Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 533 God of Survival Rate

"So nothing happened today, right?"

Fujiwara held the phone between his cheeks and kept moving his hands to chop the onions more finely. While listening to Kuroba Kaito's report, his thoughts followed Kaito's words and drifted to the snow mountain villa. And we learned that Tanaka Takahisa was not carrying any weapons, the suspension bridge he had emphasized previously had not been destroyed, and the party was proceeding normally.

Everyone is very happy, and now they have just finished their meal and are ready to perform their respective performances.

He felt relieved a little, and a wry smile appeared on his lips. It seemed that everything was safe and going in a good direction.

“It seems that our efforts were not in vain.”

Akemi hurriedly wrapped a bandage on her left little finger on the kitchen cabinet not far from Fujiwara. At the same time, she looked at Fujiwara Hoshimi's back with some gratitude.

"By the way, that kid named Conan came here once, but he was dragged away by that confused detective and he was not allowed to stay." Kaito's voice came over the phone, his tone was speechless for the child, Recently, for some unknown reason, he always felt that the other party was deliberately bragging about how powerful that kid was, which inadvertently put pressure on him.

Fujiwara stopped what he was doing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled softly, "Oh, I know that, it's okay... As long as there is no murder, he won't come back, you guys can have fun and play again It’s not too late to come back.”

"That's fine, but it's really a pity that you don't come..." Kaito's voice contained a hint of regret.

Fujiwara's fingers trembled slightly. He did not answer, but sighed softly, "I can't help it. If I hadn't received the temporary notification of this match day, I would definitely go there with you. There have been a lot of unexpected things recently. Plans always fail to keep up with changes, but I’m used to this, and I’m always forced to deal with it like this.”

Originally, Fujiwara had already planned what he wanted to do on this trip to the snowy mountains, but after returning home from the competition in the afternoon and having a meal before driving over, he happened to see Akemi chopping vegetables, so he had no choice but to entrust Kaito with matters regarding the snowy mountains. Let him go alone and cook today's dinner instead of Mingmei.

His fingers firmly grasped the handle of the knife. After all, Akemi couldn't be allowed to endure the injury and continue cooking. Besides, Fujiwara hadn't been to the kitchen for a while, and he had basically forgotten all the things Hitomi taught him in the future.
  Seeing that something was wrong with the topic, Kaito changed the topic and talked about today's game situation.

"How was today's game? You should be pretty good, right?"

Since there was no live broadcast of the pre-qualification match, Kuroba Kaito naturally didn't know the specific process.

"Well, after passing the qualifiers, I got five wins and five losses, and I ranked tenth."

Speaking of the experience at noon today, it was really strange. Maybe it was because he hadn’t played for a long time. Even though he had a master-level learning card, he still unexpectedly lost five games. However, most people who come to compete in this level of competition Some of them are leaders in the field, including the current holder of the Five Crowns, Haneda Hideyoshi, who is known as the Taiko Celebrity.

Fujiwara played a game with his opponent, and when he reached thirty moves, he had a premonition that he would lose. He had no idea of ​​any chance of winning, so he gave up the game first to save his brain power and fight with the others. Each player’s ten rounds in a three-hour game not only tests their intelligence, but also consumes their physical strength.

"Ah, those people aren't planning on you yet, brother, why don't you just quit that shogi association?"

Kaito clearly remembered the news about Fujiwara Hoshiumi being timid and afraid to show up on TV almost every day during that period. During that period, he also asked the other party what he thought about the matter, but Fujiwara was not in a good mood at the time and did not say much. Many, but it can also reflect his dilemma at the time and how reluctant he was to participate in the shogi competition.

Fujiwara's eyes dimmed slightly and he put the chopped onions on the plate for later use. "I have my own plans for my own affairs. I wish you a good time. I'll hang up now."

In the past, it might have been possible, but now he is considered a semi-public figure. He should not be too casual about quitting chess and coming back. Besides, he is also working part-time as a novelist. Damage to his reputation will also have a negative impact on sales. It has an impact, and he can no longer make such casual choices about things that are harmful to himself.

"okay"

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara carefully poured the chopped onions into a basket, and the water was slowly drained.

It's okay to cut occasionally. If you do it often, your eyes may not be able to bear it. It's time to consider buying something like a sports goggles specifically for use when cutting vegetables. In addition, anti-cut gloves seem to be necessary. After all, even if it's awesome, It often happens that celebrity chefs cut their fingers while cutting vegetables.

The delicate onion slices looked as translucent as amber in the basket. Although there was still that irritating feeling, it was much better than before.

Akemi prepared a lot of ingredients for dinner, but Fujiwara didn't want her to continue cooking because she cut her finger. However, he himself was not very good at these things, so he looked at the fresh ingredients in the sink and made choices.

After thinking for a while, Fujiwara took out the washed radish seedlings, gently cut off the roots of the radish seedlings with the end of a knife, then rinsed them and drained them again.

Next is to apply salad dressing and soy sauce. He took out a large bowl, poured the salad dressing and soy sauce into the bowl, and stirred evenly with a spoon. The light yellow salad dressing and brown soy sauce are stirred in the bowl, giving off a burst of aroma.

He put the onions and radish sprouts into the bowl, and turned his hands in the bowl to coat every piece of onion and radish sprout evenly with the salad dressing, and returned the excess ingredients to the refrigerator for storage.

Then he put on his kitchen gloves and started cooking the steak. He took out the marinated beef from the refrigerator and fried it in a pan with hot oil. The oil is jumping in the pot, making a "sizzling" sound, and the steak turns golden brown in the hot oil, exuding an alluring aroma. With a focused look on his face, he was concentrating on flipping the steak until it was beautifully browned on both sides.

While he was frying the steak, he didn't forget about the salad. He gently put the mixed onions and radish sprouts into the plate and arranged them neatly and beautifully. Then take out the bonito flakes from the cabinet and sprinkle some on them to make the salad more delicious. Finally, he held the handle of the pot with one hand and used a spatula with the other hand to carefully turn the steak over, ensuring that each side was cooked to perfection.
  Mingmei watched what Fujiwara did without saying a word and was a little surprised. She smiled knowingly at Fujiwara's impressive skills. Just when she was about to ask if she wanted to help, she suddenly saw someone not far away from Fujiwara. The spice box was opened, and the black pepper contained in it floated out of thin air.

Mingmei was dumbfounded when she saw the scene in front of her.
  (End of this chapter)