One Second for My Daughter / One Second for My Daughter

Originally, Wu Shen had no intention of bringing Shizuka Hiratsuka into his room in a short period of time because he was "wary" of the teacher.However, Shizuka Hiratsuka's wit stimulated his enthusiasm for cooking and took advantage of a loophole, so he was brought in directly.

Anyway, this is Wu Shen's own private space. Under normal circumstances, he would never bring the class teacher into his house!

Just imagine if a person has the power to choose independently, how could he easily let the class teacher come to visit his home.

"I'm going to cook right now, you have a good rest in the living room first. Today I will definitely let you taste what is called real delicacy!"

Wu Shen, whose enthusiasm for cooking has been aroused, let alone a class teacher, even a god can cook for you!

"I'll help too." Hiratsuka Jing didn't just sit there, but got up and followed Wu Shen to the kitchen.

"Sister Jing, can you still cook?" Wu Shen looked a little surprised.

"Don't make it seem like I have zero life skills." Hiratsuka smiled and reached out to knock Wu Shen on the forehead, "If it's just the most basic meals, I will still cook."

"Okay, let's come together." Wu Shen nodded, and did not refuse Shizuka Hiratsuka's help.

Then in the process of cooking, Wu Shen quickly realized something unusual.

"Salt." Wu Shen stretched out his hand like a doctor in front of the operating table.

"Here is the salt."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shizuka Hiratsuka put the corresponding seasoning jar in front of him.

"..." Wu Shen was silent for a moment.

"what happened?"

Wu Shen stretched out his hand to touch some of the white granule and licked it with his tongue, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Wu Shen shook his head looking at those seasoning jars that were almost identical in appearance and even unmarked.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.If you were not as familiar with the kitchen as yourself, how could you find the seasoning jar corresponding to the salt so quickly.

"give me……"

"The white sugar you want,"

"???"

Did I ask for sugar?

But Wu Shen still took the sugar, because the next step really needed white sugar.

Shocked, could it be that Shizuka Hiratsuka can predict the future?Or mind reading?

"Cut this into strips." Wu Shen continued to operate while giving instructions.

"It's been cut just now." Shizuka Hiratsuka placed the ingredients that had been processed in front of Wu Shen.

"..." Wu Shen was stunned again, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Well... Miss Jing, how do you know this is going to be cut into strips?"

"intuition."

"Straight, intuition?" The corner of Wu Shen's mouth twitched, feeling a little nonsense.

In order to confirm his conjecture, he thought to test it a little.

"Get the vinegar for me." "Here."

"Cooking wine." "This is for you."

"Old soy." "Here."

"Soy sauce." "Take it."

"Old godmother." "This is it."

…………

After a series of tests, a large pile of seasonings was placed in front of Wu Shen. Looking at the dazzling array of seasonings, Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her head slightly, as if she was proud of being able to recognize so many seasonings.

I think that in the future, I assisted Wu Shen in cooking many times, and I have already remembered that all of these are cooked and cooked, and practice makes perfect.

"Sister Jing, did you learn Chinese in the past?" Wu Shen put his arms around his chest and asked suspiciously.

"no."

"Then how can you identify so many spices?"

You must know that Wu Shen’s kitchen is basically what he asked his mother to bring over from China. Many of them were even handmade and then affixed a Chinese label to indicate what they were. They were still packed in completely opaque plastic bottles. Hiratsuka How did Jing recognize it?

"Ahem, because I am interested in Chinese cuisine, I have taught myself a little bit of Chinese in cooking. Some ingredients are prepared in advance because I know the production process of these dishes..." Shizuka Hiratsuka explained with shame.

"That's right, the person who taught you how to cook must be good at cooking." Wu Shen nodded.

These methods of dealing with them have been passed down from generation to generation.Some of the steps that Hiratsuka Shizuka learned coincided with each other. Could it be that Hiratsuka Shizuka is actually a cooking genius?

"Then why sometimes when I reach out my hand, I haven't said what I want. You can put what I want in my hand?"

This is the most unimaginable thing for Wu Shen, Hiratsuka Shizuka seems to be able to read minds.Sometimes as soon as I stretched out my hand, before I could speak, what I wanted was delivered to my hand.

"Maybe we have a good understanding, ahaha." Hiratsuka scratched her hair, and she also noticed that she seemed to have done a little bit.