Plane Convenience Store

"The sauces in the future should be much tastier than the current ones." Izumo Kunimori thought, "But, how should I use this hot pot base?"

He guessed that the hot pot base should be the same as miso, and it should be used for dipping, but is his guess right?

Although he knows that the hot pot base material can improve the taste of the dishes, he does not know the specific use of the base material after all, so he dare not act rashly.

So he simply asked Lu Lu for help.

"The hot pot base is used when cooking hot pot." Lu Lu replied: "I don't know if you have hot pot there. If not, boil the base in boiling water. It tastes good with vegetables."

"And, if you can accept it, you can use this to make rice."

So, are there so many usages of hot pot bottom material?

Izumo Kunimori was thoughtful, and he thought about how to use this bag of bottom material.

"This hot pot base has more uses than miso, and it is indeed the sauce of the future." Izumo Kunimori said with emotion.

"Really?" Lu Lu asked suspiciously, "Miso is similar to hot pot base."

"Although I don't know much about it, adding water to the flavor will turn it into a soup like the bottom of a hot pot."

"It just tastes different."

"Pour soup on miso..."

"Isn't this turning into miso soup? This method is so easy!"

Izumo Kunimori suddenly realized, and at the same time he was also surprised, such a simple method, why has no one in Heianjing been able to figure it out for so many years?

Probably everyone dipped in the sauce and ate the dishes, and over time, they just acquiesced in this way.

The fact that miso can only be eaten with dipping.

No one questioned what was wrong, and no one went to find a new way.

So, everyone missed this delicious way to eat.

Although I have never eaten it, Izumo Kunimori has such a firm intuition.

"Thank you shopkeeper, I'll try this when I go back!"

After thanking Lulu, Izumo Kunisaki was afraid that his daughter at home would be worried, so he left the convenience store with the hot pot ingredients.

"Xingzi, I'm back."

As soon as he got home, Izumo Kunimori went to visit his daughter. After asking her about her diet for the day, he ordered the kitchen to cook with hot pot ingredients, emphasizing the practice of miso.

This cooking time, I want to make miso into soup.

"Make miso into soup? How could there be such a ridiculous method! Could it be that Mr. Guoshou is fascinated by monsters?"

The chef has been cooking for many years, and he has never heard of this method, but after all, it is the order of the Lord Guoshou, so he can only reluctantly follow the order.

"Miso soup, as well as strange hot pot ingredients, such inexplicable things, I don't know where Master Guoshou found them."

The chef is unwilling to work, and Izumo Kunimori has no time to care about the mood of a servant.

So when the hot pot base and other meals were brought out, he hurriedly entertained his daughter.

"Xingzi, try today's meal, do you still like it?"

"Thank you, Father, for your concern. Kyoko's appetite remains the same as usual."

"Still can't eat?"

"Sorry, my lord, my daughter really can't eat anymore."

"Ah, is that so, have you tried miso soup?" Izumo Kunimori asked with concern.

"Miso soup?" Xingzi looked at the extra small bowl suspiciously: "Is it the strange soup in these two bowls?"

"Yes, one of them is miso soup, and the other is hot pot sauce." Izumo Kunimori explained to Kyoko.

"Miso soup is understandable, hot pot sauce, what kind of thing is this?" Xingzi was puzzled.

"Well, this one, it's a new type of sauce eaten by people in Tang Dynasty. I've tried it, and it tastes very good."

"It turned out to be a thing from the Tang Dynasty!"

Kyoko, who has always been calm and reserved, couldn't help but lose her composure when she heard that it was the food and drink from Datang.

Even if she was a girl born in the countryside, she knew that things from Tang Dynasty must be fine products.

Whether it is tea, porcelain, or poetry, all things from the Tang Dynasty have more charm.

Among other things, her favorite is Mr. Lotte's poems.

Although the poets of Fusang are also quite sad, compared with the people of Tang Dynasty, they always lack a sense of grandeur.

Datang is really more than just a vast land and abundant resources.

Because of this, when she heard that it was from Datang, even though Xingzi had lost her appetite, she forced herself to pick up the small bowl containing the hot pot sauce, and took a sip as her father said.

"This, what is this smell?"

"It's so fresh!"

Just one bite, and the apricot tasted like the sea.

After swallowing the soup, Xingzi felt that he had eaten a whole fish, no, he drank the essence of a hundred fish!

Even eating the freshly caught fish alone can not arouse people's appetite.

"How about it, Xingzi, is it good?"

"Thank you, Father, the hot pot base is very delicious."

"Haha, as long as you like it."

Hearing that Kyoko also likes the taste of the base soup, Izumo Kunimori smiled happily.

Xingzi likes it so much, it's not in vain that he put in a lot of effort to choose the seafood base.

In any case, only apricots can be eaten.

"Xingzi, try pouring the soup into jime (ordinary rice). The jime that absorbs the soup will taste a hundred times better than ochazuke."

"A hundred times more delicious..."

Kyoko was obsessed with this sentence, she carefully lifted the small bowl to prevent it from staining her thick twelve sheets, then slowly tilted it, and finally poured all the soup into the small bowl that only moved a few chopsticks.

The diluted hot pot base, whether dipped in vegetables or soaked in rice, is extremely stimulating and delicious.

It was the first time for Xingzi to eat something with such a distinct taste. Stimulated by the thick seasoning, she ate the whole bowl of rice empty-handed, and even thought of eating a little more.

This is so wrong!

As a Ji Jun, how could he be so ignorant?

No matter how delicious something is, you can't eat too much!

Which noble lady would disregard the rules and eat and drink unscrupulously?

The noble lady’s elegance reminds Kyoko not to eat anymore, but seafood rice is really delicious, such a delicious soup, like a ghost keeps tempting Kyoko, if you eat another bowl, you can still eat another bowl...

No, Kyoko, you can't do this!

Xingzi's heart suddenly became excited, and she warned herself not to eat any more!

"Apricot, how does it taste? The miso soup next to the hot pot base is also delicious, you can try it too." Izumo Kunimori said with concern.

"I heard from people in Tang Dynasty that when miso is made into soup, the taste is not inferior to that of hot pot base."

What?Now that the people of Datang have said so, should we try again?

Izumo Kunimori's words completely defeated the last line of defense in Kyoko's heart. She comforted herself that people in Tang Dynasty also eat this kind of food, so it is elegant to taste the food that people in Tang Dynasty love, and it is in line with the upbringing of a noble girl.

In this state of mind, she finally tried to pour a small dish into the miso soup and savor its taste.

"Huh, delicious!"

"Originally ordinary dishes become so delicious after being filled with the taste of miso soup."

"Compared to eating this dish with sauce before, it's two different things!"

As soon as the miso-soaked vegetables entered the mouth, Kyoko let out a sigh of relief.

However, she realized her faux pas as soon as she spoke, so she covered her mouth with her sleeve after wiping her mouth, and regretted her smug behavior.

No, no matter how delicious the food is, you shouldn't lose your composure, Xingzi!

As a noble woman, one must have the cultivation of a noble woman!

But, I still want to eat...

Just eat a little, really just a little more.

This is really the last bite!

Xingzi took two more mouthfuls of vegetables, and the more he ate, the more comfortable he became. He couldn't help but pick up the bowl and drink some miso soup.

Ah, miso soup is so delicious, whether it is drunk straight or dipped in vegetables, it is so delicious.

Under the control of the food, Kyoko's sanity was taken away by the miso soup like a wild horse, which made her completely out of control.

In the end, losing her mind, she simply ate up all the side dishes, and after a quarter of an hour, all the maids cleaned up was the empty tray.

"When did Ji Jun's appetite become so good?" When clearing away the tray, the maid was very puzzled: "Ji Jun can only eat half a bowl of rice at most at most. Could it be that this is really due to the miso soup?"

She couldn't figure it out, so she decided to try it next time, something that Ji Jun would like should be quite delicious.

And she vaguely heard Master Guoshou say that this is something from Datang, since it is from Datang, then this miso soup is more worth looking forward to.

After Izumo Kunimori left the convenience store, Lu Lu remembered that since he was from Heian-kyo, there should be an onmyoji there.

But when it was his turn to ask Izumo Guoshou, Lu Lu thought that the person involved would not be willing to do such a thing.

Except for the mages of the Lilliputian Kingdom, he has never seen anyone who shared the red stone with others, so Izumo Kunimori should also be unwilling.

In addition, Izumo Kunimori did not say whether there were ghosts in his own era, maybe the onmyojis there were just deceptive parallel imports.

Lu Lu comforted himself that there is still more than a year left, and there are still many opportunities to meet ghost exorcists, so there is no need to worry now, it is better to practice magic first.

However, only he himself knows whether he is anxious or not.

After leaving a Ping'an Jing Guoshou, Qiu Tong actually came when it was almost ten o'clock.

Lu Lu knew that Qiutong usually came at seven or eight o'clock, but now it was almost ten o'clock, which was very abnormal.

Sure enough, as soon as Qiu Tong saw Lu Lu, he couldn't wait to run over and said to him: "Lu Lu, how about your internet here, let me use it."

"The wireless is at the back, and there's a password on the wall."

"Why, I haven't seen you playing with your mobile phone, why are you in such a hurry today?"

"Hey, you don't know, I just met a hedgehog." Qiu Tong sighed.

"hedgehog?"

"Yeah, I ran into a hedgehog when I was going to the bathroom, it was right next to my feet, I almost stepped on it!"

"You should wear slippers. If you are unlucky, your foot will be stuck in the hair of a hedgehog." Lu Lu glanced at Qiutong's feet, and said sympathetically, "The conditions there are really bad. Snakes and hedgehogs are all Yes, there will be no rabbits, right?"

"Uh... I really have wild rabbits in my place. Two days ago, I met two rabbits grazing together." Qiu Tong replied helplessly.