Dojima Silver pats the box in his arms:

"The general manager said that you will use these two ingredients."

More than one footstep.

Nakiri, Erina Nakiri turned around in surprise, and found behind Gindoshima's burly back, a few shaking hands poked out to say hello. Ishisu, Izumi, I am here.

Shinto Hisako was also waving weakly.

"cough"

Several people made way, Nakiri Sesaemon hugged his arms with his hands, entered the door coolly, and his eyes turned directly to Xia Yan:

"It's still early, and sitting in the material booth is also chatting. Why not go to the kitchen to see your performance up close. I think you should be used to every move you make when cooking and being watched."

Xia Yan sighed and nodded.

There is no need to explain the general manager, we all understand the truth.

"Where are your recipes? Do you have any ideas?" the old man continued, "I will send you the ingredients and kitchen utensils you need as quickly as possible."

Now everyone looked at each other, including Erina Nakiri, who was holding a strange kitchen outfit in her hand.

"I was clueless..."

Xia Yan's mouth slightly raised and pointed to the long stainless steel table. The 'one juice and three dishes' prepared by Erina Nakiri.

"Now, let me give you a final meal for this family dinner."

ending?

Everyone looked at each other.

"It's refreshment!" Nakirina reacted quickly and bit her lip.

"Do you end with "sweet taste"?"

Nakiri Sensaemon showed a clear look on his face. The formal wagyu banquet was the ending content. Simply put, it was nothing more than drinking strong tea after the meal and accompanied by "Waterko".

Anyway, eat some exquisite Japanese desserts.

"You can do 'Hanzi'?" Yise Hui, I looked strange in my eyes after a long time.

"Won't."

Xia Yan shook his head very simply.

“But I will make my own ‘dssert’!”

I myself...

Suddenly, Gin Dojima applauded and said, "Haha, it's very good that it's this momentum. It's your personal characteristics and your unique characteristics. I'm looking forward to it!"

He sat at the simple dining table in the kitchen, put the box, took out his cell phone and prepared to make a phone call: "Tell me, what ingredients do you need?"

"flour."

Xia Yan swept the number of people present, "As the finishing refreshment after the meal, each person tastes two or three pieces to enjoy the taste, and there is no need to be too much flour."

Gin Dojima smiled and said, "Understand!"

"One pound of beef."

"If possible, give me about 200 grams of pumpkin powder."

Pumpkin powder?

Seeing that Nakiri was not breathless, Erina Nakiri said the ingredients she needed fluently, and stood in the place where she cooked before, pinched her chin and pondered. She was still a little annoyed, "There is flour, why do you still need 'pumpkin powder'? These are two completely different snack ingredients!"

Thinking of Xia Yan taking the initiative to say that he would end the family banquet and be responsible for the after-dinner refreshments, he obviously stood up to smooth things over, so that the banquet would not end hastily.

The anger in my heart was almost dissipated.

"Hey" she woke Xia Yan up, "Don't you need some kitchen utensils? Nakiri's kitchen only has Western and He style snacks, and no Chinese snacks are made. They need to be sent from the warehouse or Yuanyue Logistics Department."

"that."

Xia Yan casually said: "Is there a pancake? It's a pan for pancakes. Just use the more modern ones that are powered on."

Pan for pan?

Nakirina said the keyword "flap" quietly in her mouth, pointing the key point, feeling that she had grasped Xia Yan's idea. The recipe he was about to show suddenly appeared in the corner of her lips.

"Wait." He turned around and said to Gin Doshima who was about to talk.

"Uh, forget it."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Yan finished speaking, he waved his hand. Nakirina's body stiffened and she was not very beautiful again. She watched him walk angrily, and went to a wall in the kitchen, and reached out to take off a black and golden "cast iron pan" from the shelf filled with kitchen utensils.

"This pot is enough." As he said, he weighed the pot in his hand a few times, Xia Yan nodded frequently, and it was obvious that he was quite satisfied.

Gin Dojima, who had just put down his cell phone and finished the call, witnessed this scene.

He couldn't help but exchanged glances with his arms with his hands and a look of no sign of Kui'i.

interesting!

Gin Dojima sat upright, without a lock screen phone, opened the line chat interface and sent a message to friends whose notes were "Tiichiro":

【Yeah (scissors hand) ~】

【I am very lucky today, I will soon see what I described as the "legendary fire"~】

On the interface, there are two good friends, Gin Dojima and Ichiro Yukihiro, who show the chat records of the late night. The content closely revolves around Xia Yan's "Teppanyaki Tamako Tofu". If you look up, you can see the delicious food pictures posted by Ichiro Yukihiro at the beginning. It is this high-definition picture that caused discussion among friends.

"whispering sound."

Ise Hui heard Saki sitting beside me and complained to herself: "Are you going to show that kind of thing again? Yes, the heat is simply a soul-injected link for Chinese cuisine. In front of the general commander and the general commander of Dojima, you cannot give up your sharpest weapon..."

No matter how much he complained, the Yuanyue genius who secretly vowed to surpass Xia Yan, immediately threw away his lazy expression, sat upright, and had a sharp look.

Yisehui poked him with her elbow, "Hey, Jiuwojun, do you know something?"

I took Ji Min to look at him for a long time: "Look at it yourself, you will know after a while..."

In less than ten minutes, all the ingredients were prepared.

About half a bag of flour was poured into a stainless steel conditioning basin. Xia Yan grabbed a handful of flour and pretended to observe the quality of the flour. In fact, he was a little confused.

Holding grass.

His skills are really not good at ordering.

Although kneading and kneading dough, the qualified score does not require a superb or deep white background, and the system task does not set a requirement for the star rating of the recipe, as long as 70% of the cooking is completed, it will meet the standards.

But since she decided on the recipe, Xia Yan didn't want to do it perfunctorily.

If possible, why not just add a powerful recipe to yourself, and then use this recipe as the content to constantly hone your cooking skills, kill two birds with one stone!

"The system did not say that the kitchen helper cannot be enabled"

Waiting quietly for a second or two, but not hearing the system prompts, Xia Yan sighed lightly, looked at the halberd characters present, and quickly thought about the lines of righteous words: "It's getting late, I don't want everyone to wait for me on hunger for too long, so I need a chef."

"Help me complete the process of kneading and kneading, save time and speed up the pace."

The Nakiri's kitchen was quiet for a few seconds.

"I" is all-sex and merciful.

"I can."

Dojima silver hands put on their suits and bow tie, and wanted to untire their tie and take off their coat.

"Let me do it!"

A crisper, more powerful, unscrupulous voice changed everyone's eyes slightly.

Erina Nakiri, who was watched, had a serious face and said seriously: "I was the chef of this family dinner. The refreshment link that ended was delivered to Xia Xia and Xia Yanjun. It was my dereliction of duty as the chef. I have the obligation to contribute my own efforts to make the family dinner successful."

Xia Yan: “…”

Seeing the girl's "God's tongue" still changing her face, her lines were calm, but the blush in her ears did not dissipate, but instead looked like a ripe apple. Xia Yan felt secretly interesting and a little funny.

Don't guess the girl's thoughts.
Chapter completed!