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

Chapter 144 It would be good to find a boyfriend who can cook
This is hell.

A tear fell out.

Shirakawa Kazuya quickly turned to look out the window, and at the same time secretly spit the spoonful of soup into his sleeves, laughing loudly, "The weather is really nice today!"

"Onisan, it's raining outside now." Xiangzi reminded weakly.

"Yawn, you're right. It's better to go back and take a nap in this weather!"

Shirakawa Kazuya stretched and naturally wiped away the tears that spontaneously ran out of the corner of his eyes because he tasted the strange-tasting soup.

"Onisan, it seems you don't need to give an evaluation. I already know that I did a very poor job."

Xiangzi lowered her head and finally made breakfast. She wanted to impress Onisan, but she ended up messing everything up because she was too stupid!
Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Shirakawa Kazuya hurriedly touched his head and said comfortingly, "How is it possible, Xiangzi! The taste of this soup, the taste of this soup! It's very strange, it gave me So many new inspirations for cooking!”

Xiangzi looked up at him, a little doubtful, "Is it true? Such a bad soup should be thrown into the trash can."

"No, no, no, Xiangzi, listen to me, I really got a lot of inspiration from your soup!" Shirakawa Kazuya raised his palm and raised a finger.

"First, the sediment floating in the soup reminds me that no matter what dishes I make, I must carefully clean the ingredients, keep them clean and tidy, and pay attention to the hygiene of the dishes!"

Xiangzi was still a little doubtful, so Shirakawa Kazuya could only raise a second finger and continued to make up the story.

"Second, there are some radish slices of different shapes and sizes left on the chopping board, right? Although this is the result of your lack of proficiency in knife skills, it is a great inspiration to me! It makes me think about what to do in the future In the dishes, the same ingredients can be processed differently to make them into various shapes, making the appearance better and more attractive, so that guests will fall in love with it at first sight!"

Xiangzi was a little moved, and her depressed little face regained a little motivation. Her eyes were staring at Shirakawa Kazuya, and he could only continue to hold up the third finger.

"Third, did you confuse the salt with the sugar? Although the sugar tastes very strange in this soup, it gave me a lot of inspiration! I can also try to add it when cooking other dishes in the future. Adding some sugar might have a better effect."

Xiangzi returned to her cheerful look at this moment, but this was not because she was convinced by Shirakawa Kazuya and felt that what she cooked was a very good dish.It's because she knows that even if she fails, Shirakawa Kazuya will firmly support her and comfort herself conscientiously.

"Onisan, thank you! Thank you for comforting me like this. I'm very happy!" Xiangzi jumped up and hung on Shirakawa Kazuya's body, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and refusing to let go.

"Okay, okay, I'm very happy that you have such intention. Go out and rest, I'll make breakfast." Shirakawa Kazuya rubbed her head, smiled and walked out, bent down and put the hanging The incense on her body was placed on the sofa.

"Okay, I'll wait." Xiangzi sat on the sofa a little guilty, touched a magazine and started reading.

Shirakawa Kazuya turned around and walked into the kitchen, poured the soup from the pot directly into the sink, and took a brush to scrub everything inside and out. After using water and detergent to clean the sink and pot, Shirakawa Kazuya breathed a sigh of relief, took out a few eggs, and started preparing breakfast.Crack the egg shell and move it with both hands. A perfect circle appears in the pot. The hot oil splashes slightly, but it is all blocked by Shirakawa Kazuya's apron. While adding eggs to the pot, he is thinking about Nagata Chinatsu. Haven't you gotten up yet?

How about making more and sending one to her?

He rubbed his hand on his apron and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The message bar on it was empty, without any messages.After taking a look, he put the phone back into his pocket, took out a few slices of toast from the bag and put them on the plate for later use.

Holding the pan and tilting it slightly, a few fried eggs that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside slipped into the plate. There was still some oil left in the pan. He put the toast slices in, and a "Zi La" came out from the side that touched it. Zila" sound.

Shirakawa Kazuya thought for a moment, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to Nagata Chinatsu, asking her if she had breakfast and if she wanted to bring her one.

As an experienced chef, he is proficient at double-tasking. While staring at the phone screen waiting for Nagata Chinatsu's reply, he turned the bread just in time when it was fried just right.

After putting all the slices of bread on the plate, the sent message became [read], and Nagata Chinatsu replied.

"No, I already had some bread this morning. Thank you, Kazuya."

After seeing this news, Shirakawa Kazuya felt relieved. Just eat it. It seems that Chinatsu's illness should be cured soon. Let's find time to see her again today!
He put away his phone, carried the plate out of the kitchen, smiled at Xiangzi, "Xiangzi, come over and eat quickly!"

Xiangzi was staring at the magazine intently. After hearing Shirakawa Kazuya's voice, she jumped off the sofa and ran to the table to sit down. "I'm going to starve to death. It seems that cooking is not a good thing for me." It’s still a little too difficult to say.”

"It's okay, just take your time. No one can do the best in one try. Let's try a few more times and we will definitely succeed." Shirakawa Kazuya took a bite of the crispy toast and comforted Xiangzi.

"Yes, you can teach me next time, Onisan. I will stand by and watch you while you are cooking, to observe the chef's techniques!" Xiangzi put a piece of fried egg into Shirakawa Kazuya's bowl, and then gave it to Kazuya Shirakawa. I took a slice myself.

"Okay, it's a good thing to want to learn to cook. There are many young people nowadays who are not very good at it. Learning it is considered a skill. At least you won't starve to death when you are alone."

Shirakawa Kazuya also supported her idea. No matter how high-end and exquisite the cooking was, he felt that it was still necessary to master some basic cooking methods.

"There is another possibility. Even though I don't know how to cook, I have found a husband who is good at cooking. That should be fine, right?" Xiangzi smiled and kept staring at the fried eggs on the plate without daring to look up at Shirakawa. And also.

"Well, that's a way. Why do you say this all of a sudden? Does Xiangzi have someone she likes in school?"

Although Shirakawa Kazuya is not a parent, he feels that as Xiangzi's brother, he still needs to care about this matter.

(End of this chapter)