Cyberpunk: 2075

This was Karl's response to Qingzi's emoji sent so early in the morning.

He had just gotten up and was preparing to make breakfast and wait for Wilton Holt to announce the date of Lucius Lane's press conference, when he received news from Haruko.

Check the time.

Seven fifty-five.

Carl: Getting up so early?

Haruko: Mashi came to stay with me yesterday. She went back in the morning, so I got up too.

Carl: That sounds okay. Have you had breakfast?

Haruko: Chiyome is making arrangements.

Carl: I'm just about to make breakfast... I'll take a photo for you later.

Haruko: Is it delicious?

Karl: Speaking of delicious, it is certainly delicious compared to street food. After all, it uses real ingredients, but it certainly cannot compare with the breakfast you eat.

Haruko: I want to eat.

Karl: Then when I come to play with you later, I can borrow the kitchen and cook something for you.

While chatting with Haruko on the phone, the oil in the pan in front of Karl was heated.

Replying with the phone in his left hand, Karl picked up the prepared eggs from the side with his right hand, beat the eggs with one hand, and cracked an egg into each of the four corners of the pan.

"this."

In the squeaking sound caused by the contact between the hot oil and the egg liquid, I felt that the high-temperature egg liquid quickly formed. Thanks to Karl's steady hand, the egg whites that were beaten into the four corners interacted with each other, but the yolk was not affected at all. damage.

Throwing the eggshell of the last egg in his hand into the kitchen garbage bag, Carl held the handle of the pan with his right hand and let the eggs inside begin to slide slightly in the hot oil to ensure that the four eggs could be completely filled in the pan. Cover the entire bottom.

After noticing that the yolk in the middle of the egg was also showing signs of solidification, Karl stabilized the pan and took out four dinner plates and placed them next to it.

Take out a long-handled pointed spoon, one vertically and one horizontally, divide the eggs in the round pan into four parts evenly according to the position of the egg yolk, then hold the back handle of the spoon, drill the tip of the spoon under one of the eggs, and gently With a pry, the egg slid onto the spoon.

Maintaining stability, Carl kept the egg fixed on the spoon with only the handle of the spoon, then transferred it to an empty plate next to it, and repeated it three times.

‘T-BUG I stayed up late again yesterday, so just make four breakfasts today. ’

With this in mind, Karl was concentrating on replying to Haruko while looking at the oil in the pot.

There is still some left, just in time to continue frying bacon and sausages.

Today's breakfast, as always, is bacon, sausage, poached eggs, bread and milk, and it is a standard Western breakfast.

The reason why I eat it every day is just because this breakfast is easy to make and nutritious enough. If you are deficient in vitamins, just replace the milk with orange juice. Anyway, there is no need to supplement nutrition for breakfast. It is really convenient. For Carl, For people who always make breakfast for everyone when they get up early, it really couldn’t be easier.

In fact, Karl would naturally prefer to eat classic Chinese breakfasts such as fried dough sticks, soy milk, and steamed buns. However, the work of kneading flour and grinding beans is too troublesome. Karl would rather cook a pot of white porridge.

"Hey, Carl, you got up the earliest today."

While he was busy, Carl heard Oliver's voice on the second floor. He looked sideways and found that Oliver, who was rubbing his face and with sleepy eyes, was greeting him.

"Come down and help, put the food on the table, wake up V and Jack, and let them eat while it's hot.

Wash the pot and dishes after eating. "

"Okay, okay, I'll start working now."

Accustomed to Carl's temperament of asking others to be lazy when he saw the opportunity, Oliver, who could eat breakfast without feeling guilty, yawned and went to knock on the door first. If he wanted to work, he had to recruit his brothers to do it together. It would be too hard to do it alone. own.

After V and Jack were also woken up with yawns, the efficiency of making breakfast was obviously improved. After a while, the four people who got up sat at the dining table.

"Where's the T-BUG?"

V looked around and found that T-BUG hadn't gotten up yet: "Are you going to call her?"

"Go ahead and go. Yesterday T-BUG stayed up late again. Maybe he was catching up on his sleep. He was woken up while sleeping soundly.

I think she'll go crazy. "

Oliver chewed a poached egg in his mouth and waved his hand. Last time he caused trouble with T-BUG, and she dug out his childhood photos and showed them on TV. He didn't want to mess with T-BUG again.

"Forget it."

V also thought of Oliver's last encounter and conscientiously chose not to disturb his companion's quality sleep.

However, he used the efficient way of eating that he had inherited from his time as a homeless man. When he put the bacon sausage and poached eggs into the bread and ate it, he noticed Karl who was playing with his mobile phone non-stop while eating, and asked casually:

"Chatting with someone?"

"Um.

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After replying, Karl glanced at V, noticed his classic bread sandwich, and without hesitation pushed his plate in front of V: ​​"Give me one too, I don't have time to spare."

"You can't do it with one hand..."

After complaining, V still took action, and while helping Carl, he heard his reply: "I think your sandwich tastes better, V."

"What difference do you have about the soul of a chef? What difference can there be between the same thing? I've seen a lot of Mewtwo from some cooking immortals. Don't tell me that I have some ingenuity and that's why the food I make is delicious. "

"Maybe it's something made by friends. It's always tastier, right?"

Carl said, looking at the message on his phone. He and Haruko were just talking about this.

Haruko: Maki made me some small cakes yesterday. They tasted really good. So, Christmas is coming soon. Carl, are you looking forward to Christmas cake?

Carl: Maki made it? I want to eat it too. As for Christmas cake...::

Carl thought of the Christmas cake that Mrs. Wells ordered last year. As for the taste of that cake...:,

Carl: Actually it's OK. Although I don't really care about Christmas, it comes once a year anyway. I still like to eat it.

Haruko: Do ​​you want to eat the Christmas cake I made?

Do you want to eat the Christmas cake Haruko made?

Can Haruko cook? It won't be the same as her tea-making skills, right?

Carl: Dark cuisine?

Haruko: I learn very quickly.

No denying.

Carl narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated the time. There was still some time before Christmas. If Haruko started practicing from now on, it was expected that as long as Chiyo was tortured a little every day, he would be able to get a good cake by Christmas.

Carl: I want to eat.

Haruko: Okay, then, we will spend Christmas together.

I think I said I want to eat, didn’t you send me a cake, do I still want to eat?

Carl thought about the dinner that Mrs. Wells would definitely host on Christmas, and was very hesitant.

Carl always respected Mrs. Wells who treated them like her own children, and to tell her that he would not come to Christmas dinner...::

It felt like a child telling his parents that he would not come home for the New Year dinner, he couldn’t say it.

Carl hesitated for a moment and sent a message.

Carl: Haruko, then, will you come to the Wild Wolf Bar to spend Christmas together?