They Gather Here

was criticized...

He couldn't help but look depressed, and it was hard to guess what the girl was thinking in his heart, so he continued to deal with the follow-up matters of cooking.

Frying fresh milk is not a simple matter, and various problems may arise——

The milk block is out of shape, the flour slurry can't cover it...

A seemingly simple snack, but it may shock beginners.

Luo Zhen found low-gluten flour, added baking powder to it, stirred evenly, then added water several times, and stirred it into a sticky paste without lumps.

Theoretically speaking, there is no limit to what kind of flour can be used, and different flours have different water absorption properties.

This should be judged empirically, if the batter is too runny, reduce the water, or omit the eggs and add starch.

In Cantonese recipes, flour: water: starch = 6:5:1, but neon low-gluten flour (Japanese for "thin flour") has a higher crude protein content, so the ratio must be properly controlled.

Luo Zhen stirred it thoroughly, and always kept the batter in a viscous and slow-flowing state. The container for the batter was also chosen as small and deep as possible, so that it can be coated more easily after the milk is fixed.

He subconsciously wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, his profile was handsome, but it was covered with a layer of flour.

"Pfft!" Chitanda chuckled.

For some reason, she originally wanted to remind Luo Zhen, but when she saw how funny the senior was, she suddenly felt that it would be better not to tell him.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to Hui are black.

Under the influence of Damingshen, the natural cut became wilted and broken.

"Senior, why don't we take a photo as a souvenir?" Chitanda suggested.

"Why did you propose this suddenly?" Luo Zhen was stunned.

"I just want to shoot."

"Well... well then..."

Maybe it was because making the batter was too energy-intensive, or maybe it was because I didn't expect Chitanda to make such a suggestion suddenly, Luo Zhen was still a little dazed until now.

The girl took out her mobile phone in a strange way, opened the camera app after operating for a long time, then patted Luo Zhen left and right, and pressed the shutter more than a dozen times, almost all of which were close-ups of her face.

Then, she put away her phone calmly, and specially found a dark towel, wet it with water and handed it over.

Such a gentle Yamato Nadeko.

Luo Zhen's head was dizzy, and there was a hero on the other side, who wiped his hands with a towel, but when he was about to wipe his face, the towel was taken away.

He was a little confused: "Chitanda, what's the matter?"

The girl smiled without answering, handed over the rewashed towel, and took it away immediately after Luo Zhen finished wiping his face, like a virtuous wife serving her husband.

But for some reason, Luo Zhen always felt that there was a conspiracy.

He was about to ask, but the other party preempted him: "Senior, how are you going to choose the arts and sciences?"

Chapter 6④ Yamato Nadeshiko and Fried Fresh Milk

In Nihong, everyone takes the same subjects in high school, but when it comes to the college entrance examination, there will be separate examinations in arts and sciences.

Therefore, around the second year of high school, everyone will start to decide whether to study literature or theory, and then decide which subject to study.

For example, in the High School Affiliated to the Faculty of Engineering of Donggong University, more than [-]% of the students choose science, and the school will carry out targeted lectures, that is, "open small stoves" to teach everyone science.

But even in such a one-sided school, the classes on weekdays are not divided into arts and sciences.

Therefore, regarding the subject of Chitanda's subdivision, Luo Zhen didn't realize it for a while, and it took a long time to answer: "I'm in class F, so I don't consider further education."

Chitanda nodded, "Yes."

"I remember you once said that you came to this school to choose science."

"Um……"

The girl lowered her head, as if she had something on her mind.

This girl's grades are the first in her age. Although she didn't show it off herself, it can be roughly guessed that there are quite a lot of directions for her to choose.

Especially in Donggong University, any major can be chosen.

However, during the summer festival, Luo Zhen already knew that what the girl was thinking about was not going to school.

The Chitanda family has a certain leadership (actually "leading") position in the formation. As the daughter of the family, she wants to do her best. For this reason, she has thought a lot about what she should do.

If Luo Zhen remembers correctly, there were two options at the time:

One method is to take the lead in cultivating crops with high commodity value to make everyone rich;

Another method is to increase production efficiency from a strategic perspective at the management level and help everyone get rid of poverty.

In the end, Chitanda gave up the latter because she felt that she was not suitable for running the company, but now she mentioned the issue of the division of arts and sciences, which made people have to think about it.

Luo Zhen pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you changed your mind?"

Chitanda smiled and replied, "Not yet, it's just a slight trend."

"Well……"

"Senior, I actually don't think it's annoying or sad to go back to my hometown. Although there is only water and land there, and the villagers are getting old day by day, even if trees are neatly planted on the hillside, what is the commodity value? Besides, I I don’t think it’s the most beautiful place, nor do I think it’s full of opportunities, but I want to introduce it to you.”

Chitanda started using the honorific "you" again.

In an instant, the two of them seemed to have returned to the night of the summer festival, and the girl seemed to be preparing to complete what she hadn't said that day.

She took a deep breath: "Senior, I have thought about it carefully, even if I run a company, I don't necessarily need to be at the helm. My family... the closest family members are also acceptable."

Luo Zhen scratched his head: "You don't have brothers and sisters, are they separated?"

"You really don't understand what I'm talking about?"

"Well……"

The air seemed to stand still.

Luo Zhenxin's long-buried question has finally been answered at this moment.

This is just a subtle feeling. As for that question, if you want to express it, you can't even find an accurate word in the crude language system of human beings.

This is the first time this situation has happened, but Luo Zhen knows that it will never be the last time in his next life.

Call ~

Looking at the girl who was close at hand, he took a deep breath: "Chitanda, if I could..."

Jingle Bell--

The voice stopped abruptly.

Luo Zhen's subsequent confession was suddenly interrupted, because Chitanda's mobile phone was ringing, indicating that the fresh milk in the refrigerator had been refrigerated for an hour.

This set again?

He decided to ignore it: "About the company, if..."

In the end, it still wasn't finished.

It was Chitanda himself who interrupted: "Senior, the alarm clock is very strange. If you keep ignoring it, the sound will become louder and louder. It's not good to wake up Anise-senpai~"

The girl took out her mobile phone, frantically operated it for a while, and finally turned it off.

Then, she raised her head and looked at Luo Zhen again.

It's a pity that once some passions are interrupted, they can't continue——

Luo Zhen opened and closed his mouth, but he just couldn't complete what he said just now, so he could only clenched his hands tightly and ran to open the refrigerator door.

The milk paste has been perfectly set, white and tender, just like pudding made with egg whites.

He cut it into evenly sized strips and was about to coat it with the batter, but he didn't expect the batter to solidify a little bit, and it looked like a big wet and sticky lump, which was disgusting.

I was so busy talking just now that I forgot to maintain a slow flow.

￣□￣｜｜

He was full of black lines, and he couldn't help thinking of telling Dan Shenggu that he "has never made a mistake since the age of 14. Even if he made a mistake, there are ways to remedy it", and the other party's complaint was "Don't set the flag!".

Didn't expect the newsletter to come so soon.

Chitanda seemed to read the embarrassment in the air, "Puff!" with a smile, put away the phone, and then put on the apron: "Leave this hard work to me."

She took out a wooden spoon, steadily heated the batter container with her hands, and stirred deftly at the same time.

After a while, the batter resumed its slow flow.

Luo Zhen hurriedly cooperated, evenly dipped a layer of batter on the surface of the milk cake, then put the oil in the pan and heated it until it was [-]% hot, then turned to a low heat, put the milk cake in the oil and deep-fried, and took it out when the outer skin was crispy.

Fried fresh milk, you're done!

Luo Zhen drained the oil, put it on a plate, put it on the table, and greeted Chitanda: "It's definitely not a dark dish, try it..."

He suddenly noticed that the flour on the girl's face was stuck.

Chitanda was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Luo Zhen had a sudden realization expression on his face: "Chitanda, let's take a photo as a souvenir."

"..."

"..."

"Senior, be careful!"

After saying this, Chitanda took a step back.

How could Luo Zhen allow this girl to escape easily, a hungry tiger pounced on the food, and directly captured the opponent, clamped the girl with his left arm, and took out his phone with his right hand, and opened the camera app.

As the saying goes, "A rabbit bites when it's in a hurry." The girl burst out with unparalleled power, dipped her right hand into the basin, and wiped it on the senior's face.

It's a pity that Luo Zhen dodged deftly.

The girl pouted dissatisfiedly, and suddenly pressed her cheek against her.

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