"Look, this should be the cauldron that needed to be burned in ancient times!" Zhuang Li pointed to the cauldron connected to the stove in front of him and blinked.

"I'll burn the fire! You can just cook."

Faced with this ancient stove, although he had never seen it, Chiaki thought that it should not be difficult to operate.

"Okay, then I'll go see what I'm going to eat......"

Zhuang Li looked around in the kitchen, and the table and floor were all clean and clean, without a trace of dust leftovers.

She turned to open the door to the kitchen cabinet and found only some boiled rice and a few eggs left.

"Qianzhao, it seems that we can only eat egg fried rice tonight, and the inside of this kitchen is a little too clean~"

"Anything, I don't care, I'll light the fire first, you move smarter."

Chiaki wasn't too particular about what to eat, so he turned around and walked under the stove to prepare for the fire.

Zhuang Li took out the eggs and rice from the cabinet, walked to the stove and began to prepare for frying.

With a swishing sound of sesame oil, Zhuang Li poured the rice and eggs into the pot and stirred.

In a short time, she fried a pot of rice and carefully served it in two bowls.

Holding two bowls of steaming egg fried rice, Zhuang Li couldn't help but say proudly: "Hehe! Akiko-chan, come and see how about the egg fried rice I made! ”

Hearing the voice, Chiaki raised his head from under the stove, but because he was sitting, he couldn't see the contents of the bowl clearly, so he got up and stood up.

"It seems to be okay, but I don't know what the taste will be."

"Nonsense! I don't want to see who made it, it tastes! Definitely...... Well? ”

Zhuang Li took the rice to his nose and sniffed it, but his face showed some doubts.

"What's wrong?"

Chiaki asked.

"It's a weird taste, but it doesn't seem to come from my rice......"

The cook Zhuang Li glanced around with the plate, and when her eyes inadvertently swept to Qian Zhao in front of her, her eyes almost popped out: "Wow, ah!!!! Foolish. Forced Zhao! You're about to turn into a suckling pig! I don't feel it!! ”

"Huh?"

Seeing Zhuang Li, who was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, Qian Zhao was dull for a moment, and then, he suddenly realized that something was not quite right!

It seems to be a little hot down there, and when you look down -!

What's wrong with labor-management clothes!

The corners of the moon-white brocade robe burned a large piece!

The surging tongue of fire is raging and climbs straight up, smack!

Qian Zhao subconsciously waved his robe to the side and jumped out from under the stove, but because his movement was too big, he swept out all the firewood in the stove and scattered it everywhere!

He was in a hurry to extinguish the fire on his body!

Zhuang Li was a little stunned when he watched his series of movements from the side, and then came to his senses!

Kick the fried rice into the fire on him!

Crack!

Boom, boom!

Rolling and slapping on the ground, plus Zhuang Li's shadowless feet!

The two of them finally extinguished the fire on his body, and the brand-new white robe had been burned to the ground, but fortunately, Chiaki's clothes were much more separated and did not burn his skin much.

Call...... The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Chiaki sat on the ground and frowned at the burnt clothes.

Zhuang Li was holding the fried rice and was a little relaxed and wanted to find a place to rest, when he turned around...... Ahh

Watching the fire rise on the stove in the big kitchen, someone stiffened in the wind - she lowered her head and kicked Chiaki, who was sitting there...... "Hey...... Come on, buddy! Turn your head and take a look~"

Her tone was indifferent, and her expression was close to numbness.