Kitahara Shuji is holding a kitchen knife and preparing the ingredients, while Natsuori Natsu is copying each other's homework, and the division of labor and cooperation wants to finish it quickly so that she can go to play early, and Xueli is eating a pencil and meditating - these words are all recognized, but what do they mean together? Why do they frequently break out? Is it the meaning of uprisings and riots? I was not born at the time, so why do you ask me? Is the teacher stupid?

After eating half a pencil, she replied with a big stroke: They are hungry and want to eat, and they are angry because they can't eat!

She thought that this answer was reliable, and people must be very angry when they were hungry, so they fought in a group! She looked up at Kitahara Shuji and asked, "Xiuji, when are we going to eat?"

Kitahara Shuji almost cut off three of his fingers, you just ate six boiled taro and remembered for dinner? Where did the six taro go?

And before he could answer, a weak voice came from the door: "Xiuji, save me......"

Kitahara Shuji looked up and found that Noki Suzuki was standing with a sad face holding the door, his face pale and looking like he was about to hang.

He asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

Noki Suzuki came in slowly, carrying a box of snacks, sat directly in front of the kitchen counter, and said sadly: "I haven't eaten properly for many days, and you don't care about me...... Did I die and obey your heart?"

"It's not like you can't afford to eat, right?" Kitahara Shuji sighed, I can't stand it, it's none of my business if you die!

Noki Suzuki also sighed: "I can't eat, I always feel uncomfortable, I fainted a few days ago, and I have been taking nutritional injections to recover." Good Samaritan, make me something to eat!"

Kitahara Shuji sighed again, Yoko was kidnapped, and this Suzuki Noki didn't let out half a fart, and went out of the car to help save people again. Although Yoko still left, there is no doubt that she has done her best, and she didn't ask for it afterwards, this is really if you want to come for a meal, it's really not good to refuse with a cold face.

He asked seriously, "Suzuki-san, are you sure that you won't be in trouble if you come in and out now?"

Suzuki Noki lay on the kitchen counter and said pitifully: "No, my dad also spent a lot of effort to press down silently last time, and he can't stand it again, recently I have been in and out of the kitchen and there is no one to follow, I think the other party will be honest for at least a few months!"

"Then stay and eat, I'll do it. Kitahara Shuji turned around to open the refrigerator, and Yukiri came over curiously, looked at the box of snacks and asked, "Is this for Shuji?"

Although Suzuki Noki is pretending to be a resentful woman, Yukiri has a big heart, and he doesn't have this sick cat in his eyes, so he doesn't care at all, but he sees a snack and his heart is very itchy.

Noki Suzuki looked at her and said with a smile, "No, it's for your sister." I heard that she was sick, so as a good friend of her, I would definitely come to see her, and when I was full, I would go up and pay my respects. ”

Xueli scratched her head, and said happily: "You're pretty good!" She ran back from school today to see Dongmei, tried to snort and felt it, and judged that her sister should not be sick, and she was in a much more relaxed mood at this time.

But Kitahara Shuji turned his head and took the box of dim sum away, and said directly: "I'll transfer it to her later, you're not in good health, don't visit yourself and you're infected, just get your mind." ”

Condolences to a ghost, do you want to go up and take the opportunity to kill the little radish head?

He said to Yukiri again, "Yukiri, go and do your homework." "Yukiri is simple, and she doesn't get together with Suzuki Noshi, so as not to learn badly.

Yukiri lowered her head and went back, and Suzuki Noki glanced at her, and smiled at Kitahara Shuji: "Yukisa-san, there is no need to do homework, a talented person like her just needs to focus on the direction of future development, this kind of exam-oriented education is prepared for the cultivation of coolies, why waste her time because of this." ”

Kitahara Shuji said casually: "When you are a student, you have to do homework, and it has nothing to do with anything else. He replied with a word in his mouth and got busy, and as a "generation of celebrity chefs", making a daily dinner was just a casual matter, and soon the strong fragrance spread, and the snow couldn't sit still, and began to wriggle there, exclaiming: "It's so fragrant!"

Noki Suzuki also looked at the kitchen counter curiously and asked, "Hideji, what kind of oil is this?"

"Lard. Kitahara Shuji answered, glanced at her and smiled and asked, "You don't mind, do you?"

"Don't mind!" Noki Suzuki had come to eat the food made by Kitahara Shuji, but although she was well-read, she only knew a lot about the cuisine - she had never been in the kitchen at all - she just looked at the white grease from the small jar that Kitahara Shuji cherished, thought about it and smiled: "Is this flower oil or plate oil......?"

Kitahara Shuji glanced at her with some surprise, she didn't expect that she hadn't seen it, but listening to the name could still say it was right - reading more is really beneficial!

Lard is a commonly used oil among many edible oils, and ordinary people think that the oil smell is very heavy and more greasy, so now people eat less, but this thing is really fragrant.

Of course, lard is boiled with pork belly, generally divided into two kinds: one is plate oil, that is, the fat peeled off from the pig board, into lumps, the fishy smell is very heavy and greasy is this kind; and the other is flower oil, which is the white layer of fat line wrapped around the pig intestines, the number is very small, generally a pig will make a fist big so a ball, a boil is less, it is relatively rare.

Especially in Japan, there are few people who like to eat pigs, and there are fewer imported ones, and the untreated pig intestine is difficult to find, so it is even more rare, but the really delicious lard is such a small lump on the pig.

Really who eats who knows, it's much stronger than butter, Kitahara Shuji saved up for a long time to save a small can, originally wanted to take it home for Yoko to eat, but it didn't catch up, and this time it happened that the little radish head was sick, and I wanted her to make up for it before I decided to use it.

He replied directly: "It's Hua You, which book have you seen it in?"

Suzuki Noki smiled: "I saw it in the "Dictionary of Ingredients", and Mr. Cai Lan said in it, 'It is good to fry poached eggs or make fried eggs, if you don't use flower oil, it must not be fragrant', right?"

"That's right!" Kitahara Shuji felt that Suzuki Noki was a little powerful, and 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, Shuji, you're a chef, I'm a gourmet, are we a perfect match?"

Kitahara Shuji glanced at her and didn't speak, this Suzuki Noshi's words are not reliable at all, there are more tricks on people, even if she really wants to date, eighty percent is also prepared for nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties waiting to test people!

This guy is sick and weak on the surface, but he is by no means good at stubble, and it is absolutely crazy to treat her as a little girl.

He shook his head and said, "Suzuki-san, how many times have I said it, I don't like such jokes, please don't open it." ”

"I'm telling the truth!" Suzuki Noki's expression was a little melancholy, "Capable boys don't have good character, and boys with good character don't have skills, it's really hard to find someone like you, and the food is so delicious...... After I ate with you twice, I always felt that something was missing when I went back to eat, and as a result, I couldn't eat anymore, and I almost died, all because of you. ”

Could it be the reason for this flower oil? Go back and send the chef to buy it and try it......

"If you do this again, I have no choice but to ask you out. "Kitahara Shuji doesn't believe it at all, it's important for this person to get along with people honestly, and Suzuki is a basket of lies in his opinion.

Noki Suzuki is very aware of current affairs, and he is even more angry, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't talk about it!"

However, she didn't look at Kitahara Shuji with interest, and asked, "Why do you want to freeze rice?"

Kitahara Shuji also responded casually: "It's prepared for fried rice, and it's more chewy when it's frozen and fried." ”

He makes the legendary "fried cold rice", which is very ordinary, but it is the cheapest delicacy, and the beauty lies in the addition of flower oil - just like making an essence mask for rice grains that have become dry and cold, the rice grains are distinct, and the appearance of each grain is shiny, making it easier to bring out the special aroma of flower oil.

Human beings will never be able to refuse fat, and it is the genetic instinct to pursue higher calories with the least amount of time.

Of course, it's not impossible to use freshly cooked rice, but it's easy to fry into a slimy ball, and the color and flavor will be discounted.

After turning the flower oil, the kale and onion grains are stir-fried in oil to neutralize the oily smell of the flower oil, and then the cold rice that has been slightly frozen and dehydrated is stir-fried until the rice grains begin to bounce, and then the egg white juice is poured on it - simple and delicious, and the egg yolk should not be wasted, just fry it and feed it to the snow.

I fried two more fresh vegetables, cooked a pot of fresh mushroom miso soup, and added a small spoonful of flower oil to hang the incense, and then first divided Fuyumi and Haruna and sent them to eat in the room, and when they came down again, they found that Xueli had already exerted the subjective initiative of foodies and transported everything to the common room.

Noki Suzuki also knelt upright and sat down at the low table, looking around with some curiosity: "Wow, the way your family eats is the same as written in the book! Everyone is very close, which is very good." ”

Yukiri was already swallowing saliva, but she didn't dare to eat it before Kitahara Shuji gave the order, turned her head to look at Suzuki Noki and said, "You're so thin, eat more later." ”

Noki Suzuki smiled and said, "I call this a good figure." ”

Xue Li bent his arms and said happily: "Look at my muscles, I am in good shape, steel and iron bones, and my skin is extremely thick!"

Suzuki No. looked at it a few times, reached out and stroked it gently, wanting to sarcastically say a few words to Yuki, but it felt as hard as a stone to the touch, and Yukiri stretched out his arms, and it became soft and smooth again, and it really looked like the "snow lotus-like arms" mentioned in the book.

She couldn't say anything sarcastic, and felt a deep sense of envy in her heart - this is really a good body, strong and beautiful, quite perfect, if only she could have ......

The little radish head is not there, Kitahara Shuji took the main seat, just wanted to protect the rice cooker but found that the rice cooker was already behind the butt in the snow, thought about letting her eat for two more days, and when the little radish head was ready, she would have to live a half-hungry day again, and she didn't care too much - the main thing was that she couldn't bear to care, she was happy like a mentally retarded child in the snow all day long, and it was easy to feel guilty about controlling her meal, so it was better to go back and let the little radish head do it!

He said politely to Noki Suzuki, "The hospitality is not good, please feel free." ”

Noki Suzuki bowed his head and said, "Excuse me!"

Kitahara Shuji smiled, took the chopsticks and put his hands together, and moved the chopsticks first as the little radish head usually did, signaling everyone to start eating - he got Akitaro over and taught him to eat by himself by the way.

Suzuki Noki shouted softly along with Yuri Natsuori Natsusa, "I'm moving!" to thank Kitahara Shuji for his hard work, and Suzuki looked up with a smile and found two empty plates on the table......