Crossover Anime: Randomly Setting Up a Stall with Binchotan Charcoal

"I'll prescribe some medicine here. Take it with warm water when you get home. Just eat light meals for the next couple of days and you'll be fine."

"Thank you, doctor."

Chapter 17 Visiting Shizuka's Home

After leaving the hospital,

Summer was just about to take out her phone to hail a taxi.

A roar came from the engine, and with a beautiful drift, the red sports car stopped in front of Xia Tian.

Hiratsuka Shizuka jogged off the car.

Summer's phone conversation was unclear, and she was very worried about the situation of Xiao Binchangtan.

"Tantan!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka anxiously examined the little binchotan from head to toe.

"Sister Jing." Even though her stomach was still a little uncomfortable, Xiao Binchangtan's face was always filled with a happy smile.

"how is it now?"

"It's nothing..."

Xia Tian repeated the doctor's words, "It's because I ate too much oily food these past two days. The hospital has already prescribed medicine. I just need to eat lighter foods from now on."

Hearing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes at Natsume, but her worries subsided: "A grown man just can't take care of a child."

“Uh…” Xia Tian was speechless.

It's good that everything's alright. Hiratsuka Shizuka stopped worrying about these issues. "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

"Stop talking nonsense and just give me the address."

No. 8, Tenshukaku Villa Area.

Hiratsuka Shizuka gave him a meaningful look. She hadn't expected that what Dango had said that morning was true. This little boss was really a man of few words.

The car drove at a moderate pace toward the castle tower. Along the way, Xiao Binchotan's stomach had eased, and she looked curiously at the interior decorations of the car.

This was her first time riding in a private car. She had always been curious about what the inside of those rich girls' cars were like when they went to school.

"Sister Jing, your car is so beautiful."

"Haha, you little rascal, you know a thing or two about cars?"

"I don't understand, but beauty is beauty, you can tell at a glance."

Summer was also curiously looking at the sports car. "I didn't expect Teacher Jing to be a rich woman. She was so stingy when she bought me shumai just a couple of days ago."

Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes speechlessly. The car was a gift from her parents, not something she bought.

“I only spend 200 Dan on a sandwich for breakfast, but you spend 500 Dan on a shumai. You need at least three or four to be full. Even a landlord can’t afford to eat like this.”

The two chatted and laughed, and with Xiao Binchangtan also present, the atmosphere was far from dull.

As the car slowly approached the castle tower, Hiratsuka Shizuka felt inexplicably complicated, never expecting that one day she would walk down this road herself.

As we approached the gate, we could still see that unique tricycle from summer in the distance.

What's even more outrageous is that there was a security guard standing nearby to help watch over them.

"Thank you, sir, you've gone to so much trouble." Xia Tian got off his tricycle to express his gratitude; he really hadn't expected the security guard to treat his tricycle this way.

The guard saw Xia Tian salute, and the gate to the villa area opened accordingly.

She had been mentally prepared for the journey, but when the car drove smoothly into the villa area, Hiratsuka Shizuka felt as if it were a dream.

Especially in the summer when the driver led the way, the sign for the shumai from that tricycle was lit up.

Street vendors... in the villa area.

This magical scene was deeply imprinted in Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind.

She knew that some rich people had quirks, but she didn't expect that Boss Xia's quirks were so down-to-earth.

Within minutes, two cars drove into the front yard of Villa No. 8, one after the other.

What catches the eye is the little guy's tattered blanket fluttering in the wind.

"Brother, I forgot to bring in my blanket."

summer:"....."

How can we explain this now? It's not that he abused Xiao Binchangtan.

Hiratsuka Shizuka casually picked up the blanket and gave Xia Tian a knowing look. It's just an Abebe blanket, right? She's used the Abebe blanket she used to cover her belly for over twenty years, it's even more worn out than this one from the little Binchotan.

No fuss.

The three of them went inside. Xia Tian poured a glass of warm water for Xiao Binchangtan to take his medicine. The little guy was very good and swallowed the bitter medicine quickly with a frown.

"Charcoal is great. Sit here and watch TV for a while. If you feel unwell, tell your brother."

"it is good."

"Xiaobai, play Pukashu."

I watched it when I was little, and smart TVs should be able to find it too.

Once the cartoon started, the little guy stopped talking and sat obediently on the sofa, staring intently at the screen, completely forgetting that he had a stomachache.

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked around curiously.

She thought the rooms here would be as magnificent as palaces, but they turned out to be Cybertronian futuristic. However, considering Xia Tian's age, it was easy to understand. The aesthetics of a 'young person' like her were definitely not the same as those old men.

But that's even more terrifying, because it shows that everything in the house is decided by Xia Tian, ​​not by the elders in the family.

"Xia Jun hasn't been here with us for more than a few days, has he?"

"What do you mean?" Xia Tian asked, puzzled.

“The villa area has top-notch medical facilities. You don’t even need to leave your home. A phone call will bring the best doctor to your house within minutes. Obviously, you didn’t know that.”

Hiratsuka Shizuka explained that this information was common sense to them.

"Ah, I'm a Chinese newcomer here, so I really don't know your configuration."

"Nobody told you when you moved in, or left you a number or anything?"

"The paperwork was handled by someone else. There was a number, and I thought it was for someone to come and clean the house. I haven't lived here for more than a few days and I don't need it, so I didn't call."

Just kidding, the house was a gift from the system, and with the room in that state, how could I possibly ask someone to clean it?

After chatting for a few minutes, Hiratsuka Shizuka took her leave.

"Since Xiao Tan is alright, I'll head back now and pay a formal visit another day."

"Have a meal before you go. Thank you for your help today."

"..."

"Then I won't be polite."

Upon hearing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had already sat up halfway, sat down again. If this man could make such delicious shumai, how delicious must his cooking be?

summer:"......"

I was just being polite, why did you take it so seriously? Is Jingke really that straightforward?

Chapter 18 Clear Noodle Soup, Mending Pukashu's Quilt

Now that things have come to this, we can't just kick them out.

Summer went straight to the kitchen.

One phone call and they rushed over to see Xiao Beichangtan, and then drove them all the way back.

I should still express my gratitude no matter what.

However, the timing isn't right today; we can't cook anything fancy, so the little one can only eat something light.

Summer immediately made me think of clear soup noodles.

With the help of Little Chef's culinary skills, even a simple bowl of noodles can be made into a masterpiece.

"Bang~"

In summer, take out the ceramic bowl used for kneading dough, pour in an appropriate amount of flour,

Add water and knead the dough.

In making noodles, kneading dough is a fundamental skill. In summer, every kneading and turning motion is fluid and graceful, like practicing Tai Chi.

The dough quickly took shape in his hands, gradually becoming smooth and delicate.

Next step, roll out the dough.

First, sprinkle on some dry flour, and with fluid, satisfying movements, the pancake spreads evenly on the table with a "crunching" sound.

If you measure it with a ruler at this point, the thickness error of the surface will not exceed 0.5 millimeters.

After the third step, cut the surface.

Push the dough into three layers and start cutting quickly.

"Da da da~"

The noodles, which were the perfect length, were placed into the bamboo strips.

The final step is to cook the noodles.

Next came the waiting, and in the summer, I casually blanched a few green vegetables.

#@#

in the living room,

Pukashu was awakened by the tapping sound of the cutting surface of his binchotan charcoal.

He rushed to the kitchen.

"TanTan, what's wrong? Your brother's food isn't ready yet, you'll have to wait a bit."

"I'm going to help my brother wash the rice."

Hiratsuka Shizuka sensed a strange obsession with washing rice, guessing it was part of her usual 'job'.

"Don't worry, my brother is probably cooking noodles tonight, so we don't need to wash the rice today."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Binchotan was a little lost. What could she do to help cook noodles? She had never bought flour before, and her mother-in-law had never taught her how. She didn't know how.

"Tan Tan, you're sick. Be a good girl and wait for your brother to finish cooking today. Wait for me a moment, I'm going to get something. Let's put your baby on, okay?"

"Ok?"

Under the curious gaze of the young Binchotan, Hiratsuka Shizuka took a furoshiki cloth with the image of Pukashu printed on it from the car. She hadn't bought any dolls all day, but she had found a furoshiki cloth, which she had originally intended to use to wrap the dolls as gifts, but now it came in handy.

"Sipkashu!"

Upon seeing the bundle, Xiao Beichangtan's eyes lit up. "Sister, is this for me?"

The young Binchotan was overjoyed and even reached out to touch it.

"Yes, let's cut out the Kapu Show and patch it onto your Abebe, okay? Charcoal, do you know where we keep the scissors and needles at home?"

"I know, I know, my brother told me. Sister, I'll go get it now."

Little Binchotan slid off the sofa and ran under the TV cabinet to find the item.

Sitting on the sofa, Hiratsuka Shizuka picked up a needle and thread and began to sew.

The home economics classes at school weren't for nothing; despite her carefree attitude, she's quite skilled.

From the very first needle prick, Xiao Binchotan's eyes were glued to the spot, as if afraid of missing a single detail.

Watching firsthand as those unsightly holes were transformed into exquisite Pukashu patterns.

His big eyes were filled with surprise.