"It's probably what I said. Miss Nakashima will stay for half a year. Do you understand?"

Kitakawa Temple took out the washed flower mushrooms from a small stainless steel basin, shook their wrists, changed the knife to cut them on the mushroom surface, then picked off the mushroom holder, fry them slightly, wait until the surface is slightly yellow, remove them and control the oil, pour out some of the oil in the pan, leave a little base oil, and then add the prepared chicken paste to fry.

Add salt to the chicken, then add the flower mushrooms and stir-fry them together, and finally pour in the water that dissolves the broth.

The fragrance suddenly emanated, making Kitagawa Eri's nose move.

She walked to Kitakawaji Temple and then said in surprise: "Brother Si, do you still know how to cook?"

Kitagawa Temple usually cooks breakfast, which is just ordinary simple bread and milk salad, so Kitagawa Eri always feels that Kitagawa Temple can’t cook, at least not as skilled as it is now and does things neatly.

""Baichuan Temple.

Kitakawaji looked at her and felt that everyone in the world knew his abilities, and she knew nothing about herself.

"Well, this smells so good, right?"

Looking at the white part of the pot with a half-yellow yellow and bubbling hot soup, Nakashima Kazuya, the person who had just said he wanted to come to help the manager floated over.

She looked at it for a long time and then said in surprise: "This shouldn't be the traditional miso soup, right?"

"My own recipe." Kitagawaji replied simply, adding the Milin at hand to the broth, and then simmering it on low heat.

Then he reached out to test the oil temperature of the pan on the second stove.

After thinking that it was almost the same, I put the three herrings I bought and fryed them slowly over low heat.

Herring has been treated with cooking wine to remove the fishy smell. In addition, the oil temperature is not high, fry it slowly and turn it over more often, so it will not stick to the pan.

He took out a pan from the bottom of the table, washed it and turned on the third stovetop.

Next, prepare the sauce for fried herring.

Although there are many Japanese ingredients here, Kitakawaji still retains the Chinese habit of cooking.

I am used to use oil and like to cook on high heat.

But he seemed to have considered something, so the oil was not heavy and did not use Chinese wide oil in the traditional sense.

"Uh, Brother Si, can you actually use three stoves?"

Kitagawa Eri's eyes widened.

"It's a good thing not to let you do it, and you're still talking too much here." Kitagawaji said.

Well

Eri Kitagawa covered her mouth and obediently walked back to the sofa to watch her favorite small animal show.

Nakashima Kaori on one side watched Kitagawaji tearfully divide the butter into small pieces, and put it in the pot with his backhand. It might as well forget to reach out and turn the fried herring in the pot to the other side.

With this orderly rhythm and appearance, it feels like she can only help even if she wants to help.

"Then I'll go there too, Kitakawa, you're busy."

"Um."

Kitakawa responded without raising his head. While filling three fish with three plates, he tilted the black pepper sauce from the third saucepan onto the fish. With a sizzling sizzling sound, the fragrance also emanated.

He made vegetables and tomatoes as side dishes, put two plates on the table, looked up and said hello.

"It's time to have a meal."

"Here you come! The first meal of Ge Di's official cooking, let me come and taste the taste! Ah Sister Kazuya, please invite me first."

Kitagawa Eri sat down noisily.

But Nakajima Kokawa discovered that the originally noisy Eri Kitagawa stopped talking loudly as soon as she sat down to eat.

‘Is this considered the reason why Kitakawa Jun disciplined him?’

Nakajima Kohara was wondering, but she still came to the table.

"Brother Tera, how do you make this taste of fried herring? This is so delicious." Kitagawa Eri lowered her voice.

Kitakawaji held a small bowl and took a sip of the soup before answering: "I will write you one for my own recipe when I have time."

"Okay." Kitagawa Eri nodded, then started to have a meal obediently.

Kitagawa Eri started eating. Nakajima Kokawa sat on the other side, picked up the steaming soup bowl, and took a sip of the soup like Kitagawa Temple.

Then

"So hot! But it smells so good"

Nakashima Koka stuck out her tongue.

She has never been a foodie, so she has not won so many shows.

After all, most people can't think of so many adjectives to describe food, so her expression is straightforward:

"Another bowl, Kitagawa Jun."

Kitagawaji took the small bowl of Nakashima Kaori and filled it with another bowl of soup, and asked:

“Is it delicious?”

“Good.”

Nakajima Kobaya praised.

After hearing this, Kitakawaji nodded: "Indeed, I think it tastes good too."

Well?

Nakashima Kokawa pinched the bowl and twitched his mouth, surprised by Kitagawaji's "unmodest" behavior.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

On the other side, Kitagawa Eri still didn't speak and tried to eat.

As if he noticed Nakashima Kaori's expression, Kitagawaji picked up a chopstick of fish meat, dipped it in the sauce on the fish and asked, "Does Miss Nakashima prefer people who are 'clearly done well but have to pretend to be too modest'?"

"This is not." Nakashima Koka replied.

"Then I naturally don't have to pretend in front of you." Kitagawaji put down his chopsticks and continued for granted: "If I only deal with someone once or twice, maybe I will remain modest, but you will live in my house for half a year next time. I think we don't need to be so much prepared for each other, right?"

This boy

Nakajima Kamiya's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

From the beginning of the question to the natural reversal now, Kitagawaji seems to have imagined his own reaction and answer.

No wonder Chiba Ying said Kitagawa Temple is a not simple young man

After thinking about this, Nakajima Kokawa laughed twice:

"That's right, I'm being reserved."

On the other side, Eri Kitagawa still had a meal without saying a word.

Kitakawaji's eyes were slightly slower:

"Well, I hope you can adapt to the environment here as soon as possible, Miss Nakashima."

Nakajima Koka had a slightly correct attitude:

"Okay, please give me more advice in the future, Kitagawa Jun."

As for Kitagawa Eri

She was still eating, her little face full of happiness of being able to eat such delicious dishes.

Kitagawa Eri even thought while eating, and letting Kitagawa Temple cook in the future. She was just a salted fish waiting for the meal. How great would it be.

On the other side, Tokyo Chiba House.

"Sister, what are you still watching?"

Chibakura looked at Chiba Rein, who was standing next to the window and asked in confusion.

Chiba Ying has been standing by the window for a long time, not knowing what she is thinking.

"Oh." Qianye Ying sighed slowly: "I'm thinking about something."

Chibakura touched his head: "I want to do something?"

Qianye Ying sat down with a crutch, her voice confused: "I'm thinking about whether it's the right choice to hand over Sister Kura to Senior Kitagawa."

"Well, did Sister Kazuya agree to this matter?" Chibakura didn't understand why Chiba Ying thought about such a thing.

"Sister Kaori agreed for my sake. I just hope that her spirits that have been tense can relax for a while before she wants to ask Senior Kitagawa."

Qianye Ying was silent for a while: "My sister is incorrect in her condition, but her mental state is already very wrong, so I want her to experience it."

"Experience What can I experience when sending Sister Kuihua to Senior Kitakawa?"

Qianye Ying shook her head and stopped talking.

Senior Kitagawa.

I hope you can pull back the silhouette on the edge of the cliff

Life after dinner at the Kitagawa family is very simple. Eri Kitagawa took out the school homework to do it, and started watching TV after the homework was finished.
To be continued...