"I see, according to this ratio with the bones boiled will highlight the flavor of the pork bones... Soak the bones in blood water before boiling, blanch them before stewing the soup, sprinkle some meat foam when stewing, and then scoop up the meat foam, which can effectively reduce the foam of the stock... ”

Qian Chen kept nodding while flipping through Fujita's notes.

Although Fujita Kuma's character is problematic, I have to admit that at least he has something to do with making dashi.

After flipping through his notes, Qian Chen immediately felt that he had benefited a lot and couldn't wait to try it.

As soon as he said to do it, Qian Chen immediately began to make secret beef powder.

This time, he made some improvements when boiling the dashi.

Sure enough, the stock has been significantly improved.

However, new problems followed, and the quality of the soup stock improved, and it became incompatible with rice noodles and beef, and even the soup stock took on a sense of dominance.

Qian Chen scratched his head, and could only run into the training space to experiment slowly.

When it was time for dinner, Qian Chen withdrew from the training space with a faint smile on his face.

After repeated research, Qian Chen finally fused the soup, beef and rice noodles together, although it was not so perfect, but it could already complement each other.

The most noticeable change is that the degree of completion has skyrocketed by 5%.

This is just a day's work, and Qian Chen believes that during the rectification period, the completion rate will definitely be pushed to more than 70%.

In addition, in his free time from repeated research, in order to spice up his mood, he also studied the recipes he had just gotten, and even learned a considerable number of white-grade dishes.

Now some basic Japanese cuisine is no longer difficult for him.

However, when he made dinner, he found that Shiyu returned home and uncharacteristically locked himself in his room, and he still hasn't come out.

Curious, Qian Chen came to the second floor, the door of Shi Yu's room.

Knock knock!

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Please come in..."

There was a feeble answer from inside the door.

As soon as Qian Chen opened the door, he was immediately stunned.

It's not that he's seen any favorite plots.

It's Shiyu's room, and now one word stands out, that is-chaos!

There was a large pile of crumpled waste paper thrown on the floor, and here and there, there was a pile of books.

A Shi Yu, who likes to be clean and tidy, and even has a slight cleanliness habit, actually made such a mess in his room, and Qian Chen really saw it for the first time.

Even when he found Qian Chen walking into the room, Shi Yu, who was sitting at the desk, did not get up, but lay on the desk, looked sideways at Qian Chen behind him, and said with a helpless face.

"Brother-kun, my sister is obviously not suitable to be a light novelist, or my sister will be your exclusive maid, and then my sister will have to rely on you to support her~"

Qian Chen was angry and funny, picked up a book casually, rolled it into a tube, and gently knocked it on her head.

"Don't say stupid things, Miss the future great writer."

"Don't you really think about it, whether it's making a bed or stacking a quilt, or warming the bed~"

Shi Yu said as she stretched out a finger and ran it across her bright red lips.

Qian Chen admitted that for a moment, he was really moved.

However, he soon came back to his senses, and his sister was obviously having a bad taste in her heart again, and she was teasing herself.

So Qian Chen said with a straight face.

"Don't make a fuss, dinner is ready, hurry up and eat."

Sure enough, Shi Yu's face immediately collapsed, and his mouth was deflated.

"Cut~ It's really a boring younger brother-kun. Okay, I'll pack up and come down. ”

"Then I'll go down first."

After Qian Chen finished speaking, he walked out the door.

He didn't see that when his back was about to disappear outside the door, Shi Yu, who was tidying up the desk, suddenly turned around, looked at Qian Chen's back with a complicated expression, and muttered in a low voice.

"Stupid ...

After eating dinner without waves, Shiyu returned to her room to continue her difficult creative process.

Qian Chen didn't immediately enter the training space to exercise, but walked into the kitchen, not knowing what he was tinkering with.

Soon there was a faint smell of pumpkin coming from the kitchen...

When Qian Chen knocked on the door of Shiyu's room again, he found that she was clutching her hair in distress and irritability.

"No! Not at all! No matter what, I can't come up with an interesting plot, and I'm not satisfied with how I write the beginning! ”

When Shi Yu found Qian Chen walking in, he was half complaining, half coquettish.

"Brother-kun! Sister, I'm really not suitable to be a light novelist, huh! ”

Facing his cute sister, Qian Chen couldn't help but comfort him.

"Sister, you should take it easy. Also, I'm sure you'll be able to do it, come on! ”

"Hmm~ Since it's my younger brother, I believe you! But... ”

Shi Yu's eyes rolled, revealing a sly smile.

"I need to replenish my brother's energy... My dear brother, you shouldn't refuse my sister, right? ”

Shi Yu smiled and pointed to his cheek.

"Sister, don't make trouble...

Although it was in his own home, Qian Chen still felt a little embarrassed.

Shi Yu was unmoved, and even added.

"It's not enough to just stick to the cheek, you have to kiss it~"

"This! Sister, don't want it~"

The embarrassment on Qian Chen's face became even stronger.

"No~OK~~!"

Shiyu categorically refused.

Qian Chen hesitated for a while, and saw Shi Yu looking at him with a smile on his face.

Qian Chen, who couldn't shirk it, could only kiss Shi Yu's right cheek like a dragonfly with an extremely complicated feeling.

"This is the pumpkin tart I tried to make, my sister tasted it, and the plate was troubled for my sister to clean up."

After Qian Chen finished speaking, he put down the plate and ran out of Shi Yu's room as if he was running away.

Shi Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed into a good-looking arc with a smile, and his face was full of smug expressions of 'small sample, fight with me'.

"Huh? This pumpkin tart is so delicious! ”

At this moment, the fragrance of pumpkin mixed with the faint aroma of butter continued to penetrate Shiyu's nostrils.

On the small disc, there were two box-shaped cakes like cream cakes.

The snack is divided into two layers, the lower layer has the orange-red color of pumpkin, and the upper layer has a white cream, and if you look closely, you can see a thin layer of dark red sandwiched between white and orange, and the cream is sprinkled with white coconut and nut slices.

Although not hungry yet, although there is no habit of supper, although I am afraid that I will gain weight.

Shi Yu still picked up the spoon without hesitation, and scooped it down from top to bottom.

Put a spoonful of pumpkin tart in your mouth, and a sweet aroma mixed with rich milk, red beans, and pumpkin blooms from your tongue.

"It's so sweet!"