My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Hideji Kitahara is preparing the ingredients with a kitchen knife, while Natsuhisa is copying homework from each other. The division of labor and cooperation wants to finish quickly so that he can go to play early, while the snow is eating a pencil and thinking about these words-all these words are recognized, but What does it mean to be together? Why are there frequent outbreaks? Does it mean an uprising? I was not born at that time, so why do you ask me? Is the teacher stupid?

She ate half a pencil and swiped a big pen: They are hungry and want to eat, so they are angry!

She thinks the answer is reliable. People must be very angry when they are hungry, so they fight in groups! She raised her head to Kitahara Xiuji and asked, "Xiuji, when shall we eat?"

Hideji Kitahara cut off the fish and almost cut off three of his own fingers. You just ate six boiled taro and remembered dinner? Where did the six taro go?

Before he answered, there was a weak cry from the door: "Xiuji, save me..."

Kitahara Hideji looked up and found that Suzuki Noki was standing by the door with a sad expression, her face pale as if she was about to hang up.

He asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?" This product is coming again?

Suzuki Noki came in slowly, carrying a box of snacks, and sitting directly in front of the kitchen counter, and said sadly: "I haven't eaten properly for many days, and you don't care about me...Is it yours if I die? Heart?"

"You can't afford to eat, right?" Kitahara sighed and couldn't bear it. It's none of my business if you die! Why should I manage?

Suzuki Noki also sighed: "I can't eat anything, and I always feel uncomfortable. I fainted a few days ago and I have been taking nutrition injections to relieve myself. Kindhearted people, make me something to eat!"

Hideji Kitahara sighed again, Yoko was kidnapped, Suzuki Noki didn't let go of the fart, and went out of the car to help rescue the person again. Although Yoko still left, there was no doubt that she had worked hard, and she didn't ask for it afterwards. It was really not a good idea to refuse with a cold face if she wanted to come for a meal.

He asked seriously: "Suzuki-san, are you sure that you will not cause trouble when you come and go now?"

Suzuki Noki lay down on the kitchen counter and said pitifully, "No, my father spent a lot of effort last time before he pressed it down silently. He couldn't stand it again. There are no people who are coming in and out, even tracking people. I want to come to the other party for at least a few months!"

"Then stay for dinner, I'll do it." Kitahara Shuji turned to open the refrigerator, and Xueli came over curiously, looking at the box of dim sum and asked: "Is this for Xiuji?"

Although Suzuki Noki was pretending to be a bitter woman, Xueli was very hearted. He didn't see the sick cat in his eyes, and didn't care at all. He just saw a snack and felt very itchy in his heart.

Suzuki Noki looked at her and said with a smile, "No, it's for your sister. I heard that she is sick. As her good friend, I will definitely come to see her. When I am full, I will go up to express my condolences. one time."

Xueli scratched her head and said cheerfully: "You are pretty good!" She ran back from school today to see Dongmei. After trying her breath and feeling it, she judged that her sister should not be sick. This I feel a lot easier now.

But Xiuji Kitahara turned his head and took the box of snacks away, and said directly: "I'll pass it to her later, you are not in good health, don't visit the disease and you have been infected, just do it if you want to."

Condolences to a ghost, do you want to go up and take the opportunity to kill the little carrot head, right?

He said to Xueli again: "Xueli, go do your homework." Xueli has a simple temperament, so I don't want to get together with Suzuki Noki, so as not to lose school.

Xueli lowered his head and went back, and Nozomi Suzuki glanced at her and smiled at Hideji Kitahara: "Sukiyuki doesn't need to do homework, she just needs to focus on the future direction of development. Now, this kind of exam-oriented education is for training coolies, so why waste her time because of this."

Kitahara Hideji casually said: "When a student is to do homework, it has nothing to do with anything else." He replied in his mouth and got busy with his hands. As a "generation of celebrity chef", getting a daily dinner is just a matter of hand. Soon the strong fragrance spread, and the snow couldn't sit still, and began to writhe there, sighing, "It smells so good!"

Suzuki Noki also leaned on the kitchen counter curiously and asked, "Shuji, what kind of oil is this?"

"Lard." Kitahara Hideji responded, glanced at her and asked with a smile: "Do you mind?"

"Don't mind!" Suzuki Noki made a special trip to eat the dishes made by Kitahara Hideji, but although she has a wide range of knowledge, she only knows the cooking in general-she has never been in the kitchen-just looking at Kitahara Hideji I cherished the white grease from the small jar, thought for a while and smiled: "Is this flower oil or suet oil? It should be flower oil..."

Kitahara Xiuji gave her a surprised look. She didn't expect that she hadn't seen it before, but she could still be right after hearing the name-reading more is really good!

Lard is a commonly used oil among many edible oils. Ordinary people think that the oily smell is very heavy and it is relatively greasy, so people eat less now, but this thing is really fragrant.

Of course, lard is boiled with pork belly, generally divided into two types: one is suet, which is the fat peeled from the pork slab, in lumps and lumps, and this is the one that is very fishy and very greasy; and The other is the oil, which is the white fat thread entwining the pig intestines. The amount is very small. Generally, a pig will get a fist as big as a fist, and it will be less after a boil, which is relatively rare.

Especially in Japan, there are few people who like to eat pig offal, and there are fewer imports. Untreated pig intestines are hard to find, so it is even more rare, but it is really delicious lard, which is such a small piece of pig. group.

Who really eats it? It’s much better than butter. It took a long time for Kitahara to save a small can of it. Originally, he wanted to take it home to Yangzi, but it didn’t catch up, but this time it happened that the radish head got sick. I wanted her to make a good supplement before deciding to use it.

He asked directly: "It's Huayou, which book have you seen?"

Suzuki Noki smiled and said: "I saw it in the "Dictionary of Ingredients", and Mr. Chua Lam said in it,'Fried poached eggs or fried eggs, if you don't use flower oil, it will not fragrant', that means. This kind of oil?"

"It's this kind of oil, and what the book says is correct!" Kitahara felt that Suzuki Noki was a bit powerful, and he probably read a lot of miscellaneous books.

"I wanted to try it a long time ago, so I look forward to it! Oh, show time, you are a chef and I am a gourmet. Are we a perfect match?"

Hideki Kitahara glanced at her and didn't say anything. This Suzuki Noki's words were not reliable at all, and there were more elements of teasing people. Even if she really wanted to date, 80% of them were prepared to wait to test people!

This guy is sick and weak on the surface, but he is definitely not a good stubborn. It is absolutely crazy to treat her as a little girl.

He shook his head and said, "Suzuki student, how many times have you said that, I don't like this kind of joke, please stop it."

"I'm telling the truth!" Suzuki Noki's expression was a little melancholy, "A boy with good character is not very good, and a boy with good character is not good. It's really hard to find like you, and you can do it. The food is so delicious...After I ate with you twice, I always felt that something was missing when I went back to eat and eat. As a result, I couldn't eat any more, and I almost died. It was you."

Could it be the reason for this flower oil? Go back and send the chef to buy and try...

"If you do this again, I have to ask you to go out." Hideji Kitahara didn't believe it at all. It is very important for this person to get along with others honestly, and Suzuki Noki seemed to him to be a lie.

Suzuki Noki is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and even more angry, and smiled: "Okay, then I won't talk about it!"

But she didn't look at Hideji Kitahara with interest, and then asked, "Why do you want quick-frozen rice?"

Kitahara Hideji also replied casually: "It is prepared for fried rice, and it will be more chewy when it is frozen and fried."

What he makes is the legendary "fried cold rice". This thing is very common, but it is the cheapest delicacy. The beauty is that it is added with flower oil-just like making an essence mask for rice that has become dry and cold. The rice grains are distinct and shiny, making it easier to develop the special fragrance of flower oil.

Human beings can never refuse fat. Pursuing higher calories in the least amount of time is genetic instinct.

Of course, it is not impossible to use freshly cooked rice, but it is easy to fry into a sticky ball, and the flavor and flavor will be compromised.

After the flower oil is melted, the kale grains and onion grains are over-oiled and stir-fried to neutralize the oily smell of the flower oil, and then stir-fry the dehydrated cold rice until it reaches the rice grains. When the bomb starts, it is poured with egg white juice-simple and delicious, and don't waste the egg yolk, just fry it and feed it to the snow.

I fried two more fresh vegetables, boiled a pot of fresh mushroom miso soup, added a small spoonful of flower oil and suspended incense, and then first separated Dongmei and Harunai, and sent them to the room to eat, and then they would come down again. It was discovered that Xueli had already used his subjective initiative to eat food and transported everything to the public room.

Suzuki Noki also knelt upright and sat down at the low table, looking around curiously: "Wow, the way your family eats is the same as it is written in the book! Everyone is very close, which is pretty good."

Xueli was already swallowing her saliva, but before Hideji Kitahara gave her order, she dared not eat it. She turned to look at Suzuki Noki and said, "You are so thin, eat more later."

Suzuki Noki smiled and said, "My body is good."

With arms bent in the snow, he happily said: "Look at my muscles, I am in good shape, with steel and iron bones and extremely thick skin!"

Suzuki looked hopefully, stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly, trying to sarcastically say a few words in Xueli, but it feels as hard as a rock, and when Xueli straightened his arm, it became soft and smooth again, it looks It's really like the "snow lotus-like arm" mentioned in the book.

She couldn't say the irony anymore, and she felt full of envy in her heart-this is really a good body, strong and beautiful, quite perfect, if she could have...

The little radish head is not there, and Hideji Kitahara is not allowed to take the main seat~www.readwn.com~ I just wanted to protect the rice cooker but found that the rice cooker is already behind the snow in the buttocks. After thinking about it, I want to let her eat for two more days. When the carrot head is ready, she will be half hungry again, and she doesn’t care too much-mainly because she can’t bear to worry about it. The snow is cheerful all day like a mentally retarded child. It is easy to feel guilty to control her appetite, or Let's turn around and let the little carrot head do it!

He politely said to Suzuki Noki: "If the hospitality is not good, please feel free."

Suzuki Noki bowed his head and said, "Excuse me!"

Hideji Kitahara smiled, put his chopsticks together, and moved the chopsticks first, learning the usual radish head, to signal everyone to start eating—he brought Akitaro over and taught him to eat by himself.

Suzuki Noki whispered along with Yuki Natsuyo Natsusa, "I'm going!" To thank Kitahara Hideji for his hard cooking, Suzuki Noki smiled and just looked up and found that there were two empty plates on the table...

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