[Net King] The continuation of the dream

"Senior, when can we have dinner?"

After an afternoon of intensive special training, the first-year student slouched on the dining table and asked loudly.

"I went to the kitchen just now, and Higurashi said that it will take about 10 minutes..." Bunta Marui, who obviously also cared about this question, answered the question, "I haven't tasted the dishes made by Higurashi yet, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"I'm also curious about Yuuhi's cooking skills. Seeing his usual 'virtuous' appearance, the food he cooks should taste good!" Undoubtedly, the fraud teacher also became curious and interested in today's dinner .

"...Dinner?" The staff officer, who was writing something in his notebook, suddenly stopped writing, and didn't express his thoughts: According to the data, maybe we shouldn't expect too much.

In the kitchen, the young man from Kyoto was wearing a pure white and clean chef's apron, and he was preparing dinner for everyone in an orderly manner—with a serious appearance.

"Do you really need help, Xiao Xi?"

A boy's smiling voice came from the door.

Sunset and Xiwu turned to look at the person who came, tapped the screen of the mobile phone with her finger, exited the online recipe page, put the mobile phone back into her pocket, and said, "Ah. Cook for a while, it's almost done."

"The fragrance smells a bit strange," Seiichi Yukimura walked to the cooking counter in two or three steps, "I wonder what kind of dinner Xiao Xi has prepared?"

"The staple food is ochazuke, stewed fish, stewed vegetables and fruit and vegetable platter..."

It is more suitable for this kind of occasion with a slightly large number of people. It is not too complicated to make, but it is convenient but suits the taste of most people. It will not make everyone who is hungry for a long time wait too long.

"Sounds good." Seiichi Yukimura became interested, and simply stayed aside to watch the cooking process of the young man in Kyoto.

Ri Muxi Wu said in a slightly embarrassing tone: "My cooking skills are not good, so it might not taste good." After finishing speaking, he lifted the lid of the pot, picked up a green packaging bag with his other hand, and was about to pour condiments into it .

"Wait a moment."

The young man in Kyoto stopped his movements and looked at his minister suspiciously: "Is there something wrong, minister?"

Yukimura Seiichi stared at the churning dishes in the hot pot, and then shifted his gaze to the condiment in the opponent's hand: "That's... matcha, right?"

"what."

"I've heard that you people in Kyoto like matcha very much, but this is the first time I've seen matcha in stewed dishes." Yukimura Seiki said with a subtle smile on his face, "I'm afraid everyone won't be used to this taste. .”

"...Is that so?" Ri Mu Xi Wu suddenly felt embarrassed, "I seldom cook." When I was still at home in Kyoto, I would occasionally help my mother.

"Hey, Xiao Xi," Yukimura Seichi looked at the large voltage cooker that was said to be still simmering fish soup, "Can you tell me what ingredients are put in that pot of stewed fish?"

Sunset and Xiwu were keenly aware of the other party's doubts about her cooking skills, and her tone was uncertain: "It's all fresh fish provided by the hotel, such as herring, bream, conger eel, sardines, and several small sea fish, with tofu and Wakame... I also added a few Sydney pears and some green chrysanthemums, which can dissipate the summer heat." After a pause, he added apologetically, "It's just... that I also added matcha, sorry."

Yukimura Seichi was silent for a while, looking at the unattractive stewed dishes in the pot, it was even more difficult to imagine what the final product of that big pot of stewed fish would look like: Thinking about the other party claiming that he was not good at cooking just now... this time , is really not modest!

After catching a glimpse of the faint disappointment under the apologetic expression of the young man in Kyoto, the Son of God of Lihai University suddenly smiled again: "Clearing heat, nourishing and nourishing, let Xiao Xi take care of it."

"...wouldn't taste good." Ri Mu Xi Wu actually knew that his cooking skills were not very good, but based on his own taste, he didn't think it was unacceptable.

"Don't worry," Seiichi Yukimura said calmly, "Those guys have a very good appetite, and they can eat anything when they are hungry."

At dusk and evening, the mist felt even more congested.It's not a big deal for his minister to dislike his cooking skills. If it really doesn't suit everyone's taste, then I'm really sorry...

Apparently, Yukimura Seiichi sensed the other party's entangled emotions, but he didn't offer any comfort—it can't be helped, after listening to such a recipe, and then facing the stewed dishes, it's a bit difficult to praise something insincerely——Smile Yingying said: "I didn't expect that there are things that Xiao Xi is not good at at all."

In fact, there are many things he can't do.Thinking silently at dusk and evening.

At this time, Yukimura Seichi offered to offer: "There are still vegetables left, please leave them to me."

"Don't trouble the minister..."

Before the young man from Kyoto could finish speaking, Yukimura Seichi cut off his words with a smile, and said, "You're welcome, Xiao Xi, compared to stewed fish and stewed vegetables...I probably like vegetables more tonight." It's not safe to hand over a dish to this person!

"Meat strips, squid, green peppers, eggplants, cabbage...these are stewed dishes? I don't want to eat them at all." The red-haired boy, who was originally full of interest, couldn't believe it when he saw the dishes on the table. Is it really Higurashi's dinner?"

"This dark pot..." Kirihara Chi also showed a very disgusted expression, "Senior Higurashi, are you feeding pigs?"

Sunset and evening mist: "..."

"Pfft, I didn't expect...it's a dark dish!" Nioh Masaharu couldn't help complaining.

"The plum chazuke made by Higurashi-kun looks good." Hiroshi Yagyu is worthy of being a gentleman, and he is good at discovering the shining points of others.

"These are the nutritious dinners that Xiaoxi put in so much effort to make for everyone," Minister Yukimura Seichi said, "Don't let this effort go to waste, especially the stewed fish soup. Everyone should have at least one bowl."

"No (don't want it), Minister!" Several teenagers lamented in unison.

"Why, do you have any opinions on what I said?" Seiichi Yukimura asked with a smile, and looked beside him, "Hey, Sanada?"

Sanada Genichiro announced after a little silence: "Let's start!"

Ri Mu Xi Wu, whose culinary skills were clearly disliked by his companions, suddenly suggested: "Why don't you go out to eat, I..."

Yukimura Seichi immediately vetoed it: "No need, the purpose of coming here is not to eat and drink, it is a shameful act to waste food!"

When the minister speaks, all the members of course cannot disobey.

So the teenagers hesitated, and even bitterly began to "enjoy" this "rich" dinner.

"Eh? It's not too bad." Fumta Marui was a little surprised, "Although the taste is a bit weird..."

"Well, it doesn't taste so disgusting." It just looks ugly.

"Thanks for your hard work, Higurashi," the military adviser thanked, "The taste of chazuke is very authentic."

"The vegetables at the end are not bad either..." Jack Kuwahara added.

"The vegetables are cooked by the minister." Ri Mu Xi Wu explained.

……

For a dinner, although the dishes were not satisfactory, everyone was stunned and ridiculed at first, but in the end they were very supportive and the solution was clean—just like the self-knowledge of Sunset and Xiwu, maybe what he made looks like Dark cuisine, it's not too bad to eat, some strange tastes are basically accepted by everyone.

It was completely dark.

After a busy day, the teenagers can finally take a rest after filling their stomachs.

The Japanese room is spacious, and a group of people sleep in the same room, but it is not very crowded.The more active guys, such as Marui Bunta, Kirihara Akaya, etc., seemed more excited, joking together.

"Excuse me, Minister."

The bunk in the dusk and evening mist leaned against the wooden wall on one side, and Yukimura Seichi was next to it on the other side.

"As long as Xiao Xi doesn't sleep talk or sleepwalk at night, I won't bother you." The blue-haired boy joked with a smile.

Ri Mu Xi Wu smiled subconsciously: "My sleeping appearance should be fairly regular."

"Then I can rest assured."

"Is Xiao Xi usually like this at home?"

"Ok?"

"It's such an old style," Yukimura Seichi commented, "It's like an old man."

"..."

Putting on a navy blue kimono, the young man from Kyoto held a book in his hand and sat upright: "I used to stay with my grandfather more often, so I developed some habits."

Probably his grandfather had always belonged to that traditional style.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding. Such a serious Xiao Xi makes people want to tease her."

"……what."