Kiyomi Ruri drank a bowl of porridge at noon, a sixteen-year-old girl really couldn't accept that she had a small belly, and she was ready to fight for her life to lose the extra four and a half pounds, otherwise she wouldn't look good in beautiful clothes.

After lunch, Kako Kiyomi goes out, she is the president of the mother's association, and she will continue to prepare for the "Hanami Day Festival", while Kiyomi Ruri takes her schoolbag to the Nanahara samurai family for tutoring.

Qiyuan Wu is not at home, his flat cart is not there, it seems that he went out to set up a stall after lunch, during this time he has been operating intermittently, and he has free time for an hour or two.

Kiyomi Ruri didn't care.,I opened the door and went in.,After doing the housework, I took out my textbook in the living room and started self-tuition.,And it's on probation.,The next time you fail the exam, you're going to jail.,This time she's full of motivation.,Even if you see your scalp numb, you have to grit your teeth and look hard.,Swear to die to get to the sixth from the bottom.。

I don't know how long later, she suddenly heard the door ringing, and her heart was excited, so she quickly straightened up and sat upright, wiped her mouth casually, and made sure that she didn't drool, and then looked at the past, and found that Qiyuan Wu had already collected the stall and was humming a song carrying a large thermostatic fresh-keeping box at the door to take off his shoes.

Nanahara Wu entered the living room, saw that she was studying "hard", smiled and nodded and said "very good" twice, quite the demeanor of a gold medal tutor, and then left her alone, went directly into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and began to toss.

Eh, what is this guy doing?

Kiyomi Ruri took the textbook to the kitchen door to watch with curiosity, and found that Nanahara Takeshi was restocking the refrigerator, he didn't know where to get a lot of fat and thin pork, as well as some white pig's trotters, strange-shaped pig liver, pig intestines, pig lungs, etc., were packed in categories and stacked in the refrigerator.

She was taken aback when she saw it: "What are you buying these things for?" ”

In her long life at the age of sixteen, in addition to normal pork, it was the first time she had seen someone toss pig's trotters and pig offal at home, and she couldn't understand it for a while.

Nanahara Takeshi doesn't care, he said that he basically doesn't eat pig's trotters, and he rarely eats pig offal, only on the side of Kyushu Island near China, there is a large intestine hot pot, and a small number of curious people barely eat a little, and this is Hokkaido's Hirarano Rahano, one east and one west are too far apart, and Kiyomi Liuli has never seen or eaten, which is normal.

Of course, this is still the pot of the "meat ban", and even the pigs have been extinct several times, and you expect it to develop a way to eat pig's trotters and pig offal, which is unrealistic, so for pig's trotters, I can't do it at all, let alone eat it.

In addition, pig heads, sheep's heads, sheep's trotters, chicken feet, duck necks are the same, these ingredients are super cheap in the nineties, just like picking up for nothing, Qiyuan Wu met an old man who ran a slaughtering business when he set up a stall before, and the two sides talked very happily, the old man took his big liar as the first confidant in life, and he also ordered a batch of goods from the old man.

And the old man is also real, one out of a hundred pigs, giving all the first-class goods, and asking the staff to help him do the pretreatment, so that he is not satisfied.

At this time, Kiyomi Ruri asked, Nanahara Takeshi held a white and tender pig's front hoof, and said affectionately: "Of course it's for eating, this is the first delicacy in the world." ”

"This is the best taste in the world?" Kiyomi Ruri felt terrible when she looked at the hideous appearance of the pig's trotters, and she couldn't believe that this thing could be associated with deliciousness.

"For me, it's the best taste in the world." Qiyuan Wu picked out a few pig's trotters and put them aside, and said happily, "I'll eat pig's trotters tonight, and you've also studied all afternoon, so you shouldn't be energetic, right?" It's just a combination of work and rest, and come to give me a hand. ”

Kiyomi Ruri slept...... cough, I studied for an afternoon, in fact, I was very energetic, and I could continue to learn, but the boss called to work, and I was embarrassed to say no, so I could only be assigned by Nanahara Takeshi to further deal with the pig's trotters, learn how to cut the flower knife, and it only took more than forty minutes, and a pot of pig's trotters that had been boiled under high pressure was placed on the small square table.

This is not a particular dish, and Nanahara Takeshi doesn't use chopsticks, so he starts directly, picks up a crispy wine-red soft boneless pig's trotter and takes a bite lightly, with an aftertaste on his expression, and sighs: "It's still the same taste as before." ”

Kiyomi Ruri was losing weight, and there was only a bowl of rice with a little soy sauce in front of him, and he was secretly glad that Takeshi Nanahara didn't make a good meal today, so he didn't have to suffer, but after listening to his words, he asked a little strangely: "I used to eat this kind of ...... Pig's feet? ”

"I don't eat it often, how can I have the current conditions at that time." Nanahara Takeshi nibbled on a mouthful of pig's trotters again, and enjoyed, "At that time, it would be good to be full, every day is either jade white jade soup or jade black jade soup, and occasionally you can find a piece of fat slices to be happy all day, if you want to eat pig's trotters, you must have a big happy event during the New Year's Festival, it is a real hard dish, so this dish is called hard stewed pig's trotters." ”

The origin of this name is that the circus has pig's trotters to gnaw today, and everyone will inevitably run to tell each other "There are hard dishes today, stewed pig's trotters, keep the stomach", and then it was simplified when it was said, and it became the "hard stewed pig's trotters today" with eyebrows flying, so the name is really the childhood memories of Takeshi Nanahara.

And because everyone in the circus is afraid that they will eat less, they resolutely refuse to chop the pig's trotters to make a big pot of rice, so the pig's trotters are just a surface cutting knife, making it easier to rot, and the whole is still bone-in, and it is really hard when the bone is gnawed at the end.

Nanahara Takeshi is a hard translation of the name of the dish, Kiyomi Ruri didn't understand it too much, but she didn't like this dish and didn't care much, so she asked curiously: "What are the jade white jade soup and the jade ink jade soup?" ”

These two dishes sound cute, maybe delicious, and you might be able to try them when you're done losing weight.

Nanahara Takeshi smiled with a smile: "It's cabbage stewed tofu and cabbage stewed kelp, bland and tasteless, unpalatable, at that time, the cook was often secretly kicked when he went to the toilet in the middle of the night, just because he made these two dishes too many times." ”

Kiyomi Ruri's interest disappeared, it turned out that these two dishes had good names, but they weren't delicious at all, so he lowered his head and continued to pick up his soy sauce rice.

Nanahara Takeshi looked at her strangely, picked a crispy pig's trotter with chopsticks and put it on a small plate and pushed it in front of her, and said with a smile: "Why don't you eat it?" Is it fear? It's also pork in nature, nothing to be afraid of, be brave enough to try something new. ”

The oily burgundy pig's trotters were added with rock sugar, and then fried star anise, cinnamon, Sichuan pepper and a small amount of bright red dried chili peppers.

She smelled very fragrant when she came out of the pot before, and she was not afraid for a long time, but she was very curious about what it felt like to eat it, but ......

She swallowed her saliva secretly, lowered her head and said lightly: "Thank you, no need, I don't want to eat, and I also advise you to eat less, you overeat all day long, and you have to eat large pieces of meat, I am afraid that you will die early if you have high blood cholesterol in the future." ”

Qiyuan Wu looked at the expression on her face, suddenly realized, didn't persuade him, and directly shook his head and smiled: "You are really a bad guy, this is all carefully selected front hooves, if I got such a pot before, I would have gone crazy for a long time." ”

Cut, do you think I'm your kind of unproductive guy?

Overeating is not a good end, or it is safer to eat white rice, at least not to grow meat.

Kiyomi Ruri was unmoved, and ate the rice with chopsticks in small bites, so elegant that she was terribly elegant, and Nanahara Takeshi gnawed on the pig's trotters opposite her, and sucked her fingers without politeness at all, and ate a whole whole in three or five bites, with a very enjoyable expression, and then the oven timer rang, and he went to the oven to get something with great interest.

Kiyomi Ruri hurriedly looked at the pig's trotters and took two mouthfuls of rice, smelling more fragrant, glanced at the kitchen, and saw that Nanahara Takeshi didn't come out for a while, and hesitated: "If it's just to taste the taste...... Isn't it a lack of self-control? No, you have to be persistent in everything you do, and you can't indulge yourself too much......"

As she spoke, her hand had an idea of its own, and she picked up the spoon and scraped a little of the soup from the plate to her mouth. The mouth suddenly had its own thoughts, and I didn't want to listen to my brain at all, so I stretched out my tongue and tasted it, only to feel that the fat fragrance was so strong and domineering, and in an instant my stomach also had its own thoughts, cooing, protesting loudly, and feeling even more hungry.

She quickly took two more bites of rice, tilted her head to look at the kitchen, listened to it again, and found that Nanahara Takeshi was still humming a song to take something from the oven, and then glanced at the wine-red and crispy fat pig's trotters, shook again, and hesitated in a low voice: "That guy likes to eat so much, maybe it's really a little delicious, huh...... I'm a little curious, if I taste it, it won't affect my figure...... Right? It's just a little curious, anyway, I've tasted the soup, and if I eat a small bite of meat......"

Well, yes, I only drank a bowl of porridge at noon, and now I eat a bite of meat just for balanced nutrition, and it should be fine.

She carefully stretched out her chopsticks, sticking to the edge and not touching other places, wanting to tear off a piece of meat to taste it, but this pig's trotter has long been stewed and deboned, and her hand doesn't want to listen to the central command today.

She was startled, but she didn't dare to put it back, it was too rude, and she was worried that Nanahara Takeshi would just come out and see her laughing, so she hurriedly filled it into her mouth, and then tears almost flowed out.

The pork trotters are crispy and sticky to the mouth, slightly sweet and slightly spicy, arousing people's appetite, and they can't let people pick it up and gnaw it, but it melts in the mouth, and they can't control it when they sip it slightly, leaving only the residual fragrance in their mouths, and they can't even taste good.

Bastard, that kid is really not human, everything is delicious.

Life is too difficult, and he has to lose weight, and he cooks such delicious food, what should he do?

It's a pity that I didn't eat it without dipping it in the soup, so maybe it tastes better with the soup......

It took her life to suppress the rebellion of the little hand, and to control it from the second chopstick, and at this time, Nanahara Takeshi came out, holding a plate full of burnt somen baked noodles, sat down and spread out a sheet in front of her, and began to put the rotten but not scattered, extremely fragrant pig's trotters.

Kiyomi Ruri forcibly swallowed her saliva, and asked depressedly, "What are you doing here?" ”

This guy also has to disassemble the pig's trotters, and when the heat comes out, it will be more fragrant, and the meat still looks so tender, obviously it looks so ugly but it looks delicious......

Why are you taking it apart, can't you put it in your mouth by yourself if you stay away from me?

"Roast pig's trotters are eaten like this." Nanahara Takeshi concentrated on arranging the meat, stuffed the somen baked cake into his mouth, took a hard bite, and sighed, "I rolled the cake like this back then, I couldn't eat enough of it, it was really fragrant." ”

Kiyomi Ruri looked at the somen baked cake with a little sesame on her small face, then at the slightly transparent soup that Nanahara Takeshi had rolled up, and then looked down at her soy sauce rice, so she could only swallow her saliva again and continue to eat the rice grains - the rice was also delicious, but ...... Surely it tastes better when you pour it over the soup, right?

Damn, I shouldn't have had dinner here, but go home and eat my mother's cooking...... If you want to lose weight, you have to eat some good rice, you can't eat without being full, okay?

She picked a few rice grains depressedly, and when she looked up, she felt even more uncomfortable, Nanahara Takeshi also dared to eat it with a roasted cake rolled in the soup, and the oil was so fragrant.

She hurriedly lowered her head and took a big bite of rice, then looked up at Qiyuan Wu, and then lowered her head to eat a mouthful of rice, and suddenly thought that Qiyuan Wu was a dragon liver and phoenix marrow, bear paw monkey brain, she was taking Qiyuan Wu's peerless immortal gizzard to eat.

But when she looked up again, she found that Nanahara Takeshi reached out and dragged away the pig's trotter plate in front of her, and subconsciously grabbed it, and said hurriedly: "What are you doing, don't you still have a lot?" ”

Nanahara Wu said strangely: "If you don't eat it, of course I want to eat it!" ”

There's nothing wrong with this, but Kiyomi Ruri is still reluctant, dragging the plate and not wanting to let go, can't you eat it and put it in front of you to smell it?

"Give it to me, what are you doing? If you don't eat it yourself, don't you allow others to eat it? "Takeshi Nanahara holds the roll cake in his left hand and pulls the plate vigorously with his right hand.

Kiyomi Ruri let go depressedly, and Nanahara Takera was not in a hurry to eat in the past, so he put it in front of him and prepared, and continued to eat his own fat pig's trotter roll plain noodle baked cake, and praised it vigorously: "Fragrant, it's really fragrant, fat but not greasy is pig's trotters, or thousands of super front hooves, tendons and meaty, plus ten points, it's really fragrant and wonderful, the best in the world!" ”

After speaking, he spread out another baked cake, ready to roll the one with Kiyomi Ruri, and said with a smile in his mouth, "Eat another one, the more you eat, the more fragrant it is." ”

Kiyomi Ruri has been staring at the pig's trotters in a daze, seeing that he is about to die under the hands of Nanahara Takeshi, saliva is secreted wildly, and his little heart is constricted, and in the end he can't bear it anymore, not only his hands, mouth, and stomach are going to revolt, but his brain is the first to take the lead in rebellion, and he grabbed the plate and grabbed the pig's trotters with grief and bit down hard, and tears came out in an instant.

You bastard, people have to be so greedy if they want to lose weight!

No matter, it's fat to death!

(End of chapter)