Under the soft light, Jason was sitting on the side of the long solid wood table covered with blue and white stripes, while Hannibal placed several silver plates on the table in an extremely fast but elegant manner. .
A spoonful of herb sauce was poured over the steak as it sizzled.
There is steaming heat on the grilled wings, and sheets of tin foil are wrapped at the end for better handling.
Three-color square pastries are placed in a row of ten on the largest plate on the left.
Broccoli and radishes are simply poached, then served on a plate with sliced tomatoes and fried pork sausage.
After learning that Jason refused alcoholic beverages, Hannibal prepared fruit and vegetable juices.
Juice the lemon and watermelon separately.
In the juice of celery and pumpkin, in order to pay attention to the taste, a little honey juice is added.
In the four glass jugs, four-color drinks were placed on the side close to Jason.
"Sorry for the wait."
Hannibal took off his apron, sat down opposite Jason, and said apologetically.
"No, it's already very fast."
"Can we start?"
Jason asked.
"certainly."
Hannibal smiled and picked up the tableware first.
However, that is just picking up the tableware.
He didn't have any thoughts about the food in front of him.
Facing Jason's swift and lightning-fast way of eating, he was immersed in it again.
As a chef, is there anything more touching than getting a good ingredient
Nature is having a good eater.
Jason is certainly a good eater.
Even, it can be said to be unique.
Because no diner would have the same stomach as Jason.
A table of food, enough for the whole family to share, quickly entered Jason's stomach.
At the end, Jason picked up the honey pumpkin juice and drank it down.
call.
Putting down the glass jug, Jason let out a long breath.
"Your cooking skills amaze me every time."
Jason looked at Hannibal and said sincerely.
"Every praise from you is the driving force for me to move forward."
Hannibal responded.
Then, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Hannibal, do you know 'Fishbone Street'?"
Jason asked simply.
Facing his friends, Jason doesn't think he needs to go around in circles.
"Know."
"You want to enter 'Fishbone Street'?"
Hannibal immediately guessed what Jason was thinking.
"Um."
"We still lack a guarantor."
Jason nodded.
"No problem, leave it to me."
Hannibal agreed immediately.
Moreover, he has already begun to plan in his mind how to take Jason to tour the entire 'Fishbone Street'.
The 'ingredient store' is a must.
'The Odd Item Shop' is not bad either.
'Collectibles shop'
It's too disgusting to go there.
Some scattered stalls are also okay, maybe you will encounter something interesting.
Thinking of walking among the booths with Jason, Hannibal couldn't help but smile on his face.
It was the first time he went shopping with the same people.
He had never felt like this before.
However, it has been long awaited.
"How often do you go to 'Fishbone Street'?"
Hannibal asked.
"midnight."
After getting this answer, Hannibal immediately stood up and started to clear the tableware.
It was almost midnight, and he had to clean up before then.
As for tomorrow
In his education, procrastination is absolutely not allowed.
Jason wanted to help again, but Hannibal refused again.
Sitting back in his seat, Jason looked at the busy Hannibal, and he couldn't help asking, "Hannibal, how do you restrain your appetite?"
Sanity would be eroded by hunger, and Jason had already discovered his weakness.
But there is no way to suffer.
Once hunger arises, he will always become indifferent.
Although there have been no major problems so far, it does not mean that there will be no problems in the future.
Jason felt heavy when he thought that such a mistake would cause the whole situation to get out of control.
And when his heart got heavy, Jason felt hungry again.
"Hannibal, do you still have the little cake from before?"
Sugar always makes people happy when they are in a bad mood.
"In the refrigerator, there are still some leftovers from before, but they are not fresh..."
"it does not matter."
Jason stood up and motioned for himself to come.
Jason still knows how to operate the oven and the process of making pastries by a female pastry chef.
He opened the refrigerator and took out a whole plate of pastries. After thawing, Jason re-covered the grease before putting the pastries into the oven, adjusting the firepower and timing, while Hannibal was washing the tableware and Pay attention to Jason's jerky but precise movements.
"Jason, you have a good culinary talent."
"If you have time, you can learn some cooking skills."
Hannibal said so.
"Cooking?"
Jason froze.
Everything can be baked
Everything can be stewed
Inexplicably, he thought of his summary of cooking skills.
"Yes."
"It may be difficult at the beginning, but as long as you find the fun in it, you will soon be immersed in it."
"This… "
"That's how I suppress my appetite."
Hannibal turned his head and said with a smile. It happened that a strand of blond hair was hanging down in front of his forehead, but he didn't look embarrassed. On the contrary, it made the smile more hearty.
Then, Hannibal raised his left hand, hooked the blond hair back with his little finger, and combed it back, before continuing to speak.
"I'm different from you, Jason."
"My stomach can't handle that much 'food'."
"But my brain was telling me I was hungry."
"So, I'm going to distract my mind a bit."
"In the beginning, I failed many times."
"But when I found the knack, I gradually succeeded."
After raising his hand to put the washed dishes into the cupboard one by one, Hannibal closed the cupboard, turned around and began to wipe the sink, saying while wiping.
"Trick?"
Jason's eyes lit up.
"Try to distract yourself with everything that has to do with food."
“There was a backfire at first — me, at the time, told myself that if I persisted, there would be more food, but I didn’t hold back, I ate the food, and then, the frustration made me angry, The physical discomfort made me start to doubt whether I was really a qualified 'eater' while being angry."
"But I persevered."
"Eventually, I became able to suppress my appetite most of the time."
"About one out of ten times it fails."
"I think when I can do it perfectly ten times out of ten, that's the day when I will truly succeed and complete my transformation."
Hannibal shares his experience.
Jason couldn't help but nodded.
He has personal experience.
Faced with the "eating rape" words before, under normal conditions, he would gather more information, but under the hungry state, he directly felt the anger of being teased by food, and ate it without hesitation.
He used his teeth and stomach juice to tell the other party what the price was.
"Does it take failure after failure to accumulate success?"
Jason whispered to himself.
"Um."
"Most of the time, that's how it is."
Hannibal nodded, and then suddenly smiled: "But you are special, Jason, you can try another method!"