i'm not a detective

Chapter 111

The weather in Hirano this year is very unfriendly to the Golden Week. The cold wind blows harder and harder. Takeshi Qihara has been lying at home without moving. The degree of improvement is gratifying-it was too far away, but if you really don’t know it, you can ask Qiyuan Wu, and you can improve your points with a little hard work, which is a great sense of accomplishment.

May [-]th is the last day of the Golden Week holiday. It is also Japan's statutory "Boys' Day" and the traditional "Dragon Boat Festival"-Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional Chinese festival celebrated in Japan according to the Gregorian calendar, and Boys' Day is the traditional Chinese festival of the Dragon Boat Festival. After arriving in Japan, he was brutally reformed by demons.

Because there is a custom of hanging calamus leaves on the Dragon Boat Festival in China, Japan was "Tang Fen" at that time, so of course it was copied, and the pronunciation of calamus in Japanese is similar to "Shangwu", and the shape of the leaves is also like a sword, and then Chinese carp is added According to the legend of jumping over the dragon gate, the Japanese warrior class associated the Dragon Boat Festival with the growth of their own boys. On that day, they would offer sacrifices to the gods, praying for their boys to be healthy and strong, with prosperous martial arts, and in the future they could leap into dragons and shock the world.

Therefore, on this day, Japanese folks will make a kind of mochi cake wrapped in oak leaves for consumption. The old leaves of oak oak have not fallen yet and new leaves are growing, which means the prosperity of the descendants. In the past, it was dedicated to worship the gods and pray for the family. Prosperous and prosperous sacred plant, theoretically wrapping mochi pancakes is an offering to the gods, but now they eat it directly by themselves - they also eat rice dumplings, hang carp streamers, and celebrate the two festivals together.

Today, the Hirano City Hall raised a string of huge carp streamers on the top of the Hirano Radio Tower. Looking from a distance, seven huge silk carp are breathing the cold wind, as if they are bravely moving forward in the torrent. I am really ready to jump the dragon gate. I mean, very motivating.

Qingjian Liuli finished her morning exercise, stared at the carp flag for a while, suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Qiyuanwu, an "orphan", and decided to treat him better today, then go to take a bath and change clothes, and passed without waiting for Qiyuanwu to ring the bell.

At this moment Qiyuan Wu hadn't gotten up yet, she walked into the kitchen and looked at the note on the refrigerator, then opened the door of the refrigerator to find the corresponding ingredients, and began to preprocess the ingredients, by the way, prepare the rice according to the note, and find out the specified ingredients. The "Echizen Ancient Kiln Fired Thin Tire Crock Pot" began to cook porridge - Takeshi Qiyuan drew a line under it with a red pen, indicating that the crock pot was an antique, and she was asked to be careful and careful, and her salary would be deducted if she dared to break it .

Of course, Qing Jian Liuli looked left and right and didn't see how the broken earthen pot looked like an antique, so he secretly poohed, and secretly scolded Qiyuan Takeshi for being crazy. Broken stuff.

After more than 20 minutes, the neurotic Qiyuan Takeya came down listlessly. After a glance, he said listlessly: "I asked you to cut up the lettuce, not to shred it. The shell of the shrimp is fine, and the shrimp string is fine. I also went, but the tails of the shrimp were not neatly cut. The size of the carrots was uneven, and the water in the porridge was a little too much..."

Seeing that Liuli opened his mouth, Qing wanted to talk back, but immediately curled his lips in disdain, seeing that he was not as knowledgeable as he was for today's festival, and Qiyuan Wu was just chattering habitually, how could he show that he was a chef if he didn't say a few words to help the chef? sharp?

He opened his arms muttering, Qing saw Liuli immediately put an apron on him.He raised his head slightly again, and Qingjian Liuli put on the chef's hat for him again.He shook his hands again, Qingjian Liuli immediately put on the sleeves for him.

Armed neatly, Qiyuan Takeshi finally regained his spirits, nodded lightly and said: "But overall, it's okay, it's a little better than yesterday, and my eyesight is beginning to improve, now I go to a small restaurant with good quality to be a waiter. It's basically enough to do odd jobs, and I won't suffer much scolding, which is worthy of praise."

Cut, I did a good job, should I praise you?

I don't have any idea in my heart, even if you praise me, I won't be very happy!

Qing Jian Liuli snorted twice secretly, a little happy, but her face remained calm, lest Qi Yuanwu would start to be complacent again, forcing some nonsense like "I taught you well, thank me soon".

Qiyuanwu took over the breakfast making after he finished talking, marinated the shrimp with sauce, blanched the miscellaneous vegetables, took out the dough made last night, took off the plastic wrap and grabbed the next piece, kneaded it gently on the chopping board to release the gas, Then cut into rectangular thin slices and stack them in pairs for later use.

After all the preparations for breakfast were completed and the shrimps were slightly marinated, he turned on the fire and sautéed the shrimps with minced garlic and shredded ginger until fragrant, then poured in mixed vegetables and stir-fried them violently. The lettuce is poured into the earthen pot and cooked together with the porridge.

The aroma came out a bit, Qi Yuanwu continued to heat the oil pan, deep-fried the small fritters, and then took it into the frying pan to fry until golden and crispy, drained the oil, put it on the chopping board, and cut it into small pieces.

At this point, the fresh shrimp and mixed vegetable porridge and the crunchy fried dough sticks are all finished, and they can be eaten with some refreshing pickles.

Qing Jian Liuli helped, while swallowing, listening to him babbling casually, learning some cooking skills, and when the porridge was cooked, Qi Yuanwu took out a large jar from a corner of the kitchen, and fished out a few tea eggs from it, Put it in a bowl, seal the jar carefully, and hide it in a corner of the kitchen.

Qingjian Liuli also set up the breakfast at this moment, Qi Yuanwu came out and took a look and pointed out her mistake, dissatisfied: "I told you last time, it is easier to serve miscellaneous porridge in a shallow bowl. Contrasted with the colorful ingredients, it stimulates the appetite. Why did you use a large painted bowl? The colors are so colorful and mixed, and the mixed porridge is mixed with mixed. How can you ask for the word "color" in the color and fragrance——you You can’t have to choose a big bowl just to eat one more bite, just quantity and not quality!”

"I got it, I got it, you have a lot of things to do all day, I'll use the right bowl next time." Qingjian Liuli felt that Takeshi Qiyuan was really good at things, and when it was time to eat, he was like an eighth wife, nagging non-stop.

"You really worked so hard to eat one more bite. You have to have this spirit in your studies. Being second in the grade is not a dream." Takeshi Qiyuan sat opposite her, put the tea eggs in the middle, and continued to sigh.

You bastard, I'm not like you, I'm as immobile as a turtle all day long, I exercise so much, what's wrong with eating more?
Can eating three bowls in a small bowl be the same as eating three bowls in a large bowl?

Don't take me for a fool!

Qingjian Liuli continued to complain in her heart, but he saluted and quickly said "I'm starting", took a spoon and scooped up the porridge. As soon as she took it in, she felt fresh, fragrant and slightly salty, like the umami taste of shrimp. , the fragrance is pure rice fragrance, and the miscellaneous vegetables are stir-fried over high heat.

I have to say that this guy Qiyuan Takeshi is really good at eating, and he does all kinds of shit one after another, but the things he makes are particularly satisfying to the tongue, and it is really comfortable to eat.

Seeing that Liuli drank two mouthfuls of porridge, she felt salty, warm and fragrant, and her belly was very comfortable. She couldn't help but groaned twice, and immediately went to pick up fried dough sticks with great interest. When she bit into it, the outer layer was crispy, and the inner layer was soft. The noodle has a strong fragrance and a good taste. It goes well with the porridge, and I couldn't help humming twice.

She had a mouthful of fried dough sticks and warm porridge, which tasted delicious, and she also ate pickled cucumbers. She felt that this was also salty, sour, and refreshing, and it went well with rice. Soon, the bowl of porridge was bottomed out, and she filled another bowl of porridge with humming. bowl, and then saw Takeshi Qihara peeling the tea eggs carefully.

She is not good at cooking, but good at eating. She took the tea eggs and rolled them on the small square table. She easily peeled off the shell and stuffed one in her mouth. After chewing hard, she felt that the tea smell was so strong and delicious, so she touched it again. Rolled one, peeled off more than half of the eggshell in one bite, felt that eating is really the number one pleasure in life.

Well, I had a great time eating during this holiday, and there are new tricks every day. Fortunately, I insisted on not going to Sapporo.

Qiyuan Wu glanced at her sideways, took a small bite of the egg, showed disdain, and narrowed his eyes to savor the taste.

Qing Jian Liuli noticed it, looked at him, then looked at the half-egg in his hand, and said strangely: "Do you have so many things to do with an egg?"

Qi Yuanwu said lightly: "It's really Zhu Bajie who eats ginseng fruit, you ruined all the good things."

Seeing that Liuli was surprised, Qing followed his example, took a small bite of the egg, tasted it, and said hesitantly: "Why do you say that, isn't this just an egg? It smells like tea, did you boil it in tea water? The way to eat it is very fresh and delicious, but it’s still eggs, you can buy a dozen at the supermarket..."

Qiyuan Wu gave her a helpless look: "This is not an ordinary egg, this is gold."

Seeing that Liuli's curiosity arose, Qing immediately asked, "What is gold?"

Takeshi Qiyuan said with a look of fascination: "The so-called gold is not changed, it refers to the first egg laid by a free-range chicken. Every hen can only produce one gold not changed in a lifetime, also called a newborn egg or a smart egg. The legendary gold is not changed The content of lecithin is much higher than that of ordinary eggs, and in the mouths of connoisseurs, it has an excellent taste and is worth savoring carefully."

Qing Jian Liuli looked at the tea egg cautiously, so does this egg have such a background?It actually contains the raw chicken essence of a young hen?
Takeshi Qiyuan took another bite of the egg, took a sip of the porridge, and continued to eat slowly, "It's worth tasting just the jinbuchang, let alone the jinbuchang that I made carefully and secretly."

"How secret?"

Qi Yuanwu had finished eating the one just now, touched another one and ate it slowly, and said as he ate: "First cook Jinbuhuan until it is six mature, then gently crack the shell, and then put in dendrobium candidum, Tianshan snow lotus, cordyceps sinensis, century-old Ganoderma lucidum, millennium Polygonum multiflorum and other more than ten kinds of precious herbs are soaked in soup for one day and one night, and then poured into the soup into the soup with the best lips picked by the girl's mouth and the top cloud tea picked by the monkey slave climbing the cliff. Clay-cast furnace, deep mountain fruit wood as firewood, cooking on low fire for three days and three nights, forcing the spirit of medicinal tea into it, and sealing the altar for seven to 49 days, only then can there be such a gem that blocks people from killing people and Buddhas from killing Buddhas. , the cost price of a single one is as high as [-]...cough, [-] yen."

Thirty thousand yen for an egg?No, [-] yen is not exchanged for a person who kills a Buddha and kills a Buddha?

I almost ate [-] yen in just two seconds?

Qing Jian Liuli looked at the small half of the egg in her hand, and became more cautious. She forgot to eat for a while, but felt that the egg white was really white, tender and smooth, and the yolk shone like gold. The tea pattern on the eggplant seems to be extraordinary, like a dragon swimming like a snake, and like a cloud and mist, making the egg yolk look like a elixir, with a looming medicinal fragrance.

She took a small bite and savored the taste carefully. The more she tasted, the more she felt that it was true. The Golden Buchang really contained the essence of the sun and the moon.

After all, it’s [-] yen a piece, even if you don’t want to become an immortal...

Qiyuan Wu took away the last tea egg, peeled the shell and put it in the porridge to eat together, and Qing saw Liuli tasted the "elixir" for a while, and then came back to the taste, humming softly: "Only crazy people can cook like this." An egg, right? This is actually an ordinary egg, you think I ate it too fast, and you are afraid that I will eat your egg too, so you are lying to me, right?"

Qi Yuanwu endured a smile and said, "But aren't the eggs more delicious?"

Qingjian Liuli hummed, but didn't refute his words.

Listening to him making up stories there, such as hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum popping up, and anecdotes about girl's lip tea and monkey slave picking tea, and then eating eggs in small bites, sipping bit by bit, The aroma of the tea seems to be stronger. It is indeed quite delicious, much better than stuffing it into your mouth in one mouthful. This guy has to play tricks when he eats a meal. He is afraid that others will eat his share. He is really out of his mind. .

If you rush to eat, the food will taste better. This is an eternal truth.

She couldn't get angry when she was cheated, so she hurried to drink porridge again. When serving the porridge, she scooped up more shrimps in retaliation and left all the vegetable leaves for Qiyuanwu. She also wanted to hear stories and how the monkey slave picked them. tea.

Wu Qiyuan likes to chat when eating, so he casually told her related anecdotes and strange things. At the same time, he was a little regretful that the place where he lived in seclusion was wrong. Otherwise, he could train Tibetan foxes to go up the mountain to pick tea, so he wouldn't have to spend a lot of money to buy tea from China. Boiled eggs can save a lot of money.

On holidays, both of them go to bed late and get up late, and wash the dishes after breakfast. It's almost ten o'clock. Qing Jian Liuli listens to stories and eats. He eats very satisfyingly. He spreads out the books and continues to study by himself. Feng Da didn't want to set up a stall, so he just lay down and read a book.

At this time the doorbell rang, and there was a sound of "ding dong ding dong", but intermittently, it seemed that the person who rang the doorbell at the gate of the courtyard was hesitant, and let go after pressing it.

As soon as Qingjian Liuli's eyes lit up, she instinctively deduced that this was a stranger.Then she was slightly surprised herself, she didn't expect that she could react so quickly, she almost cried with joy.

My intelligence has finally risen!

(End of this chapter)