Sword Food House

"good evening."

Gojo Satoru's sudden appearance startled Saori.

She looked behind him almost subconsciously, except for Fu Heihui, who was in a bad mood when he looked at him with a straight face, there was no one else, let alone something she guessed he might see.

"Teacher Wutiao? Why are you here?"

The food in hand was just finished, Saori wiped her hands, and took them upstairs to the quiet room to sit down.

"I'm sorry, there are a lot of guests today, and it may be too late to entertain the two of you. If you don't mind, you can sit down and have a snack first. Well, or have you two eaten yet? Shall I make you something to eat?"

"Okay."

Fu Heihui didn't have time to refuse, so he heard Teacher Wutiao agree without hesitation.

"Teacher Wutiao!"

"Don't make decisions that trouble others without authorization. Didn't you eat something on the way here?"

Fu Heihui had a terrible headache.

Didn't you agree to come over and explain a very important matter?Seeing him exercising, he insisted on taking him with him. He said that he seemed to be in better shape, why don't we go out for a walk together, it will be better for the body to recover, and he also said mysteriously It was to bring him to witness a major event in advance.

What's the big deal?

You ate two servings of octopus balls, one small cake, one fried rice cake, and drank a cup of milk tea, and now you dare to promise to have another dinner?

Can you be more reliable?

If he asked this question, the answer he gained would probably not be two words.

After all, Wujo Satoru, who is too serious, is that still him?

Facing the student's disapproving eyes, Gojo Satoru reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so rigid, Hui."

"A person who is too rigid will not be liked by girls."

"I don't need that kind of like."

"If you are too sure, you will be slapped in the face. Besides, Saori-san's craftsmanship is very good. I have heard of her store before, and I wanted to go around to buy Xijiufu last time. It's a pity. She was closed and didn't get any food."

The teacher who is very fond of food showed a bright smile to the two students present: "If you are full, you can listen to some news better."

Saori raised her eyes in bewilderment. She subconsciously excluded herself from the crowd listening to the news, but when she saw Gojo Satoru's eyes, or felt Gojo Satoru's eyes resting on her, she realized that the news was big. Probability has something to do with her.

A question mark slowly appeared on the heads of Saori and Fuheihui at the same time.

The unscrupulous teacher whetted the appetite of the students, sat happily and began to wait for the meal.

The two students looked at each other and accepted the fact helplessly. One turned around and went out to continue working, while the other sat down and waited with the teacher.After all, he has nothing else to do now, think of something good, at least this time, he told him that he won't bring you a souvenir.

"Ji Jun?"

Carrying the plate, Hachisu Katora, who had just delivered the meals to the guests, was wearing a golden apron around his waist, which clearly outlined his good figure.He still had a good impression of Wutiao Wu, who had helped them save the god judge, so he took the initiative to ask, "Do you want me to send a milk date?"

The newly made dessert was unexpectedly popular, and [-]% of the customers who ordered it directly asked for a take away.Probably because they were relatively close, and they heard that others were also packing. The very vigilant guests chose...to pack a portion and put it on their table before they finished eating, so as not to run out later.

Therefore, the stock of milk dates is really almost gone now.

It is indeed the dessert that Hakata is clamoring to put on the shelves, and it is very profitable [crossed out], and it is very popular.

"You don't need to deliver it now," Saori refused him. "Just pack four copies for them and let them take them back later. Mr. Hachisuka, do you still have the package I sent earlier?"

"Yes, but Ji Jun... are you really going to cook that?"

Hachisuka rarely wants to support Saori's approach: "That thing...is it really edible?"

"Of course it can be eaten, not only can it be eaten, but it's also delicious." Saori showed a sly smile, with the words "watching a play" written all over her face, "If it wasn't for the first time Mr. Gojo Wu came to my place, I would not be willing to do this for him, after all, international postage is also very expensive."

Hachisu congratulated Huche: "..."

It seems that Wujo Wu teacher didn't know how to provoke Ji Jun, otherwise why would she want to cook this thing during business hours.Fortunately, the kitchen is isolated from the hall that welcomes guests outside, so they can send things directly through the window to the second floor later, so that other guests on the first floor will not be affected.

Ah, I really deserve to be a genuine Huche, to think of such a clever way!

Today's Hachisuka is also shining brightly.

15 minute later.

Gojo Satoru sat upstairs and suddenly sniffed: "What smell?"

Fu Heihui didn't even lift his eyes: "It's normal to have any smell near the commercial street."

"No, the two flavors are different."

"This smell...it smells even worse than some curse spirits."

Fu Heihui: "?"

Fu Heihui: "Can you stop mentioning such unsightly things in the restaurant where you eat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man suddenly entered through the wide open window, holding a dinner plate in his hand.

After completing the difficult trajectory of jumping from the ground floor to the upstairs, the plate in his hand has not been spilled at all. After the magical species, Fu Heihui has a very good tolerance for this kind of person who can jump up and down and have amazing sex skills.

So, why does the plate he's carrying smell like shit?

It's just a matter of procrastination, there's no need to do this, right?

"Please use."

Even though Yaoken Toshiro jumped from the ground floor to the second floor with the dinner plate in his hand, his expression remained unchanged. He calmly brought out the food on the plate and put it on the table.The fried pork cutlet rice bowl was placed in front of Fukuroe, and the other was placed in front of Gojo Satoru.

"The general ordered that this is the special delicacy she made for you. If you are not used to eating it, you can change it to another rice bowl."

Fu Heihui looked hesitantly at the steaming noodle dish, covered with a lot of ingredients, green river vegetables and a freshly fried poached egg, and the bright red chili oil floating on the top layer, which looked very tempting people.

But this smell...

Is this thing really edible?

"Teacher Wutiao..." He hesitated to exchange his portion of rice bowl.

As a result, when he turned around, he found that Gojo Satoru had already rolled up a spoonful of chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Suck it-"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Why can you eat without hesitation!

You give me two seconds to hesitate!

"What is this... so delicious!"

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up as soon as he took a sip of the roll, and started to suck while holding the bowl without lifting his head. While sucking, he asked his name, and the word "so spicy" popped up from time to time, and then continued to suck persistently.

Yaken Toshiro: "..."

This reaction...

It was a bit of a surprise.

"This is a fast-food delicacy passed down from planting flowers. The general said it's called... snail powder."

Yaken Fujishiro thought for a while, and then took out a few small plastic bags: "The general also said, if you like this thing, I will give this to you too."

Gojo Satoru was holding the bowl, but Fu Heihui took it curiously. After reading for a long time, he didn't understand the words on it, only the Japanese translation specially pasted on the back of the package.

"Smelly... tofu?"

****

"My lord..."

In the kitchen downstairs, Shazhi sneaked out and brought out the overcooked snail noodles, rolled up a chopstick and held it up, trying to coax Wuhu to have a taste: "This noodles are delicious, why don't you just have a bite?" .”

"But……"

After taking a look and smelling the smell, the little tigers who sneaked away for a long time and did not dare to approach, the five tigers retreated hesitantly, and still opened their mouths to accept the feeding from Sazhi.A few seconds later, a blush appeared on his fair face.

"Cough, cough, cough... so spicy... hiss..."

Saori was very well prepared and immediately handed over a glass of milk, and also handed over a tissue thoughtfully.

"It may be a bit spicy at first, but it will be much better after that. How about it, back, is it still spicy?"

"Okay, better."

"Then is it delicious?"

this problem……

Wu Hutui hesitated for a moment, but nodded honestly: "It's delicious."

"It's delicious," Saori, who was successful in selling Amway, happily took a small bowl, "I'll get you some and taste it. If it's too spicy, just skim off the spicy oil on it. If it doesn't work, don't force it."

Wu Hu retreated and nodded: "Yes, my lord."

Luan and Bodo, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help it either.

"Ji Jun, I want to eat too!"

"Master, give some to others!"

……

So, when Yaoken Fujishiro came back after delivering the food, he saw the god judge and his brothers squatting in the corner of the kitchen together, sucking and eating happily.

There was also a strange smell in the air.

Yaoken, who was always calm, endured for a while, but he still didn't tense up, showing a broken expression.

"General, what are you doing?"