The Sims System of Comprehensive Comics

"Don't worry, Dojima-senpai! I guarantee that the quality of the spices is the same as the radish!"

"Yeah?"Dojima Gin will not let it go so easily,"I don't dare to vouch for it without trying it, and you are doing things for the other party, right? Is it really okay to do things like this?"

Gan Hinatako:"……"

Indeed, this alone cannot be justified... It is a bit unethical to collect things and not do anything.

Finally, Hinata took out a piece of ginger that was only the size of a fingernail with a pained look on her face.

"Dojima-senpai, you can try a little. I'm really not lying."

Dojima Gin:"……"

Nakiri Senzaemon:"……"

Nangong Yan:"……"

Dojima Gin almost laughed out of anger! He never thought that Gan Hinata would be able to dig to such a level, so why would he give him such a big piece of ginger to try? How could anyone do this?

"Why don't you feel so painful when I eat some carrots?"

Mian Hinatako murmured in a low voice:"I'm afraid you'll eat such a big radish? But there’s only so much spice... You’ll have two hundred pounds in the future, why do you still need to worry about something like me?"

Dojima Gin choked for a moment, and when Hinata said this, it was as if he had become a heinous person because he was thinking about that little bit of spice.

"Can't you finish what you promised to do well? I don’t ask for too much. At least you have to use those spices to make a dish, right?"

"Two lanes."Mr. Nakiri added two words on the side.

Gan Hinatako:"……"

"three……"As soon as Isshiki Hui uttered a word, Hyugako looked at him with extremely vicious eyes.

Yise Hui froze and immediately held back everything.

Seeing that Isshiki Hui"understood the big picture" like this, Hinatako nodded with satisfaction.

But she had to bring out all the food she had ordered, so who made the commander-in-chief speak?

"Well, Commander-in-Chief, I think one is fine, right?

The old man stared:"You want me and Yin to eat from the same bowl?"

Hinatako shook her head quickly:"How can that be impossible!" It's a stew, so most of the spices will be used, and you can make two portions at once!"

Isekui's eyes lit up. Since it is a stew, there should be some soup left after a while, right?

In order to understand the quality of spices, there is no shame in it!

Hinatako may not have thought that Isekui would now be eyeing her pot.……

"Sigh... I always feel that ordinary ingredients are not worthy of such quality spices." Hinatako sighed,"But there are only radishes and we don't need so many spices. It would be nice if we could have some meat."

Nakiri Senzaemon shook his head:"If ordinary meat is put together with this kind of radish and spices of the same quality, the meat will become the most obvious flaw in the dish."

"The problem is that the quality of meat is not easy to improve. Even the Mito family cannot produce beef that can match this kind of radish. I have to say that this is indeed a pity."

"oh? Do you want meat?"A voice came from outside,"It seems I brought the right one."

The one who came out must be none other than Nangong Yan.

If Dojima Gin was the only one here, Nangong Yan really wouldn't show up now.

But since Mr. Nakiri is here, with his ability, he knows that Nangong Yan, the real owner, has appeared. I will definitely try every means to reach a cooperative relationship with him in the future. After all, the quality of the ingredients in his hands is too high, and it is impossible for the old man to choose to ignore it. We have to meet and chat no matter what, so he might as well just come in advance When he came out, he also brought Hinata some meat that she could use.

So he held the suitcase in one hand and the cooler in the other, and walked in front of a few people while lining up the crowd of onlookers.

"Nangong!"Hyugako also showed a look of surprise when she saw Nangong Yan's appearance.

"Come on, take a look at the meat first, you'll definitely need it."Nangong Yan put the refrigerator in front of her.

"Is your meat also of this quality? Nangong

Yan was speechless:"What do you mean my meat?" It's beef meat!"

"As for whether the beef is of this quality, I can’t say, but the cattle grew up eating this quality of pasture."As he said that, Nangong Yan also pointed at the radish.

Nakiri Senzaemon, Dojima Gin and Isshiki Kei's faces all twitched.

God, what the hell is this quality of grass! These words are just like It's like saying that the cows usually eat better than what they eat!

Hinata opened the refrigerator excitedly, and she understood at a glance that the quality of the meat was indescribable to her, and she didn't even have a hint of fishy smell. Didn't smell it!

"Ahem!"Dojima Gin pretended to cough. Hinata was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that since Nangong Yan came out on her own, she had to introduce them to them.

After all, this is a formal procedure when meeting for the first time.

"Commander-in-Chief, Dojima-senpai, this is Mr. Nangong Yan whom we talked about before."

"My little friend, this is really something that an old guy my age can see."When he said this, the old man was indeed very emotional.

"The old man is polite, I just like to eat, and my family also likes it, so I put more thought into this aspect."

"like to eat?"Nakiri Senzaemon was stunned for a moment, then laughed,"Then it seems we should have a common language!"

"This is indeed the case as a 'food lover'."Nangong Yan nodded,"But I am not interested in the fierce competition between chefs."

"oh? Don’t you think that a chef’s skills will shine brighter only after being honed?"

"I admit this, but at the end of the day, I only make food for myself and the people I care about. Nangong

Yan smiled slightly:"Essentially, I am just a food lover with good hands-on skills, not a formal 'chef'. What does the problem between chefs have to do with me, a 'food lover'?""

Nakiri Senzaemon was silent for a moment, then sighed softly:"Yes, what does the problem between chefs have to do with food lovers?……"

In just a few words, Mr. Nakiri put aside his previous thoughts.

Nangong Yan's meaning was obvious. He came up with such high-quality ingredients because he and his family liked to eat them. The messy things the chef did had nothing to do with him, and there was no need for him to give up the ingredients.

If he sells the ingredients to them, what will he eat himself?

It was precisely because he understood the meaning that the old man gave up his previous idea.