This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Although these seven people said the words "I believe in Brother Beichuan" according to the atmosphere, Beichuan Temple could still clearly feel the uneasiness and suspicion in their eyes.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care, the words 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 didn't hate living alone, but if he was asked to wake up, sleep and even think when he looked at other people's mournful faces like dead parents, then Beichuan Temple couldn't stand it.

After all, emotions can infect others.

Seeing that they finally started to be a little active, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate to find a good place to hang the Kagura bell, and then took out the Nishi Kujo from the backpack in front of the other seven people and put it on the small one in the middle. above the round table.

This time, the remaining seven people were all stunned.

The Great Demon King of Beichuan... came out to sleep with a rag doll and a golden bell?

What kind of hobby is this?

"Could it be that classmate Beichuan is a family type?" Someone beside him muttered in a low voice.

This immediately aroused their small-scale discussion.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple didn't care how he looked in their eyes, he stood on the balcony with a kettle in his hand, looking at the river spreading away in the distance.

Under the river, Beichuan Temple saw a few wisps of white smoke curling up.

It is said that there is also a campsite nearby. As the weather is getting warmer, many people from Tokyo have come to camp here.

Beichuan Temple took another sip of water, and cast a sideways glance at the Kagura bell, but there was no visible Kamizu 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 the other seven people, she can only do so.

"Hey——I said... Beichuan, why...we don't live in a...room by ourselves...Didn't we make a lot of money recently?" Kamizu Makie stopped reading the tongue twister, clinging Behind Beichuan Temple, it was like a ghost complaining.

Yes, after resuscitating Sugihara Tamako, Sugihara found Beichuan Temple again and charged a large amount of money to Beichuan Temple's bank card.

Why is Beichuan Temple still as stingy as ever?

Beichuan Temple saw what Kamizu Makie was thinking, and replied casually; "It's not a matter of being stingy or not. The eight-person camping event is decided by the teacher. It's not good for me to get special treatment alone."

"What... no, not very good? You look pitiful... you just put her here, she can't be happy."

Shen Zhu Maki simply dragged Nishi Kujo into the water.

After hearing what Kamizu Makie said, Kitagawa Temple subconsciously looked at Xi Kujo poorly.

Poor Nishi Kujo was pretending to be a puppet obediently, as if he was playing hide-and-seek in front of these seven people.

She actually looked like she was having a good time.

When those people weren't paying attention, Xi Kujo turned around and folded his hands together, and made an OK gesture to Beichuan Temple and Kamizu Makie.

"..." God resides in Makie.

"Shenzhu, don't always want to use your mobile phone to surf the Internet. If you continue like this, you will become a useless person who cannot live without a smartphone all day long." Beichuan Temple said in a flat tone.

Kamizu Makie's mouth twitched, and he muttered in a low voice: "I'm clearly a spirit... not a human being."

Just when she was still full of resentment and muttering, there was a sudden greeting from outside:

"I'm sorry, second-year seniors, our first-year students have already finished roll call, and the teacher is calling you from below... ah... Bei, Beibeibeichuan..."

The first-year school girl who came over naturally to call the roll saw Beichuan Temple who turned her head to look at her. She stammered for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to Beichuan Temple:

"Sorry, sorry!"

Then there was the sound of hurried and muffled footsteps leaving.

Bei Chuanji didn't care what the other party thought, and after a little bit of pleading with Nishikujo and Kamizu Maki, he ignored the strange eyes 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 opened its mouth, who would dare to disobey it?

Therefore, even if they were curious about why Beichuan Temple spoke to the puppet and the air, they all just maintained an attitude of awe and did not dare to delve into it.

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

 …

The roll call was carried out according to the class and the student number in the class. During this period, it went smoothly, and no one asked for sick leave.

After counting the number of people in the class, it is naturally time to make lunch.

As I said before, in order to sharpen the students' self-management ability, students must do it themselves for lunch.

Each group is divided into an equal amount of ingredients and firewood, and if there are more members in the group, an extra stove can be allocated for use.

Beichuan Temple and Kamiya Mirai are naturally assigned to a hearth.

There are many types of ingredients. Beichuan Temple randomly selected some ingredients, took them to the teacher for confirmation, and then returned to his own stove——

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

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

Mirai Kamiya, 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 Eri laughed twice: "Brother Si, I'm here to eat!"

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

Seeing Beichuan Temple glance at the ingredients in their hands, Beichuan Eri coughed dryly: "How is it? Brother Si?"

The meals prepared by Beichuan Temple left a deep impression on her. They were obviously made at home, but they had the feeling of ordering meals in a family restaurant.

It's delicious, but it's also pretty.

"It's not a big problem just to stay for dinner." Beichuan Temple was not so ruthless to drive them away directly, but the education that they should have is still necessary.

He rummaged through the ingredients in the plastic bag, and then said: "But the sleepover in the forest is also to exercise your hands-on ability. Occasionally, you have to make your own food, understand?"

"Understood! Brother Si!" Five neat words came out.

Kamiya Mirai next to him just looked a little weird.

Logically speaking, as a girl who likes Beichuan Temple, seeing her half-booked boyfriend so popular with girls should feel a bit of a sense of crisis——

"But why is there a subtle feeling of a parent raising a child?" Shen Gu future pinched his chin strangely.

Is it really like this if you have a big heart?

I really don't understand.

Kamiya Mirai shook his head.

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

He 'invited' the other group of people away 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 he promised them to stay for a meal, Beichuan Temple would mercilessly order them wherever they were ordered.

Seeing them frantically busy making a fire to wash the rice, Beichuan Temple also started his own work.

The first is to wash your hands.

Beichuan Temple washed his hands very clean by the tap, even under the nails.

Next, clean the borrowed kitchen knives, pots and utensils.

While cleaning the knives in Beichuan Temple, the students around couldn't help but took two steps back.

At the same time, they are also a little curious.

Looking at this battle, is the Great Demon King Beichuan planning to cook for himself?

And it still feels...pretty good?

How can it be!

Some people hurriedly shook their heads in their hearts, throwing this thought out of their minds.

That is the Great Demon King Beichuan.

If you want to say that he prepared explosives and poisons, they will definitely believe it, but you want to say that Beichuan Temple cooks in a serious manner?

Have you ever seen Zhang Fei carry a kitchen knife?

Although this metaphor is somewhat inappropriate, it is the truth.

Under the indistinct gaze of the crowd, Beichuan Temple started to strike indifferently.

First put oil in the pan.

After adding the oil, Beichuan Temple diced the shiitake mushrooms.

After dicing the mushrooms, the temperature of the oil had just risen, and Beichuan Temple turned his face: "Ginger and garlic."

Mirai Kamiya sent the minced ginger and garlic to Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took a small dish of minced ginger and garlic, poured it into the pot, and fried it for a little fragrance.

After frying the aroma, Beichuan Temple put the diced shiitake mushrooms into it and continued to stir-fry until the aroma was released. Then he raised his wrist and picked up the salt and mirin bottles beside him.

After simple seasoning, it is water.

Beichuan Temple removed the frying pan, and while using the remaining heat in the frying pan to heat up the ingredients, he added thick soup treasure and kelp to another soup pot.

Wait until almost, then pour the diced mushrooms.

gurgle gurgle gurgle——

A tantalizing umami scent rippling around.

His crisp and quick movements attracted more people to watch.

"Is that the Great Demon King Beichuan...?"

Someone made a voice of disbelief.

Indeed, there are only a small number of Japanese high school students who can cook, not to mention that in a city like Tokyo, Japan, it is very rare to see girls who can cook everywhere in animation.

Coupled with the heavy workload in high school, even students who know how to cook need time to get used to holding a kitchen knife. Will it be as rhythmic as Beichuan Temple?

Beichuan Temple tilted its head: "Minced meat."

Kamiya Mirai reacted and put the finely chopped minced meat on a plate and handed it over.

Beichuan Temple dipped some oil in his hands, then sprinkled salt into the minced meat for seasoning, and then began to knead.

With his unusually skilled movements, one after another meatloaf appeared under his hands.

After finishing these, the first step of Beichuan Temple is to heat the oil.

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

After the oil warmed up, Beichuan Temple slowly lowered the meat patties, and at the same time asked Shengu Mirai to take out the excess firewood with tongs, and fry the meat patties slowly on low heat.

While frying these patties slowly, he did not forget to check the situation of the mushroom kombu soup.

The milky white soup is gurgling, and the dark green kombu and diced mushrooms are rolling in the soup, with some oil stars floating on it, which looks healthy and delicious overall.

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

Beichuan Temple handed over the spoon and tasting plate to Mirai Kamiya, turned the meatloaf over and fried it on low heat for four minutes, then he took off the pan and put it on the other side, then picked up the lid on one side and covered it. Use the residual heat of the hot oil and the internal heat to cook the patty inside.

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

"...to be able to use two frying pans proficiently... so the Great Demon King Beichuan is so good at cooking?" Some people couldn't stop their shock.

In fact, if you have to say it, it’s not a big deal to be able to cook... But it’s really surprising that the person who can cook is Kitagawa Temple.

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

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

"Black pepper-flavored sauce, you should be okay?" Beichuan Temple asked the girls who were completely idle.

"As long as it's made by Temple Brother, it must be delicious!" Beichuan Eri puffed up her chest, proud of those who looked at Beichuan Temple in a daze.

Beichuan Temple didn't bother to care about Beichuan Eri.

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

While continuing to reduce the heat to thicken, Beichuan Temple took out the fried meatloaf from the pan, and then put it on a clean plate.

The pan tilts—

The fragrant black pepper sauce falls slowly on the meatloaf...

Beichuan Temple casually arranged the greasy broccoli, sliced ​​green lemons and excellent meat patties on the plate——

A feeling of high-end atmosphere and high-grade is paved.

"This is amazing...!" Sakura Mio looked at the meatloaf made by Beichuan Temple, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "I never thought that I could cook dishes that could make such a high-end restaurant feel, as expected It’s me, I feel like I can be a cook in the future.”

Day Youai standing beside her couldn't stand what this narcissistic buddy said, and reminded: "You didn't do this either."

"Haha! They're all the same!" Sakura Mio patted her head and smiled brightly.

"It's just fried meatloaf." Beichuan Temple said indifferently.

Compared with the simple arrangement of western food, the flower knife of Chinese food 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." Shen Gu Future put on the three side dishes with a smile.

Vegetable salad, fried ham, thick fried egg.

The ham was chosen by Eri Kitagawa.

She seems to particularly enjoy eating this simple, secondary processed food.

"The rice is ready too."

Saki Sakurai and Nanako Takigen, who had been standing next to the cooking pot, made reports.

These two girls are much more reliable than Beichuan Eri, at least they didn't make trouble like last time when the rice was overcooked.

"Then let's eat." Beichuan Temple washed his hands again.

This is also the most important thing for cooking people to pay attention to.

Wash your hands frequently.

Seeing that Beichuan Temple and his group had already started to eat happily, the students who were watching couldn't help screaming.

I'm so fascinated by watching it, I haven't done what I should do yet.

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