Two days before the countdown to the "Academic Festival", when the publicity offensive covered the entire line and offline, forming a full coverage, the kitchen of the dormitory of Polexingliao was filled with sorrow.

"No, don't want it!"

Tian Suohui poured cold water into his mouth, and the hot and burning sensation in his mouth was slightly relieved.

She looked at the plates of Mapo tofu on the dining table in front of her.

"It's still not possible!"

Yukihei Masa held his chin with his hands and his eyebrows were entangled. He also ate a spoonful of Mapo tofu, and whispered vaguely while chewing: "It's very spicy, but this "spicy" is much different from what I've tried in the Chinese Cooking Research Association!"

Bang!

"hateful!"

With his hands on the table, Yukihei Shin-maru practiced for several days, failed, practiced, and such a cycle, even a big heart would inevitably have the tendency to explode in mentality. "Why, it is clearly called "spicy", but the taste is one in the sky and one underground, missing the depth of capturing people's hearts!"

"Because..." Tian Sohui said carefully, "I have mastered the ultimate key for a long time!"

"Quick Heikun!"

She mustered up the courage: "Let's change our thinking. In the "spicy" duel, there is no hope of winning at all! You can't be too stupid!"

"no!"

Yukihei Shin-shi swept away the decline, and the flames with fighting spirit burned, "It's not time to give up easily!"

After saying that, he turned around to prepare the ingredients.

Cut green peppers, cut the meat slices, and after a while, serve the meat back in the pot, and the green pepper shredded pork.

"It's really not possible!"

After taking a few bites, Tian Suohui was tearful and pointed at her swollen lips and was about to cry: "Another, if you eat again, I can't recover the day after tomorrow. How can I go to the school festival to entertain guests!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yukihiro Mama opened her mouth, lowered her head and sighed, and unbuttoned her apron.

The dormitory of the Pole Star Door is much quieter than usual.

Yisehui led the rest of her friends to set up the pavilion, busy from morning to night every day.

In the kitchen, even the air was filled with annoying spicy flavor. Yukihei came out and breathed fresh air. He rarely stretched: "Xiaohui said it may be correct, it's time to change her mind!"

Standing at the door of the lobby, sweep into the courtyard of Jixingliao.

There was a girl sitting there quietly in the tables and chairs under the shade of the trees outside, with a small tray in front of her, a few plates of homemade exquisite snacks and a cup of afternoon tea.

The girl was looking at something with her mobile phone, and she was relished, and her eyes were dissipated from time to time, as if she was immersed in her own world thinking.

Seeing this, Yukihei Tsuma said hello:

"Morita, don't you go to the shop construction site in Chuo District to help?"

After being disturbed, the girl was not annoyed and looked up and said with a smile: "Senior Yise asked me to have a good rest. He said, I may be too busy to stop in two days, so that I can't stop. "

Yukihei Tsuma was stunned and then smiled bitterly.

"yes!"

He added in a complicated way: "No wonder senior Yise is relied on. With Morita's reputation as the winner in the autumn selection, many customers outside the school would visit the Lixingliao shop for her reputation."

After all, it’s not a dragon who blames the world and the pig’s feet. Yukihiro Chuang’s emotional regulation ability is perverted, so he immediately changed into a sunny smile:

"What are you looking at?"

He approached the table and immediately screamed, "Comic?"

Even if I don’t have any entertainment, don’t listen to music, don’t play games, don’t watch animations, and I’m completely focused on super-filled pig’s feet that hone my cooking skills, and I’m also attracted by the enlarged color page comics on the mobile phone screen.

It happened that Morita Maki's fair fingers turned to the last page, and the prompt popped up on the screen:

"there is none left."

"Ah, I've finished watching it again, urging you to update it!" Morita Maki murmured.

"show me!"

Yukihei Tsuma suddenly became interested.

Because, this is a color page food comic, the plot is at the exciting point, and the boy brings out exclusive dishes to the picky customers, which is a spicy dish decorated with bright red like flames!

Chinese cuisine!

Maki Morita didn't give him the phone, but just gave him an online reading address, "You can read it yourself."

After saying that, he sipped tea with dessert, and his eyes narrowed slightly comfortably.

She was observing Yukihei Toma.

After a while.

"How?" Maki asked in a low voice.

Yukihei Chuang was still dumbfounded, staring at the full-color comic published by an unknown author on his personal Twitter, and muttering to himself: "...Shu people are not afraid of spicy food, Hunan people are not afraid of spicy food, Guizhou people are not afraid of spicy food. It turns out that people in these areas of China pursue the ultimate spicy food so much, not just Shu people have the habit of eating spicy food!"

He looked down.

The hunchbacked old guest took the chopsticks and tasted a kind of red oil dumpling, and then he looked like he was enjoying himself as he ascended to heaven.

At this point, it is the inner monologue of the chef and operator:

"It's true that I'm addicted!"

The protagonist with a realistic and fresh style, with a clear and beautiful eyebrows and eyes clenched his fists and said: "The physiological definition of taste is sweet, bitter, sour, salty and delicious. Therefore, "spicy" is not a physiological taste, taste, strictly speaking - pain!"

"The spicy taste is different from the organs that can feel the taste. This kind of thing that is separated from the physiological system is actually captured by the vanilla-based receptors..."

"More precisely, peppers contain something called capsaicin. It bypasses the tongue and combines with the vanilla genin of neurons in the human body, thus creating a burning feeling, thus forming a spicy taste!"

“As for the reasons for addiction…”

Yukihei Tsuma looked down with wide eyes and couldn't help but read it: "The strong spicy taste will stimulate the brain and release the secretion of adrenaline endorphins. This is what is called addiction to spicy food!"

"So that's how it is!"

The nameless author conveyed very professional cooking knowledge through the protagonist's voice. Qiuhei Chuangzhen watched it back and forth more than ten times, and every time she read it, she realized it, "I didn't expect that spicy food is such a tangled dish!"

Qiuhei, who lacks basic theoretical knowledge, seemed to have taken a course on spicy food, and his heart was filled with heavy joy of harvest.

Very professional!

This is Yukihei's strong impression of the comic content.

Suddenly, Yukihei felt like he couldn't put down anything other than cooking for the first time.

"And these red oil dumplings, Chinese cuisine..."

Looking down, looking up again after a while, Yukihei Masashi's eyes were filled with a strong desire to try, "It's so detailed! You can try to restore it! My Academy Festival menu may not be able to add this recipe!"

He turned around and strode into the room.

Morita Maki watched him disappear, looked up slightly, revealing a fox-like smile.

"Sure enough, another new reader has joined!"

The girl's eyes were filled with a smile from the bottom of her heart.

Maki seems to know the nameless little author who has followed dozens of people on Twitter.

"Urgent update! Urgent update!"

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The comic was just serialized a few days ago and updated every day. The theme is a fresh and fresh style with a fresh content. There is no fighting and killing, the character is simple, and the scene is simple. Only the protagonist inherits the daily stories of the shop interacting with various diners. In addition, it also gives people a very professional cooking knowledge baptism.

At least, Maki thinks it looks very good, and her heart is also inspired by a series of close-ups of cooking features, which stimulates a strong impulse to practice.

This is really a small work of practicing?
Chapter completed!