and thoughtful cuisine.”

The girl who was enthusiastically praised couldn't help laughing.

She sat across from the two, shrouded in the rainbow light filtered by the glass window, holding a cup of tea, and looked over from the side.

The girl's skin was so fair that light could penetrate it, and her vine-purple eyes were hidden under thick eyelashes.She greeted Soma with a smiling gaze, and then turned to the exaggerated senior:

"Isshiki-senpai is always like this, even I would be embarrassed. In fact, I just used the leftover ingredients of the curry research——"

What she was talking about was the grand event that Yuanyue Academy would usher in after the autumn season—the autumn selection competition.The first-year freshmen in the senior department carefully selected by the school will gather on this stage to show their creativity and talent in cooking, and the best candidates in the autumn selection are usually the ten people who stand at the top of Yuanyue later—— Yuanyue Shijie, a strong candidate.

After the summer vacation, there will be the preliminary competition of the autumn selection, and the theme is curry dishes. Therefore, the students who have been selected for the autumn selection recently are working hard to develop the dishes for the competition.

"Ah, that seems to be true! The masala tea cream curry that Gancha made last night used clams and salmon belly..."

Tian Suohui recalled the dishes he tasted last night, pointing his fingers at his cheeks, talking with bright eyes.

Yi Sehui, who is currently the seventh member of Yuanyue Ten Heroes and a second-year student, showed a rather interested expression.

“Sounds interesting. Masala tea spice recipe and creamy chicken curry inspired? But why clams and salmon?”

"Because creamy clam chowder and creamy salmon are both classic recipes. Besides, I'm also a little curious about the compatibility between seafood and creamy curry." Gancha replied.

"Hahaha, Xiao Gancha really likes to try new combinations. So what's the result?"

"It's unexpectedly refreshing and delicious, even I was a little surprised."

"Ah, it's not surprising that you did it, after all, what you are best at is balance and harmony." Chuangzhen came out of the back kitchen with breakfast, pulled the chair beside Gancha and sat down, "Curry has a clue gone?"

"That's always been said. It's better to say that because of something, curry cuisine is something that is engraved into my soul. It's just that the specific ingredients need to be considered a little bit." The girl moved the newspaper on the table for him, determined to answer.

The girl who usually has no desire to win or lose looks particularly arrogant at this moment.

"Hey——" Xing Ping Chuangzhen opened his half-moon eyes, "You can say such things. I always think it's a very big thing."

Gan Cha lowered his eyes and blew on the tea in the cup, smiling without saying a word.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen didn't bother with this, and bluntly mentioned another matter: "Speaking of which, what is that?"

He pointed to the silver trolley case at the girl's feet and the small pale green handbag on it, "Is it Tansuo who is going back to his hometown today? Why is your suitcase here?"

"Huh? You saw that. Actually, that's what I was going to say——I'm going back to Yokohama today."

"So suddenly?"

"There's nothing we can do about it." Hailao Ze Gancha put down his cup, leaned back lazily, and brushed the stray strands of hair on his shoulders: "I received a call this morning. I have something to do at home. Let me go back to help. Because I'm a little anxious , I booked the nearest Shinkansen and set off after dinner."

"Go back to Yokohama." Xing Ping Chuangzhen touched his chin and thought for a while, "Should I take you back? Is Yokohama not very peaceful recently? That visitor has been missing continuously, or something."

"It's a good thing you know this." Gan Cha gave him a surprise look.

"Although news about Yokohama doesn't get out much, I really don't care much about things other than cooking."

The other party frankly admitted his attitude towards public affairs, and then said very naturally, "But isn't that serious matter? Besides, I met a Yokohama person. It's not surprising to pay a little attention to it, right? ?”

how to say.

It is only natural for two people who are both transfer students to get along day and night under the same roof and become friends.What's more, their parents used to be the younger generation. Xingping Soshin's father, Shiro Ichiro, was also the cooking teacher of Gancha.After knowing this, they treat each other a little closer.

However, for a person like Xing Ping Chuangzhen who has nothing but food and Xing Ping restaurant in his eyes, he will pay attention to what information for whom, and Gan Cha has never thought about such a thing.

——In order to repay his kindness, the serial disappearance incident was solved yesterday, and the prisoner has been secretly detained at the military police station, so there is no need to speak out about it.

"Ah, thank you—but there should be no problem on the road, and someone will pick me up at the station."

Gan Cha added: "He is a good man with noble character. In terms of strength, he can knock down three strong men with his bare hands in an instant. He is very trustworthy."

In order to express the meaning of the words, she even nodded her head in conviction.

"..." Whenever talking about Yokohama and his family, Gancha's description seems to be a bit extraordinary, Tian Suohui, a girl from a small town, thought.

For example, the sister of a doctor who uses a hatchet to save lives, or a famous detective who can see through the truth with just one glance-is Yokohama such a powerful place?If I have to say, this time the person seems to be much more simple.

But the other two didn't find anything strange at all.

"Sounds good, then there is nothing to worry about." Xing Ping Chuangzhen nodded heartily.

"Well, that..."

Tian Suohui hesitated, and finally asked what he cared about from the beginning: "Is Gancha saying that something happened at home? What kind of thing? If, if possible, I would like to see if I can help... "

"..."

Gancha paused insignificantly, and then showed a comforting smile to the anxious blue-haired girl: "It's not a big deal. It's just a time-limited commission, so it's just a matter of recalling all available manpower—don't worry. "

"Entrustment," Yishihui, who was born in a famous family and has heard about many things, has a meaningful expression at the moment, "Xiao Gancha seems to be a rare student in Yuanyue, whose family is not engaged in the catering industry?"

"Well, my family runs a detective agency."

Speaking of this, the girl raised her eyebrows proudly: "I'm a famous detective?"

"Hahaha, that's really amazing—"

After a pleasant breakfast, Gancha left the Jixing dormitory with a handbag and a suitcase under the watchful eyes of three roommates.Before leaving, he also promised to bring souvenirs to everyone.Although it is true to say so, local people usually get confused when they are asked about their specialties, and she is the same.

——By the way, what are Yokohama's souvenirs, the Mafia?

Whatever you want.When the gentleman sitting next to him put down the newspaper and got up to help her put the trolley case on the luggage rack, Gan Cha almost laughed out loud at his good luck.

Two years later, this person seems to have not changed at all except that his hair has grown a little.

...oh, and height too.

Gan Cha gently let go of the handbag she was holding, raised her head, looked at the other party's slender fingers wrapped in black gloves, and the suitcase that was slightly emitting red and black light, and frowned: "Ah, what a coincidence."

"Long time no see - kind Mr. Hat."

The young man in front of him had an almost arrogant beauty.The gorgeous ochre-colored hair is scattered on both sides of the cheeks, and the cobalt blue eyes are clear and transparent, just like the sea in Yokohama.The short coat and suit vest outline the slender waist, and the black choker on the neck is subtly alluring, but the awe-inspiring power of the whole body makes people dare not look at it.

A young cadre of the Port Mafia, Gravity makes Nakahara Chuya.

In fact, she had a bit of a problem with the port mafia, especially their chiefs, except this one.Gancha was rescued by him two years ago. Although that incident was not simple, it had nothing to do with Mr. Hat. He was the only one who had no distractions in the complicated situation at that time.

Hearing the sound, the young man looked at her, paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "It's you, the little girl from the Armed Detective Agency."

"It's me." Gan Cha nodded and responded obediently.

Ignoring the furtive glances of the four men on the other side of the aisle, Gancha passed by the passage the youth gave her, and sat down on a seat by the window: "I haven't met you in Yokohama for two years, but in Tokyo It's really unexpected to meet you. How are you always?"

"Ah." Zhongya Nakahara responded casually, picked up the hat that was temporarily on the seat, and sat down beside her, "What are you doing in Tokyo alone?"

"Come to school." Gan Cha replied, "It's vacation now, I'm going home—where's Mr. Hat?"

She asked back in a natural manner, pretending she didn't know anything.

"Business trip." The other party replied briefly.

It is indeed a business trip.

After receiving the influence of Ranpo for many years, she has long developed a pair of keen eyes, and she can find something even if she has no intention of prying into other people's privacy.When she walked into the carriage, Mr. Hat's four gossiping subordinates who were disguised as ordinary office workers were locked by her.

Even when they sat down, they did not unbutton their suit jackets, and the fabric on their shoulders bulged slightly, indicating that they carried magazines at their waists and gun slings on their bodies, but their expressions could be said to be relaxed, and the task had been completed.Mr. Hat, as a cadre, went back to Yokohama by ordinary transportation, and besides the luggage on the shelf and the open food bag, there was a gray satchel beside the person sitting against the wall, and they delivered it at the station Smuggled goods - small transactions through code lockers at the station, since drugs are banned in the port of Mafia, it is likely to be expensive art or jewelry.

And the leader of the current generation of port Mafia is a cunning person who wants to squeeze water out of a stone. It is impossible to waste the energy of a cadre and do such a trivial thing for thousands of miles. A mission, a transaction made along the way back to Yokohama.At first, she couldn't tell where they had been at a quick glance, but there was a small package of light green cocoon-shaped snacks in the grocery bag, which was a special companion of the Tomioka Silk Mill in Gunma Prefecture that she had known as a cook. Souvenir.If you look closely, the tie of one of them is also very brand new.

Gunma, the news in the newspapers in recent days, is it a fight with many casualties or a dead congressman?

... Forget it, it has nothing to do with her, what are you thinking about?At the beginning, it was just to make sure that there was no danger at the moment.

"That's right," she said, "but I'm glad you remember me after two years—"

The red-haired young man was speechless: "Huh? You two brothers and sisters insisted on bringing people closer to the house for dinner, and stuffed a five-story lunch box before leaving...You are like a country mother at a young age. How can such a thing happen?" Maybe forget?"

In fact, if Gan Cha hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about saving lives long ago, but what happened afterwards was impressive.A family of three with different surnames—the girl who just came home from the attack and started cooking as if nothing had happened, the brother who is more like a kid than his sister, the guardian of the two, and the fierce-looking samurai uncle who looks very strong.

"That's because Mr. Hat saved me? And my mother in the country is too much, isn't the food I cook delicious?"

"...cough, it's pretty good."

As long as I think about it for a while, the surprise I felt back then will immediately come to my mind.Nakaya unconsciously showed a satisfied expression for a moment.

There was a small, contented smile on the girl's pale pink lips.

The drive took less than 10 minutes, and soon they returned to Yokohama.

After getting off the car, Gan Cha called Zhong Yuan Chuya who was about to leave: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Hat—"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

The young man in the top hat winked at the subordinate who was walking in front, and turned to look at her.

"At that time, the time was short and I couldn't express my thanks properly. You said that it was inconvenient to leave your contact information, but we never met again. We have always cared about it."

The girl smiled and said, "Both Ranpo and the president like you very much. If there is a chance, I would like to invite you to my house as a guest."

"Ah...that's nothing."

Zhong also waved his hands nonchalantly, and then showed an indescribable expression: "Just be a guest, I don't want to play with your brother anymore—"

The girl's eyes wandered for a moment, she pretended not to hear the last sentence, and continued as if nothing had happened.

"That's a life-saving grace." She smiled and shook her head, "But even if I say that, I just met you by chance today, and there is nothing remarkable about me. There is only one thing that I can take out—"

"I'm studying at Totsuki Academy now. I have a friend from the Sakaki family who is the heir to their fermentation process. This is her masterpiece."

She opened the box and took out a long object from inside.Zhong also watched curiously as she tore off the foam cotton used for shock absorption, revealing a brown wine bottle.

Needless to say, Totsuki Academy, the Sakaki family's reputation as a "fermentation house shop", even if they prefer red wine, Nakahara Nakahara, who is a wine lover, has heard of it-even the most common mass-produced wine. The goods can be sold for [-] yen a bottle, and the sake brewed by the master himself is even more expensive.

"Do you go to school in Yuanyue..." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, "It's quite suitable for you."

"Although I don't know if you like wine or not..."

Gancha handed the wine bottle to Zhongye——no wonder, she knew, this person likes to drink very much, back then he looked like he wanted to take her plum wine home: "But this one is recognized by everyone, she The best product, both taste and aroma are very elegant and soft. Please accept it."

"... Oh." Zhong Yuan took the bottle, with a strange expression on his face, "...Are you a student? Drinking underage?"

He's a mafioso, even though he's a habitual underage drinker himself?

Gancha smiled: "How can this be - this is rice juice, it's not something illegal."

Zhong also raised an eyebrow.He shook the wine bottle in his hand: "The sediment at the bottom of the bottle, and this handwritten label... And you just said it clearly, ask me if I like drinking?"

"No, you misheard."

The girl stared at him with soft wisteria-purple eyes, pinned her long hair behind her ears, and smiled.

"...well, juice made from rice."

Zhong also laughed, pressed his hat, turned to leave, and waved his black gloved hand casually, "I accept it, thank you."

After watching him leave, the girl took the re-fastened box and walked to another exit - the appointment meeting place with the members of the detective agency who came to pick him up.