That night, Xia Yu returned to the shopping street and summoned Maki Morita and Hisako Nito overnight.

"Here, take it"

Xia Yu pointed to two neatly written notes on the desktop.

Of course, he treats all the outstanding annual student who is about to participate in the autumn selection equally. It is fun for everyone to cheat. Only a few two or three people compete to make up for the storm.

"What's this? Recipe?"

Shinto Hisako glanced at him and then was shocked, "It's the recipe for curry, this..."

She carefully observed Xia Yu's expression.

"Lecturer, this seems a bit unruly," said Fei Shazi.

"rule?"

Xia Yu tilted his head, and a fox smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I gave you a curry recipe that closely matched with a fantasy spice, which is not a violation, right? Because, I'm just teaching you how to use fantasy ingredients."

"This is something that Yuanyue cannot learn in class!" He blinked.

"But"

Shinto Hisako glanced at Maki Morita who was already looking at the recipe with joy, and hesitated slightly: "I plan to show my own characteristics in the first round of autumn selection, so this curry recipe will not help me at all, but will disrupt my thinking!"

"What's your specialty?"

"Medicinal food?" Xia Yu pressed his chin, "So, have you decided on your own recipe?"

Xindo Feishazi lowered her head and said:

"Yes, the initial idea is to create the Siwu Soup around Angelica, Peony, Rehmannia and Chuanxiong. Instructor Xia, you are also proficient in medicinal food, so you should know that many of the ingredients used in medicinal food, such as turmeric, star anise, and fennel seeds are actually spices, so medicinal food dishes are also in line with the topic of curry dishes!"

She was a little embarrassed and said this in front of a real medicinal meal. Her inner shame made her cheeks turn red.

"Then stick to your idea, your recipe!" Xia Yu clapped, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I remember there was a fantasy turmeric that had been promoted, which should be used in your medicinal recipe."

Upon hearing this, Xindo Feishazi was surprised.

"But I won't give you a recipe directly."

Xia Yu shrugged, "When turmeric comes tomorrow, I will also create a recipe framework for you."

He just provides a way to solve the problem, rather than giving the answer directly.

...

The news always spreads very quickly.

A few days later.

The farm work on the plantation has been completed, and Xia Yu is in the living room of our store, lying on the large number of books left by the old man.

At the branch, Aya Tamakawa, who has been successfully promoted to chef, is receiving several unexpected visitors.

In broad daylight, the branch has not opened normally, so this group of customers is naturally not counted as distinguished guests during the reservation.

Nobu Tatsukawa, Aoki Sonta and a young man who was protruding his head, sat in the private room No. 1.

Tamakawa Ayaxiang served hot tea, then lowered her eyebrows and sat next to the tea table.

This scene made the Yukawa family's supervisor stop talking.

"I said junior sister, I'm doing pretty well!"

Aoki looked up and down at the rosy and full of energy Tamakawa Ayaka, but she was surprised, "That kid really didn't..."

He was embarrassed when he talked about this.

"No." Tamakawa Ayaka's voice was faint, and she couldn't hear the joy and anger.

"Senior Sister!"

The young man is Shinben Xiashu, who was once in the same training class as Xia Yu. This guy is also a disciple of Shilin Temple. Until now, he still refuses to believe that the unrivaled devil king in his mind was defeated by a young special chef.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Shinmoto Natsuki looked at the goddess who was kneeling, as if she had been tamed and successfully trained. She felt that the fairy tale kingdom in her heart had collapsed, her teeth were clattering, and angry flames were sprayed in her eyes.

"Senior sister, I will definitely redeem you, don't worry!"

"Snatch you back!"

As he said that, Xia Shun Ben stood up, and was about to rush out to find the culprit to kill people.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, Aya Tamakawa raised her eyebrows slightly and stretched out half of her foot. The angry Shinmoto Natsuki didn't look at the road, so she became a tragedy. She thumped and slapped her face on the tatami. When she rolled over the front, her face was full of folds in the tatami.

"Hey, aren't you dead?"

Shinben Natsuki opened her eyes in a daze.

Aoki Sonta squatted beside him and said to him, slapped him in the head, laughing and crying.

"Can you beg for Shilin Temple? If you have gone through this, you can't get any equal conditions. You still want others to eat with you?" He lowered his face and scolded, "At least I will pass the autumn special assessment first!"

The shirt is dumb.

Ding! Ding!

The welcome bell at the door of the branch shaking.

At the front desk, Yisehui went over to open the door and welcomed several distinguished guests.

"Minister Kamihara!"

"Ms. Indira!"

Yisehui bowed immediately.

The branch was already quiet, and the sound from the private room No. 1 was heard by Indira and Kamihara Masato.

"Aoki!"

In front of the private room, Masato Kamihara said with a funny look: "You asked me for leave today to have a full meal at the Xia restaurant?"

When the door opened, Aoki Sonta saw that he was the immediate boss and said stunned: "Minister, you are here in your busy schedule?"

"Uh, Ms. Indira?" He swept to the Indian woman beside him and greeted him quickly.

I felt even more strange in my heart.

Since the last summer special assessment, Indira has returned to the ILO headquarters for a while. What is the purpose of coming to Japan this time? She actually has the time to come to Xia’s restaurant...

For a moment, my heart was full of surprise.

In the end, several people lived in the same private room.

Yisehui went to invite the store manager.

then.

Xia Yu appeared in the private room.

He saw Indira, the chef Lin, who was known as the Indian contemporary spice empress, and was also staring at him.

Now, I felt sure in my heart that Xia Yu probably knew why she came.

Asking for guilt?

She shook her head. She was too happy to use the fantasy moon orange leaves for practice.

After all, as a producer of ingredients, Indira certainly hopes that her Indira Moon Orange will be known to chefs worldwide.

This is the name.

I noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, even though I looked at Xia Yu's Shinben, I kept silent obediently. Here he had the lowest seniority, and whoever was not at the level of a master's level in terms of cooking skills.

"I heard Professor Xijianrun say, have you used my fantasy spices for practice?" Indira asked straight to the point.

Xia Yu nodded, turned his head and waved to the intern outside the door, found paper and pen, and wrote a curry recipe for her on the spot.

Not a precious thing.

“Interesting idea!”

"The momentum of the mountain!"

Indira read it repeatedly and praised: "The dishes I want to practice must taste very solid!"

She just saw the recipe and guessed the taste of the curry.

“I have a recipe here too…”

Just as everyone was surprised and puzzled, Chef Lin also took paper and pen, wrote down a recipe, and handed it to Xia Yu, who was frowning, "Please help me see where you need to modify it."

"By the way, I'll try to modify your recipes, too."

The contemporary Indian spice empress has a playful look at Xia Yu.

Is this a literary fight?

Xia Yu was stunned, and a prompt popped up in the system.
Chapter completed!