Minamoto Yorimitsu is a person who pays great attention to food.
Even if he has been here for more than three months, according to the saying that it takes 21 days to develop a habit, he should have adapted to the local dining tastes as the locals do.
But after trying all kinds of Kyoto snacks, Minamoto no Yorimitsu is still not satisfied.
It’s not that Japanese food isn’t delicious, but it has a unique taste. It pays great attention to the layering of food that touches your taste buds, as well as its own natural taste. If you try it, it’s pretty good.
Compared with the bland taste when cooking at home, in order to retain customers, outside food houses and restaurants will always add more emphasis on their own seasonings, especially the small izakayas on the streets. It can be said that they have put a lot of effort into seasonings, but there is still no
Way to keep his stomach.
Either the main thing is fresh or the main thing is spicy.
If you want something delicious, try the saury.
The spiciness is mostly just a gimmick for restaurants to gain fame, specifically to attract Internet celebrities to come visit the restaurant and check in to challenge the competition. It is simply not the kind of spiciness that normal people can accept.
As for cooking and eating by yourself...
Not all men are interested in cooking, and he used to be able to tolerate taking out food for meals. He is indeed lazy and impatient when it comes to cooking.
Instead of cursing the darkness, it is better to light a candle.
It's better to open a restaurant of your own.
Provide him with customized meals.
If you want to eat home-style, you can recruit Chinese chefs. If you want to eat Western food, hire some blue-eyed foreign chefs. Even the taste of Japanese food can be tailor-made for you.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu thought about the possibility of this matter.
I found that as long as you have money, you can do it.
Well, it’s great to have money.
However, this is quite troublesome. You have to hire someone to take care of it, and you are responsible for the profits and losses. It is better to just go to the restaurant, which will only take some time at most.
And if you feel tired from driving.
You can definitely hire a driver.
If you have money, you can do anything.
It's really evil and lazy.
Minamoto Yorimitsu pushed the porcelain plate containing the eggs forward, and at the same time took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick basket and handed them over. After she took them, she gestured and said, "Try how it tastes."
There is an obvious benefit to using the spoon.
That means there will basically be no burning.
The eggs in the porcelain plate take on an attractive golden color after being dipped in oil, and their own heat exudes rising heat along with the temperature of the pot. Judging from the appearance, it is definitely very appetizing.
Sakichu Koto was also shocked by what he did with his hand just now. He took the chopsticks and tasted it without hesitation. As soon as he put it into his mouth, his eyes widened slightly.
Her slightly red cheeks fluttered, and she tilted her head back to swallow.
It was obvious that the scrambled eggs had distinct flavors, which seemed to be a bit beyond Minamoto Yorimitsu's expectations. Sakichu Koto was silent for a while and whispered: "Well...it's okay..."
"Well enough?"
If it tasted ordinary, she would say it was good. If it tasted delicious, she would probably praise herself to the heavens. Minamoto Yoriguang could see her reluctance with just one glance.
Facing Sakichu Koto who looked at him cautiously, Minamoto no Yorimitsu frowned and picked up a piece with his chopsticks, but he spit it out as soon as he put it into his mouth without chewing twice.
"Is this a rotten egg? Why does it smell fishy? Could it be that it has been stored for a long time?"
Faced with Minamoto no Yorimitsu's incredulous accusation, Sakichu Koto raised his slender fingers to the side and warned in a very careful tone: "Just now... you seemed... to forget to put in the seasoning."
"..."
Minamoto no Yoriguang poured out the whole plate with an expressionless expression.
I originally wanted to show off my spoon-bending skills in front of Sakichu, so I specially picked the least difficult scrambled eggs to make sure it was foolproof, but in the end, I just fried them and forgot to add any seasonings.
Maintain the original taste of the ingredients.
You can probably say that.
In the end, it was Sakichu Koto who silently turned on the stove, poured the prepared ingredients into the pot and started stir-frying. It was obvious that her actions were not as exaggerated as Minamoto Yorimitsu's, but Kesheng was meticulous in every step. It looked like
I often cook and cook for myself to be self-sufficient.
Stir-fry vegetables, steam rice, make soup...
Skilled cooks can do many things at the same time.
She did everything very carefully and controlled the heat very well. This made Minamoto Laiguang, who originally wanted to help, unable to do anything. He stood beside her for a while with nothing to do, then turned around and brought the bowls and chopsticks over first.
, stood aside and watched Sakichu and Koto do it.
During this period, Sakichu and Koto also wanted to teach him how to cook.
Minamoto Yorimitsu also stood nearby and listened very carefully.
Very well said, but unfortunately useless.
In the end, Sakichu Kodō and Minamoto Yorimitsu worked together to finish the dinner. Sakichu Kodō was responsible for cooking, cooking and porridge, while Minamoto Yorimitsu was cheering and cheerleading.
During the meal, Sakichu and Kodo were naturally praised again.
And she blushed and nodded silently.
It seems that her plan was successful in an orderly manner.
After eating, we each went back to our rooms.
The work and rest time in the countryside are basically fixed. After dinner, you can watch TV for a while and then go to bed. When dark means the day is over.
They were already very tired after driving and going out. After washing the dishes, Minamoto Yorimitsu felt sore all over his body, which made him want to get a physical reward.
Minamoto Noraimitsu's room is very large.
The bed is also huge.
Sakichu Koto looked around Gennaro Norimitsu's room, which was about twenty square meters in size. There were posters of Showa era singers hanging on the wall.
There is a medium-sized wooden desk at the end of the bed, lined with rows of books and odds and ends, which looks very last century.
She noticed that there was a vintage picture frame on the bedside table.
I sat on the bed, took it in my hand and looked at it.
In the photo, Minamoto Laiguang smiles brightly.
This reminded her of his smile again this afternoon.
"Why don't you go back to your room?"
Just as Sakichu Koto's fingers passed over the photo frame and he was touching the face in the photo through the glass, he suddenly felt the mattress next to his buttocks collapse.
"Ah, I, I just took a look."
Koto Sakichu quickly put the photo frame back in place, feeling nervous as if he had been caught at the scene, and said honestly with his hands on his thighs.
The two of them sat next to the bed.
The distance should not exceed three centimeters.
She could even feel the hot breath of Minamoto Yorimitsu next to her, as well as the charming atmosphere between the two of them that day, and she couldn't help but have some thoughts.
The heart beats faster and faster.
Koto Sakichu moved his palm carefully.
Her fingers reached for his palm.
But before her plan could succeed, and before Minamoto no Yorimitsu could speak, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open gently.
"Aguang, Xiaoteng, do you want to eat fruit... Oops, I'm really disturbing you."
Chiyo Naoko saw the two children sitting by the bed. After being stunned for a moment, she seemed to understand something. She looked away and reminded them with a smile: "I put the fruit on the ground. Don't forget to eat it when you are done."
Replenish evaporated water.”
Put down the fruit plate and close the door gently.
However, a moment later another gap opened.
Chiyo Naoko quietly revealed a pair of mysterious eyes through the crack in the door.
"Have you taken safety measures?"
"Would you like me to lend you a few?
"You can choose any type you like, right?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at his mother speechlessly.
For a moment, I didn't know how to speak.
But there was no one who reacted more violently than him.
"I, I, I, I, I'm going back first!"
Next to him, Sakichu Koto suddenly stood up, his face turned red like a kettle smoking after boiling water, and even his words began to be a bit incoherent.
He lowered his head and walked quickly to the door of the room. He opened the door lightly and ran away quickly. He looked really embarrassed.
There are quite a lot of rooms in one house.
Before arriving, Chiyo Naoko had tidied up their room. Of course it was not just one room, so she ran directly back to her room.
Seeing Sakichu and Koto run out of the room as if they were running away, Chiyo Naoko looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu apologetically, sighed slightly and said: "Mom is holding you back, next time I will just put it on the bedside for you so that I can avoid it."
I won’t disturb you again.”
Minamoto Yorimitsu: "......"
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