Hikigaya Hachiman Will Also Become a Current Charge

Hachiman's mother-in-law has the same [God's Tongue] as Erina.

[God's Tongue] is an enviable talent, but it is also a curse.

It is because of [God's Tongue] that Nagiri Nakiri suffers from anorexia, and is tired of eating mediocre dishes, so she can only rely on nutrients to maintain her life.

In the later stage of the original work, she appeared as a final boss.

In the castle tower, let Erina and Xinghei Chuangzhen cook a dish that has never appeared on earth.

In fact, the entire plot of the Halberd Eater is just a layout, a residence set up by Senzaemon to save his daughter and granddaughter.

Gathering talents from all over the world gathered in Yuanyue Academy, let them "fight" each other, in order to cultivate the strongest cooks in this way of "raising Gu" to save their daughter and granddaughter.

In fact, it is the same with thistle, but he tries to save his wife and daughter in another way.

"Mother...."

Sure enough, when she heard her mother's name, Erina's expression also became excited.

"Grandpa, you mean, this dish can save mom."

"If what Hachiman-san said is true, then it will definitely be possible." Senzaemon was a little agitated at this time.

But at this time, Nakiri Zongwei looked surprisingly calm, holding down his father's excited and trembling shoulders, and said in a deep voice.

"Father, wait a minute. Is it a perfect dish? Let us taste it first. You know, we don't have so many opportunities to try it at Managi."

Hearing this, Senzaemon also calmed down and nodded.

"Then let's try this 'perfect dish'!"

As he spoke, he picked up a red bun and put it in his mouth.

Chapter 382: Soul Relief and Snacks

Taking a bite of the red bun with the word "红" in his hand, Senzaemon froze for a moment, ate up the not-so-big bun in two mouthfuls, and impatiently picked up the bun with the word "White" printed on it. The white buns, then the green buns with the word [cyan] printed on them, and the black buns with the characters [xuan] printed on them...

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised.

With Senzaemon's current status and experience, generally speaking, he would never use this kind of food to eat. What happened today?

Is this bun dish really a perfect dish?

After "gobbling" the four-color steamed stuffed bun, Senzaemon's slightly excited expression calmed down strangely.

Close your eyes slowly, as if savoring something.

After an unknown amount of time, maybe a minute, maybe five minutes, Senzaemon opened his eyes again, looked at Hachiman in front of him and opened his mouth.

"Brother Hachiman, what is the name of this dish?"

"The name of this dish is [Sishen Seafood Eight Treasures Zhenhun Mantou]." Hachiman smiled and said the name of the dish.

"Soul-suppressing...the dish really lives up to its name." Senzaemon muttered to himself.

But when she heard the name of the dish, Alice asked, "Eh? Mantou, but isn't this a steamed stuffed bun?"

"Hehe, mantou is an ancient meaning. It originally referred to steamed stuffed buns. Later, it evolved into a version without fillings. In order to facilitate the distinction, the ones without fillings are called steamed buns, and the ones with fillings are called steamed buns." Hachiman explained with a smile. .

"In fact, there is also a short story about the origin of steamed buns. It is said that after Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times, he returned to the court victoriously. When he passed a big river, the river was suddenly overcast with strong winds and huge waves. The army could not cross the river."

"Zhuge Liang asked Meng Huo for advice. Meng Huo said that this river is a famous fierce river. There are evil spirits in the river. If you want to cross the river, you must sacrifice seven to forty-nine human heads."

"Zhuge Liang couldn't bear to let the soldiers die in a foreign country, so he came up with an idea. He asked the chef to make the first dip with beef and mutton, breaded with flour, made into a human head, put it in a cage and steamed it, worshiped it and threw it away one by one. into the river, and use this food instead of a human sacrifice."

"Sure enough, after the sacrifice, the river was calm and the army crossed the river smoothly. Zhuge Liang called this food 'Mutou', and later it gradually evolved into the current word for steamed buns."

After listening to Hachiman's words, little stars seemed to appear in Alice's eyes.

"Hachiman-kun is so powerful, he even knows this kind of legend."

However, after listening to the story, Senzaemon thought of something, and hesitantly said, "Brother Hachiman, this dish..."

As if knowing what he was going to ask, Hachiman nodded.

"That's right, it is said that the person who invented this [Sishen Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Steamed Bun] is the descendant of Zhuge Liang's army chef."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, they didn't expect this dish to have such a history.

Thinking of this, they also picked up a bun and put it in their mouths.

"Well, mine is stuffed with sea cucumber."

"Hmmm... it's tender and juicy, this is stuffed with abalone."

"Shark's fin soaked in soup, it seems to be dancing in the mouth."

"Sea cucumbers, abalones, shark fins, scallops, crabs, shrimps, squids, and flounder are all top-quality dried seafood, from soaking to stewing in a casserole and finally making juicy fillings, there is no trace in the whole process. It was a big mistake."

"Not only the fillings, but even the dough is perfect. It's as soft as a sponge. It's a pleasure! And there's a fresh scent of bamboo on the dough. Is it because of the bamboo boat?"

"......"

Although the food was said to be very delicious, the faces of everyone were quite peaceful, giving people a sense of ease and tranquility.

"Soul-suppressing...it's really powerful. After eating, even the excitement of seeing the glowing dishes just now was calmed down." Dojima Gin said with emotion.

Seiichiro also nodded, and at the same time he was still a little puzzled, "Yes, but it's a bit strange. After eating so much, he didn't feel full at all, but felt very comfortable. How did he do it?"

"Actually, the secret lies in the skin." Hachiman smiled slightly and explained, "The green in the east represents sourness, the white in the west represents sweetness, the red in the south represents spiciness, and the black in the north represents bitterness."

"According to the theory of the five elements of yin and yang in traditional Chinese medicine, kneading the four flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy into the dough, combined with the umami flavor of seafood fillings, the bamboo fragrance of bamboo boats, etc., can play a role in regulating the yin and yang of the human body."

Hearing Hachiman's words, all the girls just felt dizzy. According to his simple understanding, this dish also has the effect of medicinal food.

But Senzaemon is different. As Totsuki, the head of the chaebol who started his career as a cook, he is quite proficient in various medicinal diet theories, so he can naturally understand what Hachiman said.

"So, did you borrow the theory of yin and yang reconciliation from Chinese medicine? Four gods...eight treasures...suppressing the soul...it really is a perfect dish."

But hearing Senzaemon's words, Hachiman shook his head, "Master Senzaemon, in fact, this dish is not perfect yet."

"Eh? But didn't you say that the cooking will emit golden light, that means the cooking has reached its peak?" Erina was a little puzzled.

Hachiman nodded first, and then shook his head, "This dish is indeed the best I can do now, but this recipe is not there yet."

"The most important ingredient of this [Sishen Seafood Eight Treasures Zhenhun Steamed Bun] is the old noodles. Although the five or six hundred year old noodles I used today are extremely rare, it is far from enough."

"It is rumored that the family that created this dish has a thousand-year-old noodle that has been handed down since the Shu Han period. If it can be used to make this dish, this dish will be considered the ultimate."

"But it's a pity that the heirs of the last generation of that family have disappeared a hundred years ago, and that piece of [Shu Han Old Noodles] may have disappeared long ago."

Anyway, everyone hadn't read "China Ichiba", so Hachiman simply took out the content in it and fiddled with it to his heart's content.

Hearing his words, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

The old noodles that have been handed down from the Shu Han to the present have a history of more than [-] years?

More than [-] years, just thinking about it can feel a sense of history.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's continue." After sorting out his mood, Hachiman smiled and said, "Just now everyone tasted the dishes full of history, and you must be feeling very heavy now, then I will let you Everyone is happy again."

As he said that, he returned to the cooking table again, and put some things into the frying pan for frying.

There was only a sound of "crackling" frying, and soon Hachiman put a plate of golden balls on the table.

"Welcome to taste, [Golden Smiles]."

Looking at the dishes on the plate, Senzaemon hesitated.

"Brother Hachiman, this is... fried buns?"

"That's right, it's fried buns, and I believe it will give everyone a different experience." Hachiman smiled slightly, as if full of confidence.

Hearing his words, Senzaemon raised his eyebrows, and looked at the golden buns on the plate with "mouths" grinning.

As soon as he picked up one, he heard a crisp "laughter".

cluck cluck... cluck cluck...

"What's going on? Where's the laughter?"

The sudden laughter startled everyone. Following the sound, Senzaemon turned his gaze to the bun in his hand and spoke uncertainly.

"Yes... is Baozi laughing?"

As if to verify his conjecture, Senzaemon squeezed slightly again, and heard giggling again from Baozi's grinning "mouth".

Seeing this scene, everyone became interested and picked up a bun and squeezed it in their hands.

"Giggle" laughter echoed in the cooking room one after another.

"Hahaha, interesting cuisine, but the most important thing is the taste, let's try it."

Senzaemon laughed a few times, then put the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, and bit it down, and everyone followed suit.

The laughter got louder as the teeth came down harder, and it looked like they were laughing while eating, which was quite amusing.

Hearing this devilish laughter, everyone's emotions that had just been appeased by the soul-suppressing buns were mobilized again.

An emotion called "happiness" emerged in their hearts.

Dim sum, dim sum, means to light up the atrium.

Cooking, of course, is to have fun eating.

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Chapter 383: How can the future mother-in-law not be saved?

"Huh...huh...so hot..."

"Hmm...it's obviously deep-fried, and there's an opening, why is there so much soup in it?"

"But it's so interesting. One bite and there will be a burst of laughter. Even the heavy heart just now doesn't feel better."

"........."

Biting the buns in their hands, everyone had smiles on their faces.