This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Although these seven people said the words ‘I believe in Big Brother Beichuan’ from the atmosphere, Beichuan Temple could still clearly feel the anxiety and suspicion in their eyes.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care. The remarks just now dispelled some of their worries. At least a few people were still chatting quietly, not as lifeless as before.

That's it.

Beichuan Temple doesn't hate living alone, but if he gets him to wake up and even think about it and look at someone else's crying face like a dead father and mother, then Beichuan Temple can't stand it.

After all, emotions can infect others.

Seeing that they finally started to be a bit active, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate to find a good place to hang the Kagura bell, and then took out the pitiful Nishikujo from the backpack in front of the other seven people and placed it in the middle. Above the round table.

At this moment, the remaining seven people looked dumbfounded.

The Great Devil of Beichuan came out to stay together with a doll and a golden bell?

What kind of hobby is this?

"Could it be that student Beichuan is a family-type?" someone next to him whispered.

This caused a small-scale discussion among them.

"" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple didn't care what kind of image he was in their eyes. He was standing on the balcony with the kettle in his hand, watching the river spreading in the distance.

Below that river, Beichuan Temple saw a few wisps of white smoke rising up.

It is said that there is also a camping site nearby. As the weather is gradually warming up, many people from the city come to camp nearby.

Beichuan Temple took another sip of water and squinted from the bell of Kagura, but there was no manifestation of God in Makie.

She is tirelessly chanting parenting tongue twisters.

In fact, she personally prefers to use her mobile phone to surf the Internet, but because of the existence of seven other people, she can only do this.

"Hey, I said Beichuan, why don't we live in a room by ourselves? Haven't we made another sum of money recently?" God Zhu Maki paused to read tongue twisters, clinging to the back of Beichuan Temple, complaining like a spirit behind.

Yes, after awakening Shanyuan Yuko, Sugihara looked for Beichuan Temple again and paid a large sum of money to Beichuan Temple's bank card.

Why is Beichuan Temple still stingy as always?

Beichuan Temple saw what God was thinking of Makie, and replied casually; "This is not a question of not stingy or stingy. The eight-person accommodation is decided by the teacher, and it is not good for me to engage in special treatment by myself."

"What's not, it's not so good? You think you are sorry, you just put her here, she can't be happy."

God Zhu Maki simply pulled the poor Nishikujo into the water.

After hearing the words of the gods in Makie, Kitagawa Temple subconsciously looked at the pitiful Nishikujo.

Poor Nishikujo was just pretending to be a puppet, and he felt like playing hide-and-seek in front of these seven people.

She actually seemed to be having a lot of fun.

While those people were not paying attention, Nishikujo pitifully turned around and folded his hands, and compared the gesture of ok to Kitagawa Temple and Shinsumi Makie.

"" God in Makie.

"God, don't always want to use your mobile phone to surf the Internet. If this goes on, you will become a waste person who can't live without your smartphone all day long." Beichuan Temple said flatly.

God Zhu Maki's mouth twitched, and she murmured, "I am clearly a spirit and not a human."

While she was still muttering resentment, a greeting came from outside:

"Sorry, sophomore seniors, our first-year students have already finished naming the names, and the teacher is calling you Bei, Beibei Beichuan from the bottom."

The first-year school girl who had naturally come over to inform the caller saw the Beichuan Temple who turned her head to stare at her. She stammered and got stuck for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to Beichuan Temple:

"It's rude and rude!"

Then there was a rapid and muffled sound of leaving footsteps.

Regardless of what the other party thinks, Beichuan Temple gave a little warning to Poor Nishikujo and God in Makie. He ignored the strange gazes of the other seven roommates, put his travel bag in the corner, and went downstairs.

Before leaving, he left a sentence:

"Don't touch the Kagura bell and the puppets."

Beichuan Temple spoke, who would dare to violate it?

So even if Beichuan Temple was curious about why Beichuan Temple spoke to the puppets and the air, they all just maintained an attitude of awe and dare not delve into it.

And they had to go down for the roll call, so after Beichuan Temple left, these seven roommates also left

The roll call is carried out according to the class and the student number within the class. During this period, it was also very smooth, and no one asked for sick leave.

After counting the class size, it was naturally time to cook lunch.

As mentioned earlier, in order to sharpen the students' do-it-yourself ability, the students must do it themselves for lunch.

Each group is divided into equal amounts of ingredients and firewood, and if there are more group members, one more stove can be allocated for use.

Beichuan Temple and Shengu will naturally be assigned to a stove in the future.

There are many types of ingredients. Beichuan Temple chose some ingredients at random, took them to the teacher for confirmation, and then returned to their own stove.

I don't know why there are so many people standing in front of the stove.

Sakura Mio, Kitagawa Eri, Sakurai Saaki, Otomo Ai, Takigen Nanako.

Kamiya Miku, who had already raised the fire, was talking with them with a smile.

"What's the matter with you? This is the sophomore area." Beichuan Temple put down the things in his hands and glanced at the five girls including his sister.

"Hehe" Beichuan Eli smiled happily: "Brother Temple, I'm here to eat dinner!"

"Cengfan?" Beichuan Temple walked around the stove and saw that all five of them were carrying various amounts of ingredients in their hands.

Seeing Beichuan Temple glanced at the ingredients in their hands, Beichuan Eri gave a dry cough: "How is it? Brother Si?"

The food cooked by Beichuan Temple left a deep impression on her. It was obviously something made at home, but it happened to have a sense of set meals in a family restaurant.

Even if it's delicious, it's still good-looking.

"It's not a big problem just staying to eat." Beichuan Temple didn't drive them away ruthlessly, but the education that should be provided is still necessary.

He flipped through the ingredients in the plastic bag, and then said: "But the forest staying activity is also to exercise your own hands-on ability, and occasionally you also have to cook and eat by yourself, understand?"

"Understood! Brother Si!" Five neat words.

Kamiya Miku, who was next to him, was only in a weird mood.

Logically speaking, as a girl who likes Beichuan Temple, seeing a semi-prescribed boyfriend so popular with girls should be somewhat of a sense of crisis.

"But why is there a subtle feeling of parents bringing children?" Kamiya Mirai pinched his chin with a weird look.

Is it true that it is true that you have a big heart?

I really don't understand.

Kamiya Miku shook his head.

Due to the sudden increase of five people, Beichuan Temple was not polite.

He ‘please’ the other group of people around him with his eyes, and then asked Beichuan Eri and the others to go to the stove left by that group to wash rice and cook.

Although they promised to stay and eat, Beichuan Temple would still call them mercilessly.

Seeing them rushing over there to make fire and wash rice, Beichuan Temple also started its own work.

The first is washing hands.

Beichuan Temple washed his hands very clean by the faucet, and did not let the nails go.

Next, clean the borrowed kitchen knives and pots.

When cleaning the knives in Beichuan Temple, the surrounding students couldn't help taking two steps back.

At the same time they are also a little curious.

Looking at this battle, is the Great Devil of Beichuan planning to cook himself?

And it feels like it?

How can it be!

Some people shook their heads in their hearts and threw this idea out of their minds.

That is the Great Demon King of Beichuan.

If you want to say that he prepares explosives and poisons, they must believe it, but you want to say that Beichuan Temple is cooking in a serious way?

Have you ever seen Zhang Fei's kitchen knife?

Although this analogy is somewhat improper, it is true.

Under the gaze of everyone Ruoyuowu, Beichuan Temple didn't care and began to do it.

First, add oil to the pot.

After oiling, Beichuan Temple diced the shiitake mushrooms.

After the mushrooms are cut, the oil temperature just rises, Beichuan Temple sideways: "Ginger, garlic."

Kamiya will send the chopped **** and garlic to Beichuan Temple in the future.

Beichuan Temple took the small dish of minced **** and garlic, poured it into the pot, and fryed it with a little fragrance.

After frying the aroma, Beichuan Temple put the diced shiitake mushrooms in and continued to stir fry for a fragrant aroma, then lifted the wrist and picked up the salt and mirin bottle next to it.

After a simple seasoning, it's ready to be poured.

Beichuan Temple removed the pan, and while using the remaining temperature in the pan to heat the ingredients, put the soup pot and kelp into another soup pot.

When it's almost done, pour the diced mushrooms.

Gulu Gulu Gulu Gulu

A tempting and delicious fragrance rippled around.

His swift actions aroused more crowds of onlookers.

"Is that the Great Demon King Beichuan?"

Someone made an unbelievable voice.

Indeed, there are only a small number of Japanese high school students who can cook, let alone in a city like Tokyo, Japan, and it is very rare to see girls who can cook everywhere in anime.

In addition to the heavy high school education, even if the students who know how to cook take a kitchen knife for a time, they also need time to be familiar with it. Will it be as rhythmic as Beichuan Temple?

Beichuan Temple side head: "Minced meat."

Kamiya Mirai reacted and put the minced meat that had been finely chopped into a plate and delivered it.

Beichuan Temple dipped his hands with some oil, then sprinkled salt on the minced meat as a seasoning, and then began to rub it.

Under his unusually skilled movements, one after another meatloaf appeared under his hand.

After doing this, Beichuan Temple's first step is to heat the oil.

When the oil is warm, wash your hands again. When the oil is about the same temperature, Beichuan Temple's hands are also clean.

After the oil warmed up, Beichuan Temple moved gently into the meatloaf, and at the same time let Kamiya Miku take out the excess firewood with tongs, and slowly fry the meatloaf on a low fire.

While frying these meatloaf slowly, he did not forget to see the mushroom konbu soup.

The milky white soup gurgled, and dark green kelp and diced mushrooms were tumbling in the soup, and there were some oil stars floating on it. The whole looked healthy and delicious.

"In the future, you can try the taste."

Beichuan Temple gave the dinner spoon and the tasting plate to Kamiya Mirai. After turning the meatloaf over and frying it on low heat for four minutes, he removed the pan and placed it on the other side, and then took the lid on one side to cover it. Use the residual temperature of the hot oil and the internal heat to make the meat patties cooked thoroughly.

Then, under the strange eyes of those students, Beichuan Temple took out another pan.

"How can I use two pans skillfully, the Great Devil of Beichuan can cook like this?" Someone couldn't stop the shock in their hearts.

In fact, if you insist, it’s not a big deal to know how to cook, but Beichuan Temple is the one who knows how to cook. This is really surprising.

Beichuan Temple has no time to care about these people's ideas.

The meatloaf is ready, and the next step is to pour the sauce.

"Black pepper sauce, should you be okay?" Beichuan Temple asked the girls who had been completely free.

"As long as it is made by Brother Si, it will be delicious!" Beichuan Eli raised her chest, arrogantly at those who looked at Beichuan Temple in a daze.

Beichuan Temple is too lazy to manage Beichuan's paintings.

He scooped out two tablespoons of soup from the mushroom konbu soup, added black pepper, and then thickened the soup with water starch.

While continuing to reduce the fire, Beichuan Temple picked the fried meatloaf out of the pan, and then placed it on a smooth plate.

Pan tilted

The fragrant black pepper sauce slowly falls on the meatloaf

Beichuan Temple then arranged the greasy broccoli, the cut green lemon and the excellent meat patties.

A sense of high-end atmosphere and high-end class came to the surface.

"This is great too!" Sakura Mio looked at the meatloaf made by Kitagawa Temple, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "I never thought about making dishes that can make this kind of high-end restaurant feel. It's me. I feel I can be a chef in the future."

Dayou Ai, who was standing next to her, couldn't bear what this narcissistic buddy said, and reminded: "This is not what you did."

"Haha! It's all the same!" Sakura Mio slapped his head and smiled heartily.

"It's just fried meat pie." Beichuan Temple said indifferently.

Compared with the simple layout of western food, the flower knife of Chinese squirrel fish and the carving of small scenery are much more complicated.

Therefore, in the eyes of Beichuan Temple, this is actually nothing.

"I've done it here, too." Kamiya Mirai grinned and put out the three side dishes.

Vegetable salad, fried ham, thick egg stew.

The small ham was chosen by Beichuan Eri.

She seems to like to eat this kind of simple secondary processed food.

"The rice is cooked too."

Sakurai Saki and Takigen Nanako, who had been standing next to the rice cooker, made a report.

These two girls are much more reliable than Beichuan Eri, at least they didn't make a mess of the last time the rice was boiled.

"Then eat." Beichuan Temple washed his hands again.

This is also the most important thing for the cook.

Wash your hands frequently.

Seeing that the group of Beichuan Temple and their group had begun to eat happily, the students who were watching couldn't help screaming.

I'm too fascinated by it, and I haven't done everything I should do now.