Mecha Era for Kitchen

Song Yiming, as a soldier with the rank of second lieutenant, would never carry such a 'bag' with him even when he went out in plain clothes; while Chen Zikai was new here, and he was unfamiliar with the place where he was born, so it was impossible for him to come up with anything that could be used to hold hawthorns. stuff.

But he was the kind of instant action guy who thought of something and could not wait to go back to Sevis's house to find the container.Chen Zikai looked down at his long sleeves, then glanced at Song Yiming's thin coat, and said in a normal tone as if chatting: "You took it off."

"Eh!? What are you taking off?" Song Yiming was stunned for a while before realizing that Chen Zikai was talking to himself.He suddenly widened his eyes, with a shocked expression on his face, and quickly grabbed his open collar with both hands.

It's a pity that Chef Chen completely ignored Second Lieutenant Song's vivid acting skills, and only focused on the bright red fruits on the tree: "Take off your coat and pretend to be a hawthorn."

"..."

Song Yiming, who was defeated by Shanzha in terms of charm indicators, took off his coat with a hurt face, still muttering about what he was talking about, but full of curiosity about Chen Zikai's actions— — To be recognized by Major General Seves in such a short period of time, this Chen Zikai is definitely not an ordinary person, and his cooking skills are probably considered superb.But he was actually interested in this kind of ornamental tree that can be seen everywhere, and he even called it a weird name. Even he, who has always been famous in the interpersonal circle for his knowledge and knowledge, wanted to know why.

If Chen Zikai was still on the earth, he wouldn't be so excited to see a hawthorn tree—but on this sky blue planet, after seeing the strange names and short-sighted food that he temporarily defines as "future humans" These ingredients that have been with him on earth for more than 20 years have become an important part of his homesickness—even though he only stayed in this place for less than a day, when he thinks that he will live in this place for a long time in the future Here, there is an indescribable feeling of homesickness.

Tears welled up in his eyes when he saw these lovely ingredients!

But it's strange to say that these people don't even know such basic things as hawthorn, but there are not a lot of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the seasoning rack. How can there be such a disharmonious thing that only knows the seasoning but not the ingredients?

"Hold your coat and don't move."

"Ah?!" Song Yiming shook the handful of hawthorns that were thrown over him, and Chen Zikai immediately said——

"Hold it, be careful not to drop it."

"Um……"

Two big men stood upright on the street, one clawed at the fruit from the ornamental trees, and the other carefully held a light-colored coat in his hands to catch the red fruit thrown from the side.Passers-by were pointing and pointing, and a few loud voices could still reach Song Yiming's ears: "Hey! Look, isn't that Song Yiming, one of the five handsome men of the new generation of the Imperial Army selected by gossip magazines?"

"Huh? If you don't tell me, I really didn't see it. It's really him. The man next to him is also so handsome!"

"But what are these two people doing here? What is that man doing pulling the tree?"

"I don't know...is it abnormal..."

"Don't be funny, why is my Song Yiming abnormal?!"

Song Yiming maintained the posture of carrying fruit with both hands, while looking at the sky silently... His image...is gone forever...

Under Song Yiming's observation, Chen Zikai probably tore out three hawthorn trees.These three pure green trees poked pitifully among a row of red and green ornamental trees, looking extraordinarily...green.

He still couldn't understand why Chen Zikai picked these fruits. These red fruits didn't look very attractive. To Song Yiming, they were just the seeds of ordinary ornamental trees, which had no effect at all.But looking at Chen Zikai's joyful expression, it seems that there is another function - eating.

How can this be?

Chen Zikai, who had picked enough hawthorns, was no longer in the mood to continue shopping, and wanted to go back to Sevez's house to make some snacks.Although he is not a little girl, and he is past the age of a kid who loves to eat snacks, Chen Zikai's gluttons have been hooked out since the morning when his stomach has been empty.Although hawthorn is not something that can fill your stomach, it tastes better than those beautiful-looking nutritional supplements—otherwise, why would Major General Sevis leave himself because of a "matsutake feast" ?

He said to Song Yiming who was still holding a bunch of hawthorns: "Let's go." He lowered his head and started walking forward.

"Where are you going?"

"Go back."

"Back to Seves?"

"Ah."

"You're going in the wrong direction..."

"..."

Under Song Yiming's leadership, Chen Zikai successfully found the door of Sevis's house.

He himself was still wondering, it was a straight street, why did he walk in the wrong direction... Then he saw Song Yiming handing over his coat with hawthorn: "Here we are, go in. Next time you go out, you can bring an electronic map or something..."

"Aren't you going to taste the hawthorn together? In fact, it's okay to eat it dry."

"Uh...it's okay, look, the housekeeper of the Seves family is waiting for you," Song Yiming was still dubious about Chen Zikai's statement, he pouted towards the gate, and sure enough Mary was standing at the gate, "You first Go back, and I'll come find you when I'm free."

"Well, okay," Chen Zikai saw that Song Yiming really didn't want to step into the yard of Seves's house, and then thought of the "iron and blood deeds" of Major General Seves he had just told him. Thank you so much, I washed this dress and returned it to you?"

Song Yiming silently looked at his poor coat that was holding a handful of hawthorns pitifully at this moment, and replied after a while: "No need."

Chen Zikai raised his eyebrows, but without saying anything, he turned around and walked towards the door of Sevez's house.Song Yiming looked at the background of this man who had changed his sloppy image in the morning and strode away with dignity. He stood there frowning and didn't know what he was thinking, then turned and left.

Mary watched Chen Zikai enter the door, and the first thing she said was: "Why are you hanging out with that kid from the Song family?"

"Huh?" Chen Zikai carefully put the hawthorn together with his coat on the table closest to the door, and then turned to look at Aunt Mary, "Song Yiming?"

"Yes, he is from the Song family, so it's better to keep a distance."

"Song Family?"

"You really are ignorant..." Mary glanced at Chen Zikai speechlessly, and cut to the point decisively, "The major general just sent a summons, saying that today's meeting is too late and he won't come for dinner. You don't need to prepare."

"Really? Okay." Chen Zikai was about to deal with the fresh hawthorns he just got, and when he heard the news, he quickly picked up the hawthorns in his coat and was about to rush into the kitchen.

While handing over a bottle of nutrient solution, Mary looked at the pile of red fruits in Chen Zikai's arms: "What is this?"

"Hey, it's hawthorn." Chen Zikai, who had no hand to pick up the bottle of nutrition, smiled at Mary shyly, watching her follow him into the kitchen helplessly, and put the nutrition on the kitchen table.

"You took him into the kitchen, is it edible?" Aunt Mary looked skeptical, "Aren't these the seeds of those plants outside?"

"That's right, I'll find out after I make it for you to taste." Chen Zikai stopped explaining, rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the hawthorn on the automatic water control table.As a chef, the first thing to do is to make reasonable use of the ingredients in hand——Chen Zikai has been doing quite well in the past, and when it comes to Tianlanxing, a place where visual ingredients are very scarce, he is even more careful about every experience. The ingredients in his hands are cherished.

He cleaned each hawthorn carefully, then divided the hawthorn into two parts, took a knife from the shelf, cut one part of the hawthorn in half, and took out the seeds.Immediately, he found a small pot and put the half-seeded hawthorn in it. He found the white sugar labeled [-] from the seasoning shelf, sprinkled it evenly in the pot, and put it aside for later use.

After finishing all this, Chen Zikai found a pan with appropriate depth, poured sugar into the clean pan, and based on years of accumulated experience as a cook, he accurately mixed in water with a ratio of [-]:[-] to sugar. , Then put the pot on the temperature control table with a low heat, stir it constantly with a spoon, and slowly turn the sugar water into a viscous liquid.

He kept stirring with his right hand, took the small pot containing hawthorn and sugar with his left hand, poured an appropriate amount of water, placed it on the other side of the huge temperature control platform, and started to heat evenly with medium to low heat.

When Chen Zikai was busy with his hands, he still did not forget to look up at the LCD watch - when he was on earth, fried red fruits usually took about half an hour to stew, but on this temperature control platform, the time should be cut in half. .With an approximate concept of time, he turned his attention back to the sugar snowball.

Under Chen Zikai's stirring, the sugar and water have turned into a sticky liquid.He poured the other half of the red hawthorn fruit that had not been cut in half into the pot, and continued to stir slowly, so that the sugar coating wrapped the bright red and round hawthorns.Chen Zikai still didn't stop the stir-fry in his hands, but turned down the fire again, and slowly lowered the temperature in the pot.With his movements, the 'white syrup' in the pot gradually turned into small snow-white granules, obediently wrapped around the hawthorn, and became 'sugar snowballs' like frost.

On the other side, the hawthorn that had been cut in half and deseeded also began to gurgle hot bubbles. Taking advantage of this time, Chen Zikai unscrewed the nutritional supplement that Mary had just given him, wanting to take a sip to fill his stomach first, but the first sip I almost spit it out - it's not that the taste is bad, but the sticky and thick taste and the taste similar to the emergency syrup that I used to drink when I was a child are really a strange combination.

He held up the bottle full of nutritional supplements and looked at it for a while, then put it down again, curled his lips and began to put the hawthorns that had cooled into round and lovely snowballs into the plate.

At first, Lilith, who came over to help, was infatuated with Chen Zikai's focused expression and sharp-edged side face while cooking for a while, and then she made a move on the sugar snowballs that were put on the plate— —

"Wow!!! What is this!!! Super delicious!!!"

"I said it was hawthorn..."

"Oh my God, Chen Zikai!! You really deserve to be a chef! Any tree seeds you can get back will taste much better than nutritional supplements!"

Chen Zikai ignored Lilith who was so excited that she almost rushed towards him after eating a sugar snowball, turned her head to look at the LCD watch, turned off the temperature control unit, and started filling the bowl with fried red fruits.

When Seves came back from the government square meeting in the maglev car, he remembered to take off his military uniform as soon as he entered the door, and he was attracted by the white and red food on the table.Needless to say, it must be Chen Zikai's masterpiece: "What is this?"

"Sugar snowball hawthorn and fried red fruit."

"What is it made of, it looks familiar"

"Well, it's the fruits on the ornamental trees on your street, which are edible. I made them as appetizers, and I can make other things in the future."

Seves, who couldn't understand the word "appetizer", took off his gloves, picked up the fork on the table, and cruised on top of the sugar snowball for a while.As a major general of the imperial army, the raw materials of every nutrient he drank and the meals he ate should be inspected layer by layer. For example, the fruit that Chen Zikai picked directly from the street and told himself that he could eat it is It is a very unreliable behavior - of course, the lunch that looked delicious at noon has already made Chen Zikai break the barrier of "raw materials must be inspected". Major General Weiss was very satisfied.

Seves hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't hold back the craving in his stomach. Knowing a little about Chen Zikai's craftsmanship, he forked a chubby snowball with rosy white from the plate, and put it in his mouth. Li, after chewing twice, his eyes widened in surprise.

Chen Zikai, who thought the major general had bitten the hawthorn seed, hurriedly reminded: "Well, major general, there is a nucleus in it, you have to spit it out..."

Serves, who was attracted by this sour and sweet taste that he had never tasted before, looked at the plump hawthorn placed in a snow-white plate, as well as the hawthorn in a bowl. Those brightly red fried red fruits called the adjutant standing at the door before he could put down the fork in his hand: "David."

"Major General?" The adjutant stepped forward with a standard military salute, and looked curiously at the fruits that were made into dishes.

Sai Weisi said stiffly: "Go and pick all the fruits that Chen Zikai said." Then he turned around and put a candy snowball into his mouth.

"...Yes." David took the order out with a gloomy face. He was a majestic major who actually wanted to pick those red fruits from ornamental trees whose names he didn't even know? !As expected, Major General himself lost his mind whenever he encountered food...

Chen Zikai looked at the mournful face of the adjutant who was as serious as Seves on weekdays, and was about to laugh when he was choked by Seves' next sentence: "When David picks them up, you will take them They're all made like this, sugar balls."

Chen Zikai was dumbfounded.

……All? !

He began to wink at David from places Sevis couldn't see, Major David!Please be sure to pay attention to saving energy!Don't pick all the hawthorns on the whole street for me! ! !

David took a sympathetic look at Chen Zikai, who had a distorted facial expression but he couldn't understand it at all, and silently counted what Chef Chen said about using ornamental trees like the one on Eighth Avenue to beautify the streets... a total of no more Twelve Articles...

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