I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

Not to share with others, Zhao Bai's exclusive gift.

Looking at it this way, Zhao Bai seems to have become a selfless internationalist, but Bronya knows that is not the case. Zhao Bai just happens to prefer cooking. Whenever others laugh at his food, Zhao Bai will very happy.

"Sister Bronya... Then give him kitchen utensils?"

"Less likely."

In this regard, she can still recognize the situation, kitchen utensils must first be used as weapons.

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ps: this is love...

Chapter 255: Thank you, Teresa

Xi'er didn't quite understand Bronya's micro-expression, and thought she knew how to choose a gift. She just waited for Zhao Bai to feel uneasy, and then timidly gave the gift, then Bronya would be the lore.

But she wandered from the street to the end of the street and didn't find any gifts she liked.

Got nothing.

As if only a blink of an eye had passed, the sun had already risen overhead, and the time had been dragged to noon.

Seeer waited patiently, Bronya's eyes had been swept over and over again on all the shelves of all the goods, her strong memory allowed her to remember all the furnishings, including where the items were and how much they were asking for, Blow Nia knows everything.

To be honest, she didn't understand why she was shopping.

Obviously there is no suitable gift at all, but she is looking for it with a glimmer of hope. In the past, this was the mentality of a little woman that Bronya sneered at, and love affected her judgment, but now that the years are reincarnated, she has become really fragrant.

It's not a good taste, and the selection process is a bit too difficult for her supercomputer.

She was floating all the time, and Xier was also sitting on the giant claw of the reloaded bunny. There was no trouble in shopping, but she really didn't want to go back empty-handed.

But this is not the way to go, Xier is also a little hungry.

Had to go home.

Returning to the dormitory of St. Freya Academy, seeing Zhao Bai absent-mindedly, a trace of anger suddenly rose in her heart.

Why are you indifferent?

Theresa was playing games on the ground. Zhao Bai sat on the sofa, raised his head, and stared at the ceiling. His eyes didn't have any anxiety. Street, he seems to be quite... at ease?

Why not be jealous?

Bronya thought so in her heart and looked at Zhao Bai blankly.

Wake up.

Zhao Bai turned over and didn't look at her. It seemed that he was guilty, but Bronya felt that he had seen through his own plan, which is why he behaved like this, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Seemingly stable like an old dog, but Zhao Bai's heart panicked.

When Bronya silently returned to the room, Zhao Bai jumped up, grabbed Theresa's shoulder and shook it vigorously, and the handle was thrown away if he was not careful.

"What...for what?"

"Principal, was my behavior normal just now? Was it discovered by Bronya?"

"Tsk."

Are you going to feed the dog food again? !

Theresa will never be fooled again!

"If you want to behave normally, then you shouldn't stare at the ceiling like this!" The strong desire for education in her heart overcame the heartache of eating dog food, and Teresa opened her mouth and pointed at Jiangshan, "Go and make the rice. , this is your normal state."

"...I forgot..."

Zhao Baiteng stood up abruptly, ran towards the kitchen, and at the same time thanked the principal of Theresa Academy for his kind guidance.

"Thank you, Teresa."

"Go away!"

(ノ｀Д)ノ

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With Teresa's encouragement(?) and blessing, Zhao Bai felt that his cooking skills had reached a new level, and he could do all kinds of things at his fingertips, as if there was divine help.

Today's dish is braised pork.

Three layers of meat on ice.

Five layers of pork belly, three layers of fat and two layers of thin, intertwined into an intricate taste.

Zhao Bai saw the unruly pork belly, and a thought similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder rose in his heart. He raised the knife and cut it into squares. The remaining part was thrown back into the cold storage, and put it away with Skadi of Hengshuang. Together, the neat pork belly was stabbed with fine small eyes. Zhao Bai skillfully patted in salt, sand ginger powder, and five-spice powder, so that this piece of meat could be marinated to the fullest.

He pinched his watch and waited silently, as the spinning black hole called.

Two hours passed in a flash.

The upper and lower layers of the fire are roasted. When the pork belly begins to release oil, the pork skin has softened slightly. Take it out and insert the needle eye, and continue to roast until it is seven mature.

The meat, which was originally a perfect cube, showed irregular shapes as the skin tightened.

Zhao Bai quickly poured a large amount of ice cubes onto it.