Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 14 14. "Dessert is Justice"

Pushing open the glass door, the aroma of stewing food wafted through the air and passed over his nose.

Masumi lifted the curtain and walked into the kitchen, just in time to see Rinone lifting the lid of the pot.

Steam immediately burst out from the gap in the lid of the pot, accompanied by wisps of aroma that stimulated Masumi's appetite.

She made a soup with bonito flakes and kelp, then cooked pork and vegetables in it, with miso dissolving into the broth bit by bit.

"Good morning."

"morning."

Rinne turned around to get something from the refrigerator and glanced at Masumi's sportswear with his name written on the chest.

"Are you going for a morning run?"

"Well, I plan to stick to it starting today."

Judging from her reaction, it must have been just a casual question. "Is that so?" Rinyin replied coldly, her face still expressionless.

The bland morning greeting ended abruptly with just a few short lines.

I went upstairs to my room and when I passed the second floor, I met Mami who was stretching and walking out of the room.

"Good morning, Masumi-kun."

"Good morning, why are you up so early today?"

Masumi thought for a moment and said, "You won't stay up all night again..."

"Who do you think I am? I'm not an owl."

Asami answered ambiguously with an ambiguous smile on her lips, and then changed the topic to Masumi, raising her eyebrows at the sportswear on him.

"Why are you wearing high school sportswear? Are you trying to act young?"

"I don't have any other workout clothes, so I'll just have to wear this for now. Anyway, I'll be able to run in a T-shirt in a month."

"The plum rain season is about to begin in a month, so I'd better buy some sportswear."

"makes sense."

Hearing her say that, Masumi silently added buying clothes to his mental list.

I went back to my room to change my clothes, and when I went downstairs, breakfast was already ready.

Pork miso soup, grilled saury, tamagoyaki, and white rice sprinkled with furikake.

The dishes are different every day, and the miso soup is also made in different ways. Rin'in has a serious attitude towards life and never does things perfunctorily, nor does she let down the happiness that comes three times a day.

Masumi thought that such a serious person was indeed more suitable than him to take charge of this store.

He bit off the saury's head in one bite. He had heard from somewhere that this part was very nutritious.

After breakfast, Jiuyuan Weilai went out carrying her usual schoolbag. A guitar-shaped pendant hung on the blue commuter bag, swaying gently.

It was the first time Masumi noticed it, but she didn't take it seriously.

In the morning, two decorators came to the house. After Masumi came out to communicate with them, they started working without any fuss.

Kamishiro Rinone was watching from the side.

I made fried chicken nuggets for lunch, which is perfect for part-time workers. Besides Rin, Masumi, and Asami, I also prepared some for the two renovation workers.

Fresh chicken thighs are coated with flour and fried until the skin is crispy, golden and plump, tender and fragrant enough to squeeze out the gravy. The spicy flavor of curry powder is permeated under high temperature, and it is filled with an irresistible warm aroma.

——Crack!
The golden batter of the fried chicken is so crispy that it makes a crackling sound. When you take a bite, the soft and tender chicken meat bursts with delicious juice between your lips and teeth.

Looking at the two decorators at another table eating heartily, Masumi felt that there was a great possibility of turning them into repeat customers of Fanxing.

Speaking of which, Kamishiro's cooking skills are really good. If it were an ordinary restaurant, they would probably rush to hire her as the head chef.

After lunch break, renovations resumed in the afternoon and the store became bustling again.

Time passed by in a clanging sound. Spring was late, and the winding thin clouds stuck to the sky, and were then blown away into the distant sky by the afternoon wind.

The sky behind the clouds faded from azure to a honey color.

Sunset.

The decorator left with his tool bag.

Not seeing Rin and Mami in the store, Masumi walked into the kitchen and saw Mami tying an apron on herself. The sky blue apron had light wrinkles on her body and the neckline was a little low.

The kitchen was filled with the sweet smell of vanilla extract.

The table was filled with scales, mixing bowls, frying pans and other cooking utensils.

Rinyin put on an apron neatly, tied her hair into a ponytail, fixed the loose hair with hairpins, and took out eggs, sugar, milk, flour and other ingredients from the refrigerator.

Masumi: "Are you going to make desserts?" "Yeah." Rin replied with her usual indifferent expression, "I want to try to develop a new menu."

"You mentioned before that you wanted to expand the menu. I went back and thought about it carefully, and I want to try adding some simple popular items first."

"But I've never made desserts before, so I need some advice from Mami-san."

Because the ingredients for the desserts are not cheap, in order to avoid waste, Rinone first prepares a small amount of ingredients, and then considers the opinion of the store's only pastry chef, Seno Asami, before finally finalizing the dessert menu.

"Calling me a pastry chef is too flattering. The only thing I'm good at is baking cookies."

Mami tucked her hair behind her ears and tied it up. Then she beat eggs into a mixing bowl, added sugar, milk, vanilla extract and other ingredients, and began to stir skillfully.

Despite his understated demeanor, he is very reliable.

Seeing her skilled appearance, Masumi asked, "Have you ever learned how to make desserts?"

"No, but I was in the culinary studies club in high school."

"The senior who recruited me told me I could just be a ghost club member, but after joining, I realized that wasn't the case at all."

Asami uttered these words with a sigh.

"It was simply because the club was short of members and about to be disbanded, so a few seniors were desperately trying to recruit new members. I was so naive at the time that I was coaxed and tricked into joining."

"Although the seniors told me that I only needed to stay in the club office after school and didn't have to do anything, they would also feed me with delicious food."

"But I was embarrassed to just sit there and do nothing. Since I really have no talent for cooking, I learned how to make cookies from my senior."

It turns out there is such a past event.

Although Mami's words sounded a bit like a complaint, her tone was cheerful. I guess she must be very happy in the club.

Masumi seemed to see himself in her. It was due to some coincidences that he joined the light music club and then had to embark on the path of music.

When the mixing is almost done, Mami mixes the flour and baking powder, siftes them into a mixing bowl, and stirs them thoroughly with a whisk to form a fluid batter.

"I see you're quite skilled at making snacks, but you can't cook?"

"Cooking and dim sum are two different things," Mami explained clearly. "Once you become proficient in cooking, you can estimate the portions by feel. But when making dim sum, you need to strictly follow a recipe and follow the steps. The key to the taste lies in the ingredients and the recipe."

"If they all follow the recipe, then what's the difference between an ordinary amateur and a professional pastry chef?" Masumi was confused.

"Hehe, of course there is a difference."

A smile curved onto Asami's lips.

“Whether you’re an amateur or a professional pastry chef, when you first start learning, you’re just following the instructions.”

"The reason why professional pastry chefs become professionals is not only because they practice and refine their baking techniques, but also because they fully understand the effects of different raw materials."

Asami said very professionally.

"For example, the protein in eggs hardens during baking, making the cake tough. Sugar not only adds sweetness but also maintains moisture."

“After ensuring that the dessert can be made under any circumstances, the pastry chef can try to fine-tune the recipe and technique to change the taste of the dessert.”

"For example, if the milk flavor is too strong and the taste is too greasy, you can solve this problem by reducing the amount of light cream or reducing the degree of whipping of the light cream."

"However, this kind of fine-tuning is not easy. It takes a long time of practice to master it. If the modification of the formula exceeds the limit, it will be unacceptable."

“Developing a formula is a long journey, and you have to be thoroughly familiar with the properties of all the raw materials.”

"I see."

Masumi listened to her clear and logical arguments and admired her sincerely.

"That's amazing, Seno."

"I've always believed in Mami-san."

Rinne, with her usual cold expression, spoke words of praise for Mami.

"Hehe, you can praise me a few more times."

Asami accepted the compliments from both of them honestly, narrowing her eyes and smiling.

She heated the pan over medium heat and scooped a spoonful of batter into the pan.

The batter slowly became round as the heat increased. When fine bubbles appeared, Mami immediately flipped it over and fried it for another minute or so.

Add maple syrup while hot.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Mami added post-production special effects artificially.

"This is my first time making pancakes, and honestly I don't have much confidence. Feel free to give me some advice."

　Ready to sign
　　
　
(End of this chapter)