The other head is still rushing back, and the meat of this head has been thawed and cut.

in the kitchenette of the office.

Mr. Hirata tried to mix it with his hands to make the starch stick to the freshly chopped meat filling, and in addition to that, there were also chopped tomatoes and cabbage on the side.

"Seasoning, seasoning...... it! Why so many? And it's all a little, a handful, a spoonful of these measure words. ”

He looked at the minced meat in the basin and the "How to Make Delicious Dumplings" on the mobile phone screen of the girl next to him with an embarrassed face, and scratched his skull with some annoyance, resulting in a touch of starchy white cloudiness on his hair.

Speaking of making Chinese food and making Western food, it seems that there is a big difference here, people's Western food is marked with a few grams of condiments, how to get to Chinese food, it is a little bit, a little loss, a little, a little and so on.

To be honest, you can't even subdivide a spoonful or half a spoonful, after all, the size of the spoon is different.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally tentatively sprinkled a few handfuls of condiments.

"Hirata, you want to die so much, don't you?"

Zhuda Caimeow looked at the large spoonful of salt he sprinkled and hurriedly added some soy sauce to it, probably wanting to dilute some salt.

Then stir desperately with chopsticks, and it can be regarded as dipping all the fillings inside and turning around.

"Speaking of which, what does soy sauce taste like?"

She was stunned for a moment and asked the man next to her.

"Salty."

Mr. President, who had finished mixing the minced meat, cabbage, and tomatoes, washed his hands and replied.

So, when Mr. Chihara returned to the office, all he saw was two sighing adults regretting the plate of stuffing in front of him who didn't know how to describe it, and at the same time feeling that if he was alone, he would have done better, and it was the household waste around him that was holding back.

In addition, there is a minor Mizukura Yuiko, who is amazed that adults can't cook like themselves.

"I'd love to know how you two are going to survive if one day you run away because your wages are too low." Mr. Chihara shook his head helplessly.

"Then I'll run with you!"

Zhuda Caimeow nodded, she didn't want to stay with the president who was not diligent.

"I mean, quit the voice actor world and run away to become the head of the financing section of the Central Bank of Tokyo, or run to the polls to become a parliamentarian, no matter how good the income is, it's a pity that Miss Zhuda's education can't be rubbed up."

The former is "Naoki Hanzawa", and the latter is "The King of the People", both of which are TV series that Mr. Chihara likes very much.

Not much.

He opened the refrigerator and stuffed the pieces of meat that he would use tomorrow into the refrigerator, after all, he didn't want to run out again tomorrow in this season.

The snacks have been placed on the couch, and they can pick and choose for themselves.

Two bottles of olive oil were placed on the shelf, and the dumpling wrappers were taken out of the bag and placed on the kitchen board in separate pieces.

In front of a pot of mysterious stuffing that I don't know how to describe, I can only try to save it with cooking wine, and it's a big deal to fry garlic and ginger juice over the flavor.

"I thought that Miss Caimeow could reassure me more or less in cooking, but I didn't expect your skill level to be the same level as Hirata, who was alone and didn't marry a wife, I doubt that you and your future husband can live happily after marriage?"

"Will it be because someone comes home from work every day and throws off his bag and lies on the sofa to watch the TV series of Janis handsome guys, so that the man can only serve you diligently and quarrel, resulting in a tragic end in the marriage?"

Mr. Chihara's conjecture was obviously a bit excessive, and after saying that, it made a certain young sister blush.

She immediately retorted: "Don't spread rumors! This time it was because this guy did a favor to make it look like this, how could such an accident happen under normal circumstances! ”

The older girl snorted twice: "How can I say that I am also the one who got an A in the houseeconomics class, it's really not so bad, these things are all because this guy wants to add everything he sees." ”

"Whatever 'leek meat filling can be mixed, tomato meat filling must be more delicious' indiscriminately ......"

"Didn't you stop his stupidity, then?" The boy shook his head helplessly.

"Well, that, I'm curious about what it tastes like......" Rainbow meow muttered.

"Huh?"

Mr. Chihara quietly asserted, "Both of you are not in your right minds. ”

He lowered his head and glanced at the already heated oil pot, ready to mix garlic and ginger juice, but in order to avoid the two idiots next to him from making a mess for himself, he kicked out of the kitchen by himself.

Obviously, making dumplings is such a leisurely thing, the lazy dog orders the meat filling to chop, or even the meat grinder to chop it, pinch the dumpling skin in his hand, take the chopsticks and stuff it and fold it lightly a few times to finish, and then you can pinch it into wontons, but why is it like this now?

Mr. Chihara sighed helplessly in the face of the rattling oil pot.

Turning around, Ken Hirata, who had just been smiling respectfully, touched his still painful buttocks and pouted.

What's so remarkable, isn't it just a few dishes? Kick so hard that I'll grab your food later.

Then he glanced at Zhuda Caimeow, who seemed to be nothing, and she actually patted her ass and sat back on the sofa with a bag and picked up snacks.

It looks like someone is just being particularly themselves.

So he happily hummed a song, and the friendship between men lies in differentiation.

Because he knew he was the special one.

It's a pity that the email hasn't come after waiting for a morning.,Mr. President, who returned to the computer, smiled bitterly.,Knock on the phone and send a text message to last night's wine and meat friends.。

Then I went back to the online game that I hung up for half an hour, and the keyboard and mouse crackled with both hands, which made the two little girls on the sofa frown.

Fortunately, the lonely Mr. Chihara was finally helped, and the youngest Mizukura Yui still retains the innocence and kindness that belongs to the child, although he doesn't know how to cook, and he hasn't learned too much in housekeeping classes, but he can still make a dumpling with his hands.

Looking at the results in front of him, he banged on the heads of two adults with mouths full of accusations.

"What do you two do but eat, drink, and be merry? Can you have a little bit of interest and learn about Mizukura-san......"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, if you don't eat it, it's going to be cold." Mr. Hirata forcibly swallowed and waved his hand, "I'm going to be eaten in a few more moments." ”

"Two pigs!"

Mr. Chihara glared at him hatefully, one by one.

He turned his head to look at the satisfied little classmate again, and asked softly, "Mizukura, how does it taste?" ”

"Very nice! It's better than the outside! ”

"After all, it's so troublesome, and if it's not delicious, I'm sorry for the hard work of the contemptible people." He sighed softly.

Looking at the sad face of the boy next door, his appetite did not decrease but increased, and he sandwiched a few dumplings mixed with leeks, cabbage and tomato filling on the plate, as if he was dipping the dish with the pain of others, which was really punishable.

"You're happy to see me uncomfortable, aren't you?" Mr. Chihara couldn't help but give her a blank look.

"If you are uncomfortable, eat more, and when you are full, you will not feel uncomfortable." The girl smiled and put dumplings on his plate, leeks, cabbage, and tomatoes, and gave them to him.

"It doesn't take that much, I'm already feeling a slight anorexia."

Mr. Chihara was depressed and picked up the tomato-stuffed dumplings with chopsticks, but the crust was too soft, and the chopsticks burst when they poked, and the bright red tomato juice wrapped in minced meat and cabbage slices flowed out, spreading on the white and beautiful plate, just like his muddy mood at the moment.

"Speaking of which, how is your character?" Chihara looked up curiously and asked.

"Which one?"

"Just the supporting character in 'The Guilty Crown.'" He reminded,"Is there that kind of particularly adult-oriented picture in that one?,Even if it's a side ball.,I recently finished the class and wanted to chase after it.,The prayer sister in the PV trailer is quite beautiful.,Especially the clothes you wear are amazing.,I like this sister a lot......"

Hearing this, Zhuda Caimeow couldn't help but tease: "Huh? H – You've finally exposed teenage fetishes. ”

As she spoke, she bit open a cabbage-filled dumpling, which burned her mouth and inhaled repeatedly.

Of course, Mr. Chihara was dismissive of her remarks.

"Again, I'm not interested in real women, I'm just curious about cartoons."

Mr. Chihara used chopsticks to stir aimlessly around the dumplings that were not left, and he didn't take much care of the clip, and just picked it up and fell back into the bowl, repeatedly, and couldn't eat a bite for a long time.

"Hey, it's strange that this thing came too suddenly, and I felt that this character was a thief poking XP." He sighed to himself.

Zhuda Caimeow thought for a while, and said: "Then please work hard to get a good role, preferably the male protagonist, and you will be able to get close to it when the time comes...... Oh yes, it's useless for you to try. ”

The person in front of me has recently been idle and has changed from an animated passer-by character to a real nanny.

She shook her head and glanced back at Mr. President, who was back at the work desk with a plate, and saw him staring at the computer screen while eating dumplings while fighting the boss, and couldn't help but remind:

"Has the email arrived?"

"Wait a minute, I'll see......"

I remembered after being shouted.,Mr. Hirata lowered his head and bit a piece from the plate with his mouth and slowly swallowed it into his mouth.,Consciously move the game character to the corner of the scene.,Shortcut key win+D switch to the desktop.,Click on the browser.。

He rubbed his eyes in surprise as he looked at the red message he had sent twelve minutes ago.

"Hey! Primordial treasure, you've won! ”