Summary: My Calm Daily Life of Opening a Small Restaurant

　　Over time, the milk cubes are naturally at risk of melting.

　　Often the bread crumbs outside have not been set, and the milk inside is flowing out.

　　That's the equivalent of blinding a pot of oil.

　　So intense heat is required!

　　scoff!

　　A violent sound of oil came from the back kitchen.

　　This made the somewhat noisy lobby atmosphere even hotter.

　　In the oil pan, the surface of the milk block is gradually turning yellow.

　　Kasaka Yuto put the milk cubes into the pot one by one, and then took out the golden-colored milk cubes.

　　These two general operations are also orderly and not chaotic at all.

　　In fact, there is no special taste in the process of frying milk.

　　Because its taste is completely blocked by the outer layer of bread crumbs.

　　Really want to feel the taste of it.

　　Then break it up!

　　That's when the fried milk really burst into glamour!

　　The golden milk cubes were placed by Yuto Kamizaka like a small tower on the first floor.

　　Placing a plate is also something a chef should know.

　　Until all the milk cubes were fried, Kasaka Yuto took another plate.

　　After all, this pot of fried milk is made for two people.

　　He took these two pieces of fried milk and walked to the front hall.

　　When he came out, everyone's attention would inevitably notice him.

　　It's just that most of them just stared at it for a while and continued to do what they just did.

　　Remilia looked at Kasaka Yuto with a little joy and anticipation in her eyes.

　　Although she just bullied Sheming Maru Wen's appearance is very bully.

　　But she is also a child at heart.

　　There will naturally be expectations for novelty.

　　This kind of psychology does not distinguish between human and non-human.

　　When Kazaka Yuto saw the other party's expression, he also smiled lightly.

　　After all, Remilia is also very cute.

　　Seeing her eldest lady on the night of Izayoi on the side, her face turned a little red again.

　　This change was discovered by Yuto Kasaka again.

　　In his heart, he felt that something was wrong with the maid.

　　Fried milk, please use.

　　Kasaka Yuto took a small step back after serving food for Remilia and Izayoi Aiya.

　　Hearing Kasaka Yuto's words, Remilia let go of a reporter's wings.

　　She looked at the golden block in front of her with a little puzzlement.

　　Fried milk?

　　The noble blood clan eldest was stunned.

　　Can milk still be fried?

　　Even the Xiaojiu maid, who was very good at cooking, looked a little weird.

　　Although Izayoi Night is good at cooking, the fried milk in front of me is also the first time I have heard of it.

　　By the way, I almost forgot, it will be better to stick with white sugar before eating.

　　Kasaka Yuto smiled apologetically and then brought out two small plates of white sugar.

　　Although Remilia had doubts in her heart, she wanted to maintain a minimum of her dignity.

　　She decided not to ask.

　　If you ask 'what is fried milk', it will affect the majesty of the eldest lady!

　　So, she decided to taste it first.

　　So Remilia picked up a piece of milk and dipped it in the sugar on the side.

　　Then it is gently sent to his lips.

　　Remi couldn't help shaking her hand when the nub touched her lips.

　　烫!

　　Her instantly scalded posture resembled a timid and timid Xiao Zeng.

　　Very cute!

　　Kazaka Yuto looked at the maid beside him with a strange look.

　　He pulled some more toilet paper.

　　The other party, nosebleed again...

　　The first one~~~~

　　I read a sadistic novel today.

　　.....I was fascinated without realizing it....

　　I don't know why I am obsessed with someone who has no object...

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　　Pictured is Remilia.

Chapter [-] Yuto Kasaka's doubts about Gensokyo! (Second! Please decide

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　　The golden crispy milk cubes are like little gold and rolled into the sugar stack.

　　The bits and pieces of sugar stick together into larger 'granules'.

　　The white crystal candy grains look like tiny diamonds adorning the 'gold nugget' on the outside of the milk block.

　　Under the warm yellow light of the shop.

　　This 'gold nugget', which is still exuding heat, is even brighter and golden.

　　Instead, it brought a great appetite.

　　Remilia blew on the nipple for a while before opening her mouth again.

　　This made Kazaka Yuto a little suspicious in his heart.

　　Are vampires actually creatures that are afraid of heat~?

　　He thought of the stories that the vampires in various myths and legends are afraid of the sun, and for a time some strange knowledge

　　Knowledge has increased!

　　Finally got to an acceptable temperature.

　　Remilia took a small bite of the nipple.

　　When the crispy exterior was bitten by her, the real charm of fried milk was revealed.

　　Encased in crisp golden crumbs is liquid!

　　That's what the milk mixture that had been frozen in chunks looked like after it thawed.

　　In the oil pan just now, the hot high temperature melted the milk cubes.

　　But because of the protection of the outer layer of bread crumbs.

　　The temperature of the melted milk is not very high, but it is rather cool.

　　Such a wonderful taste of hot and cold is the genius of Kasaka Yuto's fried milk.

　　This is fried milk that can be made by top experts who need to master the heat.

　　Soft and smooth milk, crisp and refreshing crust.

　　One is firm and one is soft, one is moving and one is still.

　　It seems simple, but in fact it is very varied.

　　Remilia's expression instantly showed a look of surprise and excitement.

　　No need for too many words, just this expression is enough.

　　A certain maid by the side, she no longer has nosebleeds.

　　She looked surprised when she saw Remilia's expression change.

　　Her eyes turned to the plate of fried milk in front of her.

　　She put away the original indifference in her heart, and instead brought a bit of solemnity.

　　As a loyal maid.

　　For the things that your eldest lady likes, you must treat them seriously.

　　On the night of [-]th Night, I also ate a piece of fried milk.

　　Her expression changed and changed in an instant, and then a frustration appeared on her face.

　　Her cooking is no match for Yuto Kasaka!