[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

In order to allow students to concentrate on studying, Bingdi's school rules do not allow part-time jobs and part-time jobs, and those who violate it will be punished by deducting credits.Qiaoqiao thought about it, she came out to set up a night stall, which is neither part-time job nor part-time job, it should be called self-employment.

Japan's curfew for minors is from 23:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m. the next day. The weather at the end of March and just entering April is not bad, but the temperature is not too high, especially at night when there will be a little bit of chill. Back then, the izakaya business was usually good, and everyone liked to go to the izakaya to eat something hot after work.

It was already night at seven or eight o'clock, and the number of people going out to shop just started to increase. Qiaoqiao and Candlestick Qie Guangzhong chose a place that was not too central to put their things down. After all, there is no need to compete with others for newcomers. No need.

The name of this street is Yokocho, a traditional snack of Shuangye. Yokocho means "alley". To put it bluntly, it is actually a food street.

Food streets are not uncommon, each region has its own characteristics, even if it can be ranked first, the second is always the size and variety. Shimoba Yokocho is not too big, but it is more than enough for a stroll after get off work.

The entrance of Yokocho is narrow, and only a small signboard is hung on it. Small neon lights simply surround the words, and when night falls, colorful lights will light up.

Different from the quiet surroundings, walking into this Yokocho feels like entering another world.Rows of lanterns are hung above the entire Yokocho, from the street to the end of the street.The lantern is made of bamboo strips, surrounded by a plastic red cloth. When the white flag light inside is lit, the light is filtered by the red cloth, and the light is soft reddish.

The street has been shrouded in such a romantic and joyful atmosphere for many years. Although the incandescent light has no temperature, it can make people feel warm in winter, and it is full of festive joy in summer.

No matter what time of the year, as long as the red light is on, the people nearby will know that it is night.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutaka carried a lot of things on his body, but Qiaoqiao also carried a lot of things on his body. The small oden shop opened by Masako and his wife is nearby. You have to borrow tools for preparation. She also said hello in advance. Masako's own shop Li was also busy, but she still asked her if she wanted to come and help herself.

Thank you Qiaoqiao, but she didn't want anyone to come over to help, she simply mentioned that she found a little helper, and soon brought a charcoal oven, looked at the traffic in the outer street, and put her previous store The ingredients in the house were also moved over.

Masako was a little worried: "I'm afraid you won't need so much?"

Qiaoqiao glanced at the ingredients: "Barely."

Masako's oden has many regular customers, but recently after improvements and additions, it has attracted many new customers. It is really a busy time right now.In addition, seeing that she came out to earn money for the first time, Masako didn't want to hit the little girl, and wanted to make her retreat, so she hurriedly asked: "Well, come and find me if you need anything, huh?"

"it is good."

Qiaoqiao walked out of the shop with the charcoal oven in her arms, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong stood alone, her fair skin was warmed by the warm red light, her eyes seemed to be filled with starlight when she came over, The stars in Tokyo are not so bright.

"Master... elder sister," Candlestick Qie Guangzhong ran over to take the charcoal oven from Qiaoqiao's hand in small steps: "Let me do this for such a heavy thing."

She waved away the candlestick and put the stove on the table: "No, I can do it myself. Don't move here, I'll go and have a look."

"where to?"

"Do you understand the detection of the enemy's situation?"

Qiaoqiao took a look at the position he occupied, it was about two-thirds of the whole street, some near the end of the street.Next to it are all kinds of regional food, such as okonomiyaki, Imagawa yaki, or sweet taiyaki.When it is ready, put it directly into a small box and eat it with cuttings, which is also convenient to eat.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong has already sorted the ingredients and skewered them with bamboo sticks. Seeing that Qiaoqiao brought the charcoal oven over, he also knew what kind of food she wanted, but he was used to worrying: "There are already many on this street. They sell barbecue, they have regular customers, we just opened this small shop tonight, do you want to find a way to attract customers?"

Qiaoqiao hurt him: "Didn't you always think you were handsome? Now is the time to give full play to your beauty. You take off your shirt to reveal your big breasts, stop in the middle of the street, and let the little girls look at me go here."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong protects his chest with both hands: "I am a serious knife, and I do not sell myself as a performer."

"Okay, stay here honestly, I'll go and have a look."

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada let out a sigh, and then began to pack the ingredients and tools so that he could start cooking at any time.

She walked from street to street.

The transparent food display cabinet on the side of the road is full of colorful chocolate bananas, sprinkled with crushed colored rice of various colors, the tan chocolate shell looks smooth and smooth, a child holds the chocolate banana and bites it down, mouth There was a small, crisp cracking sound.

It was probably a child of someone from a nearby businessman, and he was still holding a bag of Imagawa Yaki in his right hand. Seeing him bite a hole in the cake, thick red bean stuffing flowed out of it immediately.The boy immediately licked the mouth of the cake, rolled his tongue, and ate the sweet red bean paste without any waste.

In fact, I am not very interested in sweets, Qiaoqiao sniffed, and the air was filled with a faint smell of minced meat.

The one who made the minced meat Imagawa Yaki was an old man. Although he looked old, his hands were still strong. The minced meat on the chopping board was pressed hard with a hammer into a round cake, which was steaming upwards.The steamed iron plate was so hot that it was reddened by the fire, and the master chef quickly scooped up a large spoonful and poured it on the soft white flour cakes that had just come out of the oven. When the big round lid was closed, the iron utensils conducted high temperature and quickly poured them into the pan. It is cooked.

The patties are soft and tender. Take a bite of the freshly baked meat stuffing Imagawa Yaki, and the hot and delicious gravy overflows, making your mouth so hot you can't stop.

The master smiled very kindly: "Do you want to try?"

Qiaoqiao thought about it: "No."

Now the main purpose is not to eat, Qiaoqiao continues to look at other different kinds of snacks.Although Japanese cuisine is simple, there are actually quite a lot of snacks.

She looked around and saw that there weren't too many barbecue sellers, and there was only one roasted bird house with a line of people.

There are two main types of barbecue in Japan, one is salt-yaki and the other is sauce-yaki.Shioyaki is to spread salt on the prepared food and bake it. It is usually used to process seafood, which can maintain the freshness and original flavor of seafood to the greatest extent.The soy sauce is the sauce prepared by myself in the picture. Different restaurants have different flavors, and it can become a shop's signature if it is well done.

Looking at the past through the faint smoke, there is a large barbecue charcoal stove on the right side of the road, with rows of wooden branches on it, and a whole fish is skewered on each wooden branch, all of which are mackerel and saury .These two kinds of fish are cheap and easy to handle. It is very interesting to take pictures on strings on thick and long wooden branches. Several girls took pictures with their cameras.

The grilled fish is mass-produced, and it has been grilled on the fire, and you don't have to worry about it being burnt if you flip it from time to time.Those who sell fish still have time to take care of grilled squid.

It’s just that the method of grilling squid is very simple: draw a few avenues on the body of the squid that is bigger than the face, smear Japanese soy sauce on it, and then grill it over and over again until the roast is delicious. People are looking for the source of fragrance everywhere.

There were already a lot more people, and the investigation of the enemy's situation was almost done. Qiaoqiao turned around and walked back. Candlestick Qie Guangzhong had already set up all the tools and everything, and was waiting for her to come to cook.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure you really don't want me to do it?"

He followed her when he was still holding a knife, and began to work as a nanny when he got a human form, and he has never eaten anything made by Qiaoqiao.

Therefore, he deeply doubts whether his master understands the true meaning of cooking. Although Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is like a fighter, he still has confidence in his handsome appearance and superb cooking skills. It's not in vain to stay there for so many years.

And he didn't want the girl he had been taking care of to touch fireworks just like that.

Qiaoqiao impatiently pushed him away and lit the stove, and the charcoal inside slowly released heat.

***

Yokocho, a traditional snack in Shimoba near Aigaku, has opened a new dessert shop. As a dessert lover who can stand side by side with Marui Bunta, Kikumaru Eiji was the first to know the news.

I had already made an appointment with a few people to go together after the department work was over, but the last few people suddenly had urgent matters and couldn't go, so there was only one person left to help Kikumaruying's second-generation new dessert to go shopping.

The flaxen-haired boy looked helplessly at the long list of desserts that Eiji Kikumaru had made for himself, as if he wanted to wrap up the dessert shop's items: matcha jelly cheesecake, apple pineapple crispy tart, coconut milk jelly, Red Bean Oatmeal Green Tea Crisp, Mille-Feuille Crepe, Chocolate Lava Cake…

He took a look at the dessert shop that hadn't opened yet. It was filled with all kinds of desserts, which were exquisite and beautiful. It was very suitable for Eiji Kikumaru's preferences, but there was a sign on the door saying "Temporary opening tomorrow morning at 09:30" .

I'm afraid Eiji will be disappointed.

Fuji Zhousuke turned around and was about to leave when a child at the street corner dragged his mother into Yokocho, the young woman was embarrassed by being pulled like this in full view, and patted her child's head lightly: "Yu Tai, obedient."

The little boy didn't agree: "Mom, it's already here, let's just take a stroll, please..."

That's right, it's already here, but Zhou Zhu thought about it, it would be a pity to go back empty-handed and nothing. Anyway, I haven't had time to take a good rest for so long, so I just took this opportunity to relax.

Fuji Shusuke walked into Yokocho again.

By the way, several people are going to celebrate their birthdays recently, so I just want to see if there are any suitable birthday gifts.

Although this is a food street, there are also several good-looking boutiques, but there are more girls who come here to shop, or couples in pairs.In short, they all walked together, and Fuji Zhouzhu suddenly felt a little lonely standing in the flow of people shuttling back and forth.

He walked into a boutique, but quickly backed out: there were several girls who had noticed him, but they had their boyfriends standing beside them.

It's better not to affect the couple's relationship, Fuer Zhouzhu gave a wry smile, he didn't know what was being sold not far away, the place was already crowded with circles and circles of people, surrounded so tightly that he couldn't see what was in the middle.

Most of the people who set up stalls here are old households, and the flow of customers is basically fixed. There has not been such a lively scene for a long time.

As Fuji Zhouzhu walked over, a few girls who came out of the encirclement held a handful of bamboo dishes and ate with gusto, bumping into Fuji Zhouzhu head-on, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Senior Bu Er...what a coincidence."

He pretended not to notice the shiny lips of the two girls, and greeted with a smile: "Sakura, Tomika, you are here too."

Ryuzaki Sakura replied in a low voice: "Yes, Senior Fuji."

The other party was still as gentle and considerate as ever, Kosakata Tomoka breathed a sigh of relief, took out a tissue and quickly wiped his mouth, and asked him: "Yes, Senior Fuji, we just didn't have any homework today, so we went out to go shopping, why didn't we see other people?" , Did Senior Fuji go shopping alone?"

"It was also a sudden and unexpected thing." Fuji smiled helplessly: "Because Eiji's younger brother fell ill suddenly, Kawamura's family came suddenly, and Tao was invited by Miss Tachibana to attend her birthday party...so in the end there was only I was alone."

Tomoka Kosakata clicked her tongue for this luck: "Is it so miserable, Senior Fuji..."

Ryuzaki Sakura offered an invitation: "If Senior Fuji doesn't mind, why don't you go shopping with the two of us?"

Fuji Zhouzhu declined with a smile: "Thank you, but there's no need for it. I'll go back after wandering alone, so I won't disturb you."

Girls have a date with a girl. If a boy joins them, they will inevitably become uncomfortable. I am afraid that the two girls will try their best to make the boy also talk to each other, so that the situation will not be embarrassing.

Kosakata Tomoka took out a few skewers from the bag and stuffed them into Fuji's assistant: "Well, Senior Fuji, here's the newly opened barbecue in Amway, it tastes really good! There seems to be a lot of spicy flavor there It's just that we are not used to it, if it is Senior Fuji, you should be very interested, why don't you give it a try?"

Ryuzaki Sakurano, who has always been gentle and shy, also agreed: "Fuji-senpai, please give it a try."

The joy of food lies not only in eating it by yourself, but also in receiving the same or even higher praise for the food you like when you give it to others. It feels as if you have been recognized, and it can also satisfy you.

This is the sense of identity that food brings to people.

Bu Er Zhou Zhu laughed: "Okay, then I'll try it."

The kindness is hard to come by, but Fuji Zhouzhu himself still likes barbecue and other food, he is a boy and doesn't have so many worries, so he took a bite under the expectant eyes of the two girls.

"How about it?"

His expression seemed to freeze for a moment, and then his eyes turned into thin crescent moons: "It's delicious."

The two girls looked at each other happily, smiled, and said goodbye and left.Fuji Zhousuke watched as a boy in casual clothes came out from the middle of the encirclement and handed out numbers one by one.

This boy looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, about the same size as Ryoma back then, but taller than him. His facial features were quite good, but he was only wearing a single eye patch. I don't know what's wrong with his eyes.

After handing out the note in his hand, the boy announced loudly: "Everyone, take the time in your hand, come and get things after the time in your hand, so as not to keep queuing here."

Most of the crowd dispersed in an instant.

It's also quite humane.

Fuji Shusuke finally saw what was going on in the middle.

He walked over.

The chef who attracted so many diners turned out to be a girl who looked younger than him.

He is short, with fair skin, and his facial features are not beautiful but delicate, with a kind of sculpted beauty.

It seemed that she found herself being stared at, but the girl still didn't raise her head, and asked, "What do you want?"

The candlestick on one side, Qie Guangzhong, was already sold, and he quickly finished his sales pitch: "We have grilled eggplant, grilled leeks, grilled lotus root slices, enoki mushrooms, dried tofu, chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken feet, squid, pork belly, Pacific saury, blossom sausage, milky steamed buns. What would you like to eat?"

The aroma goes straight into the nose.

It is not without reason that this newly opened barbecue stall is so hot.

Fuji Zhousuke recalled the menu: "I don't know what to eat, I can eat all these foods... why don't you bother to order any of them, if you have chili, please add a little more chili."

The girl was busy grilling, and didn't even look at him: "Do you want some perverted spicy food?"

"If there is a perverted hotness, that would be great."

Japan prefers light tastes, and even the barbecue sauce has been improved to make it less spicy than before. Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada reminded in a low voice: "It's really super spicy."

His eyes are still red now.

It's so spicy, Fujisuke smiled: "I've hardly been touched by anything spicy, and I just want to challenge the abnormal spicy here."

She finally looked up.

A trance flashed across Qiaoqiao's eyes for a moment.

Fuji Zhouzhu asked thoughtfully, "What's the matter?"

The master has never been in a daze at anyone, even if it was only for a second or two, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was keenly aware of this, and he panicked: "Is my sister tired?"

"fine."

She randomly chose a few things for him: "Then I'll make you grilled eggplant, grilled leeks, grilled spicy chicken wings, do you want anything else?"

Fuji Zhousuke shook his head: "These are fine, no trouble."

After paying the money, Fuji Zhouzhu took a piece of paper from the girl's brother, which said 15:00.

15 minutes.

So fast.

There were a dozen or so people who received papers here just now, and everyone wanted more than one thing. The fire on the charcoal stove had been turned on to the maximum, and the ingredients were already placed on it, covering the fire so densely that only the smell could be smelled. The aroma that kept rushing out did not have any smoky smell.

The candlestick cuts the skewers manually quickly, and the ingredients are quickly threaded on the sticks. A dozen skewers of grilled leeks, grilled tofu, dry grilled chicken wings, and grilled pork belly are neatly stacked on top, and the table next to it is placed There are five or six cans of seasoning, and there is a small brush inserted in each seasoning can.

Bu Er Zhou Zhu didn't leave even after taking the time, but just stood aside and watched quietly.

Vegetables and meat and soy products are cooked on the fire for different lengths of time, but she is still orderly, and there is no mess in the slightest.

Arrange the skewers, grill, apply the ingredients again, turn them over, bake them again, and apply the ingredients again...what is cooked, what is not cooked, where should be seasoned and what should be coated, she seems to have a spectrum in her heart.

The grilled chicken wings have already lost the blood on them, showing a golden-yellow appearance, and the shiny, crispy skin has shrunk slightly from the grill.The leeks are green no matter they are cooked or not, but the leeks after roasting are full of soup flavor. When you pick it up and turn it over, the leek leaves are not as straight as they were originally, and are softer than kelp that has been soaked for a long time.

There is also grilled eggplant, which is a bit complicated to make. The hard eggplant meat loses a lot of water after roasting, and the seasoning coated on the surface of the eggplant meat quickly seeps into the eggplant meat like water and soil erosion, and it bursts into flames. The aroma exploded.

Qiaoqiao held twenty or thirty barbecue skewers in one hand, all of which were filled with meat, and had been dipped and grilled in seasonings, the weight was very considerable, she picked up a large bunch of skewers with ease and turned over completely , a large string of meat was thrown high and then fell back onto the charcoal fire, and the splashed fat made a wonderful sizzling sound on the charcoal fire.

The sparks jumped out one by one, the heat was pushed up by the fireworks, her eyes were not closed, and she did not turn her head. The other hand quickly pulled out the oil brush from several seasoning jars as if she had eyes, and followed the painting. Like an ink painting, thirteen spices and chili noodles are sprinkled on the meat and vegetables.

Fuji Zhousuke had an illusion: it seemed that what was grilling on the fire was not food, but soldiers in the hands of girls, and she was the general who commanded thousands of troops to fight through the fire.

People who came to pick up the food with slips of paper left pile after pile.

Fuji Zhouzhu stood there from the beginning to the end, without saying a word, just watching quietly like this.Qiaoqiao didn't say a word either, and treated the food in her hands wholeheartedly, as if they were her dearest lover.

Standing there, Bu Er Zhou Zhu suddenly understood a sentence that was a bit popular on the Internet a while ago.

Only food and love can not be disappointed.

Food is love.

These 15 minutes are very long, but seem very short. Standing in the smoke and dust, Zhou Zhu felt that he was not as lonely as before. It can really bring comfort and satiety.

Grilled chicken wings must be served with sesame seeds, roasted eggplants must also be served with chopped green onions, and roasted leeks must not be without cumin.

Qiaoqiao asked: "Do you avoid coriander, chives and sesame?"

Bu Er Zhou Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at the comforting post: "I don't care."

"it is good."

She grabbed a handful of chopped scallions in the basket and lifted them up. With the other hand, she lifted up a large skewer of barbecue. The shallot goddess scattered flowers and sprinkled them evenly on each skewer. Did not fall.

The scallions are cut very finely, shorter than the young grass stubble that just sprouted in spring, juicy and juicy, like a little girl.

The chives fell on the sizzling meat, just like a little girl with a thin spine meets a thick and thick man, and they suddenly hit a wonderful aroma.

"Here, your perverted spicy chicken wings."

Qiaoqiao twisted a handful of white fried sesame seeds with her hands and sprinkled them on the slightly burnt golden crispy skin: "Eggplant and roasted leeks will be ready soon."

Fuji Zhousuke took it: "Thank you."

There was an imperceptible tenderness in his usual gentle smile: "It may be a little offensive, I want to ask if you are a student?"

After a busy day, Qiaoqiao paused for a while: "Do I look very old?"

is a student.Fuji Zhousuke was inexplicably looking forward to it: "I think the food you make is delicious."

"Thank you, but you haven't eaten yet."

"I've tasted it before," Fujisuke explained, "at a friend's place."

Qiaoqiao said: "The best thing is that you like it. It is a rare luck and fate to meet diners who like it. Try it. Japanese tastes are relatively bland, which is generally difficult to accept. Too spicy food, I remember that many people failed to challenge the turkey noodles, right?"

Fujisuke shook his head: "I don't really like the kind of spicy food with chemical additives, and it's not really spicy, it's just average."

In fact, he just thought the turkey noodles were a little sweet.

"Then you are really good," Qiaoqiao motioned him to try the freshly made spicy chicken wings, which gave off a faint honey aroma, and there was no pepper: "But don't talk big, this kind of chicken wings The chili is specially prepared by me, the concentration is the essence, you can taste it and see if you can taste it.”

When the spiciness exceeds a person's spicy tolerance threshold, he may not be able to taste anything because the spiciness is too exciting.

Fujisuke took a bite.

He eats wasabi as a meal all the year round, and it’s been a long time since Fujisuke has been overwhelmed by spicy food. Spicy is not a taste, but a kind of brain stimulation.

He closed his eyes and chewed carefully. The meat of the chicken wings was delicate and not at all dry, and the muscles were very strong.

The spiciness is like the late-blooming cherry blossoms in late spring. It doesn't explode and fall in one brain, but blooms layer by layer on the tip of his tongue.

It's still within his tolerance threshold, but he has already handled all tastes to the best.

Qiaoqiao stared at him with great interest: "I didn't expect that you really didn't brag about it yourself. You can eat chili so well. I haven't seen a Japanese who can eat chili like you."

Not two weeks later, the assistant was still holding the chicken wings, and he laughed when he heard the words: "But this is indeed very spicy, at least it is the spiciest thing I have eaten recently. Although it is very spicy, it does not affect the original taste of the ingredients at all. It’s amazing how well it’s done.”

She has never liked to be polite to others, and she is fake polite: "Just get used to it."

What a surprisingly straightforward girl.

Fuji Zhousuke took the grilled eggplant and leeks handed to him by the candlestick Qie Guangzhong: "Thank you, little brother."

"..."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong came out of his teeth one word at a time: "You're welcome."

He is suffering.

The customer is God, how many times have I told Candlestick Qie Guangzhong before he came out, this guy is still so arrogant.

Qiaoqiao patted Candlestick Qie Guangzhong's head and threatened him to stay aside, then turned his head and smiled at Fujisuke: "I'm really sorry, classmate, my younger brother is young and ignorant, and something happened when he was studying." The incident hurt his eyes, and he dropped out of school to support me in studying, thinking that he is a man who stands up to heaven and earth, and he doesn't like others to say that he is small."

Such a tragic fate was so easily spoken out, and the boy's face did not show any dissatisfaction or resentment towards the fate. In comparison, the setbacks he usually suffered were nothing worth mentioning.

Fuji Zhouzhu was in awe: "It is indeed my fault to say that, I am really sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay," she just forgot what she made up, "How about trying eggplant and leeks? This is my favorite dish. Boys seem to be able to make up for it after eating it."

The words were so shocking that he couldn't stop talking, and just after taking a bite, Fuji Zhou Zhu was almost choked by the chili pepper in his throat: "...replenish?"

She smiled: "I don't remember what to add, or I'll help you ask my brother."

"No, no need!"

Zhou Zhu hurriedly picked up the eggplant and took a bite. The meat of the eggplant was roasted until it was extremely soft, but not at all mushy. It was like a sponge, which could easily absorb the flavors of various foods, but still retained the unique fragrance of eggplant.

Qiaoqiao reminded: "Don't eat eggplant skin."

"Oh yes, I see."

Fujisuke obediently avoided the eggplant skins, obviously they were all girls, but he ate naturally at Tomoka Kosakata and Sakurano Ryuzaki before, but now in front of this strange girl, he was a little nervous, with the mouth Although the ingredients for the food are simple, and the recipe is not complicated, it can be said to be delicious that he has rarely seen, but now he is a little bit unfamiliar with the taste.

He knew that the other party was looking at him.

Just like the first time she raised her head, Zhou Zhu knew that the other party had noticed her in no time.

not admiration.

Not amazing.

Girls are just looking at him.

Fuji Zhousuke immersed himself in eating the leeks in the small paper box.

really tasty.He asked, "Will you be here every night at this time from now on?"

Qiaoqiao said: "If there are no accidents, it will be fine."

"What's an accident?"

She thought about it, and said cheerfully, "The accident is that I died."

He immediately put down the box and chanted something, Qiaoqiao's ears pointed, as if he had chanted a prayer spell.

"All right."

Fuji Zhousuke became serious: "Please don't say such words casually, otherwise the gods will probably take it seriously."

She perfunctory twice without sincerity: "Yes."

"Sorry, another big wave of zombies is coming, I have to get busy," Qiaoqiao put his hand on the bamboo stick at the side, ready to take the position: "Or do you want to eat something?"

Fuji Zhousuke looked at the time: "I have to go home, then, I will come some other day."

In fact, he wanted to come over tomorrow, but the tennis club and high school were much heavier, and Fujisuke was not sure if he would have time, although no one asked him to make a promise, but he kind of wanted to come.

Probably because the spicy food here is so delicious.

……

The crowd surged up like a tide, and there was no sign of it going down. Qiaoqiao brought a lot of food, and it could last for a while.

Skewers don’t need to be skewered all the time, but barbecues require people to watch them all the time. There were a few drops of sweat on Qiaoqiao’s forehead, and the candle holders hurriedly wiped and wiped their hands, wrapping the meat in their arms. The clean handkerchief was taken out to help her wipe off the sweat.

A waiting woman praised: "Little girl, your brother is really considerate."

"He's fine."

Seeing Qiaoqiao's glance, Zhu Keqie immediately continued her words: "Thank you, this is what I should do."

Blame him for his cheap mouth and offer to sell the character set.

Everyone is doing barbecue, even if it tastes good, there must be some gimmicks.The two deliberated and chose for a long time, and finally abandoned the setting of "inspirational sister and mentally handicapped younger brother" under the insistence of Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, and finalized the character setting of "inspirational sister and protective sister control".

I didn’t expect everyone to like this kind of setting, especially the blindfold on Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada’s face. Although he claims to be handsome, others don’t think so—whoever has nothing to wear on his face is not blind. Did the talent wear it?

Qiaoqiao's face was buried in the graceful smoke, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong chewed the word "sister" back and forth in his mouth, feeling a bit bitter.

I was suffering and thinking that I was used to it.

It never was.

Forget it, it’s better to eat something.

Candlestick cut intends to taste the skewer of grilled wings that Qiaoqiao left for him.He hasn't tasted his master's craft yet, but it looks not only not bad, maybe much better than him.

Holding up the chicken wings, he didn't bite his mouth for a long time. As an old Japanese knife candlestick, he doesn't like spicy food very much, and there are several people standing not far away who are eating roasted wings so spicy that they can't stop drinking water.

He tentatively took a bite out of fear, it wasn't spicy, and there was only a faint layer of honey on it.

So sweet.

***

Masako pondered for a long time looking at the pile of money.

"Is this all you earned these days?"

Qiaoqiao took a sip of milk, and a layer of milk froth appeared on her mouth: "Yes, money is really easy to earn, let's set a small goal first."

Masako nodded slowly: "Oh, your goal is really not easy, but it may be possible to achieve it."

"I've counted all the money for you, take it carefully, don't lose it, earning money is a good thing, but don't delay your studies, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to this matter at the beginning," said the old man tirelessly Repeatedly: "But since you are doing it now, you have to do it well, and you don't have to worry about other things. The place I have decided for you will rarely have Bingdi's students coming."

Most of Bingdi's students are middle-class and above. Even if they don't compare, most of the places they go shopping are places like Ginza Mall.Naturally, not many people know about such a commoner and lesser-known food street.

In the past few days, I still haven't had any communication with Atobe Keigo Ninaku Yushi, she has no interest in playing with Ninaku Yushi as a stand-in love stalk.After all, Zhiyu Yingna's body had already stiffened and straightened, and she stuffed it under the bed to avoid taking up space.

As for Keigo Atobe, Qiaoqiao thinks he is a bone that cannot be boiled.

It's a waste of time to gnaw bones.

Qiaoqiao left the tennis club immediately after finishing her work, without any attachment.

You ignore me, why should I care about you?

She wouldn't just bow her head and apologize to someone so simply.

"Minister!" The boy accidentally hit the ball over the net and almost hit Keigo Atobe who was sitting on the side. The boy hurried over and bowed to apologize: "I'm so sorry! Minister, I made a mistake Please punish me for such a low-level stupid mistake!"

Check it out!This is the correct attitude of admitting mistakes.Atobe Keigo almost wanted to drag that woman here to see the standard apology pattern, he waved his hand: "Forget it, mistakes are inevitable, just be more careful next time."

The minister was indeed a very magnanimous person. The boy picked up the tennis ball and returned it moved, and finally bowed.

Don't apologize for those who should apologize, and talk a lot about those who don't need an apology.

Atobe Keigo let out a long breath of relief.

Heartless woman.

Knowing the news, I was worried about her and didn't sleep all night, and the next morning I pushed the training and went downstairs to her house, but what I got in return was such a lukewarm attitude, he was simply... I'm full.

His body stiffened.

Feeling the other party's eyes looking over: "Ci Lang, the blueberry cake I made for you is in your locker, I'll go back first."

Jirou in front of Keigo Atobe jumped three feet high: "I love you, Nai-chan!"

When did the two of them become so familiar?

One mouthful of Naijiang, one Cilang.

It's more than heart.

Cilang rubbed his nose: "It smells so sour."

"Hmph," Keigo Atobe kept a cold face, and the more he saw that Jirou felt too lazy to do business, "Jiro, the sweets you ate recently have greatly exceeded the standard. If it affects your normal training, you can only cancel your desserts."

Ehe?Why is this guy like this!

Sleep and sweets are two things that Jiro can't give up easily.He sighed: "Actually, this kind of thing is like two people dancing a ballroom dance. When you advance, you must retreat, and when you retreat, you must advance. If both of you enter, you must know what the dance will be like."

"Why does my uncle want to retire?"

Girls are just for pampering!Even a boy like him who is not interested in dating knows this, why is this Atobe so clueless.Cilang earnestly said for his delicious dessert: "A girl is actually a kind of creature that is easy to soften her heart. As long as you treat her a little better, she will treat you infinitely better."

Seeing the loose expression on Atobe's face, Cirou hurriedly pursued him while the iron was hot: "Na-chan...I mean Oriha is also a girl, as long as Atobe softens her attitude a little bit, she will definitely go down a step. ... will..."

Atobe Keigo snorted coldly