Plural Apostles

Walking into the kitchen, Siegfried saw an old brick-and-stone stove full of black ash. There was a small firecracker, and then the middle school dad was taken aback when he used the old stove to bake sweet potatoes...

However, Yae Sanji and Little Yae Sakura in the kitchen did not use the old stove, but a special steamer and a small stove. Little Yae Sakura stuffed a few pieces of wood that Siegfried was familiar with into the stove, and then lit some with flint. Dry grass to catch fire.

"What are you doing?" Siegfried approached curiously.

"Hoo hoo—!"

Holding a bamboo tube and deftly blowing air on the stove to make the fire in the stove bigger, little Yae Sakura breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Make rice balls!"

"Ah?" Siegfried was stunned for a moment. If the wood was not mistaken, it must be the kind of wood he picked up in Yae Sakura's dream... The wood that Yae Sakura remembers deeply is used to make rice balls ?

At this time, the old man Yae Sanji was holding a big wooden basin and laughed: "I don't have much other skills, but the skill of making rice balls is unique. When I marched, fought, and traveled far, I always took a few rice balls with me. , Over time, I learned how to make onigiri, and after returning to Yae Village, I also discovered some unique materials and developed a unique technique.”

"Grandpa, did you travel the world for more than [-] years just to make the best rice balls?" Siegfried squinted his eyes, "Also, is there something wrong with the ingredients of your rice balls?"

"Grandpa Sanji's rice balls are the best!" Little Yae Sakura argued.

"But it's also rice balls!"

"Little brother, I know that you must have eaten countless delicacies, but my rice balls are definitely not inferior to those made with spices and high-quality ingredients!" Mr. Yae Sanji's eyes seemed to be full of brilliance, and he was full of courage. There seemed to be a raging flame burning behind him, "The old man's rice balls are not ordinary rice balls."

Siegfried spit out a strange syllable: "so?"

boom!The big wooden basin was placed next to the stove, and the old man Yae Sanji raised his sleeves, and his aura spread, which made people admire: "I have traveled to the outside world for more than [-] years. Where has the old man never been? I used to be a guest of the noble banquet, and I also The cook on the march, the old man went fishing in the East China Sea, and caught eagles in the West Mountain..."

Hey Hey hey!There's something wrong with this style of painting, right? !

The corners of Siegfried's mouth trembled slightly, and he decisively interrupted Mr. Yae Sanji's words. He lifted his chin and blended into the painting style: "Hmph! I, Siegfried, haven't eaten anything... Ah bah! I, Siegfried, haven't eaten any delicacies. Ever? I have been to mainland China and tasted roast duck, cakes, fried rice in Yangzhou, famous dishes in Huainan, home-cooked stir-fries, spicy Sichuan dishes, all the ingredients and spices are selected, rice balls..."

"What about the onigiri?" Mr. Yae Sanji activated his interrupt skill and stared, "This rice ball is made from the specialty of Yae Village, you can't eat it anywhere else, today I will let you experience it! "

Little Yae Sakura waved her small fist: "Oh, come on, grandpa!"

"Okay! Then I'll wait and see today!" Siegfried said as he tapped little Sakura on the head, "Sakura, cheer me up!"

"No!" Little Yae Sakura shrank directly behind Yae Sanji, and stuck out her tongue at Siegfried.

"Hahaha!" Yae Sanji smiled happily, "Sakura, come help grandpa and let the little brother see the special products of Yae Village!"

"Okay!" Little Yae Sakura decisively nodded her head.

Siegfried watched the movements of the two curiously, and now he still couldn't understand why the wood in Yae Sakura's dream was the fuel for making rice balls...

Then the next moment, Siegfried saw Yae Sanji put a very familiar, fist-sized silver stone in a wooden basin filled with clear water and a layer of white rice on the bottom, and then began to wash the rice.

Meow meow meow? !

The last chapter is waiting for the evening, this is an original plot that has been designed long ago... Ah, I don't want to be called water! _(:зゝ∠)_

Chapter 11 Are you still trying to kill? (11/[-])

"Wait! What are you?" Siegfried asked aloud, "Stones? Do you need stones to make rice balls?!"

While washing rice with this silver stone, Yae Sanji explained with a calm expression: "This is a special silver mine in Yae Village, which can effectively absorb impurities in rice."

"Then why do you put stones in to cook rice?!"

"This is because the silver mine contains a lot of nutrients, which not only makes the cooked rice more delicious, but also healthier for the body." Little Yae Sakura held the bamboo tube and blew on the fire, then raised her little chin as if I was very knowledgeable explaining.

The corners of Siegfried's eyes twitched, and he dug his ears to suspect that his hearing was wrong. Was this said by an ancient man 500 years ago?

"Old man, aren't you really called Yazhong Aotian?!"

"...Little brother, this name is disrespectful."

Then it was Yae Sanji's turn. The old man was making onigiri with the help of little Yae Sakura, while talking about his superb onigiri making skills.

"Washing rice should be done slowly, three times in a row to clean the dust on the surface of the rice."

"Then put the silverstone and rice into the pot and cook over high heat."

"Wait for a while, pick up the silver-colored ore, put it aside, and cook on a low heat."

"Turn off the fire when the half of the rice in the water is crystal clear, take out the half-cooked rice and set it aside to cool."

"After the rice is cooled, add old vinegar and other seasonings, knead it into a ball and put it in a steamer made of camphor wood. Feel free to directly put the steamer with a metal bottom on a flame fueled by camphor wood."

"Then, old man, you made a rice ball the size of two-thirds of a head?" Siegfried sat by the table, watching the big rice ball in his hand jumping out of the corner of his eyes, he was almost full after one drop.

"I don't need side dishes for my rice balls, one is enough!" Mr. Yae Sanji gnawed on the rice balls boldly, "Xiao Ying took the rice balls and went back to eat with Xiao Rin. Come tomorrow on time."

"Okay, Grandpa Sanji! Bye, big brother!"

Little Yae Sakura waved her hand, took the wrapped rice ball and trotted away in the dusk.

Siegfried took two bites of the rice ball, his face showed a little bit of surprise.

"Hahaha, little brother! Tell me how do you like the rice balls?" Yaeyamaji had a smug expression on his face.

"The mouth is soft and glutinous but chewy, the taste of the seasoning is just right, and the woody fragrance conceals the defects of the ingredients..." Ziegfei opened his mouth and there was a series of seemingly professional comments.

"Eh...Although the old man is very confident, is it so good?" The old man was taken aback, and took a bite of the rice ball, which tasted even better.

Siegfried: "Master, you just listen carefully."

Yae Sanji was stunned again, and then laughed loudly: "Little brother, you are interesting, hahahaha!"

"Did Sakura also learn how to make onigiri from the old man?" Siegfried asked, biting into a rare onigiri that tasted good.