The night finally completely enveloped the Nakiri family's house and it was time for dinner.

Gin Dojima looked up at Nakiri Sensaemon not far away, and Sinzaemon nodded obscurely, so Gin Dojima gently clenched his high-quality maids in the small hall, immediately stopped playing and dancing dance, bowed and exited.

"Ms. Doris, please come with me." Gin Doshima stood up first and led everyone to the banquet living room.

Unlike the scenery of the teahouse and teahouse just now, after sitting down, Doris looked up at the door, and the back mountain with the distant moon was vaguely visible in the night, with a magnificent and profound beauty.

“Serve food—”

Alice Nakiri directed the maids, and at the same time, three middle-aged chefs followed her and entered the banquet living room.

Alice pointed to a middle-aged man in the middle, "Chef Akiyama, let's talk about it first. It mainly introduces which part of the dinner you are responsible for tonight and what dishes you have cooked."

"yes!"

Everyone's eyes gathered on the chef Akiyama, a serious man who was staring at Dojima Gin and Sensaemon still had a expressionless face and said, "I am responsible for Japanese cuisine."

Alice interrupted: "I divided the dinner into three parts: Japanese, Western, and a combination of them."

Dojima Gin, Erina nodded.

They knew Akiyama, who was the old face of the family. This clan also had a history of serving the Nakiri family. Just like the Xindu family, although they were not famous, their cooking skills were very sharp.

Chef Akiyama interrupted Alice and did not respond much. After Alice finished speaking, he continued to say: "Tonight I prepared three Japanese dishes, 'shrimp ice plate', 'wild game pot', 'fine cooking'."

At this time, the maid placed a large tray of small bowls and pots on the dining table in front of Doris one by one.

Tonight's dinner was a very obvious separate meal system. Everyone sat alone.

"Shrimp ice plate?"

Doris was interested in looking at the fresh shrimp placed side by side on an ice plate. There were 3 kinds of shrimps, and a small plate was placed in the center. There were half a lobster and two other kinds of shrimps, each of which was 2.

“Toyama white shrimp, Hokkaido striped shrimp.”

"And Isehai Old, lobster!"

Doris showed a "shocking" on her face. This is more of a polite reaction. Otherwise, if she doesn't show any expression, how can she continue to perform this scene?

Chef Akiyama nodded slightly and said, "Toyama white shrimp, a specialty of Toyama Prefecture, is itself a top-notch ingredient known as the "Toyama Bay Gem". Softness and freshness are the characteristics of this shrimp."

"Hokkaido striped shrimp is a landmark product of Nofu Bay. Although the autumn shrimp and spring shrimp of striped shrimp are the most famous, the striped shrimp in summer are still charming and have a softer taste than autumn shrimp. In my opinion, the soft and tender summer shrimp in this season is the best throughout the year. Ladies, you should try it, this is the very standard Japanese flavor."

Doris listened, while peeling the shrimps and eating.

Chef Akiyama briefly explained the third type of "Ise Hai Lao" lobster, silently retreated, and changed to another chef to speak.

Also a middle-aged man, this Kimura chef who is in charge of the Western cuisine has a shiny hair and delicate beard. Just the kind smile on his face makes people feel that he is very gentlemanly.

It is Western food on the surface, but it is actually an improved dish.

For example, if a 'ice cream' is filled with an ancient bowl, on the table, the steam is filled with misty and dreamy pure white, but if you scoop down the spoon and eat it, you will find that it is actually just tofu.

That's right, a bowl of tofu.

Kimura himself was quite confident and satisfied with his works. He watched Doris put a spoon and tasted it, and said with a smile: "People all know that only in Kyoto can you eat authentic Kaiseki cuisine, but they don't know that tofu cuisine is also a food card of Kyoto. The tofu ice cream I made is a traditional tofu cuisine with the 'delicious' and 'nutrition' of traditional tofu cuisine, and absorbs the art of Western food in handling exquisite appearance, so what diners enjoy has gone beyond the scope of the tip of the tongue."

"good."

Doris frowned lightly, then recovered, and she smiled and commented.

When it comes to the "combination" part, Japanese and Western food are combined, Doris lets the chef introduce it, but he doesn't move the chopsticks and spoons anyway.

Alice Nakiri applauded, and the third chef had no choice but to retreat to the team and stood side by side with Akiyama and Kimura. His colleagues gave him a caring look, but he could not speak up to encourage him.

"Are you not satisfied?" Alice's mouth curled up.

Ha. Fortunately, I had a smart solution to deal with it. Alice praised herself, and she had long expected that this dinner was not simple.

“Very satisfied.”

Doris answered like this, and Alice stared at her, "What, this line is wrong!" Shouldn't you seize the opportunity, ask for trouble, and fight hard!"

The daughter of a certain king, for Alice, is probably not able to wash away the scheming label.

"I like the two dishes of 'game pot' and 'fine cooking' the most."

Doris said softly: "'Wild Game Pot' is pure Hefeng Wild Game. The ingredients are made from the perspective of modern nutrition. They are both high in nutrition and low in calories, making people feel at ease when eating."

“And ‘fine cooking’…”

Gin Dojima made a hearty laugh across from the other side, "Actually, this thing is Kyoto's vegetarian."

"Vegetarian?" Doris suddenly realized, "No wonder it is a combination of vegetables, seaweed and soy products, but it tastes strong in spiritual meditation."

Chef Akiyama said, "That's right. There are hundreds of temples in Kyoto, and believers call the day of fasting the day of qigong. These days, the vegetarian dishes are naturally called the qigong cuisine. There are rice, dishes, soup, and plainness, and they do not pursue the taste and taste too much..."

The words stopped at this moment. At this time, a maid came in lowered her body, whispered beside Alice. Alice's depressed face suddenly cleared up, full of surprise, "Has it been brought over?"

"Yes."

"Then let's serve the food!"

The maid left.

Now, everyone including the three chefs in the house, Dojima Gin, Doris, Erina, and Sensaemon, were curious about Alice's preparation for the backup plan.

The maid returned and when she came back, she held a wooden tray with both hands, and there was a large teapot on the plate.

When Alice Nakiri saw the spout of the teapot, she was vaguely angry. A trace of fresh fragrance seemed to penetrate her heart from a distance, itchy. The girl couldn't help but think: It was indeed the pine leaf crab... the extreme dragon roar!

A smirk of bad taste gradually spread out.

She waved her hand and asked the maid to "pour tea" for everyone at the banquet, one by one, one transparent high-footed wine glass, chopped mushrooms, and boiling white clear soup. Alice's special attention to the silver Dojima and Sensaemon Nakiri were already in the position, petrified and stupid.

"Try it."
Chapter completed!