Love comes after eating halberds

Although his knife skills are so rough and crazy, he can cut out such delicate and exquisite pieces. Looking at the small pepper pieces with extremely different sizes, Hoshino Sora's eyes showed surprise.

The things he carefully cut out seemed like a joke in Mao Jinyu's hands. With a few raises and drops of the knife, the matter was done in place. In less than a minute, he completed what he could do in 1 minutes.

The quality is exactly the same, even improved.

"Knives don't have to be used with caution. You obviously have such great knife skills, but you use them very carefully. What are you afraid of? Are you worried that you will make a mistake? This is wrong!"

Yes, Hoshino Sora is afraid of failure. Being able to do it does not necessarily mean that he can do it well. Even though he now has master-level sword skills, his understanding of swords is still not deep.

His sword skills were given by the system, as if someone from outside the world had passed down his lifetime skills to him. His strength had improved, but his foundation was not solid.

"I will try again."

Hearing Uo Jinyu's words, Hoshino Sora bit his lower lip slightly in frustration, but he still took the knife and tried again.

This time, he was rough and fine. Although the final product was much worse than the finely polished one, the speed was obviously improved, and overall he was making progress.

"Keep practicing. Chinese restaurants should not take more than 15 minutes from ordering to serving. Keeping customers waiting for too long will result in the loss of customers. Please consider your time carefully.

Your foundation is very good. There aren’t many things I can teach you, but these things are enough to bring your dishes to a higher level and sell them at a better price. "

Looking at Hoshino Sora with a thoughtful expression, Uo Jinyu continued to speak, as long as there is a recipe, anyone can cook it, and it is difficult to make it taste bad when the raw materials are good.

However, there is no doubt that it is extremely difficult to cook food to a certain level. It requires several years or even ten years of accumulation. If you want to take shortcuts, you must become a master.

The so-called teacher comes from a famous family.

Experienced people can even judge how large a piece of chicken can be cut to achieve the best taste based on the year of the chicken. In the same way, all meat can be judged in this way.

Frying, frying, stewing, boiling, roasting, each type of cooking requires different temperatures, meat size, and various factors. Only by mastering all these things can you become a master chef.

Otherwise, you will always be a handyman in the kitchen.

"Not enough, continue!"

Grabbing a handful of chopped chili peppers, Mao Jinyu spoke harshly.

Time passed, and soon it was noon. One or two customers came to the store one after another. Xiangling also set up a pot next to Hoshino Sora and started cooking.

"You two work together, Hoshino Sora prepares the side dishes, and Xiang Ling cooks. Pay more attention. You will remember better when you learn by yourself than when someone else teaches you."

"it is good."

"Then please give me some advice~"

"I'll do my best."

Nodding, Hoshino Sora began to prepare the dishes according to the order menu, while Xiang Ling smiled and spoke to him beside him.

She has always looked like this full of energy.

When all the side dishes were ready, Hoshino Sora focused his attention on Xiangling, or her pot to be precise.

I saw that he was operating skillfully and skillfully. After he really entered the state, the atmosphere around him changed, from the original leisurely to the current tense.

First, put the marinated and battered spicy chicken into the oil pan, fry it until cooked, take it out, and then fry it a second time.

When done, take it out and set aside. Leave a little base oil in the pot and add the Sichuan peppercorns one after another.

Stir-fry and stir-fry, as the chili peppers are fried until fragrant, the spicy chicken dances and flips happily in the pot. After a while, a spicy and crispy spicy chicken with full color, aroma and flavor will come out of the pot.

The color is bright and the flavor is strong. The chicken is crispy on the outside and soft and tender on the inside. The key is that the numbing and numbing feeling is simply amazing!It was fragrant with dried chili peppers and secretly tasted a piece of spicy chicken. Hoshino Sora's face showed surprise.

Looking at the chili peppers, there is no sign of being burnt.

The control of the heat is great!

"I'll start learning dissection tomorrow. Your ability to dismember a chicken is obviously unqualified for making spicy chicken.

Each dish in Sichuan cuisine has its own cutting method, which can be modified according to your own taste, but the basic principle still remains. For example, this piece of meat needs to have a taste of leg meat, otherwise it will be too dry and too woody. . "

After also tasting a piece, Mao Jinyu frowned and gave such an evaluation. He looked carefully at the spicy chicken on the plate. Although it was cut neatly and stylishly, it looked both delicious and delicious.

However, for spicy chicken, the heat is a bit different.

It can only be called chili fried chicken.

"Just watch." As he spoke, Mao Jinyu picked up a clean chicken from the spare ingredients area. The next moment, he used extremely skilled and sharp knife skills to move around the chicken.

In less than a minute, the chicken in front of him was deboned and decomposed. The size of the meat pieces was the same as those cut by Hoshino Sora, but the shape of each piece of meat was different.

Some are connected to the skin, and some have the two parts of meat connected together to form a richer taste.

"The two look similar on the surface, but in fact the taste and texture are very different. Xiangling, heat up the oil in a pot and cook a pot of spicy chicken."

"it is good."

Hearing Mao Jinyu's words, Xiangling reheated the pot he had just cleaned, and then started cooking the spicy chicken. After a while, it came out of the pot again.

The same food was cooked by the same chef, but the taste was very different. After only tasting a few pieces, Hoshino Sora discovered the problem.

[Analysis of cuisine]: Sichuan spicy chicken

[Quality]: Silver (high quality)

[Analysis 69%]: The cooking raw materials include chicken, bell pepper, seven-star pepper, millet pepper, Sichuan pepper...

It is true that Master Mao's method tastes better and is one level higher than his. There will be no problem with the evaluation given by the system and his tongue.

"You go back and study this book carefully at night. Don't have this kind of problem again tomorrow. You can arrange the rest of your time yourself. This ends today's practice."

"Finish?"

"Why, do you still want to continue? But cooking also requires a balance between work and rest. It's better to relax on this rare weekend."

Looking at Hoshino Sora with a somewhat unfinished expression, Mao Jinyu couldn't help but ask, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Emmm, that's what I said. You should relax properly. I'll leave now and come back tomorrow."

What he wanted to say, but the image of Arika Rika waiting for him alone at home appeared in his mind. Hoshino Sora finally agreed, put down his chef hat and left the restaurant.

After that, he went back home. When Akari Rika saw him coming back, she smiled in surprise and pestered him with various tips. Hoshino Sora made lunch for the two of them, and then played with them in the house all afternoon. game.

It's quite happy.

It was already around ten o'clock in the evening when I returned to the Yaori dormitory. I hung up the call from Shizuka Hiratsuka and looked at the slightly opened dormitory door. Hoshino Sora greeted him with a smile.

"Come in quickly, the wind is blowing very cold outside."

Wearing a very thin nightgown and having to come down to open the door for Hoshino Sora late at night, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked quite resentful.

"I'm coming."

Seeing this situation, Hoshino Sora didn't dare to stay. He rushed into the dormitory in three steps and two steps at a time. Hiratsuka Shizuka also closed the door of the dormitory at this moment.

"Where have you been for the past two days? I came back so late."

"I went to attend a school cultural festival yesterday, and I was playing video games at home today. When I regained consciousness, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and I hurried back."

Hoshino Sora told the truth, but he omitted some details.

"You are really living a cool life. Mahiru is almost going crazy with worry. Have you done something to others? Why does she care about you so much and ask me for your phone number."

"What can I do to her? I am such an upright person.

Ah, my back is so tired, I will go back to sleep first. "

Seeing that the topic was developing out of control, Hoshino Sora laughed strangely, and then trotted upstairs. However, when he turned on the light in the room, what he saw was Mahiru Shiina lying on his bed.

"Well, you're back..."

The light and movement made Keren wake up on the bed. He supported the bed with one hand and rubbed his eyes with the other hand. Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, Shiina Mahiru raised his hand to say hello.

"But, why did you show up in my room?"

Hoshino Sora complained speechlessly.

"Isn't this waiting for you to come back? I have sent you a text message, and who made you run around without recovery? Do you know that I have been worried in the past two days?"

"I went out for a check-up, and the doctor said I wasn't injured at all and I'm in good health, so you don't have to worry anymore."

Looking at the girl's appearance, Hoshino Sora told a white lie. Anyway, he was indeed in good health.

But did the other party send him a text message?Wait, that harassing text message 'I'll wait for you in your room tonight' wasn't sent by Mahiru Shiina, was it?Just now Mr. Hiratsuka also said that she asked for his phone number.

"Really? Show me the medical certificate, to be precise, the medical report."

"I lost it at home when I came back. Who would carry that kind of thing with me? Just don't worry. I value my body more than anyone else! Look, I'm not alive and kicking now."

Hoshino Sora said of course that no one should carry something like a medical certificate with them at all times.

"Okay, then...thank you for saving me. I want to repay you. Is there anything you want?"

Blinking her big eyes, Shiina Mahiru looked a little nervous.

"You have what you want, but I'm afraid you won't give it to me."

"I'm not that stingy! Just say whatever you want. Whatever I have, I'll give it to you."

Seeing Hoshino Sora's somewhat emotional expression, Shiina Mahiru clenched her fists slightly and said, her words seemed a bit loud due to the haste.

"Since you said so, it would be a bit stingy for me to refuse to twist. Take off your stockings and give them to me."

"Okay, huh? Ha!?"

His brows furrowed slightly. Faced with Hoshino Sora's rather unreasonable request, Shiina's face was full of astonishment, and he even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"I quite like your white stockings. The key is that I think your legs are very beautiful. The white stockings on your legs must taste great. I felt this way when we first met."

"Then I'll go back to the room and get a washed pair for you."

"You don't have that feeling after washing it. I want to take it off now, can you give it to me? I won't force you."

Staring at Mahiru Shiina with bright eyes, the hot look in her eyes made the girl feel a little scared, and her hands couldn't help but protect her thighs.

"This is a perverted statement of yours."

"I'm not denying that I'm a pervert, so, okay?"

The continuous questions made Shiina Mahiru a little shaken, and she began to regret agreeing to Hoshino Sora's conditions, but soon she felt guilty for this idea.

The other party risked his life to save her, is it still inferior to a mere pair of stockings?

"You go out first, I'll let you in later and you can come in again. I'll give you the stockings if you can."

Thinking of this, Shiina Mahiru was shaken in her heart. It was just a pair of stockings. Although it was hard to accept, compared with the life-saving grace, it was already considered light.

but...

Looking at Hoshino Sora leaving the room, Shiina Mahiru gently took off her pantyhose, held them in her hands and kneaded them for a long time, and even put them in front of her nose and smelled them. Her cheeks turned red instantly, and she started to struggle inside again.

"come in."

After all, the life-saving grace was greater than heaven. Shiina Mahiru chose to give up resistance and shouted for Hoshino Sora to come in, and then hesitantly handed over the white silk in his hand.

"The smell may be a bit strong..."

His eyes trembled slightly, and he did not dare to look directly at Hoshino Sora. It was obvious that Shiina Mahiru was extremely ashamed at this time.

"It doesn't matter, this is what I like!"

White stockings, to be honest, this is the first one he has received. Others like black stockings and must be cherished, but if possible, he still wants to take them off himself.

Those meaty thighs look plump and delicious!

Just by looking at it, he could eat three big bowls of rice!

"Are you thinking about something strange? What do you want stockings for?"

Suddenly, Shiina Mahiru noticed this.

"Do something that boys would do. Okay, it's getting late. You should go back and rest quickly."

"Anything that a boy can do? Please make it clear!"

When he came to his senses, he had been pushed out of the door by Hoshino Sora, and a series of indescribable scenes appeared in his mind.Yes, isn't it obvious what the boy wants her stockings for?

Didn't she think of this?No, she subconsciously ignored this.

But, would that smelly thing really excite him?

Standing at the door, stroking her chest with her hand, feeling the violent heartbeat, Shiina Mahiru's cheeks turned red. Thinking of this, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

But why couldn't she have any dislike for him?

Hoshino Sora's handsome face appeared in her mind, and her exposed white legs felt cold due to the cold wind, and this coldness made her brain that had just woken up more awake.

My thoughts are becoming clearer.