Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

This is an event that happened in a certain month in May.

The hand that opened the shopping bag was held, and Gancha looked suspiciously at the young man who stopped her.

After listening to the other party's words, she showed a hesitant expression and asked, "Are you sure, Mr. Tiechang?"

The place where they are at the moment is the apartment where Gan Cha's parents once lived.

This is a 2LDK apartment, the area is not very spacious, but the color is light and elegant, and the decoration is very lifelike.Since it has been a few years, the interior decoration has a bit of time frosted, old but not gloomy atmosphere.

No one lives here anymore, it's just used as a safe house.Gancha handed over the key to the manager of the apartment and asked them to clean it regularly.

But in addition, as long as she is in Yokohama, she will find time to come here every month to check the situation, so as not to be unavailable when needed.

Originally, she came here by herself or accompanied by the president, but Suehiro took a break today, so she came with her.

It was lunch time now, and she was about to take out the things she needed and prepare to cook, but unexpectedly, the other party expressed his willingness to do it.

"Ah."

Suehiro nodded affirmatively.

"You have always been the cook. Although this is something you are good at, this is not acceptable."

The brown-haired youth said, "I want to do something too."

"I'm glad to say that..."

The other party has such intentions, she is indeed very happy.But looking at his unchanged expression, I always feel that I have no idea.

Gan Cha hesitated, "But, is it really all right?"

Although because of her, today's Mr. Iron Chang no longer insists on the seasoning method that challenges the chef's nerves.

At first it was for her mood, but slowly his thoughts changed.

Compared with "things of the same color are more delicious when mixed together", the concept of "cooking from her hands is the best" gradually occupied a dominant position in my mind and became more and more ingrained.

It has to be said that many people were relieved at this point.

There is no big problem in terms of taste, but what will happen if he is asked to make the dishes?

The original plan was to cook oden. Before coming here, they had already bought the ingredients in the supermarket.

This is home cooking, and the method is very simple. Logically speaking, there should be no need to worry too much.

However, she always felt that she must not let her guard down easily when she met this person.

"Although I can't compare with you, I also have experience in making chivalrous wood."

The tone was still steady, but Suehiro was looking at her with slightly condemning eyes, with a look of "don't you believe me?"

"Talking about Mr. Iron Chang's cooking..."

This is why she hesitated!

"All I can think of is the eggnog you mentioned earlier."

Gan Cha smiled politely.

On the Tsukikage before, she had heard the other party personally say that eggnog was made from frog eggs to refresh Fukuji Sakurachi who was hungover.

The shock she felt at that time is still unforgettable to this day.

"Hmm." Suehiro was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with that?"

"May I ask, Mr. Iron Gut."

Regarding whether to let him take over the kitchen next, Gancha thinks he needs more credentials.

So she asked cautiously, "How did you do it?"

Speaking of his secret eggnog, Suehiro was a little proud.

Because after that, the captain was indeed very energetic, wiped the stained floor clean, and caught up with the subsequent meetings, perfectly achieving the goal.

——Because of such a happy (Fuji:?) result, Suehiro completely ignored the fact that the captain vomited all over the floor because of the frog eggnog, and his soul almost floated to the end of the galaxy.

The basic ingredients of eggnog are eggs, sugar, milk and rum.

"But at that time, the situation was urgent, and it was too late to go out to purchase."

Sue Hiroshi said.

So he walked around the team, found the colorful fruit candies and sweet milk that the deputy chief had left in the office, and also took away the wine that the captain kept privately.

After asking other people, I got the frog eggs from the anatomy laboratory of the team doctor. By the way, they also helped him clean them with deionized water, so they can be used directly.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Gan Cha asked, "Mr. Tie Chang, I remember you have a cafeteria?"

Was it wrong from the start?

"I don't know why, but the cafeteria is not open."

"..."

Probably to keep him out, which she fully understood.

According to the process shown in the recipe, the process of making eggnog is to separate the egg yolks and whites and mix them with sugar, and then add other materials.

"But there is no way to separate the strip-shaped eggs, and it is impossible to distinguish the yolk from the white."

Suehiro was a little distressed, "So I can only mix sugar and milk to boil, and then directly add the frog's—"

"Strips?"

That kind of bad practice is still to be expected, but there is a word that is very embarrassing

Gancha confirmed, "Did you say that the frog eggs you got were strip-shaped?"

"Any questions?"

Suehiro looked down at her.

——The problem is big!

Frog eggs are lumpy, strip-shaped, that's toad!

Toad eggs are poisonous! !

However, seeing him looking very happy, Gan Cha didn't want to dampen his interest.

... As for the eggnog, at least sugar and milk were not a big problem, and he could only find those at that time, and he tried his best.

If you get the toad's eggs, blame the team doctor.

Anyway, it's been so long, and Mr. Fukuchi didn't have any big problems...

In the future, she won't give him the chance to make secret eggnog again. Don't tell him about using the wrong ingredients. After all, he is a person who will take responsibility for it.

With unspeakable selfishness, Gancha apologized to Fukuchi Sakura in his heart, and then made up his mind to reject the other party's idea of ​​cooking.

Although the current ingredients are all handpicked by her, it's hard to say whether he will have any fancy ideas when making the dishes.

If you just put the white radish in with the skin and cook it, that's fine. What if he brings a handful of poisonous mushrooms from somewhere without her noticing, or accidentally blows up the kitchen? Isn't it very bad?

It's still raining heavily outside now, they didn't bring umbrellas, she doesn't want to go out to find a restaurant in such weather——

Gan Cha raised her head coldly, and then met the young man's gaze on her.

His light-colored eyes are extremely transparent, and there seems to be a little bit of anticipation.

Thinking of what he said before "I want to do something", the girl's heart softened suddenly.

A person who is used to holding a sword wants to do something for her that he is not good at - such a heart, it is not good to refuse, right?

……no.

No matter how you think about it, it still doesn't work.

"Let me do it, Mr. Iron Gut."

Gan Cha said nonchalantly.

Suehiro carefully studied her expression.

"Are you worried?"

he asked.

Of course you will be worried, please reflect on the reasons yourself.

...But with him watching like this, such words can't be said at all!

"Nothing like that."

Gan Cha returned a calm smile.

"You are worried."

This time it was affirmative.

"..."

Damn it, who is going to turn off this person's receptors for her emotions.

Gancha was powerless to refute.

Seeing that the young man seemed a little unhappy, Gan Cha felt that something was wrong, so he had to use the simplest method to divert his attention.

The girl stood on tiptoe, grabbed his shoulder, and kissed the young man's lips.

Although there was a little frustration, Suehiro enjoyed the little girlfriend's embrace very much, and of course it was impossible to let her go just like that.

When she was about to back away, the young man lowered his head, hugged the girl's slender waist, and deepened the kiss.

……

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she lay on the young man's chest, taking a long time to calm down.

Consciously receiving sufficient compensation, Suehiro no longer expressed dissatisfaction with her objection.

The two entered the kitchen together.

Facts have proved that the approach of coming in together is correct.

As a cook who can start with raw materials for all ingredients, Gancha did not buy planed bonito flakes, but bought a whole portion of dried bonito and prepared to do it himself.

For ingredients such as konjac and rice cakes, they did not choose processed semi-finished products, but carefully selected a whole piece of raw materials.

So she prevented Suehiro from throwing the whole dried bonito and kelp into the pot to make broth, adding seasonings before filtering out bonito flakes and kelp, and putting unprocessed ingredients directly into the soup at the same time. Cook the move.

However, apart from these, he did not do anything more outrageous.

It seems to be clear about how long the soup should be boiled.

It looks like—

"Mr. Tiechang, have you done this before?"

Gancha was a little surprised.

"I read the recipe."

Suehiro replied, "I memorized the steps when you talked to the manager."

When he decided to have oden for lunch, the idea of ​​trying to cook for her appeared in his mind.

Just now, the girl was talking to the manager downstairs and asked about the situation of the apartment, so he found a suitable recipe on the Internet and learned a little about how to do it.

"what."

Gan Cha hugged his arm and rubbed it.

This time she was thinking too much, the girl raised her head and smiled shyly at the people around her.

"But since you're here,"

Suehiro lowered his head and asked her, "Your method should be better than the recipes on the Internet?"

"Better or something, that kind of thing doesn't matter..."

The girl said in a low voice.

"tell me."

Suehiro stroked her long hair.

He did it to please her.

Just as she tried her best to make the cooking to his liking, he also hoped that the results of the cooking would satisfy her.

"Then I'll say it."

Sensing his seriousness, Gancha pursed her lips and smiled, lying beside him, pointing out, "The sliced ​​radishes and the upper and lower sharp corners can be removed."

In this way, it will not be broken when cooking, and the soup base will not become cloudy even if it is cooked for a long time, and the ingredients can maintain their original shape.

"Chikuwa cut diagonally is easier to taste. The rice cakes are put together with chopped shiitake mushrooms and put into deep-fried tofu to make a lucky bag, just like this."

She held up the small golden lucky bag that had been threaded with a toothpick in her hand to show him, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Tofu, konjac and radish with a special smell, as well as deep-fried meatballs, can all be boiled in another pot for a while before being put into the soup base...that's about it."

"Is that enough?"

Suehiro raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has seen the promotional video she filmed for Yuanyue, and she is strict with the time control of her cooking to the millisecond level.

However, what she said now seems to be very ordinary.

"Of course, what is Mr. Iron Gut thinking?"

Not everyone has to do that every time.

The emotions invested in cooking are the most important.From this point of view, the current him doesn't need much extra guidance.

……

They had been delayed for a long time before, and they also spent a long time in the kitchen.

It is already two hours after the oden is done, and this is also due to the simplicity and convenience of the oden.

But both of them are in a good mood, so they don't think there is any problem.

It was raining heavily outside the window separated by a wall, and cold moisture penetrated through the window cracks.

In the room with soft light, in the casserole in the center of the table, the light brown soup is gurgling and boiling, and the round meatballs and lucky bags are rolling in it.

Between the two sitting opposite each other, there was a pale white heat.

"what about the taste?"

Sue Hiroshi asked.

Such inquiries had occurred between them many times, but this time the roles were completely reversed.

"It's delicious, I like it very much."

Sensing the warm heart in the cooking, Gancha raised his head and showed an incomparably bright smile.