Draw the sword for the judge

"Eggs... eggs are not beaten like this..."

Novices start out by knocking the eggshell on the edge of the bowl or other slightly sharp places to beat the eggs, but as soon as Sanriyue comes up, they pinch the eggs with one hand... Note that it is pinching.

In an instant, the egg liquid was mixed with the eggshells into the bowl, which was horrible.The only consolation point: Fortunately, Xiaozhen washed the eggshells beforehand.

"Shrimp, put the shrimp in ice...ice water..."

Before the word "中" in the ice water can be said, a bucket of ice cubes is poured into boiling water, so that the hot water in the pot that is ready to steam the steamed buns for the whole Honwan lunch is instantly cooled. The fire was off.

Candlestick cut: Damn it, who sent this plague god away!

"Forget it, let's peel the prawns first!" Feeling tired, he covered his face and comforted himself: anyway, soaking the prawns in ice water is for better shelling.

A few minutes later, Candlestick cut looked at the scene of peeling shrimp shells like a large-scale dismemberment and skinning scene, and vowed that he would not do anything to these poor seafood in the next month.

"Well, this is the end of the matter, and there is still a lot of it," Candlestick said happily, while hinting with his eyes that Xiaozhen secretly changed the other party's beaten egg liquid behind Sanriyue's back, and when Sanriyue felt like turning her head back, Xiaozhen acted on the spot The action of filtering the egg liquid with a strainer; with a stiff smile on the side, he guided Sanriyue to jump out of the whole shrimp from the shrimp paste and half shrimp paste - twenty whole shrimps and shrimp shells came out of five catties of good prawns. Famous for not doing production? Sanjo home! ! !

The raw materials were barely prepared. As for the rice, anyway, the kitchen was preparing lunch for Honmaru sword, so there was no need to make additional preparations... Candlestick refused to say anything. less than.

Taiko Zhong Zhenzong: No, Xiaoguang, you are really worried that the kitchen faucet will be damaged by this vibrating sword!

After nearly an hour, Sanriyue finally finished the cooking. Of course, this "completion" is limited to the last step of all raw materials. For example, the seafood ingredients of seafood fried rice have been placed on the rice, and only waiting for the rice to be cooked; the cheese custard is finished In the egg custard step, the cheese slices have been put on and baked in the oven.

"Well, Crescent Moon," because the entire "teaching" process knew that his temper was no longer simply irritable, but the candlestick, which was trying to keep himself from being irritable, suddenly approached Crescent Moon and whispered in his ear.

He started from the fact that Sankayue was about to deliver food to Arukin, and while expressing the relationship between Sankayue and Qingbayashi, he implied that only Sankayue could handle the perfect Arukin.

Afterwards, when Sanriyue's mood was more joyful than before, and her imagination was full of imagination, she poured cold water on it.

"Listen to the news from Mutsu Mamoru," the source: the Chiryu God Judge.

"There are many people who like Arukin." In fact, there are many knives. For example, Honmaru has a lot of knives who secretly love Alukin.

"Hmph!" It's a pity that Qinglin belongs to him!

"It's a pity that Alujin is underage," this is what San Riyue said.

"This is underage..." The meaning is not complete.

"...what are you trying to say?" Hooked.

"I didn't say anything, just, just... hey, this is so uncool..." Old man, there are times when you are in a hurry.But Candlestick dare not drop carrots for a long time, after all, in terms of IQ, Sanriyue is much higher than himself.

"Anyway, according to the psychological book that Mutsu Mori read these two days," Mutsu Mori also worked very hard to organize a private school.

"Underage can't be determined, and their preferences are changeable..."

"??"

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻, he recommended this book to Mutsumori. Mikazuki understood it instantly, and then realized that Candlestick cut this guy and wanted to do small tricks-what is not qualitative, and his preferences are changeable, isn't it? Insinuating that he has an inelegant smell of kitchen fumes? Then, isn’t it just to let him go back to the room to change clothes, and take the opportunity to attack his “meal”?

San Riyue weighed the pros and cons, and used his mental power to sweep the food in the pot and the oven. In the end, following the principle that no matter how bad it gets, he accepted the "goodwill" offered by Candlestick.

Sanriyue turned and left the kitchen, went back to her room to change clothes.

"Huh--finally left!" Candlestick watched San Riyue leave, still not at ease, beckoning Taigu Zhong Zhenzong, who had been tormented by San Riyue, to squat at the door to watch the wind.

Then, he turned into an octopus with eight claws and started anew, re-making cheese custard and seafood fried rice.As for the fruit platter, as a sword, San Riyue's carving skills are second to none.

Because the main pill is very big, I didn't come back until 10 minutes later on the second day of the third month.

When I came back, whether it was the seafood fried rice in the pot or the cheese custard in the oven, they had all been packed into lunch boxes, and even the lunch boxes happened to be put into the packing basket.

"Hahaha, Sankaiyue, you're here," said Candlestick, feeling guilty that he hadn't been caught at all. He handed the last lunch box, which was the one with the fruit platter, to Sankaiyue, signaling Wuhua Taidao to pack it into the packing basket by himself.

San Riyue thanked her, put the last lunch box in as if she hadn't found anything.

"Ding——The transmission array to the garden of the direct club is turned on!" At this time, the voice of the housekeeper 003 sounded, and at the same time, the transmission channel was opened.

Sanriyue took the packing basket and stepped into the transmission channel, and disappeared with the disappearance of the channel entrance.

"Huh—finally left!" Candlestick felt relieved, and praised Taiko Zhong Zhenzong's tip-off.Afterwards, he took out the pile of garbage from the secret place... Wait, garbage with a good color and fragrance?

"It seems that you underestimated Sanriyue," Candlestick looked at the cooking that was a little worse than his own, and felt that there was something wrong with his memory.

At the same time, because of his appearance, he picked up the spoon and gave himself a mouthful without saying anything, and even gave the short knife a mouthful when Taigu Zhong Zhenzong was curious about a product.

"The taste of Xiaoguang!"

"My taste?"

With one voice, suddenly realized...

"Oops!"

"pill!"

Realizing that Sanriyue was determined to feed the "finished product" to Qinglin, Liang Zhendao couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately rushed out of the kitchen.They don't want to change Alukin or God Judge at all, woo woo!

the other side

At noon, the elites are sweating in the office and on the desk, consuming brain cells and forgetting to eat and sleep.What about Qinglin who caused them to be addicted to work?

After declining the order from Sebastian, he walked leisurely to the top of the clubhouse.

It will be said that the highest point is the same as the highest point of the apartment building, and they are all greenhouse gardens.

However, in terms of area, the garden on the top floor of the clubhouse is larger than that on the top floor of the apartment... and, although one is public and the other is private, it is private when everyone is so addicted to work that they almost eat nutrients for three meals!

Qinglin: That's right, he owns it!

Qinglin walked into the garden, picked out an unusually comfortable lawn, and took out a picnic cloth from the storage space.

When the picnic cloth was spread in Qinglin, the transmission channel appeared three meters away, and San Riyue came out of the transmission channel.

Qinglin raised his head, Sanriyue lowered his head, met his eyes, and smiled knowingly.

"San Riyue's craftsmanship," Qinglin glanced at the basket in San Riyue's hand, and the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth.

"Alukin, do you want to try it?" Satisfied with her previous performance, Sanriyue walked towards Qinglin, and put the big basket on the picnic cloth that had been laid out.

One person and one knife sit on a picnic cloth.Sanriyue took out three big lunch boxes with the attitude of a treater.

When Qinglin saw the lunch box, his eyes darkened.

Sanriyue was opening the lunch box, so she didn't notice the change in Qinglin's eyes.

Sanriyue first opened the lunch box containing cheese custard.

Because the cheese custard is fixed, the so-called packing means that the bowl of cheese custard is packed together.At the same time, the bowl is very hot because it is directly put into the lunch box made of this special material after it comes out of the oven.

Sanriyue was also afraid that the steam would ruin the grilled cheese on top of the custard, so she opened it first.

Qinglin knew the reason, and Sanriyue took over the hot job as soon as she opened the lid of the lunch box.

Sanriyue is helpless, his family's Alujin is not good at this point, he took the initiative to do the work of swords and swords, what should he do if he hurts his hand?

"Don't worry, I'll just help grandpa alone!" As a result, before Sanriyue could stop him, Qinglin took the opportunity to work and gave Sanriyue a lick on the cheek, which made the old man try to keep calm, but the roots of his ears turned red uncontrollably .

Qinglin thinks the five-flowered sword with red ears is interesting, and with his lips upward, he bites the red earlobe with one bite, making the old grandfather born in the romantic era of the Heian era immediately petrified: too, too bold!

When the old man came back to his senses...it was only petrified for a second...Qinglin had already processed the other two lunch boxes, and even placed a complete set of tableware in front of himself and Sanriyue.

Sanriyue: This speed is unscientific!

Sanriyue: Did he starve Arukin to death?

"I'm starting!" As soon as the tableware was put away, Qinglin picked up a spoon to scoop up the cheese custard.

Cheese custard is a home-cooked dish. The easiest way is to spread a layer of cheese slices on the prepared custard, and then bake it in the oven for a few minutes to melt the cheese slices that have remained solid in the refrigerator. Delicious upgrade, with a strong aroma of roasting.

Therefore, this dish not only has the aroma of eggs, but also the aroma of milk upgraded after roasting. It is not so much a dish as a dessert that can make people feel happy... Of course, if the cheese slices are replaced with brushed ones Mozzarella cheese, just better to enjoy.

Breaking apart the slightly burnt cheese that had been integrated into the custard, Qingbayashi secretly appraised it, and took a spoonful.

He took the spoon and put it into his mouth, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Sanriyue looking at him stupidly, and thought it was cute, so he changed hands and put the spoonful of cheese custard into Wuhua Taidao's slightly opened mouth.

The smooth cheese melted little by little in the mouth (obviously a failure of grilling), and under the cheese were damn grains of salt (hell, why hasn't the salt melted yet?).

Under the salt, the delicious custard smell hits, but before I can be happy, my tongue is hurt by something that looks like an eggshell... (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻, obviously filtered through a filter!

Sanriyue has mixed feelings, a genius like him...

Qinglin felt that the crescent moon with his spoon in his mouth was interesting, so he pressed the hem of the blouse of the crescent moon with the gesture of approaching him.

San Riyue felt grief and indignation, and felt that Qinglin was approaching again, but this time he was really guilty—he actually fed Alujin with such rubbish, how could he be wronged by his cleverness!

Sanriyue wanted to hide, but the hem of the jacket was held down by Qinglin, so under the action and reaction force, she couldn't control herself and slammed into Qinglin's arms, so Qinglin caught him right away.

"Mine," Qinglin murmured, wrapping his hands around his waist, tilting his head, sniffing his hair, and chuckling.

Sanriyue was trembling with Qinglin's laughter. Some people can only watch from a distance but not touch, because longing is the most beautiful distance in the world; People lost their minds, and he was the only one left with eyes full of eyes.

The wind was blowing, even if the wind that blew the messy hair brought Qinglin whole words - my clothes - but Sanriyue was still lost in the embrace with the sound of heartbeat.

"Mine!" He raised his eyes, grabbed Qinglin's clothes on his chest, and said viciously.