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(It's normal to have a lot of personal designs since it's already a secondary creation, right?)

(Zhongli has been called Zhongli for a long time, so naturally he will call him by this name as well. He is equivalent to having two or three names.)

(Just like the Geo Lord Morax has many names, Morax is called Zhongli and not Zhongli, and the Zhongli here is the same. It is definitely not that I forgot what his name was set to be and was too lazy to translate it! Absolutely not!)

Volume 8, JoJo's Unfortunate Adventure: Interlude: Slow-cooked Pickled Pork with Pork Belly (Although it is an interlude, it is also the main text)

"Okay! We'll accept the gift. If you have anything to say, go talk to Wumi."

"Hey! Please leave some for me!"

Mee Li picked up the pastry wrapped in oil paper, held it high up happily, and then ran away, leaving Wu Mi, who was unable to react, staring at Zhongli on the sofa.

"Ahem, what do you want from Bai Ze?"

"Oh, that's right."

Zhongli nodded, reached out and slowly put down the half-raised teacup, turned his head and looked directly at Wumi.

"I've long heard that the Renji family has been renowned for their gourmet cuisine for generations, and their cooking can be considered world-class. I happened to be passing by here today, and I've brought a small gift, hoping to sample Miss Renji's cooking."

"Oh, come and have a free meal. What a coincidence, you're late. She just left three days ago."

"It's alright, the tea is delicious and will quench my thirst. I'll take my leave now."

Without getting the answer he wanted, there was no point in staying here. Zhongli stood up, picked up the birdcage and prepared to leave.

"and many more!"

As Zhongli picked up the birdcage, Wumi called him.

"Excuse me, Miss Wu, what can I do for you?"

"Well, you seem to be a good eater. Can you cook?"

"Of course I can. I don't dare to claim that, but cooking can be used to kill time in my free time."

"That's great!"

Wumi got the answer he wanted, stood up quickly, grabbed Zhongli's arm and dragged him into the kitchen.

Zhongli had no intention of resisting. He put the birdcage on the table and followed her.

"Miss Wu? What does this mean?"

"Hey, aren't you coming to our house for dinner? It just so happens that someone delivers fresh ingredients to the refrigerator every day. You can use whatever you want. Let us taste your cooking first."

Oh, so you wanted to try my cooking skills first. I thought there was no one to cook at home, so you wanted me to cook. That’s right, how could there be no one to cook in such a big family?

Zhongli nodded secretly, but he didn't expect that there was really no one in this family who could cook. Bai Ze, the only one who could cook, took away Hakimi, the only one who could barely cook.

These days, the family relies entirely on black tea and dim sum. These snacks fill the stomach. As for takeout?

Sorry, everyone here is a rich lady, and no one has even thought of ordering takeout. Most of them never go out of the house every day and just stay at home and eat barbecue.

This original cooking method is still the best, requiring only a handful of leaves, a little salt and seasoning, and some good fresh meat.

"Okay, then I'll show my shame."

Zhongli regretted his decision the moment he entered the kitchen. He looked at the knives of various sizes and shapes on the stove, and the pots that looked and looked different.

He was a little confused for a moment and didn't know where to start.

"Uh, well… let's look at the ingredients first."

Zhongli smiled awkwardly but politely at Wumi, then gently tugged at his arm to free his sleeve from Wumi's claws. He stood there and adjusted his appearance slightly before walking towards the refrigerator.

"Oh, yes, the food is very fresh and of good quality. Judging from the ingredients alone, Miss Renji is very particular about her food."

Zhongli opened the refrigerator, looked at the fresh ingredients inside, and wondered what dishes he could make with them.

"Good, all the ingredients are available, just right for making my Nayi Lingwei Ebizaki Temple (Five) Koshi + Ite."

"Then do your best! I'm leaving first."

"That's fine. This delicacy naturally requires time to wait. If you trust me, Miss, please feel free to do as you please."

Wumi nodded and decisively went back to her room to continue the live broadcast, while Zhongli rolled up his sleeves and took out a whole chicken and some pork bones from the refrigerator.

"Well, the broth isn't ready yet. We need to make it first."

Zhongli put the chopping board aside, took out a handy kitchen knife, peeled the ginger, and cut it into thick slices of uniform size for later use.

As for green onions, it is simple. You just need to tie them into knots. It looks beautiful and is easy to remove the residue.

After preparing the onions and ginger, Zhongli processed the pork bones and old chicken, then filled the pot with cold water and placed it on the stove nearby.

Put all the prepared ingredients into the pot with cold water, and also put the processed pork bones and old chicken into the pot with cold water. This will make it easier to remove the blood from the bones.

After turning on the fire, Zhongli opened the white wine next to him and poured it into the pot to remove the fishy smell. The alcohol evaporated under the action of high temperature, and Zhongli also held a small spoon and patiently skimmed off the foam on the water surface.

The blood foam no longer floated out, and all the blood inside the meat was blanched out. Zhongli fished it all out, washed it with clean water, and started to make the broth again.

Bring the pot to a boil, Zhongli put the meat into the pot, poured in some white wine, and started to simmer over high heat.

As the temperature of the stove rose, Zhongli still stood in front of the stove without moving a step. An hour had passed, and the soup was thick and white, and the broth was ready.

In an hour, all the ingredients Zhongli was going to cook were ready, and he was just waiting for the broth.

Now that the broth is ready, we can start cooking.

Zhongli picked up the casserole that he had carefully selected and liked very much, and put it on the stove to heat it up.

During this time, Zhongli brought a lard jar from the side, took a spoonful of lard from it, heated the pan and added cold oil. When the white lard touched the bottom of the pan, it was quickly melted by the high temperature and wisps of white smoke rose.

When the oil temperature reached the desired level, Zhongli put the bacon, which had been cut into mahjong-sized pieces, into the pan and fried it to add more flavor to the broth that would be prepared later.

After frying, Zhongli put the broth and ham into the pot, turned the high heat to low heat, and simmered it for half an hour.

Half an hour later, Zhongli added the spring bamboo shoots and bean curd sheets, and simmered it on low heat for another hour and a half, and it was done.

Zhongli used a small spoon to gently scoop out a little soup, put it to his mouth and smelled it, then blew gently to cool the soup down, and when it reached the right temperature, he put it into his mouth.

"Ah."

Raise your hand, turn off the fire, and use a towel to remove the casserole from the fire. Zhongli raises his hand and sprinkles some chopped green onions and wolfberries into it. In this way, a slow-cooked pickled pork with preserved vegetables is ready.

"I'm so hungry! Are you done yet?"

At this moment, it was already afternoon and dark. Although Zhongli did not have to wait a whole day before eating like in the game, it still took a long time.

The few people who had been lured out by the fragrance were lying at the kitchen door with their eyes wide open. Five little heads popped out from behind the door, staring at Zhongli's back, waiting for the signal to eat.

"Well, okay, please..."

"I'll help you carry it!"

"I'll help you with it too!"

Hearing the signal for dinner, several people who had long been tempted by the aroma rushed to Zhongli in a flash. He was stunned by the speed.

(The author has fish memory, eating books is completely normal)

(Yan Du Xian is very delicious, especially the soup! I recommend you all to try it)

(This is actually a home-cooked dish. The only difference is the choice of ingredients. You can also try making a substitute at home.)

Volume 8, JoJo's Unfortunate Adventure: Interlude: Dinner at Bai Ze's House (Zhongli Special Edition) (These chapters are about Bai Ze's house after Bai Ze left)

"careful!"

Zhongli saw that Wumi didn't even need a towel to support her, but just used her bare hands to touch the hot casserole. He quickly reached out to stop her, but unfortunately he was too slow compared to Wumi and couldn't stop her at all.

"hot…"

Zhongli watched in bewilderment as Wumi carried the scalding hot casserole away with his bare hands. He froze in his tracks, lost in a brainstorming process: Who was he? Where was he? What was he supposed to do?

"Mr. Zhongli, you've worked really hard today. Let's go eat together."

After serving the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Xiangzi returned to the kitchen, woke up Zhongli, who was standing aside with a look of annoyance on his face, and led him out to eat together at the table.

"Wow! It's delicious! How come your cooking is so delicious!"

At the dinner table, after a few people took a bite of the food, they couldn't stop themselves and started eating quickly. Even Shuangshi and Xiangzi, who were always reserved, unconsciously sped up their eating speed.

Strangely, the table full of dishes seemed to have no effect on Mu. She still ate slowly and leisurely, like an elegant little hamster.

"These are just some home-cooked meals. If you like them, that's fine. If they suit everyone's taste, that's naturally the greatest compliment to the cook."

Looking at the people who were eating happily, Zhongli smiled and started eating as well.

"Wow! Mr. Zhongli, this soup seems to be called Yan Du Xian (Seared Du Xian)! It's so delicious!"

"Just talk, can you please stop pinching me?"

Listening to the way Mee Li was picking up the food beside him, Wumi took a bite of the bacon and rolled his eyes.

"I'm asking you! Just eat, okay? Even something this delicious can't stop you from eating."

"Yo yo yo why don't you clip it? Little clip" (clip meaning VII 镏衣厁貳撮鴰音)

"Good you, Wumi! I'll kill you!"

He tilted his head back to finish the rice in his bowl, then lowered his head and went for Wumi's waist.

"Oh my god, are you serious? Are you sick?"

Seeing Mee Li rushing towards her, Wumi stopped eating and pushed the bowl onto the table. She took a step back to avoid Mee Li's charge and started playing jumping sheep on the side.

"Uh…"

Zhongli looked at the chaotic scene, not knowing whether to pick up or put down the chopsticks in his hand, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"It's okay. They were both premature babies, and it's not the first or second time they've had seizures. If they don't have seizures one day, we won't be used to it."

Looking at the look Zhongli gave her, Xiangzi explained and continued to sit calmly and eat.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Shuangshi on the side was also a little dishonest. She was next to Xiangzi, and used the spoon she had bitten to scoop up a spoonful of soup, blew it gently, and held it in her hand to Xiangzi's mouth.

"what"

"Ah mu"

Xiangzi didn't care. After spending these days together, she had a good view of the relationship between Shuangshi, Hemu and herself. Naturally, she would not lose her composure because of a mere Zhongli.

The soft and sticky girl in the past is dead!

already dead!

Mu watched Shuangshi go to Xiangzi to ask for affection, but she didn't show anything. She continued to eat slowly, but sat a little closer to Xiangzi.

Looking at the three people who were in great shape beside him, Zhongli was completely unable to pick up his chopsticks this time.

He didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked. He had made the right decision to come to Bai Ze's house today. Although he didn't get to eat, what he saw was beyond his imagination.

……

"Everyone, it's getting late. I'll take my leave now."

He waited patiently for everyone to finish their meal and tea. During this time, he was shocked by the appetite of Wumi and Meeli. Then Zhongli stood up, picked up the birdcage, and prepared to say goodbye.

"It's getting late. I've already packed up the guest room. Mr. Zhongli, why don't you stay here for the night and leave tomorrow?"

Looking at the petite but very serious Xiangzi in front of him, Zhongli raised his head and looked at the sky through the floor-to-ceiling window beside him, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"Well, staying overnight at a friend's house is quite fun. Sorry to bother you."

It was already noon when he came here from home. He originally planned to have a meal and then stroll home, so that he could have dinner and sleep at home.

He didn't expect that he would stay there until night. If he walked back home...but Bai Ze was not there, it would be difficult for him to take the initiative to invite him. Jiu Xia suggested to spend the night at Bai Ze's house where only girls were staying.

Since Xiangzi had brought it up, Zhongli naturally had no concerns. The main reason was that Wumi and the others were too tough and good at fighting. If it were just Xiangzi and the others, Zhongli would have no worries.

In order to prevent rumors and for the reputation of the girls, Zhongli would leave without hesitation after confirming that they were safe at home. He would rather travel at night and get home in the early morning.

"Okay, please follow me."

"Excuse me."

Nodding to Xiangzi, Zhongli followed her upstairs, carrying the birdcage, to choose a room...

"Hi! Friends, did you miss me?"

Wow! Miss Wumi is so pretty!

He suddenly stopped broadcasting just now. Did he go to receive that guest?