The fake zombie queen of the net king

Chapter 38

"Wow, ramen? Qingyu, do you know how to ramen?" Moxiang looked at Qingyu in surprise. Ramen is skilled, not everyone can do it.

"Well, I just learned it." Qingyu replied without raising her head, still kneading the dough seriously.

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at the girl who was kneading dough seriously, and remembered what Masa Meme had said, the reason she was unwilling to approach the tennis club was because people in the tennis club would not trust people who were not insiders. People in the tennis club won't believe her when people from the support team make trouble.

And she, Tezuka Kunimitsu, believed that it didn't matter to her whether they believed her or not, because she never believed them.However, what Tingmuya meant was that she didn't want to cause trouble and hated trouble, not that she was afraid of trouble or anything.

Moreover, when the people in the tennis club used to eat together, they saw that she cooked Chinese food.I've never seen her cook Japanese food. Could it be that she can't do it?Still don't want to do it?So this time the ramen is also Chinese cuisine?

"Just learned?" Moxiang's voice came, interrupting Tezuka Kunimitsu's thoughts.

"Ah." Qingyu replied lightly, then picked up the dough and began to pull the noodles.

Ramen is actually a skill similar to stretching dough, right?Anyway, Qingyu began to slowly stretch the noodles, stretching the dough slowly, and felt that the dough reached the limit, then closed the two ends, and then continued to stretch the noodles.

Stretching the noodles while shaking them, Qingyu's arm strength is very strong, so she doesn't feel tired at all when she pulls the noodles like this.Qingyu remembers that if the ramen technique is done well, the noodles will be very chewy.

Both Tezuka Kunimitsu and Moxiang looked at Qingyu's technique in surprise, they had never seen that kind of live ramen performance.Needless to say, Moxiang, the eldest lady of this big family would never have seen such a technique. For Japanese nobles, ramen should be a common food, right?

As for Tezuka Kunimitsu, although he said that he had eaten ramen, he had never actually seen what it looked like when he had ramen.Although his family is not very big, but as the heir of the police family, his grandfather is a family member who retired from the police station. He has never seen a ramen performance—of course, it is a live performance.

"It's amazing, Qingyu is so amazing." Mo Xiang looked at Qingyu adoringly, watching the dough in Qingyu's hands gradually turning into noodles, very surprised.

Finally, with a shake of Qingyu's hand, the noodles, which were not much thicker than instant noodles, took shape, and Qingyu shook the noodles and started to get down.The bones in the chicken bone soup have been picked out by Qing Yu, a large pot of chicken bone soup, plus a pot of noodles, Qing Yu frowned.She is like this, it seems that every time she either cooks more food or cooks less food.

Looking at Moxiang and Tezuka Kunimitsu next to him, Qingyu rubbed his forehead. "Tezuka-san, I have made a lot of ramen, why don't you ask everyone from the tennis club to come together?" She looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu and asked.

Although she said that she was not very willing to contact the tennis club, she still didn't want to deliberately stay away.Whatever happens, it should be better to let nature take its course.

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at her in surprise, even though his eyes were blocked by glasses, he was still very surprised.This is the first time that Qingyu has asked someone from the tennis club to come to her. After all, it was the tennis club who came to her by themselves in the past.

"What's the matter? Did you interrupt your practice?" Looking at the time, it was already the end of the last get out of class in the afternoon, and it was time for school to be over in a while, and it was also time for all the work.

"Ah, no." Tezuka Kunimitsu said calmly.

"So, can you ask the tennis club to have noodles together?" Qing Yu looked at him and asked.

"Okay." Tezuka Kunimitsu said lightly, no one knew what emotions were hidden behind the glasses under the facial paralysis.

"I'll call someone from the tennis club." Mo Xiang volunteered and ran out.Qing Yu looked at it, but didn't say anything.But while watching the noodles being cooked, Qingyu was bored and started to make pancakes, or pancakes?

Stack the dough over and over again and then roll it flat with a rolling pin, repeat over and over again, and then sprinkle minced meat, green onion, etc. on the surface, as well as sesame seeds or something.Then, put it in the oven and start roasting.

Looking at the ingredients next to him, Qingyu couldn't rest at all.For this person, she finally found something more serious than painting.Anyway, looking at the nearby ingredients, if she didn't make them, she would be really uncomfortable.

Tezuka Kunimitsu just watched her busy, and occasionally handed her some things, watching delicious dishes emerge from her hands.Of course, Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't know what those dishes were, but they should all be Chinese dishes.

Qingyu wanted to cook some Sichuan or Hunan dishes, because Fujisuke likes spicy food, but there is no chili here, so she gave up.

When everyone in the tennis club followed Moxiang to the home economics classroom, the students in Group A of the third year were already dumbfounded.Looking at the long table behind the blouse that Qing Yujiang was serving delicious food one after another, while they were still carefully making some snacks, they were all ashamed of themselves.Classmate Qingyu, who usually doesn't have a strong sense of presence, is so powerful.

And many boys looked at Qingyu bravely, how lucky it is for such a virtuous girl to marry home.It is worth mentioning that among the standards for marrying a wife in Japan, cooking skills seem to be very important.

The hot ramen, the delicious dishes on the table, and the flourishing pancakes make the people in the three-year group A daunted, okay?

And everyone in the tennis club was very amazed that they could finally eat Qingyu's food with their big stomachs open.

Fuji looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu who was standing next to Qingyu, his ice blue eyes flashed, and then he returned to smiling and saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes.Tezuka, it's rare to see a girl so close.

"Qingyu——" As soon as Kikumaru saw Qingyu, he immediately rushed up to hug her, and didn't see the ugly faces of some people.

Rubbing against Qingyu's soft and fragrant body, Kikumaru looked at Qingyu with a happy smile and said, "Qingyu, I haven't seen you since I went to see our game last time. Miss you."

It's so amazing. Since the last match, even in the same school and the same class as Tezuka Kunimitsu, it's amazing that other people in the tennis club have never seen Qingyu at all.

I don't know if her sense of presence is really weak or she did it on purpose, anyway, everyone in the tennis club hasn't seen Qingyu for a long time.

"Really?" Qingyu said lightly, "I invite you to come, I plan to invite you to taste the ramen I made together." Qingyu said lightly, and then pointed to a lot of ramen and noodles she made. ...a large table of Chinese food.

(End of this chapter)