Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Eggs√, meat, potatoes√, eggplant√, green pepper√, milk, seafood, snacks...

Imaguchi held a long list in his hand, pushing a trolley around the supermarket, humming a song.

Looking at the red meat in the cabinet, Imaguchi picked up a plate of pork belly and weighed it. The meat seemed a bit small, and it felt like it was not enough.

Looking at the beef and tenderloin on the side, Imagochi simply took two boxes of each and put them in the trolley, and then put a check mark on the back of the meat.

Then he went to the seafood area to get some shrimp and mackerel. Looking at the cart full of meat, he nodded with satisfaction.

As for the milk and snacks, it was easy to say. According to past habits, I put all the milk I often drink and my favorite snacks into the trolley, and the trolley was quickly filled.

Imaguchi was holding two big bags of the things he had just bought, thinking about what he should do for a while. Curry rice is often eaten during this period, but now he wants to eat something else; as for ramen, the ones he makes are not as delicious as the ones outside, so it is better to eat them outside; sushi, rice balls, etc. have no taste; a sukiyaki pot People can't eat much, and it's easy to cook too much.

Why not go back and look at the recipe! It's better than thinking about it alone, Imguchi thought as he walked home. Looking at the big box outside his door, Imguchi stopped, with some doubts in his eyes.

He didn't remember what he bought. Where did this big box come from?

"Mr. Imaguchi, that was the courier that was just delivered. The courier got the wrong address and accidentally delivered it to my home. I helped sign for it. I'm sorry!"

After taking off the note on the box, Imaguchi read it at a glance, but his heart was full of questions, so who sent this box?

After putting the things he just bought in the kitchen, Imaguchi planned to move the box at the door. He lifted it gently, and Imaguchi was a little surprised. The box was quite heavy.

After moving the box in with all his strength, Imaguchi gasped from exhaustion. After resting for a while, Imaguchi used scissors to cut the tape on the box.

Inside the box was a pile of carrots and fruits, with a letter on top.

Imaguchi opened the letter and realized that these were sent by Kawada and his friends. They suddenly fell in love with growing vegetables some time ago, and then they planted a lot of carrots and some fruits.

As a result, the fruit did not grow well, but the carrots had a good harvest. They remembered that Imaguchi liked carrots, so they sent him some.

I took out a carrot from the box and looked at it. Sure enough, it looked good, very thick, and smelled like carrot.

Seeing the strawberries in the corner of the box, Imaguchi took one, wiped it, and stuffed it into his mouth. His saliva was sour that it came out.

As expected, the fruit cultivation was not very good. Looking at the remaining cherries, I didn’t dare to try it easily again.

After moving the whole box of carrots and fruits to the kitchen, Imaguchi looked at the various vegetables in front of him and worried about what he should eat for a while.

I randomly found a cookbook on the bookshelf, turned the page, and looked at the picture of scrambled eggs with carrots on it. Imaguchi decided to make this.

Wash the carrots, cut them into small pieces and puree them with a blender, then add eggs and milk and stir them. Looking at the orange-red carrot and egg liquid in the bowl, Imaguchi heated up the oil and fried it. Smelling the aroma in the air, Imaguchi felt like my saliva was about to flow out.

But what he wanted to eat today was naturally not that simple. After cutting all the other ingredients he bought into suitable sizes, Imaguchi took out the oven he had been unused.

I could only hear beef and pork belly sizzling in the pot. While Imaguchi was flipping various ingredients to prevent them from being burned, he took the opportunity to stuff two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

It wasn't until the room was filled with the aroma of barbecue that Imaguchi finally started eating.

The beef, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, is dipped in black pepper sauce and feels like eating steak. The pork belly is dipped in a bit of chili dipping sauce, which is so fragrant that it makes his mouth water. Paired with a chopstick of fried eggs that are fragrant but not greasy, it is so delicious that it whets your appetite.

After eating and drinking, Imaguchi stretched his body, poured himself a cup of tea, sat on the balcony and drank it slowly.

It was very lively downstairs, with couples on a date inseparable, old people supporting each other sitting on chairs to rest, and children playing.

Imaguchi looked at the scene downstairs and couldn't help but feel a little envious. The place where he lived was relatively high. Looking out from the balcony, he could even see that there was no one in the park. What Kou Xin likes to see most now is the lively scene downstairs, which makes him feel very cozy and warm.

Walking to the study room, looking at the two piles of books on the table, Imagination took out a pen, took out a book and drew on it, muttering something in a low voice.

In the mobile phone placed aside, a text message popped up quietly. It was a picture sent by Ginjiu. It was a photo of gourmet food. There were several flavors of cakes in the photo. Ginjiu asked him what he liked to eat.