Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

The Yueyue Festival of Yuanyue Academy is the finale event of Yuanyue Saryo Cooking Academy's entire autumn, and it can be called a huge food carnival.

With the support of Yuanyue Academy, a well-known signboard in the world's food industry, the five-day Moon Festival every year can attract tourists from all over the world, and more than 50 tourists can give Yuanyue The school brings a large amount of surplus, which can also be said to be one of the very important profit-making items of Yuanyue Academy.

Since it is a school festival, it is natural that the students who opened the store are the students of Totsuki Academy. They have brought out their good cooking to the fullest, turning the entire academy into a real gourmet country.

"However, this is not a child's play." Zong Jue explained to the men with swords and swords following him while taking the meal coupons, "If you open a store at the school festival and lose money, you will be expelled directly from school .”

The foundation of this academy lies in its extremely strict elimination rate. When entering the school, it is already one in a hundred freshmen, and it is the one in a hundred in a hundred who can really go to the end to get the graduation certificate. It is not an exaggeration to say that only geniuses can survive in the school.

However, this kind of elimination rate that makes ordinary people change their faces is nothing in the eyes of Yaken Toshiro and Utari Kanesada. As a sword, if they want to survive and develop their minds, their elimination rate is far more than this hundred. One in a thousand, and the end of being eliminated will not just be a simple withdrawal from school.

So they just listened to Zong Jue's introduction as if they were listening to a story, and then followed Zong Jue with the meal coupons that Zong Jue gave them.

"You can do whatever you want, don't worry about me," Zong Jue said.

Song Xian Kaneding said: "There are so many people here, how can I leave the main hall and wander around alone."

Yaoken Fujishiro said: "It's the first time for me and Gexiandian to come. Without a general, I don't know where to go. It's better to follow you for peace of mind."

Zong Jue is not such a stubborn person, besides, he just didn’t want the swords to accommodate his itinerary and taste so he wouldn’t let them follow. Since they insisted, he wouldn’t force them to leave, but just opened the door The distribution map of the stalls I received carefully planned the itinerary - the most popular corridor area next to the entrance, the central area where the teaching building is concentrated, which is convenient for the opening of stores with strong professionalism or special equipment, and the shops built near the mountains are like secluded places. It is sparsely populated, and it is impossible to attract customers without a certain popularity.

In his own words, he should just find a restaurant to sit down and fill his stomach, but if he brings them, he still needs to plan carefully.

only……

Looking at the names of unfamiliar students, except for the surname Nakiri, which is still familiar, he has no impression of any of them.

"You guys take a stroll here first, I'll make a call." Zong Jue took out his cell phone that he hadn't used for many years, and rummaged through the long contact list for a while before finding out what he was looking for. The people hit the past.

As for the standard of the students, of course, you still have to ask the internal personnel of the school.

When Zong Jue was on the phone, Yaken Toshiro and Kasen Kanesada consciously stood a little further away and looked at the food sold on the stall. The air was filled with the smell of all kinds of delicacies mixed together. The smell will not be unpleasant when mixed together. Instead, it mixes an extremely indescribable, inclusive and aggressive strange aroma. Just by smelling it, people feel that the mouth is full of fluid and the stomach is empty, which arouses the human instinct for delicious food. And satiated fantasies and longings.

Even Yaken Toshiro and Utasen Kanesada, who have always regarded eating as an essential procedure for maintaining vital signs and replenishing spiritual energy, suddenly want to try those stalls that are grilled or steamed What does the food taste like.

"Brother! Do you want to try our beef kebabs?!" The students at the booth next to Kasen Kanesada greeted loudly, "The beef kebabs from our skewer research association can't be eaten anywhere else!"

Kasen Kanesada looked at the sizzling beef on the stall, and said involuntarily, "Please give me a portion."

"Two Chenghui plum coupons!"

Meal coupons are divided into three grades: pine, bamboo and plum. The plum coupon is worth [-] yen, the bamboo is [-] yen, and the pine is [-] yen.

At this time Yaken Toshiro was also greeted by the booth on the other side. Before he could react, he had already spent several meal coupons, even chewing on the extra gift from the stall owner who had a maternal outburst. Takoyaki is a new item to eat.

Food can bring happiness to people, Xiao Diandao squinted his eyes to feel the burst of deliciousness in his mouth, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and for the first time he felt that eating was no longer a necessary procedure but a kind of enjoyment.

When Zong Jue came back after exchanging information, what he saw was a short knife with sauce on his lips and bulging cheeks, and Kasen Kanesada who was crowded in the crowd and waved his hands.

"Eating too much will make your stomach hurt." Zong Jue estimated the amount of food in the hands of his swordsmen, and felt that he could prepare to go home almost here.

"No." Yaken Toshiro quickly settled another small snack, and began to attack the curry rice on the other side, "Food can be completely transformed into spiritual power for us."

Indeed, food is also one of the sources of spiritual power for men with swords, but the conversion rate of food and spiritual power is pitifully low. Swordsmen will only choose it when the spiritual power is really insufficient. Replenish spiritual power by eating a lot of food. In other words, as long as the ingested food is converted into spiritual power in time, even Yaken Toshiro, who looks like a child, can easily eat seven or eight adult people. Food that people may not be able to finish.

"This is delicious, general, do you want to try it?" Yaken Toshiro inserted a takoyaki and wanted to bring it to Zong Jue's mouth, but unfortunately the height difference cannot be made up for by straightening his arms and standing on tiptoes.

Zong Jue bent down to take a bite with the knife, and praised: "It's delicious."

It's just that the taste of the sauce is a bit too strong, covering up the sweetness of itself.

After Zong Jue came back, Yaoken Fujishiro and Kasen Kanesada stopped wandering around the stalls, and sat in the rest area with unfinished spoils to settle the battle slowly, sharing two portions with Zong Jue from time to time. They thought it was delicious food.

After a few rounds, Zong Jue felt a little full, but the men with swords and swords, who were the main combat force, didn't have the curvature of their stomachs to support them at all, so they could continue to discuss where to eat next.

"Someone recommended a few to me just now." Zong Jue waved the map on his hand, "Come with me."

There are more than 100 stalls in the cloister area alone. According to the way of eating swords, you can’t finish eating until dark.

The booth that Zong Jue circled in the map book was not in the area they were currently in. They needed to take the school bus to get there. The school bus was full of people every 5 minutes, and they had to wait two times before getting on it.

To be precise, if it weren't for the fact that others saw Yaken Toshiro as a child and let them go first, they might have to wait two more shifts.

The little dagger contained the mints that the examiner bought from somewhere, and felt that the immature appearance of the dagger was sometimes quite useful.

In view of their obvious preference for Japanese food, Zong Jue took them to a Japanese restaurant in Gaotai District, opened by Yi Sehui, who was in the seventh seat of Yuanyue Shijie.

After setting up his own sword, Zong Jue said: "I'll go out for a while, you wait for me here."

Entrusted by someone, he had to go to another shop to have a look at the situation.

Most of the shops in the Gaotai District are scattered, so you can also take a short-distance shuttle bus between the shops. The store that Zong Jue is going to is almost across half of the Gaotai District, which is of course more convenient and quicker than walking there.

Sitting next to Zong Jue on the shuttle bus was an unremarkable young man, with thick bangs covering half of his face, wearing an inconspicuous tracksuit, the kind of ordinary man who couldn't be seen at a glance when he was thrown into a crowd of people. .

There was a faint fragrance lingering on his body, not that kind of sweet smell, but a bit bitter, but also unusually mellow, the fragrance of countless herbs soaked into the bones over the years.

"Did you eat?" Zong Jue asked, with a familiar tone, as if the other party was not a stranger who happened to be sitting next to him, but an old friend who had known him for a long time.

The young man glanced sideways at Zong Jue. He had a pair of beautiful eyes that did not match his appearance. The pupils were light blue as transparent as glass, reflecting the clearness of the clear sky after rain through the gaps between the thin bangs. His long eyelashes lightly Trembling, like a butterfly about to fly away when frightened.

He shook his head, showing a silent and negative aura.

"How about I invite you?" Zong Jue said, "I will repay your favor."

The young man paused, and said, "I don't remember you ever owed me a favor." His voice was cold and deep, very nice.

"Although you don't know it, I still owe it." Zong Jue said, "Just help me settle the cause and effect."

"If you have been owed to you, you may not be able to pay it back at any time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to fiddle with the young man's thick bangs. The young man turned his head and nodded after a few seconds of silence, "Anyway, the destination is the same."

"However, I'm really not used to your appearance." Zong Jue brushed his bangs away, and lightly tapped on the center of his brow, "Don't frown so tightly, I remember to set up a barrier so that no one will see it Arrived."

Starting from his fingertips, the young man's appearance seemed to be distorted by the turbulent water, his face became blurred and his figure was scattered and erratic. Only those light blue eyes were still clear and firm.

When the water calmed down again, the person in front of Zong Jue had changed his appearance. The blue-based kimono was matched with brightly colored decorations. Between the long curly hair are sharp ears that are different from ordinary people, and the blood vessels under the skin are so thin that you can almost see them under the sun.

He blinked, Zong Jue's sharp eyebrows were reflected in his light-colored eyes, and his thin and thin face was reflected in those lacquered eyes.

"Since you are here, there are also monsters here?" Zong Jue asked.

The young man put the medicine box on his lap, and said in a clear tone, "I'm just a drug seller, so I don't care about so many things."

The other thing is that I don't want to say more.

Zong Jue shook his head and sighed: "You only use this sentence to fool me."

He said this, but he also knew the temperament of his old friend, so he didn't force it, but he couldn't help pinching his pointed ears, and he got a vaguely warning look.