Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1199

Chapter 1199

"I think it should be forced to be helpless, just like the first person to eat crabs..." Nakiri Erina said.

"The first person who discovered that milk is drinkable, what did he do to the cow?" Yang Ming made a thoughtful expression.

"Okay... you also give me a quiet meal!"

The final staple food is mushroom cooking rice. Since there are no carrots and kale, a similar mountain vegetable is used as a substitute.Stir-fry in the oil pan until the color changes, then add various spices and peppers and stir-fry, so that the aroma of the dried shredded mushrooms is fully integrated, and after mixing with the rice, it emits bursts of fresh fragrance.

"It looks delicious!"

After dry-stirring, there is no water, even some shredded mushrooms that have softened, slightly bitter mountain vegetables, and plump and soft rice.

When these are superimposed, the mushroom cooking rice in front of me seems to turn into other food.

Delicious... If I had to describe it in one word, it would be delicious.

Unable to express any other feelings, Yang Ming started to eat hungrily.

"How is it? Is it to your liking?" Although Yang Ming's expression when he was eating already showed the answer to this question, Nakiri Erina still wanted to hear the evaluation of these dishes from the other party's mouth, " Considering that you like spicy taste, I added some chili.”

This slightly spicy taste is unexpectedly appetizing, and the refreshing taste of the mushrooms will not make people feel greasy even after dry stir-frying.

"So it was specially prepared for me!"

Yang Ming expressed his feelings in a more exaggerated way than she imagined.

"Bang-boom--" Throwing down the chopsticks, there was a jingle of bells and palms. Yang Ming almost fell off the dining table, but finally stood firmly in front of Nakiri Erina, holding Erina hand, and said affectionately: "Honey, marry me!"

What greeted Yang Ming was a violent shudder.

"Ah—it hurts!" Yang Ming, who was covering his head, let out a mournful cry.

After tasting this sumptuous lunch, the four of them cleared the table together and started the next activity.

After walking towards the lush forest for more than ten minutes, a clear lake suddenly appeared in front of us. Under the cover of the blue sky, it shone like a flawless sapphire with beautiful luster.

"It's hard to see such a beautiful scenery in Japan..."

"Yes, yes..." Yang Ming answered absently.

Nakiri Erina noticed it sensitively: "What's wrong? You don't seem to be very interested?"

"Damn it! I can't watch it anymore, it's really a crime..." Yang Ming looked at Alice Nakiri with resentment, that plump breasts, slender waist, round buttocks, slender legs, and matching The pure white suspender swimsuit, let alone a boy, is a stunner that even girls will unconsciously be attracted to.

Three years starting, life imprisonment.

At this moment, this thought flashed through Yang Ming's mind.

"Don't be like this, Yang Ming... You are so bad, look at him like this." Nakiri Alice clutched her body, "If you want him, we will be alone at night when Erina is not around... "

"This...!" As if feeling the murderous gaze from Erina, Yang Ming refused to accept the news about Alice, and plunged into the lake, swimming freely in the water. He grew up in the Yangtze River. Children who grow up on the side know more or less about water.

Under the reflection of the sun, the fine ripples on the water surface seemed to be covered with a layer of glittering broken silver. Niito Feisha stood on the shore, quietly watching other people playing in the water.

"Fei Shazi, come down too!" Miss Erina could be heard calling her name from afar.

"No need, I'll be on the shore!" For her, it was enough to quietly watch Erina Nakiri happily swimming in the water.

"But, it's rare to wear a swimsuit..." Yang Ming's voice suddenly sounded beside Xinhu Feishazi's ear, "So, don't go carelessly! Pikachu!"

"Pu--tong--" Yang Ming, who did not know when he sneaked onto the shore, patted Xinhu Feisha on the back with his wet palm, and she staggered and fell into the lake.

"Yang Mingjun!"

"Hahaha!"

Perhaps because of the rain last night, the slightly damp air was filled with a fresh breath.

The sky is clear, the wind is gentle.

"It should be here, right?"

Yang Ming took out the note from his pocket, compared it, then nodded, and walked in.

Located near the most prosperous Kabukicho in Tokyo's Shinjuku District, a Japanese-style high-end cuisine kiosk opened by a graduate of Totsuki Gakuen, Kanhikoko——

"Fog House"

The street is quiet, green on both sides, and the white lantern hanging at the door is still swaying in the wind.

The combination of white, black, and log colors, simple and refreshing style, standing on the street, you can see the seats facing the street inside.The white is not the kind of dazzling bright white. If I insist, it is the kind of natural white with a little yellow that can detect the traces of time travel.

Entering the door and turning the porch, a strong oriental wind blows towards your face, and you instantly feel that you are in the Edo period.

The elegant Japanese style, the dark brown tone, and the traditional wooden pavilions are full of rich Japanese style.

Carp streamers, beckoning cats, Japanese paper umbrellas, sumo wrestlers with fat heads and big ears, and dancers with snow-white makeup seem to travel through time and space.The bar on the left has a row of seats, just like what you see in the "Late Night Canteen", where you only wait for a glass of sake, a bowl of cat rice, a group of guests, and a story.

"Yang Ming! You're here!" The store manager and chef of "Mist House", Kanhiko, greeted her with a gentle smile.

Her body was still the same as usual, wearing an elegant dark blue kimono, and then she put on a pure white apron. Her brown hair was combed into a fluffy ponytail at the back, which added a bit of playfulness and made people It is completely impossible to guess how old she is now.

"Yeah!" Yang Ming nodded, and before she could continue speaking, Ganri Xiangzi, who was walking around behind him, pressed her shoulders with his hands and pushed her forward, "It's so timely! Hurry to the kitchen go!"

"You won't even be allowed to drink your saliva! Okay, okay, I know I'm going! Don't push me!"

After locking the door of the staff lounge, Yang Ming put on the work clothes Gan Ri Xiangzi had prepared for her inside. To her surprise, the clothes fit her very well.

The reason why it was unexpected was entirely because the senior who looked gentle and virtuous, virtuous and smart, was careless in his bones, and he was even less sensible than Yang Ming himself.

"To be able to make a mistake about the employee's holiday date, and no one is available when it's time to open the store, so there's no one..." Yang Ming sighed.

(End of this chapter)