The Diary of Raising a Dragon in Wutiao Family

◎Dragon Tattoo◎

It's not that Gojo Satoru has never been suspended in the air before, but he used his own no-lower limit technique to step on the compressed air under his feet, making it seem like he was floating.

This is completely different from being lifted up by a little lolita.

After the 1.9-meter Gojo Satoru was put down by Kanna, he lifted the silver hair around his ear and brushed up the hair that was in the way, "I won't tease you."

He bent his knees and squatted down, and was at eye level with Kang Na. He passed his hands under her armpits, like a classic scene in an animated movie about lions, raising the harmless little dragon cub in front of him. Holding it up high, the tone was helpless, "That's fine."

Kang Na looked at him innocently with blue eyes, and kicked in the air with her little fleshy legs dressed in white silk again.

Can't kick it at all.

There is a long distance between her and Gojo Satoru, and she can't touch them.

It seems... barely counted as a hug.

As long as it's a hug, it's considered reconciliation.

Satisfied, Kang Na's dragon horns and tail popped out, and she returned to the way she was relaxing at home before.Connor handed him the bag in her hand, trying her best to keep her tone in a straight line, but couldn't restrain the little pride in her heart, she said blankly, "Butter potatoes."

Kang Na looked at him expectantly, and said, "I bought it on purpose."

"Ah."

As soon as he said buttered potatoes, he remembered what the two of them had said when they were eating roasted sweet potatoes, and Gojo Satoru had already guessed the general idea.

So what Kang Na is holding in her hands this time is not buttery potatoes, but the result of her first errands on her own initiative.

He took the completely cold buttered potatoes in Kang Na's hands. It looked very bad. It looked like it had been shaken vigorously in one place. The soup was everywhere, and it looked like It was just rescued from the slop bucket. In the eyes of the young master Gojo Satoru, it would not be surprising if he was thrown away in the next second.

Still he picked up the fork, took a piece and put it in his mouth.Because it has been cold, the taste of the potatoes is very stiff when biting into it. It is not as glutinous as I remembered before. It is as cold as pebbles that have been polished by the sea.The curdled butter was also completely flavorless and was abysmal on top of the otherwise hard potatoes, like clumped gravel.

It can be said that it is the worst butter potato he has ever eaten in his life.

There was no abnormality on his face, he squinted his eyes and swallowed, and said with a smile: "It's delicious."

Kang Na flickered blue eyes, turned her head excitedly, "I'll give it to Tsumiji!"

So she ran up the stairs with a stomping sound, Gojo Satoru's face softened until the moment when Kang Na disappeared at the top of the stairs.

In the next second, he was like a cat smelling snail powder, his eyebrows furrowed, his tongue stuck out in nausea, and he bent down to support the table as if he was poisoned, "I want to eat more Xijiufu and rinse my mouth."

Under Fu Heihui's calm gaze, he ate four Xijiufu in a row before recovering from the poison buff.

"Is it so unpalatable?" Fu Heihui walked over and took a bite of the buttered potatoes that he and Kang Na had brought back with great pains.

Halfway through the meal, his face froze, he turned his head silently, and with a back view that seemed reluctant at first glance, he slowly swallowed the taste that had turned into pebbles stained with sand and gravel.

"There are two left." Wutiao Wuru looked at the two remaining butter potatoes in the box.

"I always feel that it's a pity to just throw it away." Wujo Wu turned his head and discussed with him in a good tone, "One for you, one for me?"

Fu Heihui shook his head slowly, got up, and with a "please" gesture, said in a flat voice: "Kangna bought it for you."

Although the buttery potatoes Yugou ate tasted better than the ones he ate now.

Dogs eat better than Gojo Wu.

Gojo Gojo hammered the table, "Have you ever treated a guardian like this! Be careful, I will sue you to the Guardian Protection Association!"

"Are you a precious animal... How could there be such a thing." Fu Heihui was halfway through speaking, and suddenly remembered that Kang Na said that he would give it to Tsumiji.

With Tsumiji's usual gentle personality, she definitely wouldn't spit it out in person.

Tsumiji... Do you want to eat this kind of buttery potato that Jade Dog doesn't even know how to eat?

Cold buttered potatoes.

Dogs don't eat it.

The calm expression on Fu Heihui's face wavered.

The idea of ​​sacrificing himself to save others was circling in his mind, and he finally plucked up the courage to go upstairs, intending to help Jin Meiji eat something that "dogs would not eat".He just walked to the elevator door, and before he could press the button, the elevator opened automatically like a sensor door in a shopping mall, and Tsumiki just came out of the elevator door holding Kang Na's hand.

Tsumiji smiled and asked her, "Did you only eat two yuan, Kanna?"

Connor was taken aback.At that time, she seemed so happy that she didn't remember how many pieces she ate, but she gave two small pieces to Yugou, so she probably didn't finish one portion.

She didn't hold Tsumiki's hand, she snapped her fingers like she was doing a math problem in elementary school, and slowly recalled the situation at that time.

It seems... It seems that I ate a piece of Hui at first, then a piece of Yuanzi, and a piece of Lan.After getting her own share, she gave Yuanzi and Xiaolan one piece each, and the remaining two pieces were given to Yugou, with Hui's piece in the middle.

Kang Na first stretched out all five fingers, and then pressed back one of the fingers of her right hand with her left hand, and said crisply, "I ate four pieces in total." It was a portion of buttered potatoes.

"Then you probably haven't had enough of it yet." Tsumiki, who didn't know that buttery potatoes had turned into a cursed taste, said with a smile, "Then share my share with you."

Kang Na cheered and raised her hand: "Yeah!"

Fu Heihui wanted to stop her, so he just opened his mouth, and when Tsumiji passed the kitchen, he took the buttered potatoes in front of Gojo Wu, "Let me help Mr. Wu heat up this too."

Gojo Satoru turned his head with a daze on his face, "...heat?"

"That's right, how can you eat without heating it?" Tsumiji turned around and saw Fuguro Hui and Gojo Satoru's faces were surprisingly the same. It was very strange, "What, what's wrong with you two?"

A look of eating shit.

"No, it's nothing." Gojo Satoru's tone was stiff.

Damn, it seems that he was still dazed at the time.

Tsumiji first took out all the buttered potatoes and put them on a plate, and then put them in the microwave, "How long is better... Let's try it for half a minute."

Half a minute later, when the microwave oven was turned on, a milky smell wafted out of the kitchen.

Kang Na picked up a fork and took a sip, frowned, pouted, and said with some disappointment, "It seems that it's not as good as it was back then."

Gojo Satoru affirmed: "No, it's much more delicious than just now."

His shadow over buttered potatoes removed.

He has become the third man in Japan who likes to eat butter potatoes again!

"I'll take you to Hokkaido to eat next time." Connor said vaguely with a potato stuffed in her mouth, "After I learn how to use cognitive blockage, I can pass by with a whiff."

Although she hasn't learned cognitive impairment like Master Thor, she can already see the excitement of imagining the future in her eyes, "In this way, I can eat once every lunch break!"

Tsumiji smiled and said, "That's too diligent."

"Because I want to eat." In Kanna's eyes, traveling from Tokyo to Hokkaido means going downstairs to a convenience store. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is not too troublesome.The biggest problem is that he was easy to be seen when he became a dragon and flew in the sky. At that time, he was too anxious to quarrel with Wu and flew out.

"Actually, buttered potatoes are very simple. We can make them at home without going to Hokkaido." After Tsumiji finished speaking, two straight eyes, one high and one low, looked at her at the same time.It came from the sight that Japan’s No. [-] and Japan’s No. [-] like to eat buttered potatoes. Tsumiji wondered, “Mr. Satoru, I’m not sure if the taste will be the same as Hokkaido’s, just try it.”

"Ok, I know."

"So stop looking at me with such anticipation." Tsumiji unconsciously lowered her voice, slightly shy, "I will be under pressure."

The method of butter potatoes is really simple. It’s better to say that you don’t need to delve into it. You can make it at home just by looking at the finished product.

Cut a cross in the middle of a potato, then steam it in a pot, take it out, coat it with sauce, and put butter cubes on it.

The question is what the sauce is.

This question seems to be that everyone knows that fried chicken is fried in a frying pan, but they can't be specific about the temperature and time when frying chicken nuggets in the pan, as well as the preparation of chicken nuggets before marinating and breading.These are trade secrets, if known, Hokkaido butter potatoes would not be so famous.

Fortunately, Fukurotsu Miki has foreign aid.

The method of fried chicken nuggets last time was also learned from foreign aid.The foreign aid family has a small restaurant, so I know many interesting and unusual methods. Last time, I told her that in addition to wrapping the marinated chicken nuggets in egg liquid, you can also try to wrap the chicken nuggets in yogurt. A layer of bread crumbs.After trying it myself, the crispy skin on the fried chicken nuggets wrapped in yogurt and bread crumbs is not easy to fall off, and the gravy is more than that wrapped in ordinary egg liquid.

Because of the expectations of Japan's second and Japan's third buttery potato lovers, she went to ask her foreign aid, that is, her deskmate, Xingping Chuangzhen.

It seemed that Xing Ping Chuangzhen didn't sleep well last night, and was still dozing off when class was about to start. Tsumiji gently poked his elbow that was pressing his head with a mechanical pencil.

no response.

Tsumiji called him again in a low voice, "Student Xingping."

no response.

Tsumiji continued to ask him in a low voice: "I want to ask how to make delicious butter potatoes."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen's head was lying on his elbow, his breath was like gossamer, and his voice was like a gnat. "Ingredients are very important. First of all, we must buy potatoes from Hokkaido. 80% of potatoes in Japan come from Hokkaido, and Hokkaido's potatoes are also genetically selected, and The ratio in other places is also a little sweeter, so..."

Tsumiji took notes in her draft book: buy potatoes from Hokkaido.

She was listening carefully, when the harsh class bell rang, Xing Ping Chuangzhen shivered, his head slipped off his elbow, he shook his head, and planned to start listening to the class.

Tsumiji was still waiting for him with a pen in his hand, and asked, "The place of origin should be Hokkaido. What's the next step?"

"Huh? What Hokkaido, what's the next step?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen rubbed the tears from yawning, "I'm sorry, I studied new dishes until late yesterday, and I just kept sleeping. Did you talk to me just now?"

Been sleeping?Who was it that spoke just now?

Is it a dream?

If you ask a question about cooking, will you answer it even in a dream?

Because Gojo Satoru often talks nonsense in a serious manner, Tsumiji couldn't tell whether he was joking or not for a while.But looking at the innocent expression on Xing Ping Chuangzhen's face, it seems that he is not joking with her.Tsumiji couldn't help but curled her fingers to her lips, and smiled softly, "Well, I'll ask you after school, so let's take a good rest in the morning."

Xing Pingchuang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Although I don't know what happened, I'm sorry anyway."

Halfway through, the teacher came in with the textbook.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen hastened to speak quickly and said, "Just ask me when this class is over."

In the end, get out of class was not over yet, because it was a question about cooking, Xing Ping Chuangzhen couldn't sit still and turned his head frequently, but Tsumiji was always very serious in class and would not whisper to him.So Xing Ping Chuangzhen tore a piece of paper, rolled it into a note, and threw it over.

The little paper ball flicked twice on the desk, and Tsumiji noticed it, and unfolded it secretly while the teacher was not paying attention.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen watched expectantly from the side, and then saw with his own eyes that Tsumiki pressed the crumpled paper under the pencil case, continued to look up, and seemed to be listening carefully.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was a little hesitant about cooking-related matters, but because he was in class, he had no choice but to turn his head and listen to what the math teacher was talking about.

When he was distracted, he couldn't understand what the teacher was talking about.Just when I was a little bored and wanted to turn my pen to play, I lowered my head, only to realize that there was a small ball of paper that I threw before on my desk.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen turned his head to look at Tsumiji in surprise, but Tsumiki still looked up at the blackboard, seeming to be engrossed.If it weren't for the fact that he tore this piece of paper, he would have believed that Jin Meiji was not distracted at all.

He glanced at the teacher and carefully unfolded the paper.

What, how to make butter potatoes, super simple!

Xing Ping Chuangzhen began to scribble on the crumpled paper, using katakana or drawing when encountering words he did not know.As a result, Butter Potatoes, which can be completed in three steps, was written on two full pages under his abundant energy.After finishing writing, he didn't pass it to Jin Meiji immediately, but read it twice with satisfaction, and was just about to crumple it up and throw it over when the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

While the get out of class bell was still ringing, he couldn't wait to stretch out his hand and hand over the paper in his hand, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me anytime!"

The teacher was still saying "get out of class is over" but he completely overwhelmed it.

The whole class suddenly burst into laughter, and the teacher glanced at him, "Student Xingping, be more serious in class next time."

Xing Pingchuang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, I will pay attention."

With a smile on the corner of Tsumiji's mouth, she carefully read the tutorial on making buttered potatoes written by Soma Xinghei.

He wrote very seriously, which is enough to show his enthusiasm for cooking.

Not only did I write how to judge potatoes from their appearance, but also how much water should be put in steamed potatoes and how long to steam them.After that, I carefully wrote it on the side. If you are not sure whether the potatoes are cooked, you can poke them with a toothpick.

Then it was about the sauce on the buttered potatoes. He first wrote that it is okay to add salt. If you are looking for a taste, you can add mashed dragon fennel to the mayonnaise, and then put butter on the potatoes while they are still hot.Then he photoshopped the butter brand that he often uses in [Xingping Restaurant] opened by his own family. It can be said that he is meticulous and sincerely wants to teach her.

Looking at these two pieces of paper, Tsumiji also felt that she should not overturn.

But I didn't expect that after school, there would be problems in the first step of picking potatoes.After finally finding potatoes that were produced in Hokkaido, I was entangled in the color of the potato skin written by Xinghei Chuangzhen. He said that potatoes with a yellower color would taste more floury, which is very suitable for use as materials.But what kind of yellow is called yellow?How do you feel, it seems to be the same?

Except that the skin of the potatoes was not damaged, she couldn't pick out the rest.

Having said that, I only noticed now what the hell is the "Dragon Fennel"?I don't know this Chinese character at all, is it also a kind of sauce?Or the seasoning?

Fukurotsu Miki was completely lost.

Why is it so difficult to do it yourself while it looks so simple on paper?

She held potatoes in her left and right hands, and stood alone for 2 minutes to compare them carefully.Stretching out a hand diagonally, he helped her take the potato on the left and put it into the bag. Tsumiki was startled, and turned around to find that it was Soma Xinghei.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen didn't say much, bowed his head and quickly picked seven or eight potatoes and put them in her bag.Tsumiji blushed, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay. I often come here with my mother to pick things up. I'm already very proficient, so don't worry about it." After being a good person, Xing Ping Chuangzhen enthusiastically helped her pick out the remaining things to buy. There was no dragon anise in the mall, so Xing Ping Chuangzhen changed it. other spices instead.

Xing Pingchuang really went out with his mother to pick out the ingredients, and after picking out everything, he asked Jin Meiji: "Do you need me to help you?"

"Huh?" Tsumiji was still thinking about how much water to add later, and she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes when she heard Xinghei's words, "Is it really possible!"

If you are lucky enough to help Ping Chuangzhen, you will never fail.

After she was happy, she covered her mouth in embarrassment again, "Sorry, I was too excited for a while. But don't bother you so much, I will be embarrassed."

After school, Xing Ping Chuangzhen got enough sleep for the day, and returned to his usual cheerful and natural look, "It's okay, don't worry, you helped me a lot with my homework before."

Not waiting for Tsumiji to evade, he ran to his mother and said to help his classmates, put the ingredients he bought together into the hands of his mother Kohei Zhuzi, turned around, and waved as he ran, "I have already agreed with my mother , let me go to your house! Aren’t your brothers and sisters looking forward to it? If I’m here, there will be absolutely no problem.”

In fact, except for younger siblings.

There is an adult in the family.

Fukurotsu Miki's first reaction was to cause trouble for Xingping mother and son.

Because the ingredients in Xingping Chuangzhen's hands were handed over to Xingping Zhuzi, Xingping Zhuzi's hands were full, which seemed a bit laborious.Tsumiki bowed to Xinghei Zhuzi and apologized, "I'm sorry for making you hard."

She wanted to make amends, and said hurriedly: "Why don't I help you take the ingredients back together."

"No, that brat can't help me get too many things by itself." Seeing the troubled expression on Tsumiki's face, Zhuzi Xingping probably guessed her character, so she showed a hearty smile like that of Xingping Chuangzhen on her face, "If you're really sorry, you can come to my store to help next time. There will be an event in the commercial street in a few days, and our family will give free dumplings to customers. Then you can come to my house to make dumplings together."

After hearing this, Tsumiji breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! I will definitely come to help!"

Xingping Zhuzi herself didn't want the elementary school students to play a big role, so she just changed the way she invited her to come and play, so she smiled and waved, and left.

After Xingping Zhuzi left, Fukurotsu Miki's expression changed suddenly.

Things happened too quickly and too naturally, Fukurotsu Miki didn't react for a while.

She should also ask if there is any problem at home.

After all, Gojo Satoru is a conjurer, and the friends he invites to play at home are also conjurers.There might be some reason in the house that she doesn't usually know and that is not suitable for other ordinary people to come in.

"I'm sorry, wait for me a little longer." Tsumiji sent a message on the spot with embarrassment, asking Gojo Satoru if he could bring his friend home.

Fortunately, the difficult waiting process was not long, and Wujo Wu returned quickly, but he was told not to go to the fifth and sixth floors, and the rest was optional.

Only then did Tsumiji feel relieved.

Looks like butter potatoes are no problem anymore!

So she took her foreign aid home.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen has a straightforward personality and doesn't hide his thoughts. When he saw something he didn't understand, he asked directly, "Student Jin Meiji, I remember that your surname is Fuhei, why is the nameplate on your door saying 'Five Articles'? "

Tsumiji paused and said, "It's the guardian's surname."

"The one from the class last time?"

"Ah."

After Xing Ping Chuangzhen held his chin, he suddenly said, "It's very suitable for that adult's surname."

"Ok?"

"It just sounds appropriate." Xingping Chuangzhen's language vocabulary is poor, and there is only one sentence to say, "Very handsome."

"Mr. Wu, he..."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen interrupted her excitedly, just like Xin Dalu, "Oh, is the name still 'Wu'! I feel more handsome!"

Gojo Satoru inside the door felt secretly refreshed when he heard the conversation, but he didn't say anything.

After Xing Ping Chuangzhen met Gojo Satoru at home, he said the second part of the sentence that made him excited: "This name has the feeling of a general! It looks like a character that will appear in the Three Kingdoms!"

Gojo Satoru:?

Where is it like?

Since Xing Ping Chuangzhen came to a friend's house, he would naturally say hello to everyone.Because when the restaurant was opened, the diners brought their children to eat, and some of them were still in kindergarten, so he thought that he had a good affinity with children younger than himself. He squatted down and asked a little girl with twin ponytails at home , as usual, start with the name: "What is your full name, Fu Hei?"

Kang Na blinked twice blankly.

Tsumiki coughed twice in embarrassment, "Her name is Gojo Kanna."

The child is actually named after the guardian!Careless!

Xing Ping Chuangzhen saw a little boy sitting at the table again. He didn't give up because of a setback. He still greeted enthusiastically, "What is your full name Wutiao?"

The little boy glanced at him, then looked back silently.

Jin Meiji coughed twice again in embarrassment, "His name is Fu Heihui."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen quickly and quietly went to Jin Meiji's side, and asked in a low voice: "Student Jin Meiji, is there anyone else in your family? Tell me the full name at once, I don't want to make mistakes again."

Tsumiji replied: "Not anymore."

Xingping Chuangzhen and Tsumiji went to the kitchen of Wujo's house that was not used very much.Xing Ping Chuangzhen didn't do everything by himself like a chef hired from outside, but told the process first, let Tsumeiji try it first.

After washing the potatoes, Tsumiki followed the steps. The first step was to cut a cross on the potatoes.

Unexpectedly, the process was not as easy as imagined, and she encountered setbacks at the first step. The knife in her hand cut halfway, and it was stuck in the middle of the potato, and she couldn't cut it any further. To continue cutting down, she had to lift the knife with the potato attached. Hit it hard like hammering a nail.

It is indeed a mistake that novices will make.

Xingping Chuangzhen: "Ah...Actually, it can be..."

Gojo Satoru: "I'll come."

Watching the funny Gojo Satoru take the knife in the past, keeping the angle of the knife surface parallel to the chopping board, the knife cuts smoothly.The entire potato was smoothly divided into two halves as if it had encountered a laser knife.

Tsumiji: "Mr. Wu...you can't cut it open at the end, the bottom of the potatoes must be connected together, otherwise the potatoes will move halfway through steaming."

"Ah, yes, the buttery potatoes I saw in Hokkaido didn't even cut the bottom." After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru took out a new potato and wanted to cut it again.

Kanna had never seen Gojo Satoru hold a knife before, and from the very beginning, she felt that Gojo Satoru was staring at him curiously, as if he was making magic materials.

"Well... How about pressing the tip of the knife down first?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen said what he didn't have time to say just now, "It's just not to cut in parallel, but to go down with the tip of the knife first and cut obliquely."

"Also..." Xing Ping Chuangzhen looked at him adoringly, "Mr. Wu, you have great strength. It stands to reason that it is difficult for you to cut the angle so smoothly."

Wutiaowu: "..."

The strongest conjurer gave up his knife and continued to watch as a bystander watching a few children tinker with buttered potatoes.

After the potatoes were cut, although there was some confusion afterwards, it was completed smoothly.

"Although the taste is a little different from the one in Hokkaido, it's still delicious." After eating, the reviewer Kang Na couldn't help but took out the notebook she usually used for drawing, with "100 points" written on it and following her with her. The teacher also drew a lot of little red flowers.

Then tore it off and handed it to Soma Xinghei like an exam paper.

Xing Pingchuang took it solemnly with his dignified hands, "It's actually the first time I've done it, and I'm very happy to be recognized."

It stands to reason that girls should grow faster than boys when they were young, but Xinghei Chuangzhen is already a head taller than Tsumiki. He is obviously the same age, and he looks like a mature senior student.

He regained the feeling of being in his own restaurant, and patted Kang Na's head from time to time.Then he wanted to touch another little boy's head by the way, but was ruthlessly avoided.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen has never met a child with this kind of character, his hand was frozen in mid-air, and he didn't know whether to let it go, or he refused to admit defeat. After catching the little boy, he rubbed him vigorously like mahjong. pause.

"Come here." Gojo Satoru bent down and whispered in the ear of the shorter Xinghei Chuangzhen.

The expression on Xing Ping Chuangzhen's face changed from bewildered and thoughtful to eager to try.

The golden pupils shone with dazzling light.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, big brother! No problem, big brother!"

"...Why are you more familiar than me?" Gojo Satoru seemed to meet all the weird kids, but Xing Ping Chuangzhen seemed to be the most normal and cheerful one, because he was so cheerful, it could be said that he was so cheerful. Added, "Also, don't call names indiscriminately."

"Okay, brother! No problem, brother!"

"You didn't listen to what I said at all, did you?"

Gojo Satoru patted Xinghei Chuangzhen's shoulder very familiarly, and said in a familiar tone as if he had just known him for a long time, "This guy, stay and have dinner with us tonight."

Tsumiki: "Huh?"

Originally, it was very embarrassing to let Xingping Chuangzhen come over to help, but it was too embarrassing to actually stay at night.

The person involved didn't care much, and continued talking to Wutiaowu in a low voice.Gojo Satoru was also like a child, cat down his body, chatting with him.

The two whispered and smiled at the same time that they were going to do something bad.

Gojo Satoru: "Hey."

Xingping Chuangzhen: "Hey."

Kang Na didn't have the ability to read minds, so she tilted her head in confusion at the reaction of the two of them.

Although Fu Heihui next to him didn't know what the two of them were going to do, he had already let out a heavy sigh.

There are various ingredients for dinner, but the most conspicuous thing is to buy a large pile of brightly colored green and red peppers.

Fu Heihui paused when he saw it, and glanced at Gojo Satoru with his eyes.

On the other side, Kang Na watched Xing Ping Chuangzhen busy cooking in the kitchen. He was first preparing the curry that took the longest time, and when the preparation was almost done, he took out a green pepper to Kang Na in his free time.

Kang Na took it in a daze, looking at the fruit that looked like a horse fruit in her hand, she was curious to put it in her mouth.

"Although it's washed clean, it's not very delicious to eat raw." Xing Ping Chuangzhen stopped her, and then coaxed her patiently, "Kangna and I cook together."

He could see that when Kang Na watched Gojo cut potatoes, her little head kept leaning forward, and she seemed eager to try, so he gave her a chance now.

It's just that Xingping didn't let her touch knives. Although he himself can touch knives at the age of 3, it is also a children's kitchen knife specially prepared by his parents.

So Xingping gave her other tasks to assist in cooking.

"Although there is no bamboo stick, you can use a chopstick to poke in the middle of the bottom of the green pepper, and then put it on the fire to roast, and you can take it out when the tiger-like stripes appear on the surface of the green pepper." Said " "Tiger", Xing Ping Chuangzhen wanted to scare her, curled up his fingers, and suddenly approached Kang Na like a tiger and let out a "owoo".

As a Dragon, Kang Na didn't respond and looked at him blankly.

In her eyes, it was Xing Ping Chuangzhen who suddenly approached and imitated a meow punch for her.

Xing Pingchuang really didn't expect that the way of teasing children in his own restaurant would not work on Kang Na. After a few seconds of embarrassing silence, he pretended nothing happened, turned his head angrily, and stirred the curry that was cooking superfluously.

Kang Na looked at the green pepper in her hand, and felt that the task arranged by Xing Ping Chuangzhen was very interesting.But the stove at home is a bit high for her, so she can only stand on tiptoe and put the green peppers with chopsticks on the fire to roast.Although roasting like this is no problem, she can't see what the green peppers she roasted have become, and whether there are tiger-like spots in Xinghei's mouth.Her first instinct was to get taller so she could see clearly.

But she turned her head and glanced at Xing Ping Chuangzhen beside her. Xing Ping Chuangzhen noticed her gaze, lowered her head, and asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Kang Na said so, but she sighed in her heart because she was lucky to be flat, so she couldn't get taller all of a sudden.

As a result, in the next second, she really became taller all of a sudden.

Because there are a pair of arms with full muscle lines, crossing her arms, supporting her from behind.

In no time, Connor could look down at the green peppers she was roasting.

Her two calves dangled in the air like a spacewalk, and she turned to look at the person behind her who was holding her up, and praised him sincerely, "Wu, you are so tall."

It seems that being tall is still useful!

Gojo Satoru didn't even stand up straight, but bent down to lift her into a suitable position.

"I want to be as tall as you in the future."

It feels more convenient to do things like this.

Gojo Satoru, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, immediately refused: "...Huh? It's better not to."

In Japan, women can be 1.6 meters tall, even if they are above the average height.It is unimaginable to have a 1.9-meter female, this person is still Kang Na.

Seeing Gojo Satoru bending over and supporting a child like this, Tsumiki thought he should be very tired.So she put down what she was doing, wiped her hands, and carefully and diligently moved out a small stool from another room so that Kang Na could stand on the stove.After standing on the small bench with cartoon patterns, Kang Na felt more comfortable than being hugged by Wu Tiao Wu Xuankong to roast green peppers, so she concentrated on the task assigned to her by Xing Ping Chuangzhen.

Like a barbecue, Kang Na put the green peppers on the fire and roasted them whole. Without Xing Ping's reminder, she even knew that she had to turn them over halfway through the roasting.

It's just like barbecue!She had seen humans do this in the original world.

Kang Na felt that this matter was nothing new, so she accepted it as a matter of course.Tsumiki, on the contrary, watched this scene with great interest, "This is the first time I've heard of a cooking method that can roast vegetables over a fire."

"It was taught to me by the uncle across from my house." Xing Ping Chuangzhen said and took out an egg with a somewhat special appearance from the bag. After he opened it, the egg inside was actually black.

Tsumiji and Fu Heihui looked at this egg with a bad expression.

Even Gojo Satoru on the other side subconsciously let out a "wow".

The egg that Xing Ping Chuangzhen took out had a black egg white and a dark green yolk, which surpassed elementary school students' understanding of "eggs".

Kang Na nodded without being surprised, in her world, it was normal.

After being blessed, the eggs in the Hall of Valor are still rainbow-colored.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen tore off the scorched black skin of the "tiger skin" on the green pepper that Kang Na had carefully roasted, put the strange egg and the roasted green pepper together, added some other condiments, and then used The mortar grinds and mixes the two.

Kangna still rarely has this kind of opportunity to watch other people cook on the spot. She is the closest to Xingping Chuangzhen, so she watched her roasted green peppers at a close distance and mixed them with black eggs. It turned into a dark green sticky substance with some black on it.

Xing Pingchuang really felt that it was almost done, put the things into bowls, and said proudly: "It's done." Then he followed his usual modest catchphrase, "The hospitality is not good!"

The three children and a high school student watched him serve the same dish as the Crusu myth, and all of them were silent.

The color of this dish is terrible, even if an eye pops out of it in the next second, it doesn't feel very unsuitable to move by yourself.

Fu Heihui stared at it incomprehensibly for a while, and said in a flat voice, "It looks like there is a curse."

Wujo Gou raised his head slightly, "Did I tell you to cook this cursed dish just now?"

He never said that at all!

"Don't look at the color, the preserved pepper eggs are delicious." Xing Ping Chuangzhen held up the promotional flag for the preserved pepper eggs, "After the uncle on the other side taught me, I can rely on this to eat three bowls of rice."

Having said that, in the face of this "Hakka dish", everyone still subconsciously resists it out of human instinct.

So it was Kang Na who was of a different race who moved the chopsticks first.

Since she came to the human world, she hasn't eaten something of this color for a long time.The last time she ate food of this strange color, Master Thor went to the Hall of Valor to steal hundreds of medicinal materials and shared them with her to eat together.

Gojo Satoru on the opposite side saw that she really ate it one bite at a time, her eyes lit up, and she said, "It's delicious! Full marks!"

"Really?" Gojo Satoru couldn't understand, "Why do you have a happier expression on your face than the first time you ate Xijiufu!"

Sure enough, the taste of a dragon is a bit strange, right?After all, things like taste buds are definitely different from humans.

right!That's right!That's it!

After Kang Na, Fu Heihui was the second to move his chopsticks.There was no expression on his face, but he could still see the hesitation in his heart from his slow chewing movements, but after eating, he returned