Chapter 38: A Feast
"Nanase-kun, wash your hands and get ready to eat."
"Okay."
Ritsu Sasashima put down the fashion magazine she had read unknowingly in her hand, got up obediently and went to the toilet to wash her hands, and in the process of washing her hands, she recalled the tone of Akemi Miyano...
You're the elderly, aren't you? How it feels like she's coaxing a child.
He frowned and looked at himself in the mirror, he did look a little tender, full of youth. Looking at the smooth chin, he muttered, "If you don't learn from Jingguang... Grow a beard? ”
Forget it, I don't seem to be suitable for a bearded look.
Ritsu Sasashima, who dispelled his thoughts, walked to the kitchen and helped set up the dishes and chopsticks, no matter how Shiho was a birthday star, he couldn't let her help and set the dishes.
Today's dishes are super hearty, with beautiful Chinese pork in the pot, golden tamagoyaki with grilled conger eel, stewed chicken stewed in a milky white soup, and mixed claypot rice with no content in sight but fragrant.
Akemi Miyano always eats alone on weekdays, so she doesn't have much motivation to learn recipes, but since her sister came back, she has regained her love and passion for cooking, and when she has nothing to do, she will study cooking at home, so that she can cook for her sister.
She picked up two empty bowls and put the chicken broth in the bowls, and put the only two chicken legs in them, one for her sister and one for Toru Nanase.
"Nanase-kun, let's try my craftsmanship, these dishes are all newly developed by me, and I don't know if they're delicious!"
Whether it is the appearance or the aroma, it is impossible to be unpalatable, and even the level of a high-end restaurant, just like this dish of back to the pot, is a must-order for Date Airlines to go to a Chinese restaurant.
He suddenly remembered an interview he had seen on TV earlier, saying that the first dish mentioned in Japan when it comes to Chinese cuisine is: xiao long bao, followed by mapo tofu, shredded pork with green pepper and back to the pot.
The slices of pork belly are processed by Shiho Miyano to become less than two centimeters thick, and the slightly burnt appearance is the best, and the fat of the pork is combined with the slight bitterness of the green peppers and the sweetness of the onions, and the symphony of food makes people feel brighter, and even the nasty green peppers can be mixed and matched.
The slight spicy feeling is just right, so that Sasashima Raiders, who are not very good at eating spicy, can't do it, but it is extraordinarily delicious, but unfortunately the assorted claypot rice has to be simmered for a while, and he can only take two sips of ice oolong tea.
"How?" Akemi Miyano said expectantly.
"Akemi-san, your skills are very good, and you can become a chef." Ritsu Sasashima politely put down his chopsticks and commented.
It would be nice if I could introduce her to Shifu Jingguang, and the two people who like to delve into cooking must be able to talk very well in this regard, and then they will be able to eat different innovative dishes.
"The chicken soup should be drunk while it is hot, I added bamboo shoots to it."
"No wonder the soup turns milky white."
Akemi Miyano was a little surprised, she smiled and said, "I didn't expect Nanase-kun to also have research on cooking?" ”
Sashima Ritsu was stunned for a moment, his expression was nothing, but his tone was a little helpless, and he said, "I have properly studied some cookbooks, but..."
"But it's a pity that I only have theoretical knowledge and no practical experience, and even the actual combat is to the extent of blowing up the kitchen?" The corners of Shiho's mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were full of cunning, but she did tell the truth.
Sashima wanted to defend himself, but he really couldn't eat it, so he had to take a sip of the chicken soup, the delicious and refreshing chicken soup mixed with the fragrance of bamboo shoots, the mellow taste makes people have an endless aftertaste between the lips and teeth, and it is not greasy at all.
The chicken is already stewed and crispy, with a little salt and pepper sticky, and it's the perfect combination.
The taste of the eel tamagoyaki is similar to that of an eel specialty restaurant I ate before, but Ms. Akemi's flavor is sweeter, probably because butter is added instead of olive oil.
"It's okay to make a mixed claypot, Nanase-kun, I'll serve you a bowl."
When Akemi Miyano lifts the wooden lid, a scent emanates from the inside of the pot, and at first glance you can't see rice, only a variety of ingredients stuffed to the brim.
Prawns, eel, scallops, abalone, chicken thighs, shiitake mushrooms and bracken are all ingredients that combine to make a claypot rice that is never delicious.
was about to reach out to take the ceramic bowl, but he felt a resentful gaze drifting from his right hand, and the corners of Sasashima Ritsu's mouth twitched, knowing that a certain sister was jealous.
"Akemi-san, I'll do it myself."
"I've already got it for you, you're welcome."
The point is not this, the point is that your sister is jealous, and the consequences are very serious. As we all know, girls with tsundere attributes are jealous of Mars hitting the earth, and sows can go up to the tree.
subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and those who didn't know thought he was hungry.
"Sister, I also want to eat a bowl, more than him!"
"Huh? Shiho, haven't you eaten yet? Akemi Miyano didn't notice her sister's abnormality at all, she tilted her head and looked at the pot worriedly and said, "I thought you wouldn't be able to eat it, and the rice was only cooked for one person." ”
Sasashima, who picked up the wooden spoon and was about to eat, froze in place for an instant, and did he eat or not eat the eel meat mixed with the rice in front of him?
Shiho Miyano gritted his teeth secretly, why does his sister treat him so well every time, obviously today's birthday star is me.
"Ahem, Miss Akemi, I've actually..."
"I'm full, let's keep the cake for the rest of my stomach!"
Hearing Shiho say this, Sasashima had no choice but to bury his head in the quiet cooking, I have to say that this assorted claypot rice tastes really good, different ingredients with rice with oil sauce, each bite is different, mixed together will not feel like a cross-flavor.
Today's Sasashima Ritsu definitely exceeded the dining task, and in order to free up more time for the sisters to talk about the current situation, he took the initiative to take care of the work of washing dishes and chopsticks.
After carefully washing everything, Ritsu Sasashima was about to dry his hands and take the cake out of the refrigerator, when he received a call from Gin.
"Macallan, where are you?"
There wasn't much noise around, and I didn't want to be driving, and if I listened closely, I could hear the subtle sound of the glass colliding.
Gin is in the research institute, no wonder he asks himself where he is.
Ritsu Sasashima gestured to the Miyano sisters sitting on the sofa with a "I'll go to the balcony to make a call", and hurried outside and said, "I'm outside, with Miyano." ”
Knowing that he is in the institute, there is no need to lie, otherwise the consequences will definitely be unimaginable.
With Shiho Miyano? Oh, it seems that today is indeed her birthday, and most likely she was taken to meet her sister who is useless to the organization in advance.
Gin's face was as usual, and he said slowly: "Well, I will arrange for people to go to the apartment, and when you get the ferry ticket, you will go directly to the pier." ”
"Isn't it tomorrow?"
"The trading hours have changed. If the people over there play tricks with you and kill them directly, there will be as many people at the grassroots level. ”
"Oh, what about Shiho Miyano?"
"I'll have someone guard the apartment and bring her back to the institute when you get back." Gin suddenly remembered something, and a faint sense of pleasure could be heard on the tail note: "The cat you raised, I will let people take care of it, rest assured to go on a travel mission." ”
“!”
He had actually entered his room.
Fortunately, there are no secrets in my room, so I have to be cautious at all times.
"Yes, Mr. Gin."
"Hung up."