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Lin Qingzhu frowned slightly, and pressed the answer button: "Gin wine."

"Zhuyeqing, what did you mean just now, it's best to explain." Qin Jiu's cold tone this time also carried a bit of murderous intent.

"In the mobile phone you sent me, there is no note for the contact person, let me make sure." Lin Qingzhu said, walking to the mobile phone shop not far away.

There was silence on the other side of the phone: "I see."

The phone was hung up, and Lin Qingzhu threw the organization's mobile phone into the space.

I bought my little brother a mobile phone, and as soon as he got home, Lin Qingzhu saw his little brother sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze, his hair was still wet, and his clothes were changed.

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

Just take a shower?

Can he go out for 5 minutes?

So can't wait to battle bath...

Lin Qingzhu took the mobile phone and handed it over: "The mobile phone I bought for you, if you have something to do, send me a text message or call me, and tell me if you don't know how to use it."

The little brother reached out to take it, without moving, and looked at him.

Lin Qingzhu paused and looked at him.

To be honest, he is not a person who understands well and is not sensitive to people's emotions.

In terms of communication, there is no tacit understanding that Wuxie has with the younger brother, and in many cases, he cannot directly translate the younger brother's eyes.

The two stared at each other for a while, but to no avail, the younger brother was forced to say two words: "Food."

Lin Qingzhu's body froze, and he turned his head to look at the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

forgot to eat lunch...

Chapter 70 I have the ingredients for my little brother's boiled chicken

He has never had a big pursuit of food. He eats just to live. He doesn't eat too much of what he likes, and eats a little of what he doesn't like.

I have not eaten much since I was a child, and my digestion is slow. If you don’t remember the time, unless the time is too long, you will basically not feel hungry, and you will not remember to eat.

If the little brother didn't say anything, he had forgotten that he hadn't eaten yet.

The first day of bringing my little brother to Japan is a welcome feast, so it shouldn't be too simple.

So what does my brother like to eat?

White cut chicken?

And... seems to be gone?

My little brother should not have high requirements for food, I guess it is enough to eat, if you like it...

He remembered that it seemed to be sweet and sour, rather bland?

But he likes spicy, strong flavors.

They can't eat together.

Gee, forget it.

Lin Qingzhu looked down at his little brother: "There is something to eat in the refrigerator, go get some pads for your stomach first, and I'll go buy ingredients for cooking."

Seeing the little brother nodding, Lin Qingzhu turned and left to go to a nearby supermarket to buy vegetables.

After buying the necessary ingredients and walking around, Lin Qingzhu suddenly remembered that live chickens could not be bought in Japanese cities at all. If you want to buy live poultry, you have to go to chicken farms or rural areas.

Frozen chicken is generally cut into pieces, and it is not delicious, so it is not suitable for white-cut chicken.

Lin Qingzhu suddenly thought of a place where his mind went down for a few seconds. Regardless of the price, he should be able to buy it, but it was just a little more expensive.

It doesn't matter, he is not short of money.

Turned around and went to the pet shop on the side. As soon as I entered, a sweet-looking young lady came up:

"Sir, what do you need? We have a complete range of pets in our store. The small animals are all cute, healthy and lively."

As soon as Lin Qingzhu entered the store, he scanned the pet store with his eyes, and sure enough, it was very complete.

Kittens, puppies, hamsters, birds, snakes, and... big cocks.

Lin Qingzhu stared straight at the big fresh rooster. He was arrogant and energetic, and he was indeed healthy.

The hair is bright and beautiful, and the cockscomb is gorgeous. Even in ancient times, it is the kind that can replace the bridegroom in marriage. It looks delicious.

I have the ingredients for my brother's boiled chicken.

Lin Qingzhu looked away calmly: "How much is the price of that rooster?"

"Do you want to buy that big rooster? Few people choose to keep a chicken as a pet, but it is really beautiful." The clerk was a little surprised.

There are indeed not many people who keep chickens as pets now, but there are some, otherwise pet shops would not sell chickens, but the way this gentleman looked at that rooster just now...

Why does it feel like something is wrong?

"It's really beautiful, especially the tail feathers, and the crown is also very gorgeous. It looks healthy at first glance." Lin Qingzhu echoed the praise with a blank expression.

"Do you want to raise one for yourself? Or give it to Xinyi's girl?" The clerk was a little curious.

"Give it to my girlfriend, she likes to raise this kind of beautiful and lively little animal." Lin Qingzhu's expression softened a little.

So why would someone in Japan be overwhelmed with keeping animals like roosters as pets?

Is it noisy in the morning?

Chinese girls only want to eat it, okay?

The clerk clasped her hands in front of her chest, and in an instant, a sweet love was imagined in her mind.

This gentleman is handsome, gentle and caring, and he will also give his girlfriend favorite pets. His girlfriend should be very happy.

"You must love your girlfriend very much, don't you?"

"Well, she's fine."

Lin Qingzhu's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, but in fact he was impatient to deal with it anymore, he just wanted to buy something:

"So, Miss Clerk, how much is this big cock?"

The clerk came back to her senses, a little embarrassed: "Ah! I'm sorry, sir, this big rooster looks very good, as you have seen, it is very healthy, so it will be a little expensive."

"It's called Feixiong, nine thousand yen."

Nine thousand yen, equivalent to 450 yuan, is indeed expensive for a chicken.

Such an expensive chicken, with such a good appearance, should taste good, not a loss.

"Feixiong, it's a good name, that's all."

After handing the money to the clerk, the clerk also wanted to give him some tips on raising chickens.

Lin Qingzhu quickly refused, saying that his girlfriend was very experienced in raising chickens, and then he ran away immediately.

Walking down the street with a chicken cage, Lin Qingzhu sighed, it is so difficult to buy a fresh chicken in Japan.

Speaking of which, he could think of the pet shop because when he was in the original world, the sister of a comrade-in-arms was studying in Japan.

His sister likes to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms very much, but she doesn't want to eat frozen chicken in the supermarket. She thinks that the frozen chicken is not fresh and delicious, and she loses the soul of chicken stewed with mushrooms.

But helplessly, there is no live chicken for sale in Japanese cities.

Until one time, a classmate of hers wanted to raise a kitten, so she went to a pet store with her classmate,

As a result, his sister saw the big cock in the pet shop at a glance, and at that moment, saliva flowed from the corner of her eyes.

His sister was greedy and moved, and it seemed as if the door to a new world had been opened since then.

It happened that his family was not short of money, so his sister bought one back. After eating it, it was said that it tasted very good. She also shared the joy of eating chicken with her younger brother.

At that time, everyone in their dormitory knew this interesting story. It is said that his sister could not forget it after eating it, and went to the store to buy it for the second time.

The clerk still remembered her, wondering why she came to buy it again, and asked her which one was last time?

His sister replied: Eat up...

Then...the clerk stopped selling it to her.

So in order to have something to eat next time, without having to travel a long way to change to a pet store, he'd better not tell the truth...

Carrying a bunch of ingredients home, Lin Qingzhu found the little brother who was sitting on the sofa eating compressed biscuits, and was a little puzzled.

Brother likes to eat compressed biscuits?

They are no longer in the tomb, why are you still eating this?

Someone has completely forgotten that apart from drinks, the only ready-made food in his refrigerator is bread and compressed biscuits.

Without thinking about it, Lin Qingzhu placed the chicken cage in front of the little brother: "I'll make you a white-cut chicken, and you kill the chicken yourself."

Chapter 71 I, Ishikawazaki, Come Again

Hearing that he ate white-cut chicken today, Lin Qingzhu seemed to see that the little brother's usually calm eyes lighted up slightly, and he didn't mind killing the chicken himself, so he walked to the kitchen with the chicken cage.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhu followed immediately.

As soon as I arrived at the kitchen, I saw my little brother staring at the chicken cage suspiciously. This chicken cage is exquisite and strong, and it is really strange to use it to hold a chicken that is about to be eaten.

"The cage was given by the pet shop." Lin Qingzhu explained, and handed a bowl and a kitchen knife to the little brother.

When the little brother heard this, his hands that picked up the things froze slightly, but recovered quickly.

Lin Qingzhu turned around, took out other bought ingredients, and put them on the kitchen counter.

He can cook, but his cooking skills are not very good. The system gave him a rating of intermediate cooking skills.

It is probably the level of delicious home-cooked food. I can cook a lot of dishes, but it is not as good as hotel restaurants.

Lin Qingzhu turned his head to glance at the little brother, and saw him slipping the big cock out of the cage.

The right hand pinched the rooster's neck slightly, and with a wrong finger, the big rooster's neck was snapped and snapped, and it couldn't die any more.

Well, the technique is very skillful, and the neck is often twisted at a glance.

Taking advantage of the fact that the chicken had just died and the blood hadn't coagulated, Zhang Qiling held a kitchen knife and scratched the chicken's neck. With his left hand, he pinched the chicken's ankle and lifted it, and the blood flowed out backwards.