[Comprehensive] Life has finally attacked my cat

The sky was cloudy, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Jia Liang sighed.In such weather, it is not easy to control the humidity of the dough.

But it's only "not easy". Anyway, they all graduated from the demanding Yuanyue. Even if there is thunder and hail outside and it's the end of the world, they still have to cook dishes that don't hit the signs.

"Meow~"

The low air pressure put a lot of pressure on the cat's blood vessels. Even Kamui, who grew up in a leaky street, would feel weak all over at this time and turn into a soft and cute little cat.

"Huh? Be good, be good~"

After drawing out Bailan, Jialiang was busy for a while and didn't play games.Although the drawing card interface has been revised, the games are still the same ones, and although the sorting of famous books has been challenged, they are all books that she has never heard of, and the connotation is too difficult for her, a high school graduate who specializes in cooking.

So now Jialiang is playing an alchemy factory with a relatively colorful interface.This is a game similar to a dungeon breakout game, where skills are activated by eliminating balls of different attributes, and there are also different types of ball combinations, but she hasn't figured out which ones can be combined.

"Oh, wind and fire can create a new type. Let's go, Burning Dun!"

Itachi fell off the cabinet.

What did she just say?Burning escape?

This is impossible, how can people in this world know ninjutsu, and it is still a very rare blood succession...

According to Itachi's observations these days, although there are unscientific existences in this world, ninjutsu does not exist.The same is true for the man who used fire last time. The fire appeared out of thin air from the palm of his hand, and there was no seal. Even if he opened Sharingan, he could not see the flow of chakra.

So Jialiang would say such words out of his mouth, which is really inconceivable to him.

"Meow--"

Seeing that Itachi, who had been fighting with him, also came over, Kamui let out a threatening cry.

Don't make me angry with this nasty weather!

Itachi is also annoying.Both are cats, and both are sensitive to low air pressure, so neither side wants to do anything.

But both of them are the type who won't give up easily, so they looked at each other for a while, and finally ended with Kamui's concession.

He hates red eyes!This cat is reincarnated from a rabbit!

However, at this time, Jialiang's mobile phone made a "ding" sound, indicating to her that the dough was fermented.

"Well, it's time to dip the pineapple in sand."

Although it is called sand pineapple, it has nothing to do with pineapple in fact, it is purely a special event for powder.

Dazai seized the opportunity to jump on Jialiang's head, and glanced at both of them provocatively.

It's too early to compete with him for the most favored position in this family~

Jialiang didn't know when he got used to the weight on his head, kneaded the dough without changing his face, then dipped it in sand pineapple, and put it on the baking tray for final fermentation.

"Meow?"

"Huh? This is sand pineapple. It's flour, powdered sugar, baking powder, milk powder, and cream... Ah, it seems that a different one is mixed in, but that's how it is done."

After that, it was the work of the oven. Jialiang picked up the needle on one side, and took advantage of this time to finish the masterpiece that he had been working on for several days.

I heard that Xinyi released Xiaolan's pigeons, and then she was flustered because of her special concern for Xinchu. In the end, it was a misunderstanding. Xiaolan didn't like Xinchu himself, but his sweater...

Because weaving is not very helpful for cooks, Jialiang doesn't know it at all, and rarely wears such difficult-to-manage clothes.On the other hand, Yuanzi was so interested in this matter that she and Xiaolan's beautiful mother were forced to learn how to knit sweaters.

But if the eldest lady is concerned, she will probably give up halfway... Xiaolan doesn't seem to be very good at doing this kind of thing, maybe she is the first among the three to become a teacher?

Jialiang looked at the sweater in his hand, although he was not as fast as Feiyingli, but there was no mistake.

At times like this, I have to thank the chef for his concentration.

The sweaters are finished and the bread is baked.Jialiang cut the bread from the middle, added the prepared custard filling, sprinkled with powdered sugar, wrapped it carefully in wrapping paper, and went out with the work.

"Scotland, I know what you want to say, I promise to come back soon today, just to send a piece of bread."

Using gestures to stop Scotland, who wanted to say something, Jialiang quickly went out.It would be fine if Scotland could actually talk flowers, the problem is he just keeps meowing?

Although the sky was cloudy, the weather forecast did not say that there would be rain today, so Jia Liang went out with confidence.

Xiaolan's mother is a well-known beautiful lawyer. Although she is not divorced, she still uses her old surname when she opened the firm. She can quickly transform from a housewife to an elite in the industry. She deserves to be a graduate of Dongda University...

"Excuse me, Aunt Concubine."

Xiaolan's cooking skills are not bad, but her mother is not good at all... It's that kind, in the popular sense, not good.

Jialiang felt that if he studied dark cuisine, he could learn a lot from her.

Sure enough, Xiaolan was there too, still struggling with Huahua.When Jialiang took out the condolences, the mother and daughter showed expectant eyes.

... always felt like she was being fed by a zoo keeper.

"It's delicious - the sourness is lemon, the sweetness is..."

"Honey."

Eri took up Ran's words.Although I can't cook, my tongue is still fine... No, half of the problem of not knowing how to cook is my tongue, right?

Jia Liang, who has been influenced by chefs since childhood, feels a little incomprehensible.

"Yes, citrus honey to be exact, with apple cider vinegar added."

Hearing the unfamiliar term, Ran and Eri both looked at Jialiang curiously.

They are exactly the same... Are these mother and daughter?

"Fruit vinegar can bring out the aroma of fruit better after toasting... Fruit vinegar is just vinegar made from fruit, which is similar to brewing wine..."

When I was in Yuanyue, I learned a lot of knowledge about brewing from Liangzi.Not everyone who graduates successfully can sell everything like Chuangzhen. Everyone has more or less expertise, which is the so-called industry expertise.

"Jialiang is really amazing, I feel like he can do anything, he is worthy of being a graduate of Yuanyue."

That's what a layman would say about her, but Jialiang is still very happy.

That person wants her to be like this, someone who can bring happiness to others.

Afterwards, he showed off the sweater he knitted and was envied by Ran and Eri's affirmation. Jialiang packed up his things and decided to go to the port area to find Phil again.

If you don't watch her order, you will definitely not eat well again.Even though she is not tall at this age, Jialiang still has a little hope, please ask her to have a look close to her age.

The wind had started to blow outside, and the missing person notice on the telephone pole was blown off and stuck to Jialiang's face.

"……Eh?"

The face printed on it looks familiar no matter how you look at it.

This, isn't this salt?

Wasn't Yan abandoned by Yuna? Why did her missing person notice appear?

"Excuse me, Auntie."

Jialiang asks the woman who sells cigarettes next to him about the person who posted this missing person notice, and he successfully obtains his appearance characteristics.Hooded, blue hair and blue eyes, looks a little dark, with injuries on his face...

So it's not Yuna, the boy with blue hair and blue eyes, is it Yan's brother or something?

With Yuna's temperament, he should not be able to think of such a way, that is to say, it was the boy's own behavior.The boy who does not live with his mother suddenly starts looking for his younger sister, and even hides it from his mother. Most likely he is sleeping in the wild now...

So Jialiang left the matter of Phil behind him, and after searching a few parks, he successfully found a similar figure.

The boy in the hood, with a large stack of papers beside him, is really looking for salt seriously.

Although he knew where the salt was, Jialiang couldn't tell.

If Granu was persuaded, there might be room for redemption—it was impossible, Grano could not return the salt, she would have killed someone for it, and salt had become her spiritual pillar.

Even Yan's family can't take Yan from her...

Jialiang suddenly felt a little lonely.Even though he was always alone before, he would actually feel sad because of such a boring life.

Zhong also has her own job, just like her, lovers can't interfere with each other's normal life.

But Tottori is really far away. It will take a day to go back and forth. I heard that the work there is quite important, so it should be more difficult...

"Hello."

Jialiang pretended to be a passerby and approached the boy.

"Are you looking for someone, this child is your sister?"

The young man seemed not very good at communicating with people, and looked at Jialiang a little evasively.

"Um……"

"Very hard, this is for you."

Jia Liang handed the bread to the boy.

"Oh no……"

"The sooner we can find it, the better."

Although I hope he finds it sooner, I don't want him to conflict with Granose.

However, when this matter has something to do with Granu, there is no possibility of a peaceful resolution.

"...Xu!"

The girl who looked like a high school student ran to this side, Jialiang glanced at it, and decided that it was a prank by the gods.

The girl was wearing the same school uniform as Suto.

If only I could recognize reality...

Jialiang left time for the two of them, and left the park wisely.

But now there is no share for Phil, and there will be too little time to do it when I go back...so forget it.

She should prefer sweet little cakes to bread.

Going home at a time when Scotland is still tolerable will not be preached.Jialiang prepared his own and the cat's share again, and after thinking about it, he also prepared Zhongye's share.

Although there is a high probability that he will not be able to come back.

"Okay, tomorrow is the first day of my 21st birthday, and I have to work hard in the new year!"

Dazai, who had given up any hope for Jialiang's strange brain circuit, lowered his eyes, too lazy to look at her who pulled out the candle from the bread.

After tidying up the remains of the dinner, a burst of drowsiness hit Jia Liang, who yawned and lay down on the dining table to catch up on sleep.Scotland couldn't stand it and was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he worked hard to drag a blanket to cover her.

It feels like a worried old father, obviously he is the weakest and pitiful Zhe Er?

...although healthy ones can freely fall from the roof.

Sure enough, it rained at night, the clock was clicking, and when the hour and minute hands were about to stick to XII, the door suddenly rang.

Scotland, who was guarding Jialiang, raised his head sharply, and closed his eyes again after seeing the projection of the hat on the floor.

"Huh—is there 1 minute left?"

Zhong also showed a wry smile.It is not completely fruitless to delay so late, but this matter still needs to be considered in the long run. It is best to easily sell the information to the FBI or the like-but the most urgent thing right now is to take this cute creature to the bedroom.

"Sorry, there's only 1 minute left on my birthday. Happy birthday."

Although he has hugged Jialiang many times, Chuya still thinks she is too light.

"...This is a serious crime."

It was the woman in his arms who replied to Zhong Ye with a dissatisfied tone.

"Did it wake you up?"

"No, it's better to say that it's time to wake up."

Putting his arms around Chuya's neck, his breath and lips reached at the same time.

The sweet and sour taste makes people reluctant to let go.

Scotland turned around.It's good to be young, to make people forget that there is a terrible mafia standing there.