My older sister is Shiwa Kasumigaokaoka

“Seen naked…”

In the misty bathroom, Shiwa Kasumigaoka covered her heart, her delicate face was full of redness, and even the roots of her ears were already red.

In the previous month of getting along, there have been many incidents of light loss, but it has never been as thorough as today.

“It doesn’t feel annoying, and there’s even a little excitement, but… That’s too bad, right!? ”

“How are you going to face him next!”

Shiwa Kasumigaoka: (╯□) ╯ (┻━┻

“Then again…” Kasumigaoka Shiyu bit her lip: “Whose clothes are on him?” In whose house did you bathe? ”

……

Meanwhile, outside the bathroom.

Fang Dongyang looked at the bathroom with a delicate expression, he didn’t expect that he could come to put clothes, and he could actually encounter such a fragrant thing.

However, in this way, the relationship between him and Kasumigaoka Shiyu is even more embarrassing, the matter of the spring dream in the morning has not passed, and now a new embarrassing thing has happened.

“This is really…” Fang Dongyang shook his head a little speechlessly.

He threw the uniform of Toyonosaki Private Academy into the dirty blue, turned his head to look at the bathroom: “Shiyu, I eat at home at night, do you want to make a copy for you?” ”

The meal time for the employees of Chunguo Pavilion has passed, and now there is nothing to eat there.

Kasumigaoka Shiwa’s voice soon sounded: “I want to eat red wine steak rice bowl!” ”

You actually specify the cooking… Never mind! For the sake of the benefits just now!

“Red wine steak donburi, huh? I know…… You come out early and the meal will be ready soon. After Fang Dongyang finished speaking, he lifted his feet and left the laundry and changing room.

After he left, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Shiwa Kasumigaoka walked out wrapped in a bath towel, and there was still a touch of crimson on her delicate face…

……

Twenty minutes later.

Fang Dongyang put two bowls of red wine steak rice bowls on the table, and used her mobile phone to call Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu, and after a while, she came to the restaurant.

Her long black hair was like a waterfall, draped over her shoulders, and she wore a knee-length beige T-shirt dress.

Compared with usual, she is less charming and more pure.

Noticing Fang Dongyang’s gaze, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu blushed slightly, but pretended to say indifferently: “What’s wrong?” ”

“Well, nothing… I’m moving! Fang Dongyang clasped his hands together, said as usual, then picked up his chopsticks and ate the red wine steak rice bowl.

Because of the continuous embarrassing things, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere at the table was a little dull for a while.

Fang Dongyang thought for a while and said, “I’ll rest the day after tomorrow, and I’ll make you water letter xuan cakes when the time comes, do you have anything else you want to eat?” ”

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu raised his head and glanced at Fang Dongyang and snorted.

“Tempura, rib soup, fried chicken nuggets, salt and pepper prawns.” After she said it, she changed the subject: “Whose clothes are on you?” ”

“Daddy Kato’s.” Fang Dongyang saw her ask, and explained it: “Kato twisted his foot in physical education class, it is inconvenient to go home, I sent it.” Then it suddenly rained halfway, we didn’t have umbrellas, we got wet, and then I took a shower at her house… That’s it. ”

“Big pig’s trotters!” Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu lowered his head and muttered softly, Fang Dongyang didn’t hear clearly, and said suspiciously: “What did you say?” ”

“Nothing…”

……

After dinner, the time was 4:35, Fang Dongyang put the dishes and chopsticks into the automatic dishwasher, then picked up an umbrella and hurried to the Chunguo Pavilion.

Rushed to the Chunguo Pavilion and changed into a chef’s uniform, it was already past five o’clock.

Being late for the first official work, Fang Dongyang was somewhat embarrassed.

However, he didn’t make any excuses, walked in front of Kikuchi Yuanguo, and honestly apologized: “Store manager, I’m sorry, I’m late.” ”

“It’s okay, pay attention to the time next time.” Mu Jiu Zhi Yuanguo smiled gently, and then said: “Fang Jun first go to Miyano-kun’s side to share some work.” ”

“Okay.” Fang Dongyang nodded and walked towards Miyano Kogoro: “Miyano-kun.” ”

“Give it to you, I’ll divide you half.” Miyano Kogoro smiled and handed out three small pieces of paper.

The workflow of the Chunguo Pavilion is as follows – first, a clerk goes to receive the guests, records the dishes ordered by the guests, and reports to the front desk.

The staff at the front desk will enter the dishes ordered by the guests into the computer and print out two lists.

One of them is a bill for the guest and the other is for the chef.

The list for the chef consists of several small pieces of paper, each with the name of the dish printed on it.

If the order is in the lobby, a table number will appear under the name, and if it is in a private room, then the box number will appear.

And the chefs cook according to these small pieces of paper.

After cooking, the dish is placed on a tray along with the corresponding small pieces of paper, and then placed at the delivery port, where the staff waiting will deliver the dish to the customer.

“Baked snail, butter chicken roll, tomato bacon pasta.” Fang Dongyang glanced down, put three small pieces of paper on the stove, and turned to get the ingredients.

Get all the ingredients and start cooking!

……

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half past six, and the kitchen was gradually busy.

Fang Dongyang is now in pain and happy, happy that happiness is credited to the account every moment, and uncomfortable is that the small pieces of paper on the stove accumulate more and more.

On the one hand, this is related to his lack of work experience, and on the other hand, the restaurant has ushered in a peak period.

“Store manager!”

A clerk suddenly broke into the kitchen and said a little eagerly: “The guest at table ten said that the paella was difficult to eat and made trouble in the hall.” ”

The clerk’s voice was not small, and everyone in the kitchen heard it and turned back one after another, and Fang Dongyang also turned back in amazement.

“It’s hard to eat!?”

“Wouldn’t you!?”

Fang Dongyang was a little unbelievable, the paella at table ten was made by him – the dishes he made were very delicious!?

……

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