Sword Food House

With red scales, a chubby body, a chubby head, big eyes and a slowly swaying tail, no matter how you look at it, this is a swimming goldfish.

It’s just why the goldfish’s stomach is connected to a plant’s rhizome like an umbilical cord, and there are big leaves below it, and it can also call, and the sound is extremely unpleasant.

"Is this an animal or a plant?"

Saori was taken aback by it, and almost punched out with her spiritual power, but the jailer who emerged from the side interrupted her attack and saved the howling snapdragon.

"Snapdragon grass was originally a plant that grew on the edge of the underworld. Later, it gradually grew into this shape after being cultivated by Lord Ghost Lantern. Now it is very popular in hell, and many people like to plant it. It comes as a pet."

The jailer who led the way introduced while walking, and explained the problem of the landing place by the way.

"Snapdragon grass is the raw material that needs to be used in the first level of the food competition. Master Ghost Lantern said that he was afraid that the contestants from all over the country would not know each other, and they would not be able to make it well when the time came, so he set the transmission location at the edge of the specially cultivated snapdragon grass field. superior."

"The contestants can use the invitation letter to receive a snapdragon every day to try the dishes. The competition will start in three days."

That's it.

She was quite thoughtful. Before, she was still thinking about what the snapdragon was. It was much more convenient to try the dishes in advance, at least she didn't have to challenge the recipes temporarily.

I don't know if this snapdragon tastes like a plant, or does it taste like fish?

While Saori was thinking, she wandered around the snapdragon field with the jailer, and picked up her own sword and Fusangshen by the way.

The jailer has also received many chefs in the past two days, many of them are well-known chefs. Hell did not specify the number of followers this time, but each person can only bring two followers. In addition, no board and lodging will be prepared for those who bring more. Just pay for it.

In other words, if you have money, you can bring more.

This caused many local tyrants to come out with a bunch of people, not necessarily followers, but also a lot of junior apprentices and so on. It was a rare opportunity to go to hell with integrity, so they just brought them along.

It was only a few days before the conference was scheduled to start, and the money for the teleportation array had already been earned back.

As they continue to spend on accommodation in the future, they will definitely earn more.In addition, almost [-]% of chefs have never heard of snapdragon as an ingredient, and one piece a day is definitely not enough for them to toss, so Hell has launched a snapdragon sale service very intimately, but the price is a bit expensive.

But for the chef, the ingredients must be bought!

The second way to make money appeared.

The tips received in the past two days are enough for the jailer to regard the contestants as sponsors, but this time the one he received is really... a rare type.

A noble lady with an entourage?

That's not right, it looks like it's very strong and capable of fighting, and the most important thing is that the noble lady is very modern.

And these attendants...

It smells like nothing human.

The dog jailer shrugged his nose and sniffed carefully, but he didn't feel any special smell.

Forget it, forget it.

It's good to meet handsome guys and beautiful women, and the way the young lady rolls her head is really good hehehe.

Wang Wu!

I don't plan to stay in the snapdragon field any longer when there are enough people. Although it is very clean and has no peculiar smell, it is really unbearable to sing suddenly.Saori was led forward by the dog jailer, her eyes couldn't help but stay on his dangling tail.

Just wanted to say, this one, Chai's tail is so fluffy.

Looks good to touch!

I don't know if I can accept touching like Miss Mustard.

Seduced by Fluffy, she was about to speak when a man's worried voice wafted in the wind.

"Master, let's come here directly to pick snapdragons, don't you want to inquire about it? I heard that this competition has invited many strong chefs, each of whom is a master from all walks of life. We are not from the same world. , If you don’t inquire about the news at this time, you will never have another chance. Going to the battlefield without knowing anything is a bit dangerous.”

Following the pole where the snapdragons are not very lush, you can see three people standing on the path five or six meters away on the left, carrying a large basket and scissors, as if they are picking snapdragons.

Appearing here at this time, it is also a contestant at first glance.

Saori had no intention of spying on other people's conversations, and was about to speed up and walk over, when she heard that the other side didn't intend to lower her voice at all, and snorted contemptuously: "Inquire? What's there to inquire about? You haven't seen them Who are the people who put us next door?"

"There are women on both sides. How can women be considered chefs? At most, they just spend their days in the kitchen, cooking the same dishes every day for the family to eat!"

"For me to compete with a woman, it is simply insulting me!"

"It seems that this hell's competition is not a big deal. I dare to choose anything, but I don't think it will last long. I have never seen this kind of food, and they will not make it. After the first round of the competition, They should have left crying hahahaha!"

Saori stopped walking.

Yaken Toshiro adjusted his glasses on his nose and asked, "Do I need to teach them a lesson for you?"

The eyes of Rando Shiro and Hachisuka Kotoru looking over there are not friendly, what age is it, and there is such a thing that discriminates against women, does he think that he is strong if he has something more?

The yelling over there is still going on, and the words spoken are even more excessive, and some very dirty words are used.

Saori Chong Yaken and the others waved their hands to signal them to calm down, then smiled and lowered his head to ask the dog jailer, "Is the room next to this man still available?"

"There is another one, which happens to be on the north side of their room, that is, directly in front, guests, do you want to choose there?" The dog jailer hesitated for a moment, but continued: "As you can see, this contestant's temper …It’s not very good, I’ve already had a few arguments with the nearby guests. If you want to get a good cooking environment, I’d suggest changing to another place.”

"It's okay, just choose there."

Saori smiled brightly: "Fighting shouldn't be forbidden in hell, right? Is it necessary to be punished for such a cheap mouth?"

Dog Jailer: "Master Ghost Lantern did not set any regulations on this..."

Not to mention the contestants, even they often make appointments to fight with each other after get off work. Anyway, they are already dead, so they can't die anyway.In order to improve one's combat effectiveness, it is very normal to fight more.

and so……

"That's good," Saori nodded in satisfaction, "Then I will be his neighbor, if he dares to quarrel with me, I will give him..."

"boom--"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Being chased and beaten by a small figure.

"Pluck snapdragons according to the quantity purchased, don't you see?"

Miss Mustard was holding a wooden stick she got from someone who didn't know where, and her eyes were red, she chased and beat the three people over there crazily: "Destroying multiple snapdragon branches and leaves without authorization is a crime of vandalism!"

"Ah hit!!!!"

"Oh my god, it's Miss Mustard Seed, she's so powerful! Woof!" the dog jailer let out a happy cry, with little stars in his eyes, wishing he could take out a notebook and sign it on the spot.

The tail is almost wagging like a fan.

"I used to doubt whether this jailer sent by hell could protect others, but now I believe it." Hachisu Katora sighed quietly, "Is this why people don't respect appearances?"

"We have to keep working hard, otherwise we can't even beat the rabbit, how can we protect the master well."

Ranto Shiro, who was happily cheering for Ms. Mustard, froze for a moment, and his expression suddenly became serious: "...that makes sense, brother Yaoyan, we can't be lazy tonight, let's take turns with everyone."

"it is good."

Yaken Toshiro nodded, marking the end of the conversation.

Saori saw Miss Akuko shuttle among the snapdragons, cheers everywhere she went, she looked very busy.She simply asked the dog who was still a little bit reluctant to take them to the room first, and the reward was a carrot that Miss Mustard had gnawed.

"Woof! I want carrots!"

The star-chaser took it without complaint and happily led them into the room.

****

The rooms provided by Hell are not too big. Three rooms and one living room are separated in the small space, and the area of ​​each room is even smaller.In order to take care of the chefs, the largest room was specially arranged as a kitchen, so the remaining space for accommodation was even smaller.

No wonder along the way, I saw that many chefs with only one or two entourages were also renting other rooms.

After all, if a chef wants to show his talents, he must have a suitable space.

Looking around, he frowned dissatisfied: "This place is too small, master, you should go back to Honmaru to live at night. By the way, let's move the snapdragon back too? Putting it here feels like half the kitchen is covered. occupied."

In order to repay the carrot they gave, the dog jailer took them to pick a super-large top-grade snapdragon.

Saori has no objection, and she also thinks the kitchen is a bit small, but there are more modern kitchen utensils here, and Honmaru's kitchen has not yet been installed with electricity.The reason is that Shizheng said that Honmaru is a place where time is lost, and it is very difficult to build a special circuit to connect it to the past. Now it is still building power stations and power grids.

If the amount of work is normal, it would probably take a year or two. If it is current affairs... Even if it is accelerated by unscientific means, it will probably take a month or two.

Anyway, it can be powered on.

In this regard, Saori is very tolerant of current affairs.

Besides, earthen stoves are also delicious for cooking. If you want to find such a nostalgic earthen stove in another place, you will never find it.

The plucked snapdragon is still full of vitality, the dead fish eyes are wide open, the mouth is opening and closing to breathe hard, and it is written all over the face that I don't want to die, is there a doctor, come and save me.

Saori sat on the side ruthlessly, thinking about how to do it.

Although the culinary skills have been greatly improved recently, many new dishes have been made, and the ordinary dishes are not so overwhelming, but the taste is still edible.But she has never cooked fish dishes, let alone goldfish dishes...

Staring at the bulging belly, I passed through my mind that it was all sashimi.

Saori decided to call for foreign aid.

There is a landline in the room, which can be used to call people in the present world, but it is in a state of real-time monitoring. If it is an ancient or ordinary world without any fantasy power, in short, it is not a suitable place to mention hell. You hang up the phone.

It is impossible for you to have a phone in the next few days. The basic situation is that your mother is afraid that you will mess up things when she goes out, so she directly takes the router away and solves all problems at once.

The first foreign player is Keigo Atobe.

The background sound of the uncle is the little girl screaming and screaming, one can tell that he is messing around with him again.

"what?"

"Fish dishes?"

Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"What makes you think that my uncle can do research on cooking?"

"Oh, so, then I hang up."

In fact, Saori didn't have much hope. Didn't he ask because he ate a lot of good food and could remember the special dishes of various countries.Now it seems that she was wrong, Mr. Atobe doesn't need to memorize the name of the dish, he just needs to eat it.

"Wait a moment."

To prevent his sister from hanging up indifferently, Keigo Atobe proposed a plan.

"Can I make a tennis fish?"

"Whether it's a fish shaped like a little tennis ball or a tennis ball on top of soup, it sounds like fun."

"My uncle can invest in you, just let me taste the finished product as soon as possible. We can also open a tennis restaurant together, that is, make all the food in the restaurant look like tennis balls, and then..."

"Dududu-"

The phone was hung up mercilessly.

Saori reflected on her wrong choice for a few seconds, and then hesitated in the process of choosing the next foreign player.I always feel that there is no special and reliable candidate, or I should order troops and generals.

Then, she drew Gojo Satoru.

Saori: "..."

The sound of retreating rang in her heart.

She really didn't want to call Teacher Wutiao very much, she always felt that it was impossible for him to give reliable advice, but she was drawn... What if... she is also a food lover after all.

I found a hundred reasons for Gojo Satoru in my heart.

Saori finally dialed the phone.

"Huh? Fish dishes?"

Gojo Satoru excitedly began to make suggestions: "How about the fish-flavored Daifuku? It always feels very novel. There are also sweet fish cakes, or silk fish grilled with real fish!"

"I have long been curious about the taste of silk fish made from real fish. If red beans are added, the taste should be wonderful. You can also add a bowl of red bean rice cake soup. You can also add fish balls to the soup, which is sweet. That, I want to eat!"

"Mr. Asano, when did you start doing it? Are you in hell now? Is there a roadmap for coming to your place? I will immediately..."

"Dududu-"

The familiar beep sounded, this time it wasn't Saori who hung up the phone on her own initiative, but because Gojo Satoru mentioned a key word, so her call was cut off immediately.

This is not important, what is important is that the telephone line is connected to the network line.

The competition has just started, and it is said that those who make it to the finals will probably stay here for half a month, that is to say, if her journey goes smoothly, she will have to live without internet for half a month.

Saori: "..."

Or give up the game now, go back and beat up Mr. Wutiao.