Chapter 8 The suspense of taste

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Due to the protection of personal privacy in modern society, the young man and Xiang Weiguo and his wife did not continue to embarrass Xiangchuan, but changed the topic to the lunch just now and the yam cake they were eating now.

Lin Yu - the young man who was regarded as a guest by the parents of the three siblings picked up another piece of yam cake. The apple was cut into thin strips and was easy to chew. Generally speaking, it would be swallowed after two or three mouthfuls, but Lin Yu I tasted it again and again, and I couldn't bear to leave it until the outer skin of the yam cake was completely melted.

"It's really amazing. I didn't expect that just by covering it with this layer of skin, the fruit can become so delicious."

Xiang Weiguo took a bite of the orange-filled yam cake and couldn't help but sigh. He has been engaged in food processing for many years and has a pursuit of delicious food that is engraved in his soul. Therefore, he has been working on improving the taste of liquid food and solid food. His attitude of excellence is also This makes Yuexiang Group, which was established less than 20 years ago, become the most influential food processing company in the Third Ship Group.

Yue Xiang's research on diet has now reached a bottleneck. After all, the types of ingredients that can be used and the development of liquid food by various ship groups over the past 20,000 years have left little room for exploration and improvement. This time he took the initiative to get on the line with Lin Yu. In order to obtain some new breakthroughs from the traditional agriculture of the First Ship Group.

But I didn't expect that the opportunity for breakthrough was actually far away and right in front of me.

Although a luxurious meal at the Mondo Hotel was wasted, it was still earned. After all, Yuexiang Group had a new breakthrough after this lunch.

"The yam adds some texture and milky flavor to them, so they taste more layered." Xiangchuan picked up a piece and tasted it. It has to be said that the current fruit tastes more sour, sweet and mellow, and he doesn't know what technology is used to preserve it. So long, "In addition to fruits, other sweets can also be put in it."

"Wouldn't that be too sweet?" Xiang Weiguo suddenly grasped the key.

"Just eat it with some sweet and sour juice." Kagawa raised the orange juice in his hand.

So it turns out that selling fruit juice and yam cake together... is indeed a good idea. Xiang Weiguo nodded while listening, silently keeping it in mind.

Lin Yu looked at Xiang Weiguo's somewhat absent-minded look, and made a plan in his mind. If nothing else goes wrong, Yuexiang will make some moves in the production of yam cakes and juice next. The yam that no one cares about in major pharmacies will probably undergo unprecedented changes. By the next ship group exchange year, these two major products will be in hand. There is no doubt that the third fleet, which is a powerful weapon, will change the situation of no one paying attention in previous years and become the communication partner that major shipping groups are competing to please. He touched his chin: Should he seek an opportunity for his hometown's first fleet?

With their own thoughts in mind, Lin Yu and Xiang Weiguo coincidentally changed the topic from lunch and the close call in front of them, and began to talk about the recent movements of the first fleet.

Xiangxue sounded bored, so she pulled Xiangchuan and ran back to the entertainment room. Xiangqi stayed because she was interested in the movements of each ship group.

Being pulled by Xiangxue into the entertainment room shared by the three siblings, looking at the large screen and various realistic firearms and steering wheels that looked like a 21st century arcade, Xiangchuan once again had the real feeling that "his family is very rich", if not Since everyone in modern times has a terminal equivalent to a portable computer, there will probably be three desks with top-of-the-line computers in this room.

Xiangxue put the yam cake she had just taken away on the small coffee table in the entertainment room. The two sat on the floor. Xiangxue couldn't help but took another piece of yam cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Sister, are there a lot of delicious things like this in the information flow?"

She asked with bright eyes. This was the first time since she was born that she had eaten such sweet food.

"I don't know. You have to know that our ancestors have spent more than 10,000 years in history. In the turbulent flow of information, there are more than 10,000 years of food history... maybe even longer."

This is what Kagawa is saying. She only remembers some home-cooked dishes and simple desserts in the 21st century. When making some cakes and breads, she has to read the recipes over and over again. She also ordered the two books when she bought an oven and an air fryer. She hasn't read the recipe carefully yet. Every country and region has its own special cuisine, not to mention a multi-ethnic country like China where two adjacent cities have different food styles.

"For more than 10,000 years, if a new food is invented every year, there are more than 10,000 kinds. I can eat something different every month."

As Xiangxue thought about it, tears of grief and indignation at the loss of human history of gourmet food instantly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"There are more than 10,000 kinds. Take this yam cake for example." Xiangchuan picked up a piece of yam cake and took a bite. "The orange filling on my hand is one kind, and the apple filling on your hand is one kind. Here, The yam part of the two kinds of yam cakes is transformed into a new food by adding some red beans and mung beans.”

Is it so perfunctory? Xiangxue wanted to complain, but when she thought carefully about the fact that the solid food she usually ate was replaced by vegetables and grains, she could not refute the ancient earth people's classification of food types. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a big bite of the yam cake, but the sweet snack quickly calmed her little unhappiness.

"It's so delicious," she couldn't help but sigh, "Why did our ancestors forget how to make such delicious food?"

Xiangchuan searched her "memory" and found that there was no relevant record mentioned in the history she had learned in modern times. She replied casually: "Who knows, maybe my taste has changed since I went to the universe. "

"But we all think this yam cake is delicious."

Faced with this question, Xiangchuan also felt confused. Obviously, the current staple food has become a smelly liquid that cannot be eaten by people in the 21st century, and solid food that although I have never eaten it, judging from the attitude of my brother and sister, it is not very delicious, but this is the first time I came across something made with 21st century cooking techniques. However, the three elders, brothers and sisters who are responsible for the food can use their sense of taste to identify foods such as gnocchi and yam cakes as "delicious".

Since modern humans retain the concept of "deliciousness", why not develop common ingredients listed by the kitchen AI for itself, but be satisfied with unpalatable modern food?

This strange contradiction even made Xiangchuan feel that he had time-traveled into a web novel with a very random science fiction background. Otherwise, how could he have encountered "ancient people in the 21st century using food to conquer future people" on the first day of time-traveling? A refreshing plot.

No matter how ridiculous it is, it might be that the strange young man was curious about me, thinking "Huh, interesting woman" and then started a bloody plot with me in which a little chef conquers a domineering president.

Thinking of Xiangchuan, he shuddered. This kind of situation seemed fine when he was a student. It really made his skin feel like goosebumps after he had experienced severe beatings from society.

Moreover, the young man's demeanor and behavior were very similar to her professor in college, who was almost 60 years old. The average age of modern people is 800 years old, and the modern self is actually 16 years old. If she really starts a relationship with the other person, then from the perspective of the 21st century... the picture is too beautiful and she doesn't want to see it, it will make her lose her desire for the world.