Asuna took out a large glass bowl, cracked the egg into it, then picked up the chopsticks, tilted the bowl at an angle, and began to stir slowly in a clockwise direction.

The ingredients are ordinary, but Asuna is very focused and her movements are very detailed.

Soon the eggs were completely scattered.

Asuna then added salt, sugar, and milk to the bowl, with a little more milk to make the finished product softer.

After mixing the egg mixture, Asuna set it aside.

Then she took out a square pan, poured a little oil on it, and gently turned her wrist.

Soon, the golden grease adheres to the bottom of the pan.

Then light the fire, heat it and pour in the egg mixture.

However, Asuna kept half of the egg mixture, turned the heat down to low, and then used chopsticks to quickly break up the egg mixture, so that the egg would not bubble during the heating process.

When the egg was almost set, Asuna folded the formed egg several times with chopsticks to form a long egg roll.

Then she poured a little more oil into the spare pan and poured all the remaining egg mixture into it.

Then Asuna began to fold the egg roll with chopsticks, so that the unsolidified egg liquid was wrapped in layers on the egg roll, and the final egg looked like a golden quilt rolled together.

When it cooled a little, Asuna immediately rolled the eggs out of the pan and placed them on a cutting board, then cut them into small pieces with a knife.

After Asuna placed the sliced egg rolls on a long ceramic plate, she thought for a moment and pulled out a jar filled with dark green powder.

This is crushed seaweed.

Asuna sprinkled the seaweed on the golden egg roll, which suddenly looked extremely bright, full of greenery, and a faint, fishy smell of seaweed spread.

In this way, a plate of ordinary and uncommon tamagoyaki is completed.

It is said to be ordinary because Tamakoyaki has few ingredients and simple workmanship, and almost every Japanese family will make it.

It is said that it is not ordinary because this ordinary family dish contains the thoughts of a young girl who is ready to tell her mother.

In a private room on the second floor.

Qian Chen is embarrassed to deal with Kyoko Yuuki's interrogation like a police uncle.

At this moment, the paper door of the box was opened.

Qian Chen couldn't help but burst into tears in his heart.

'Saved at last... ’

On the other hand, Kyoko Yuki was also very satisfied with the result of the 'friendly exchange' with Qian Chen.

Both parents died, there was a sister and a house, he became famous at a young age, and he had a successful career... The more Kyoko Yuki looks at it, the more she likes it, of course, the kind of mother-in-law who looks at her future son-in-law.

This is simply the best golden beetle son-in-law!

It's a pity, why would such an excellent person kidnap and coax their precious daughter? Directly come to the door to propose, she and the child and her father will definitely agree.

Kyoko Yuuki couldn't understand what young people were thinking nowadays, could this be what kind of role-playing?

Asuna walked into the box and placed a plate of tamagoyaki and a pair of chopsticks in front of Kyoko Yuuki.

"Mother, this is my dish, please enjoy it."

Kyoko Yuki looked at the tamagoyaki on the plate and suddenly sneered.

"This is what you want to pursue even if you disobey me and leave home? It's just ... ”

The word 'laugh' didn't come out, and Qian Chen interrupted her very strongly.

"Ms. Yuuki, please taste Asuna's food before you give your opinion."

Asuna, who was originally biting her lip tightly and not saying a word, resisted Kyoko Yuuki's reprimand with silence, showed a grateful look to Qian Chen.

"Humph! Isn't it just a plate of tamashi grilled? Is it possible to eat Almas caviar? ”

Kyoko Yuuki deliberately muttered in a voice that could be heard by both of them.

Qian Chen directly pretended not to hear, anyway, human beings will eventually return to their essence.

That being said, Kyoko Yuki was actually a little happy in her heart. You must know that since her daughter reached the second grade of junior high school, she has become a little rebellious, and she has not eaten her daughter's own cooking for a long time.

said that it was very strict, but Kyoko Yuki directly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tamagoyaki and put it in her mouth.

Soft! The ultimate softness! It's as soft and tender as a marshmallow!

Barely feeling any resistance, the tamagoyaki in the mouth was cut open so easily, the aroma of fried eggs and the sweetness of milk intertwined, and the sprinkling of seaweed on the skin became the most delicate binder.

It not only removes the oiliness, but also makes the taste of tamagoyaki richer and more layered.

It feels like lying on your back on an air mattress, floating with the waves and the sun shining down, and the whole person is bathed in warmth.

Wait, this warmth ... She seemed familiar.

Images that had long been sealed in memory began to flood uncontrollably.

When she was a child, she lived with her parents in a small cabin on the mountain, and when she opened the window at the back, she could see the hills rising from the ground and the endless forest.

Every winter, the cold wind whistling outside the window, and a family of three curled up by the stove to keep warm.

The warmth of the stove and the warm and safe embrace of her parents, Kyoko Yuki felt that this was the warmest and happiest time of her life.

A crystal tear slipped from the corner of Kyoko's eye.

It wasn't my daughter who had changed, it was me... ’

He came out of the poor countryside in the mountains, studied hard, and found an excellent and perfect husband.

But what she thinks of her humble background makes her have a serious inferiority complex, in order not to let people see that she is a wild girl from the countryside, she restricts herself with almost harsh requirements, and when her son and daughter are born, she strictly demands them with such standards.

Everything is nothing more than her low self-esteem.

At this time, I only heard Asuna speak slowly.

"During the time when you fostered me at my grandparents' house, my favorite thing to do every day was to open the window and look at the mountains and forests behind the house, especially when it had just snowed.

Sometimes when I cry, my grandfather will take back two eggs from his chicken coop and ask my grandmother to make tamako for me to eat, and I will never forget the taste...

I thought that my life would be like my mother's arrangement, graduation, blind date, and then marry and have children with a man who satisfies my parents, and live like this for the rest of my life...

It wasn't until I met Master that I didn't know what I really wanted and what life I really wanted to live!

Mother, I want to be a chef!

A chef who makes everyone smile happily when they eat my food! ”

For a moment, the entire small box was quiet, and even a needle dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.