Chapter 197

Kithara xiuci is pretreating the ingredients with a kitchen knife, while Xia zhixia Sha is copying each other's homework. She wants to finish it quickly and go to play early, while eating a pencil in the snow and thinking hard - these words all know, but what does it mean together? Why are there frequent outbreaks of a premier? Is it an uprising? I wasn't born at that time. Why did you ask me? Is the teacher stupid?

After eating half a pencil, she waved her pen and replied: they are hungry and want to eat. They can't eat, so they are angry!

She thinks the answer is reliable. People must be very angry when they are hungry, so they fight in groups! She looked up to yuan xiuci and asked, "xiuci, when shall we have dinner?"

Hideki kithara almost cut off three of his fingers when he cut a fish. You just ate six boiled taros and remember your dinner? Where are the six taros?

Before he answered, a weak cry came from the door: "xiuci, help me..."

Beiyuan xiuci looked up and found Suzuki Naixi standing by the door with a sad face. His face was pale and he was about to hang up.

He asked strangely, "what's the matter with you?" the goods came again?

Suzuki Naixi slowly rubbed in, carrying a box of snacks, directly sat in front of the kitchen table and said sadly, "I haven't had a good meal for many days, and you don't care about me... Is it OK for you when I die?"

"You can't afford to eat, can you?" kithara sighed and couldn't stand it. It's none of my business if you die! Why should I care?

Suzuki Naixi also sighed: "I can't eat anything. I always feel uncomfortable. I fainted a few days ago. I've been taking nutritional injections to slow down. Kind hearted people, make me something to eat!"

Kithara xiuci sighed again. Yoko was kidnapped. Suzuki didn't put half of his fart. Someone went out and helped save the man again. Although Yangzi still left, there was no doubt that she had made efforts, and she didn't ask after the event. She really wanted to have a meal. It was really hard to refuse with a cold face.

He asked seriously, "Suzuki, are you sure you won't cause trouble now?"

Suzuki Naixi said pitifully on the kitchen table: "no, my father also spent a lot of energy to press down silently last time. He can't stand it again. Recently, I haven't even tracked people in and out. I think the other party will be honest for at least a few months!"

"Let's stay for dinner. I'll do it now." kithara Xiuji turned to open the refrigerator, and Xueli curiously came over, looked at the box of snacks and asked, "is this for Xiuji?"

Although Suzuki Naixi is pretending to be a complaining woman, she has a big heart in the snow. She doesn't care about the sick cat in her eyes. She just itches when she sees dessert.

Suzuki Naixi looked at her and said with a smile, "no, it's for your sister. I heard that she was ill. As her good friend, I must come and see her. When I'm full, I'll go up and comfort her."

She scratched her head in the snow and said happily, "you're pretty good!" she let go of her school today and ran back to see Dongmei. She tried snorting and felt it. She judged that her sister should not be ill. At the moment, she was a lot more relaxed.

But Beiyuan xiuci turned around and took away the box of snacks and said directly, "I'll give it to her later. You're not in good health. Don't visit the doctor. You're also infected. Just feel it."

Condolences to a ghost. Do you want to go up and take the opportunity to kill little carrot?

He said to Xueli again, "Xueli, go and do your homework." Xueli has a simple nature and doesn't get together with Suzuki Naixi to avoid learning bad.

Xueli bowed her head and went back. Suzuki Naixi glanced at her and smiled at Beiyuan xiuci: "Xueli students don't need to do their homework. She just needs to focus on the future development direction. This exam oriented education is prepared for cultivating coolies. Why waste her time for this."

Kithara xiuci casually said, "when a student is going to do his homework, it has nothing to do with anything else." he answered, and his hands became busy. As a "generation of famous chefs", getting a daily dinner is just a matter of hand. Soon, the strong smell spread, and he couldn't sit still in the snow. He began to twist around and sigh, "it's so fragrant!"

Suzuki Naixi also looked curiously on the kitchen table and asked, "xiuci, what oil is this?"

"Lard." kithara xiuci answered, looked at her, smiled and asked, "do you mind?"

"Don't mind!" Suzuki Naixi came specially to eat the food made by kithara xiuci. Although she was well-informed, she only knew a lot about the food - she had never been in the kitchen at all - she just looked at the little jar that kithara xiuci cherished, took out white grease, thought about it and said with a smile: "is this flower oil or board oil? Should it be flower oil..."

Hideki kithara looked at her in surprise. Unexpectedly, she hadn't seen her before, but she was still right when listening to her name - it's really good to read more!

Lard is a common oil among many edible oils. Ordinary people think that the smell of oil is very heavy and boring, so people eat less now, but it is really fragrant.

Of course, lard is boiled with pork brisket, which is generally divided into two types: one is suede, which is the fat stripped from the pig board, which is block by block, which is very fishy and boring; The other is flower oil, which is the white layer of fat line wrapped around the pig's intestines. The number is very small. Generally, a pig will make a big fist and boil less. It is relatively rare.

Especially in Japan, few people like to eat pig water, and there are few imports. It is difficult to find untreated pig large intestine, so it is even more difficult, but really delicious lard is such a small ball on pigs.

Who really knows, it's much better than butter. Xiuci Beiyuan saved a small can for a long time. She originally wanted to take it home to Yangzi, but she didn't catch up. This time, it happened that little carrot was ill and wanted her to make it up before she decided to use it.

He asked directly, "it's flower oil. Yes, which book have you seen?"

Suzuki Naixi said with a smile, "I saw it in the food dictionary. Mr. Cai Lan said in it that 'fried poached eggs or fried eggs, if you don't use flower oil, it won't smell good', which means this kind of oil?"

"It's this kind of oil, and what the book says is also right!" kithara xiuci thought Suzuki was a little powerful. He probably read a lot of miscellaneous books.

"I've wanted to try it for a long time. I'm looking forward to it! Oh, xiuci, you're a chef and I'm a gourmet. Are we a perfect match?"

Kithara xiuci looked at her and didn't speak. Suzuki Naixi's words are not reliable at all. There are more elements to play tricks on people. Even if she really wants to communicate, 80% of them are ready to test people!

This guy looks weak, but he's not good at stubble. It's absolutely crazy to treat her as a little girl.

He shook his head and said, "Suzuki, how many times have you said it? I don't like such a joke. Please don't open it."

"I'm telling the truth!" Suzuki Naixi's expression was a little melancholy. "A capable boy's character is not very good, and a good boy doesn't have the ability. It's really hard to find a boy like you, and the cooking is so delicious... After I've eaten here twice, I always feel that I'm missing something when I go back to eat. As a result, I can't eat and almost die. It's all your fault."

Is it the reason for this flower oil? Go back and send a cook to buy it and try

"If you do this again, I'll have to ask you out." kithara xiuci doesn't believe it at all. Integrity is very important for this person to get along with others, and Suzuki Naixi seems to him to be a basket of lies.

Suzuki Naixi knew current affairs very well and was more atmospheric. He smiled and said, "well, I won't say it! You're not a gentleman at all, but I seem to be more... Ha ha... Don't say it."

However, she was still full of interest. She looked at xiuci Beiyuan and asked, "why do you want quick-frozen rice?"

As long as she doesn't be a demon, xiuci kithara treats her as an ordinary friend and casually says, "it's prepared for fried rice. It's more flexible and chewy when frozen."

What he does is the legendary "fried rice", which is very ordinary, but it is the cheapest tasty. The beauty lies in adding flower oil. It is just like making the essence mask for the dried rice grain that has turned dry and cold. The grains are clear and the appearance is glittering, which makes it easier to volatile the special fragrance of the flower oil.

Human beings can never refuse oil. It is genetic instinct to pursue higher calories in the least time.

Of course, it's not impossible to use freshly cooked rice, but it's easy to fry into a sticky ball. In that way, the color, smell and taste will be discounted, and the wise won't take it.

Melt the flower oil, stir fry the mustard and onion seeds, neutralize the little oily smell of the flower oil, then stir fry the slightly frozen dehydrated cold rice until the rice grains start to play, and finally pour the flavored egg white juice into it - it's simple and delicious, and don't waste the egg yolk. Just fry it and feed it to the snow.

After frying two courses of fresh vegetables and cooking a pot of fresh mushroom miso soup, plus a small spoonful of flower oil to hang incense, xiuci kithara first divided Dongmei and spring vegetables and sent them to eat in the room. When she came down again, she found that the subjective initiative of eating goods had been brought into play in the snow and transported all the things to the public activity room.

Suzuki Naixi also knelt down at the low table and looked around curiously: "Wow, your way of eating is the same as that written in the book! Everyone is very close, very good."

Xueli was already swallowing saliva, but before Beiyuan xiuci ordered, she didn't dare to eat. She turned to look at Suzuki Naixi and said sympathetically, "you're thin. Eat more later."

Suzuki Naixi smiled and said, "I'm in good shape."

In the snow, he bent his arm and said happily, "look at my muscles. I'm in good shape, with steel muscles and iron bones, fat and strong, and incomparably thick skin!"

Suzuki hoped for a few eyes, reached out and gently touched it. He just wanted to satirize the snow, but he felt that the touch was as hard as a stone, and the snow straightened his arm and became a soft and smooth state. It looked like the "snow lotus root like arm" in the book.

She couldn't say anything ironically. She felt a deep sense of envy in her heart - it's really good health, strong and beautiful, quite perfect. If she could have

With the head of the little carrot gone, Hideki kithara took the lead. She just wanted to protect the rice cooker, but she found that the rice cooker was already behind her ass in the snow. After thinking about it, she wanted to let her eat for two more days. When the head of the little carrot is ready, she will have to live half a hungry day, and she doesn't care much - if the Lord doesn't bear to take care of it, the snow will be as happy as mentally retarded children all day, It's easy to feel guilty to control her appetite. The bad guy should go back and let little carrot do it!

He said to Suzuki naxike, "if the reception is not good, please feel free."

Suzuki Naixi bowed his head and said, "excuse me!"

Hideki kithara smiled. After holding the chopsticks together and imitating the usual appearance of little carrot's head, she moved the chopsticks first, indicating that everyone could start eating - he brought akitaro over and taught him to eat by himself.

Suzuki Naixi gently shouted "I'm moving" with xuelixia weaving Xiasha to thank kithara xiuci for her hard cooking. After calling, Suzuki Naixi smiled and just looked up and found two empty plates on the table

What about the food?