Chapter 44 The Challenge of the Tip of the Tongue
It feels good to praise Haikou in front of others, but it is a brainstorm in the crematorium behind others.
This is Kagawa's real experience after returning home.
"What should I do... what should I do..."
Asking the servant to move a chair to the kitchen, she sat in front of the refrigerator with her hands on her chin, frowning like a COS commander, staring at the ingredients and fruits in the refrigerator.
What are the most suitable test questions for modern people?
This is true for Kagawa, whose memory is mostly common sense in the 21st century.
After all, she still can't understand why modern people don't think about heating ingredients, don't think about processed food (of course, not the so-called processing that makes liquid food and solid food), and even resist using internal heating such as ovens. Kitchen utensils... These problems are too complicated for Kagawa, who is still worrying about the lack of ginger and soy sauce, so they are all left behind.
Naturally, she wouldn't do anything "revealing her secrets" if she didn't think about it, but it also made her worry about the questions for the group entrance exam at this moment.
First of all, the text questions should be ruled out. It is estimated that only a few talented senior high school students who study botany and biology can answer one or two questions, let alone the more difficult recipe questions. Not everyone’s terminal has Put a Geegle.
So the only solution is to come up with some practical things, which can not only reflect the characteristics of their own ancient food society, but also become exam questions.
But now stuck here.
"Ugh……"
Xiangchuan rubbed his head and tossed his hair into a mess. Xiangxue ran to the kitchen and was taken aback by her sister's hairstyle.
"Wow!... It scared me to death. It turned out to be my sister. Why did you make your hair like this... Could this be a popular hairstyle in ancient times?" Xiangxue walked around Xiangchuan a few times curiously and looked at this "new hairstyle".
"I just messed up my hair accidentally, don't learn everything... By the way, why did you come to the kitchen? Didn't the servant just bring the snacks?"
Kagawa asked.
"The servant was called by my parents to help, so I have to come and get it myself. Is there anything to drink?"
Xiangxue tilted her head to look at the things in the refrigerator.
"There is juice and milk, but some are iced... Let the chef heat up the milk and make it into milk."
So the two sisters casually chatted about the school's daily chores while waiting for the AI in the kitchen to make fruit milk. Hearing that the younger sister had a good life at school, and she was still like a little princess with stars in her previous life, Kagawa also slightly rest first, she was worried that Xiangxue would be targeted by her peers if she set up a live broadcast room to be too eye-catching, but now that she thinks about it, it is true now that there are so many surveillance devices in modern times, if the other party really did something to hurt Xiangxue, Dad When my mother checked, the other party had nowhere to hide.
[Beep—Miss Xiangxue, the fruit milk has been made]
The two turned their heads and saw that the kitchen AI's iron arm extended from the ceiling was holding a tray with a jug of fruit milk and several cups on it.
"I happen to be thirsty. Pour me a drink first."
Xiangxue said.
[Beep—obey]
Iron Arm nimbly picked up the milk jug and poured a cup of fruit milk that was [-]% full. Before a drop came out, Xiangchuan couldn't help admiring the sophistication of the modern machine. Dissatisfied with cooking techniques.
"Hmm...it smells so good...eh?"
Xiangxue picked up the cup and sniffed it enjoyably, then suddenly frowned, with a confused expression on her face.
"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?"
"Hmm..." Xiangxue put the fruit milk to her mouth in confusion and took a sip. Her brows furrowed even deeper. She handed the cup to Xiangchuan and said, "Sister, the taste of this fruit milk is wrong."
ah?something wrong?Could it be that the recipe has been changed?
Xiangchuan hurriedly picked up the cup and took a sip, was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "It's just replacing apples with peaches."
"Huh?" Xiangxue picked up the cup and tasted it again, nodded slowly and said, "It seems...it's a bit like a peach, and the taste is quite good."
"Have eaten so many cakes recently, can't you remember the taste of peaches?"
Kagawa laughed at her.
"I only eat peaches when I have snacks at night, and our family didn't eat fruit before. Fruits are just for decoration."
Seeing being laughed at by her sister, Xiangxue quickly defended herself.
Xiangchuan shook his head, smiled without saying a word, her younger sister was much more visible when she was a child, it was the anxious expression of sophistry.
Having said that, such a good quality fruit is actually used as decoration... I really don't understand the thinking of modern sighed in his heart.
……Um?fruit?Fruit milk?
Kagawa took out the list of ingredients warehouse, looked at the remaining amount of milk and various fruits, and gradually got an idea in his mind.
The third day of school is the last day when freshmen can choose clubs. If they don’t make a choice, they have to participate in public welfare activities. This is too boring for playful high school freshmen, so many people They had already figured out their ultimate goals in the morning, and in the afternoon, most people went straight to the club they had chosen.
The current focus of Class [-], Grade [-], is naturally the (theoretically) very relaxing ancient food club and the (seemingly) very fun performance club.
Qiu Manman got the information that Xiangchuan sorted out based on the training content of the 21st century stage play crew last night. After briefly writing the introduction of the club, he persuaded many curious babies of Tu Yile to leave, but there were really two or three people who joined after careful consideration. Joined the performance club, but Qiu Manman was very happy.
Kagawa, on the other hand, disappeared in the afternoon. During the morning break, everyone came over to inquire about the content of the entrance examination, and were curious about why there were no buns given out today. Their curiosity was aroused by her mysterious refusal to answer. So everyone in Class [-] who had not yet joined the group and the freshmen from other classes who came after hearing the news all went to the ancient food club activity room during club activity time.
The club activity building has now been decorated. The exterior walls are painted white according to Kagawa's requirements, and the roof and eaves are painted red. The machines stand out among the cold-colored dormitory buildings.
I saw two nearly two-meter-high light-screen promotional posters hanging in front of the club activity room, which read: Don’t miss it when you pass by, and you can get a piece of fruit cake if you take the entrance test!The mysterious assessment will test your taste buds, use your experienced tongue to accept the challenge of ancient cuisine! Students from other classes who have never tasted steamed buns looked at each other in blank dismay: Taste buds?Tongue?What is the exam? A classmate who has tasted steamed buns: This is delicious again!
Among the crowd, Ouyang Yating frowned, Liang Gong took a deep breath, the brown-haired boy glanced at the sign, showed a bored expression, and left the scene.
Oops, it’s finally time to officially collect friends... Can you guess who will join the team first?
(End of this chapter)