This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 431 - 291: Bei Family, Bei Family.jpg (4000 words)_2

Chapter 431: Chapter 291: Bei Family, Bei Family.jpg (4000 words)_2

"Hey hey—" Beichuan Hui Li chuckled twice, "Brother Temple, I came to mooch a meal!"

"...Mooch a meal?" Beichuan Si walked around the stove and only then noticed the varying amounts of ingredients the five of them were holding.

Seeing Beichuan Si eye the ingredients in their hands, Beichuan Hui Li coughed dryly, "What do you think, Brother Temple?"

The food made by Beichuan Si had left a deep impression on her; though it was just something made at home, it strangely had the feeling of a family restaurant’s set meal.

It was not only delicious but also good-looking.

"Staying for a meal isn’t really a problem," Beichuan Si wasn’t heartless enough to send them away directly, but some lessons were necessary.

He flipped through the ingredients in the plastic bag and then said, "But the purpose of this camp is also to train your ability to do things on your own, so occasionally you should also make your own food, understand?"

"Got it, Brother Temple!" Five voices in unison.

Beside them, Shen Gu Mirai, feeling a bit odd, watched.

Logically, as a girl who liked Beichuan Si, seeing her almost boyfriend so popular among the girls should have stirred some sense of crisis—

"But why does it feel subtly like a parent with their children?" Shen Gu Mirai puzzled, pinching her chin.

Was she too laid back, or was it really like that?

She couldn’t figure it out.

Shen Gu Mirai shook her head.

With five more people suddenly added, Beichuan Si was not polite.

He ’asked’ another group nearby to leave with his eyes, then directed Beichuan Hui Li and the others to the stove left by that group to start washing rice and cooking.

Though he agreed to let them mooch, Beichuan Si was still unsparing in putting them to work.

Seeing them clumsily busy with starting the fire and washing rice, Beichuan Si began his own task.

First was washing his hands.

Beichuan Si cleaned his hands thoroughly at the tap, not missing even the fingernails.

Next, he cleaned the borrowed kitchen knives and utensils.

As Beichuan Si washed the knives, the surrounding trainees couldn’t help but step back.

They were also curious.

Seeing this setup, was the Beichuan Demon King planning to cook himself?

And it seemed... quite professional?

Impossible!

Some people quickly shook their heads to dispel the thought.

That was the Beichuan Demon King after all.

You’d believe him if he were mixing explosives or poison, but Beichuan Si genuinely cooking?

Have you ever seen Zhang Fei wielding a kitchen knife?

Though the comparison was somewhat inappropriate, that was the reality.

Under the faint gaze of the crowd, Beichuan Si started without care.

First, he added oil to the pot.

After adding the oil, Beichuan Si deftly diced some mushrooms.

Once the diced mushrooms were ready and the oil was hot, Beichuan Si turned his head slightly, "Ginger, garlic."

Shen Gu Mirai sent the chopped ginger and garlic towards Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si took the small dish of ginger and garlic, poured it into the pan, and sautéed it until it was fragrant.

After bringing out the fragrance, Beichuan Si added the mushroom dices to continue frying until fragrant, then swiftly raised his wrist and grabbed the salt and soy sauce bottles nearby.

After a simple seasoning, it was time to add water.

Beichuan Si moved the skillet aside, using the residual heat of the skillet to cook the ingredients while adding concentrated broth and kelp to another pot.

Once it was about right, he poured in the mushroom dices.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle—

A tempting, delicious fragrance wafted everywhere.

His brisk and efficient actions drew more spectators.

"Is that the Beichuan Demon King...?"

Someone uttered in disbelief.

Indeed, in Japan, only a minority of high school students knew how to cook, especially in a city like Tokyo, where it was rare to find girls who could cook like those seen in animations.

Additionally, with the heavy academic workload of high school, even students who knew how to cook needed time to get accustomed to handling a kitchen knife rhythmically like Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si turned his head, "Minced meat."

Shen Gu Mirai reacted, finely chopping the meat and transferring it to a plate to pass over.

Beichuan Si’s hands were dipped in a bit of oil before he sprinkled some salt into the minced meat for seasoning and then began kneading.

Under his exceptionally skillful movements, one meat patty after another appeared beneath his hands.

After finishing these, Beichuan Si’s first step was still to heat the oil.

Waiting for the oil temperature while washing his hands again, when the oil was about right, Beichuan Si’s hands were clean too.

Once the oil was hot, Beichuan Si gently lowered the meat patties into it while instructing Shen Gu Mirai to use tongs to remove the excess firewood, slowly frying the patties on low heat.

While slowly frying these patties on low heat, he didn’t forget to check on the mushroom and kelp soup.

The milky-white soup bubbled noisily, tossing around dark green kelp and diced mushrooms, with a few oil droplets floating on top—it looked healthy and delicious.

"Mirai, try tasting it."

Beichuan Si handed the tasting spoon and dish to Shen Gu Mirai, flipped the meat patty, and after frying slowly on low heat for four minutes, he took the skillet off, placed it to the side, then covered it with a lid, using the residual heat of the oil and the internal steam to ensure the patties cooked through.

Then, under the strange gazes of those students, Beichuan Si took out another skillet.

"... To be able to skillfully use two skillets... was the Beichuan Demon King really such a good cook?" Someone couldn’t suppress the shock in their heart.

Actually, strictly speaking, being able to cook wasn’t anything special... but the fact that the person cooking was Beichuan Si was genuinely surprising.

Beichuan Si didn’t have time to mind what those people thought.

The meat patties were ready, and what came next was the sauce pouring.

"Black pepper sauce, you all shouldn’t have a problem with that, right?" Beichuan Si looked at the girls who had completely relaxed and asked.

"As long as it’s made by Brother Temple, it must be delicious!" Beichuan Hui Li puffed out her chest, haughtily looking at those gazing dumbly at Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si didn’t bother with Beichuan Hui Li.

He scooped two large spoonfuls of broth from the mushroom and kelp soup, added black pepper, and then used cornstarch water to thicken the sauce.

While continuing to simmer on low heat, Beichuan Si took the well-fried meat patties out of the skillet and placed them on a clean plate.

The skillet tilted—

The thick, fragrant black pepper sauce slowly drizzled onto the meat patties...

Beichuan Si then casually arranged the greasiness-cutting broccoli and finely sliced lime alongside the good-looking meat patties on the plate—

A sense of high-end and classy atmosphere instantly enveloped the room.

"This is amazing...!" Sakura Miori could not help but exclaim in a low voice, watching the meat patties prepared by Beichuan Si, "I never thought I’d be able to make dishes that feel like they’re from a fancy restaurant; I truly live up to my reputation, I feel like I could become a chef in the future."

Standing beside her, Otomoto Ai couldn’t watch her narcissistic friend bragging and reminded her, "It’s not you who made this."

"Ha-ha! It’s all the same!" Sakura Miori slapped her head and laughed heartily.

"Just fried meat patties," Beichuan Si said nonchalantly.

Compared to Western cuisine with simple plating, Chinese cuisine’s sculpture-like carvings in squirrelfish and miniature landscapes were much more complex.

Hence, in Beichuan Si’s eyes, this really wasn’t anything special.

"I’ve finished here too." Shen Gu Mirai smiled cheerily as she brought forth the three small dishes she prepared.

A vegetable salad, fried tiny ham, and thick tamagoyaki.

The tiny ham was chosen by Beichuan Hui Li.

She seemed to particularly enjoy these simple, twice-processed foods.

"The rice is also ready."

Sakurai Saki and Nanako Takiyama, who had stood by the rice cooker, reported.

These two girls were much more reliable than Beichuan Hui Li; at least they didn’t cause the kind of mishap like last time where the rice was all scorched.

"Then let’s eat," Beichuan Si washed his hands once again.

This was also the most crucial point for those who cook.

Frequent hand washing.

As Beichuan Si and his group began happily eating, the students watching couldn’t help but scream.

They were too absorbed in watching that they hadn’t even finished their tasks.

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