Conan's winery play house

"Aito, is it okay if we do this?" Jiang Shouhuang asked, holding the dinner bowl.

They all looked serious.

"Yeah, okay." So Aito nodded.

Andrei and the other chefs hesitated to speak.

What you did was wrong! It was so wrong.

Is this really edible?

They watched as the white-haired boy helped out from time to time, saving the existence that was about to become a dark dish.

Several potential safety hazards that could cause fires or explosions were also resolved along the way.

However, the other primary school students were unaware of this and were still looking forward to their own results.

However, there were still some minor problems in the final production process.

A few primary school students couldn't control the heat well and didn't know when to stir-fry, and the food would burn if heated unevenly.

Fortunately, the white-haired boy was rescued in time and did not have much impact.

Andre had to lament that if the white-haired child hadn't rescued these ingredients, they would all have turned into dark dishes.

He is so good at cooking at a young age, and he still cooks very difficult Chinese food. He is really talented.

Several other primary school students were extremely happy and proud after seeing the finished product.

"As expected of us! It was great the first time we did it!" Takizawa Shinya put his thumb and index finger on his chin, speaking proudly.

"I didn't expect it to be so successful the first time. Are we also very talented in cooking?" Kikukawa Seiichiro guessed.

"That must be the case." Jiang Shouhang nodded with a smile.

Hideki Morohoshi's expression was also very positive. He thought that the ingredients he cut were very good and worthy of pride.

"Well, everyone is indeed very talented." Aito also nodded in agreement.

The other chefs had subtle looks in their eyes and didn't say a word.

Watching several primary school students take away the prepared food, the remaining ingredients were placed far away.

"Help us deal with the rest." Takizawa Shinya said to the chef.

A group of people came and left in great numbers.

Take the prepared food directly to the room.

A full table was set up, and the bodyguards' share was not left behind and was taken back to their rooms.

Hideki Morohoshi and the others would not dine at the same table as the bodyguards. According to their words, "That would lower our status."

No one thought anything wrong with his aloof appearance.

One serving per person of red wine venison stewed with pear, one cup of fox meat and mushroom soup per person, fried venison, braised venison, spicy rabbit head, cold rabbit meat, white-cut chicken, casserole chicken...

Except for the discarded weasels, all other prey were made into dishes, and the same prey was even made into several dishes with different flavors.

Chinese food always looks rich in color and smells fragrant, because the chefs there pursue the perfect combination of color, flavor and aroma.

Japanese food is mostly bland.

"It's delicious." The primary school students expressed their appreciation.

They are not people who can only accept Japanese food. After all, they have been to almost all major countries since childhood, and they accept all kinds of flavors very quickly.

Especially these foods are made by themselves, so of course they are delicious no matter what.

"Then eat more." Aito looked at his friends with a smile on his face, looking very satisfied.

It's like I am simply satisfied that they are eating happily.

Under his gaze, the four people of Morohoshi Hideki paused for a moment while eating, and then lowered their heads in unison and ate wildly, covering up their red faces.

Even though they are engrossed in eating, their dining etiquette is still up to standard.

Aito blinked and started eating.

Half an hour later, Jiang Shouhuang remained motionless on the sofa.

"My weight loss plan..." He touched his belly and hesitated.

He now weighs 100 kilograms, which is 30 kilograms lighter than before. He looks a lot smaller.

"Continue in the evening." Morohoshi Hideki glanced at the other party and said.

"...Okay." Jiang Shouhuang replied happily and painfully.

I am happy because the food tastes delicious, but I am miserable because the amount of exercise in the evening will increase.

"This is the first time I've eaten so much..." Kikukawa Seiichiro looked a little tired and touched his belly.

People in the Kikukawa family never eat enough, or in other words, they always only eat half full, so the people in the Kikukawa family are slimmer than other ordinary people.

Of course, it also looks more photogenic when performing on stage.

"It's really delicious, much better than the one made by the chef my dad hired." Takizawa Shinya said with emotion.

This is authentic Chinese food. They have only eaten it a few times in that country, and in other countries, what they eat has been modified.

There's always something wrong with the taste.

The same is true for Japanese Chinese chefs.

"If you like it, I can make it for you in the future." Aito said, sitting on the edge and looking at everyone with a smile.

It was as if he would never refuse no matter what they asked for.

"This is too much trouble for you." Jiang Shouhuang sat up suddenly and shook his head, saying in disapproval.

"Yes, it doesn't have to be like this." Kikukawa Seiichiro also shook his head.

"It doesn't matter to me, as long as everyone is happy..." Aito tilted his head and spoke, but stopped mid-sentence.

Takizawa Shinya covered Aito's mouth.

"Okay, okay, cooking is very tiring, and Akira also needs to lose weight. If you keep doing it, his weight loss plan will fail." The boy with pigtails smiled and tried to tease Jiang Shouhuang.

Dispel Aito's idea.

"That's right, it will be terrible if my weight loss plan fails." Jiang Shouhang said with a sigh.

"So that's it, I understand." Aito nodded.

If Jiang Shou wants to lose weight, there is nothing he can do.

Takizawa Shinya showed proud eyes to Jiang Shouhuang and the other three, and the three of them returned his approving glances.

Well done, good luck.

Aito's eyes were a little dazed after seeing everything, but he didn't ask.

He is not keen on asking questions, and even considerately turns a blind eye to many things, paying great attention to everyone's privacy.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You go to bed early and I will take them to exercise together." Hideki Morohoshi said.

"Go to bed early, good night, Aito." Jiang Shouhuang, Takizawa Shinya and Kikukawa Seiichiro followed Hideki Morohoshi and walked out.

Of course they couldn't exercise in Miyamoto Aito's room.

"Good night." Aito watched them leave.

There is no Aito in Hideki Morohoshi's exercise plan, because in Hideki Morohoshi's opinion, Aito is not needed.

And Aito never offered to let Hideki Morohoshi add him.

Because that amount of exercise really doesn't count as exercise for him.

It's a meaningless thing.

"Now you can think about greetings. Your mood points must be replenished as soon as possible..." He looked at the balance of his mood points, feeling a little confused.

Logically speaking, he is the holder of the code and should not die, but his body needs to rely on the system uncle to maintain his aliveness. Why is this?

"Why is this? Uncle System." He asked in a low voice, confused.

[The host no longer needs to rely on emotional points to maintain life.] The system answered the question quickly.

[Because the host was bound by the rules of the world before, all abilities could not be used, and the code was also suppressed. Although the host would not really die, it could not be resurrected immediately after experiencing death. Emotional values ​​were used to offset the rules, such as

When the host spends corresponding emotional points to purchase abilities, the rules that suppress these abilities will be offset, and the host can use the ability in this world.】

[And now there will no longer be suppression by rules.] The system voice said coldly.

"That's right...then do I still need emotional points?" Aito nodded thoughtfully, and then asked doubtfully.

[If you want to retrieve all the memories, you have to go to the game world. Going to the game world requires a lot of emotional points. Please continue to collect emotional points.] The system continued to answer.

"I know, I will collect the emotional value carefully, Uncle System." Aito said with a particularly warm smile.

The past is actually not that important to him, because he saw his mother's death in his memory, and brother Waldrom was also in this world. Maybe his family no longer existed in the past world.

And he already has a new family in this world.

But the games provided by Uncle System are still very interesting, and the knowledge and scenery of different worlds are very interesting.

PS: I saw someone commenting on QYue that they have been cheating on each other these days and asked me what happened. I just want to say... I don’t know. I don’t even play QYue. Anyway, it’s normal here at Dianjia.

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I fell asleep in the middle of writing and got up and continued writing.

It would be great if people could freely choose their own gender.

Damn it, I really want to be a man, I really want to be a man, I really want to be a man.