I just want to live in peace, I refuse to fall in love

Chapter 141 Whether it’s white radish or carrot, it will turn into black radish

July NO.20, there are two days left before summer vacation, and today is Xiangzi’s birthday.

Xiangzi opened her eyes early in the morning, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The hands had just reached ten past six.The curtains were not opened, and the whole room was a little dark. Xiangzi sat up, looking past the kotatsu between the two of them, and looked at Shirakawa Kazuya over there. He hadn't gotten up yet, and was still breathing steadily. It seemed that he was Have sweet dreams.

This was the first time that she woke up earlier than Shirakawa Kazuya.

After neatly folding the bedding and putting it back in the closet, Xiangzi gently stood on tiptoes, stepped over Shirakawa Kazuya, came to the window and opened the curtains. The weather this morning was still rainy, so see you. to one o'clock the sun.

The typhoon made landfall last night, and looking at the situation today, this is just the beginning.

"A typical typhoon can last for five or six days." Xiangzi recalled what Shirakawa Kazuya said last night when he was sitting in the kotatsu and chatting with her.

Standing by the window and looking at the muddy, deserted streets outside for a while, Xiangzi gradually felt bored, yawned, and shifted her gaze from the window to Shirakawa Kazuya.

Think about what Onisang does when he gets up.
By the way, how about I try cooking?

Xiangzi thought that Shirakawa Kazuya usually got up early to make breakfast for himself, and today she would also make a loving breakfast for him.He will be very happy when he gets up.

【"Wow, Xiangzi, did you make this kind of food? You are so good, you must be a qualified wife in the future, and whoever can marry you home as a wife will be very happy!" After getting up, Shirakawa Kazuya, Surprised to see a table of delicious food. 】

["Oh, Onisan! I'm not that good either!"]

["Wow, what a delicious miso soup! Please, Xiangzi, please be my wife, I need a good wife like you!" Shirakawa Kazuya stretched out his arms and shouted to the sky. 】

["Well, Onisang actually wants his sister as his wife, what a pervert."]

[The two hug each other. 】

"Hehehe." Xiangzi imagined the scene later, scratched her head with her left hand, and smiled sheepishly.

"Cooking should be easy, right? After all, I see Ounisang looking very relaxed when cooking, so I must be fine too!"

Xiangzi made up her mind and stepped over Shirakawa Kazuya on tiptoes again, holding her breath so as not to wake him up.

Quietly coming to the kitchen, Xiangzi put on the apron that Shirakawa Kazuya usually wore, then ran to the bathroom mirror, turned her back to the mirror, and then turned her head hard to look at her back , two hands clumsily tied the two knots at the waist and below the neck.

"Okay, we're done, come on, Xiangzi!" She gestured with her fists in the mirror.

When she came to the kitchen, Xiangzi was a little confused. What should she make for breakfast?
Would fried eggs with toast be too simple and not reflect your own feelings?Xiangzi saw a book placed in the cabinet above the range hood, and stood up on tiptoes to take it out. The cover of the book was "Common Family Dishes."

I don’t know if there are any suitable dishes in this cookbook, let me take a look.Xiangzi opened the cookbook.

"Let me see, clam and radish soup? Wait, I think I heard Onisan talking about this before." Xiangzi recalled, remembering that Shirakawa Kazuya brought back some clams from the izakaya before, and there happened to be radishes at home.

Give this a try!It doesn't seem very difficult.

"Clam and radish soup, prepare [-] grams of clams." Xiangzi put the recipe on the table, then squatted down and took out a clam from the basin, weighing it in her hand.

"About fifty grams?" Xiangzi raised it in front of her and observed it, guessing the weight of a clam. "Forget it, let's just think about it this way, then just get eight clams. I'll see what the next step is." Xiangzi put the clam back into the water, stood up again, and studied the recipe.

"Peel the ginger and cut it into thin shreds." Xiangzi took out a piece of ginger from the bag, looked at the bumpy appearance on it, and pouted, "Why does it look ugly?"

Disgusted, she still carefully cleaned the dirty surface of the ginger, and then placed it on the cutting board.

"Huh." Xiangzi picked up the kitchen knife and slowly cut it on the piece of ginger.

"Ah!" Because the kitchen knife was not strong enough to cut the ginger, and its center of gravity was very tilted, it fell to the side with a thud, shocking Xiangzi.

"Wait, you should hold it with one hand and then cut it with the other hand. This is how the fish shop owner in the previous "Food Market Love Story" cut vegetables." Xiangzi thought of the TV series she was following. , thinking of the actions of the fish shop owner.

After readjusting his posture, he succeeded in cutting off a piece.

"Okay, the first step is successful!" Xiangzi cheered and took a deep breath to calm down.

"Da da da" Xiangzi gradually became more proficient in cutting vegetables, and soon cut a small half of a piece of ginger into slices of different thicknesses.

Xiangzi picked up a thin piece of ginger with satisfaction, held it in front of her eyes and examined it carefully, and then continued to study the next step of the recipe.

"Wait a minute." Xiangzi's movements suddenly froze in place, "Peel the ginger. I forgot to peel it!"

"Forget it, it's all washed anyway, so it's okay not to peel it. Maybe the epidermis contains other nutrients." She found a reason for herself and quickly convinced herself.

"Cut three hundred grams of white radish into small pieces, and cut the carrot into slices." Xiangzi followed the instructions of the recipe, took out the white radish and carrot in turn, and cut them into pieces and slices of different sizes, and placed them on the Cutting board corner.

"Want to fry it in oil?" Xiangzi bent down and found the bottle of oil.

"What kind of oil is it?" Xiangzi looked at the peanut oil, sesame oil and rapeseed oil in front of her and fell into deep thought.

"Forget it, they should all be about the same. Just order any one. Whoever the little cock clicks on will be that one." Xiangzi stretched out a white finger and swung back and forth between several bottles of oil, finally stopping at the bottle with peanut oil on the label. .

"Fry it in oil until it becomes slightly soft. How much oil should you pour in? Forget it, just pour in a little."

After Xiangzi thought for a while, she gave up and let the oil cover the bottom of the pot. She thought it was almost done. She turned the knob and an orange-blue flame appeared at the bottom of the pot.

After a while, when the oil in the pot started to bubble, Xiangzi poured all the carrot slices and diced white radish into it. Suddenly, there was a "sting" sound, and the oil spots in the pot began to splash outwards, which frightened Xiangzi. Three steps later, his body hit the wall behind him.

"It was so dangerous, I was almost disfigured."

Xiangzi looked solemn, and began to think about whether Shirakawa Kazuya would still like her after her disfigurement. Most likely not, books said that men like beautiful girls.Hey, Chinatsu and Chihaya are both good-looking sisters. Isn’t it possible that Onisan has already been seduced?
She was lost in thought for a while, and the expression on her face was sometimes happy, sometimes ashamed, sometimes angry, until her nose smelled a faint smell of paste.

"Oops, things are going to burn!" Xiangzi hurriedly turned off the fire. Whether it was white radish or carrot, all the white radish and carrot in the pot had now turned into black radish.

(End of this chapter)