Business was indeed unexpectedly poor, and until the closing of the store in the evening, there were less than ten groups of customers coming to eat, and all of them were police, which really didn't know whether it was reassuring or heart-wrenching.

"I did it, I did it." Yarn Umibe cleaned up the table and muttered.

She took a very important step and actually dared to cook at the front desk!

Looking at Amibe's startled appearance, Mizuno Sora smiled, "Let's go out and buy some food tomorrow." ”

"Good, good!"

The next afternoon, after school, the two took the train to the next Arakawa district, bought a few large bags of ingredients, and then took the train back, this kind of ant-like moving scene is not uncommon on the train, and some people in Adachi Ward smile when they see Sora Mizuno's performance, and they all carry the ingredients they bought from outside.

It can be seen that the popularity of Adachi Ward has slowly returned, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the normal supply chain of vegetables and meat will be rebuilt.

Yarn Umibe was a little surprised why Mizuno-kun bought a bag of glutinous rice, matcha powder, red bean powder, and soybean flour at the market, and this thought it was to make desserts.

Although most izakaya and restaurant restaurants offer some sweets, after all, they are not professional pastry chefs, and the desserts they make are so ordinary that they don't sell for a price, so few restaurants put their minds on desserts - they can eat them, or simply buy some sweets in the nearby confectionery houses and stock them up.

"It's about making some desserts." After returning to the store, Mizuno put down the ingredients and took the initiative to explain to Hasa Umibe, "I think there seems to be a lack of sweets in the store, and my mother-in-law, who makes desserts, hasn't opened the door these days, so I thought I would make them myself." ”

"Hey, does Mizuno-kun make desserts? It's amazing. Yarn Umibe didn't think about why Sora Mizuno made desserts, so she naturally believed him.

"Yes, a little." Sora Mizuno stretched out his index finger and thumb and sandwiched them together to reveal a little gap.

LV2's cooking skills are still in the realm of human beings.

"A little bit is amazing." Yarn Umibe stared at Sora Mizuno's eyes, and then drooped shyly, "I've always wanted to open a cake shop and a dessert shop when I was a kid......"

Opening a cake shop and dessert shop is the wish of many girls when they are young, just like Sora Mizuno's wish when she was a child was to eat instant noodles every day when she grew up.

"There's going to be a chance."

Matcha green, soybean yellow, red bean red, and glutinous rice, Sora Mizuno is ready to make the popular delicacy in the Hokage, the three-color dango. As one of the major delicacies of Konoha, Sanseki dumplings are undoubtedly the cheapest and easiest to make, without the need for ramen broth, without the high cost of barbecue, and with a pair of skillful hands.

Because the work does not explicitly say which three flavors of the three-color dango are, only that they are sweet, Mizuno Sora began to make them according to his own understanding.

Mix with fresh milk and three kinds of powder, and then stir it evenly with an appropriate amount of washed glutinous rice, and at the same time cook the red bean paste, and then inject different fillings into the glutinous rice, he is a little lazy in this step, and then in the grinding process, he uses chakra to crush it evenly, which greatly speeds up the speed of labor.

Then it is put in boiling water and simmered, if the step on duty is wrong, this step can easily be stewed, or stewed something strange.

"It's done! Umibe, how about you taste it. Sora Mizuno made a three-color dumpling with a wooden skewer.

The three-color dumplings are simple to make, but as for whether they are delicious or not, it depends on personal craftsmanship, and in the appearance of Shanghai Yarn thinks that the appearance of these three-color dumplings is already very good, not inferior to the small desserts sold in the confectionery shop.

As for the taste......

Yarn Umibe, who was holding a three-color dumpling, nodded in her heart, even if it tasted bad, she had to pretend that it tasted very good, and she couldn't make Mizuno-kun sad!

Thinking like this, she took a bite of a red dango, the size of the three-color dango made by Sora Mizuno is about the same size as in the Wagashi shop, and adult men can eat it in one bite, but in the case of Umibe Sa's cherry mouth, it would be good to be able to eat it in three bites.

After taking the first bite, her eyes narrowed into a line of happiness after carefully chewing.

This is the sincere admiration of Yarn Haibe, she really didn't expect this three-color dumpling to be so delicious. As a common type of washishi, you can buy them in every small shop, some in boxes, some in bags, and those made on site are topped with sweet sauce.

But whether it is the three-color dumplings freshly made on the spot, or the ones that are cold-packed after being mechanically made, the taste is far from catching up with the three-color dumplings made by Mizuno-kun in her hands! It's completely different, it's obviously the same material, no, even the ingredients that Mizuno-kun bought in the supermarket are not as good as the ingredients that are exclusively available in the Japanese confectionery shop, but after Mizuno-kun's hands, it glows with a different brilliance.

The softness that makes the mouth fully enjoyed, the sticky teeth are just right, and the red beans are ground to the point that they seem to flow between the teeth, sweet but not greasy, and the sweet-loving Umibe Sasha hurriedly finished the remaining dumplings with a happy expression on her face.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Looking at Yarn Umibe's expression, Sora Mizuno guessed Yarn Umibe's answer.

"Very good, very good!" Yarn Umibe nodded heavily, "Even the master in the confectionery shop can't make such delicious dumplings!" ”

Although it is also with the help of the power of the system, looking at the expression on the face of Yarn Umibe, Mizuno Sora is still very satisfied in his heart, after all, this is also the food he made himself.

From the ingredients to the grinding, the stew is all done by hand.

"Mizuno-kun, do you want to sell the three-color dumplings?" Seeing the bag of glutinous rice that Mizuno Sora bought, it was obvious that such a large amount was not for a few people to eat.

"That's the idea." Sora Mizuno nodded at Umibe's words, "I just don't know if it can meet the tastes of diners, after all, it's too strange to sell three-color dumplings in a restaurant." ”

"Absolutely! It's so delicious, everyone will love it! Yarn Umibe believed in her sense of taste and Mizuno-kun's craftsmanship, "So, how much does Mizuno-kun want to price?" ”

"Pricing......" Mizuno looked at the quotation hanging on the wall, "That's 100 yuan, how about making a small profit?" If you sell it in the future, the price can be increased. ”

"Well, listen to Mizuno-kun."

The price of 100 yuan is actually low, and the price of the three-color dumplings made by the cold machine is about the same, but considering that it is a new product, and it is also the atmosphere of the restaurant, this price is barely acceptable.

The next night's opening, Sora Mizuno craned his neck and looked forward to it like a sea veil, but what hurt his heart was that none of the several groups of customers who came to the store ordered the three-color dumplings!

On the contrary, someone ordered octopus sashimi again!

With a grudge against the tricolor dumplings, Mizuno Sora cut the little octopus neatly and clearly.

Just as Yarn Umibe was about to comfort and comfort Sora Mizuno, a policewoman in her early sixties walked at the door of the store.

After she ordered a few dinners to pack and take away, she said curiously: "Three-color dumplings, please have a five-...... Three strings. ”

Not everyone in the team likes sweets, so don't buy too much at once, and you may not know how it tastes.

And looking at the cold appearance of the boss of Frost Island, he doesn't look like a person with a sweet tooth.

Hearing that someone had ordered a three-color dumpling, the sunshine reappeared on Mizuno's depressed face.