I'm Not a Detective

Qing Jian Liuli drank a bowl of clear porridge at noon. A sixteen-year-old girl really couldn't accept that she had a small belly. She was ready to risk her life to lose the extra four and a half pounds, otherwise she wouldn't look good in beautiful clothes. .

After lunch, Qingmi Xiangzi went out. She was the president of the Mothers Association and wanted to continue preparing for the "Hanamihi Festival", while Qingmi Ruri took her schoolbag and went to the Nanabahara Wu family for tutoring.

Takeshi Nanahara is not at home, nor is his trolley. It seems that he went out to set up a stall after lunch. During this period, he has been operating intermittently. When he has free time, he will set up for an hour or two. If he doesn't have time, forget it. Can you meet him? It all depends on fate when it comes to Fat Sheep, and it is still in the stage of building a good reputation.

Qing Jian Liuli didn't care. She opened the door and went in. After finishing the housework, she took out her textbooks in the living room and started studying by herself. She was on probation and would go to jail next time she failed the exam. This time she was very motivated, even if Even if my scalp feels numb, I have to grit my teeth and watch it, and I will risk my life to get sixth from the bottom.

She didn't know how long later, she suddenly heard a knock on the door, and her heart was agitated. She quickly straightened her waist and sat up straight. She wiped her mouth casually to make sure there was no drool. Then she looked over and found that Takeshi Nanabahara had returned from the stall and was humming. Ge took off his shoes at the door carrying a large thermostatic preservation box.

Takeshi Nanabahara entered the living room and saw her "working hard" on her studies. He smiled and nodded and said "very good" twice, quite like a gold medal tutor. Then he ignored her and went directly into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and started tossing around. .

Hey, what is this guy doing again?

Out of curiosity, Qingmi Ruri took her textbook to the kitchen door and found that Takeshi Nanabahara was restocking the refrigerator. He didn't know where he got a lot of pork of different fat and thin sizes, as well as some white pig's trotters and strange-shaped pig livers. , pig intestines, pig lungs, etc. are being packed into categories and put in the refrigerator.

She was shocked when she saw it: "Why did you buy these things?"

In her long life of sixteen years, besides normal pork, this was the first time she saw someone bringing terrible things like pig trotters and pig offal into the house, and she couldn't understand it for a moment.

Takeshi Nanahara didn't care. Japanese people basically don't eat pig's trotters and rarely eat pig's offal. Only on the side of Kyushu Island near China, there is large intestine hot pot. A few curious people can barely eat a little bit, and here is Taira in Hokkaido. Ye, the east and west are too far apart. Qingjian Liuli has never seen or eaten them. It is normal.

Of course, this is still the cause of Japan's "meat ban". Japan has even raised pigs to extinction several times. It is unrealistic to expect them to develop ways of eating pig trotters and pig offal. So for pig trotters, the Japanese I can’t cook it at all, let alone eat it.

In addition, the same goes for pig heads, sheep heads, sheep hooves, chicken feet, and duck necks. These ingredients were super cheap in Japan in the 1990s, and it was like picking up for free. When Takeshi Nanahara was setting up a stall, he met an old man who ran a butchering business, and the two met. The conversation was very pleasant, and the old man introduced this big liar as his first confidant in life, so he ordered a batch of goods from the old man.

And the old man was also sincere. He chose one from a hundred pigs and gave them all high-quality goods. He also asked the employees to help him with the pre-processing, even if he was dissatisfied.

When Qing Jian Liuli asked, Qing Jian Wu held up a white and tender pig's front hooves and said affectionately: "Of course it is for eating. This is the most delicious thing in the world."

"Is this the most delicious thing in the world?" Qingjian Liuli felt terrible when she saw the ferocious appearance of the pig's trotters. She couldn't believe that this thing could be associated with delicious food.

"To me, it's the most delicious thing in the world." Takeshi Nanabahara picked out a few pig's trotters and put them aside, and said happily, "I'll just eat pig's trotters tonight. You've been studying all afternoon. Are you feeling down?" It’s just a good time to combine work and rest, so come and help me.”

Qingjian Liuli fell asleep... Well, after studying all afternoon, she was actually very energetic and could continue to study. However, the boss asked her to do some work, and she was too embarrassed to say no. She could only be assigned by Takeshi Nanabahara to further deal with the pig's trotters. It only took more than forty minutes to learn how to cut flowers, and a pot of high-pressure simmered pig's trotters was placed on the small square table.

This is not a fancy dish. Takeshi Nanahara didn't use chopsticks, he just started, picked up a crispy, wine-red, soft and boneless pig's trotters, and took a bite. His expression was afterthought, and he sighed: "It still tastes the same as before."

Qingjian Liuli was losing weight, and there was only a bowl of white rice with a little soy sauce in front of her. She was secretly glad that Takeshi Nanahara didn't cook anything delicious today, so she didn't have to suffer. But after hearing his words, she asked a little strangely: "You used to often Do you eat these... pig's feet?"

"I didn't eat it often. I wouldn't have had the conditions we have now." Takeshi Qiyuan took another mouthful of pig's trotters and said with enjoyment, "It would have been nice to be full in those days. Every day it was either emerald white jade soup or emerald black jade soup. Occasionally If you can find a piece of fatty meat, you will be happy all day long. If you want to eat pig's trotters, you must have a big event during the holidays. It is a real hard dish, so this dish is called braised pig's trotters."

The name comes from the fact that the circus has pig trotters to chew on today, and everyone will inevitably rush to tell each other, "Today there are hard dishes, braise the pig trotters, and keep the belly." Later, it was simplified as they talked, and it became an elated "Today" "Braised pig's trotters", hence the name, which is really a childhood memory of Takeshi Nanabahara.

And because everyone in the circus is afraid of eating less, they are determined not to chop the pig's trotters into large pieces, so the pig's trotters are only cut on the surface, making it easier to crisp up. Very hard.

Qingmi Ruri didn't quite understand the name of the dish. However, she didn't like the dish and didn't care much about it. Then she curiously asked: "What are the emerald white jade soup and the emerald black jade soup?"

These two dishes sound very cute and maybe delicious. Maybe I can try them after I finish losing weight.

Takeshi Nanahara smiled with memories: "It was cabbage stewed with tofu and cabbage stewed with kelp. They were tasteless and terribly unpalatable. At that time, the cook was often kicked secretly when he went to the toilet in the middle of the night because he cooked these two dishes too often. many."

Seeing Liuli, Qing Qing's interest suddenly disappeared. It turned out that these two dishes had nice names, but in fact they were not delicious at all. She lowered her head and continued to eat her own soy sauce rice.

Takeshi Nanahara looked at her strangely, picked up a rotten pig's trotter with chopsticks, put it on a small plate and pushed it in front of her, and said with a smile: "Why don't you eat it? Are you afraid? This is essentially pork, it's nothing. Scary, have the courage to try new things.”

The oily burgundy pig's trotters are mixed with rock sugar, and are paired with stir-fried star anise, cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns and a small amount of bright red dried chili. The soup is thick and fragrant, and it is very overbearing. The aroma reaches Qing Jian's nose. She couldn't help but salivate rapidly when it was drilled inside.

She smelled very good when it came out of the pot before, so she was no longer afraid. Instead, she was curious about how it tasted, but...

She swallowed secretly, lowered her head and said calmly: "Thank you, no need, I don't want to eat, and I also advise you to eat less. You overeat all day long, and you have to eat large pieces of meat. I'm afraid you will get sick in the future." High blood lipids lead to early death.”

Taking a look at the expression on her face, Takeshi Nanahara suddenly realized. He stopped trying to persuade him and shook his head with a smile: "You are such an unlucky guy. These are all carefully selected. How could I have gotten such a pot before?" , Zaole is crazy."

Tsk, do you think I’m your kind of worthless guy?

Overeating will not end well, it is safer to eat plain rice, at least it will not gain weight.

Qingjian Liuli was unmoved, eating the rice in small bites with chopsticks, extremely elegant, while Takeshi Qingyuan was gnawing on the pig's trotters opposite her, sucking his fingers without any courtesy, and ate the whole thing in three or five mouthfuls. His expression was very satisfying, and then the oven timer rang, and he happily went to the oven to get something.

Qingjian Liuli quickly looked at the pig's trotters and took two bites of the rice. The smell became even more fragrant. She glanced at the kitchen and saw that Takeshi Nanahara didn't come out for a while. He hesitated and said: "If you just taste it... doesn't it count as a lack of self-control? No, you have to persevere in whatever you do and don’t indulge yourself too much..."

As she spoke, her hands had their own ideas. She picked up the spoon and scraped a little of the soup from the plate to her mouth. My mouth suddenly had its own thoughts. I didn't want to listen to my brain at all. I stuck out my tongue and tasted it. I felt that the aroma of the oil was so strong and overbearing. For a moment, my stomach also had its own thoughts. It started to growl and protest loudly. I felt hungry. Even more powerful.

She quickly took two more mouthfuls of rice, tilted her head and glanced at the kitchen, listened attentively, and found that Takeshi Nanabahara was still humming and taking things out of the oven. She took another look at the wine-red and crispy plump pig's trotters, and started to waver again. , hesitating in a low voice: "That guy likes to eat so much, maybe it's really delicious. Hmm... I'm a little curious. Wouldn't it affect my figure if I taste it? I'm just a little curious. Anyway, I tasted the soup before eating it. If you have a small bite of meat..."

Well, yes, I only had a bowl of porridge at noon, and now I have a bite of meat just for nutritional balance, so I should be fine.

She carefully stretched out her chopsticks, keeping them close to the edge so as not to touch other places. She wanted to tear off a small piece of meat just to taste the taste, but the pig's trotters had been braised to the bone for a long time, and her hands didn't want to listen to the central command today. Tear off the pig's trotters, even the skin and meat, and tear off a big piece.

She was startled, but she didn't dare to put it back because it would be too rude. She was also worried that Takeshi Nanahara would happen to come out and see her and laugh at her, so she quickly stuffed it into her mouth, and then almost shed tears.

The pork trotters tendons are crispy and sticky, slightly sweet and spicy, which arouses appetite. It makes people want to pick it up and chew it, but it melts in your mouth. You can't help but swallow it after a slight sip, leaving only a lingering fragrance in your mouth. You can't even taste it properly.

Bastard, that kid is really not a human being, everything he does tastes delicious.

Life is too difficult, I have to lose weight, and he cooks such delicious food, what should I do?

It was such a pity that I ate it without dipping it in the soup. Maybe it would taste better with the soup...

She tried her best to suppress the rebellion of her little hands and control them from picking up the second chopstick. At this moment, Takeshi Nanahara came out, carrying a plate full of browned plain sesame pancakes, sat down and spread them out in front of her. On one side, the pork trotters, which are rotten but not scattered and have a strong aroma, are placed on top.

Qingjian Liuli couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and asked depressedly: "What are you doing?"

This guy also needs to take apart the pig's trotters. Once they are taken apart, the heat will come out and they will become more fragrant. The meat still looks so tender. It looks so ugly but looks delicious...

Why are you taking it apart? Why don't you stay away from me and stuff it into your mouth?

"This is how you eat hard-roasted pig's trotters." Takeshi Nanahara concentrated on arranging the meat, stuffed the plain sesame seed cake into his mouth as soon as he rolled it, took a big bite, and sighed, "I rolled the pancake like this back then, and I couldn't get enough of it no matter how much I ate. It’s so fragrant.”

Qingmi Ruri looked at the plain sesame pancake that was as big as her little face with a little sesame, and then at the slightly transparent soup on the Takeshi Nanahara roll, then looked down at her soy sauce rice, and could only swallow it secretly again. Drooling, I continued to pick at the rice grains to eat - rice is also delicious, but... it must be better if it is poured with soup, right?

Damn it, I shouldn't have had dinner here, but when I go home and eat my mother's cooking... I have to lose weight, and I have to eat some good rice. I can't eat without being full, right?

She picked a few grains of rice dejectedly, and when she looked up, she felt even more uncomfortable. Takeshi Nanahara dared to wrap it in sesame seed cakes and dip it in the soup. It was so oily and fragrant.

She quickly lowered her head and took a big mouthful of rice, then looked up at Takeshi Nanabaru, and then lowered her head to take a mouthful of rice. At first glance, she thought that Takeshi Nanabahara was some kind of dragon liver, phoenix marrow, bear paw and monkey brain. She was eating rice with Takeshi Nanabahara, the peerless immortal gizzard. .

But when she looked up again, she found that Takeshi Nanabahara was reaching out to drag away the pig's trotters plate in front of her. She subconsciously grabbed it and said anxiously: "What are you doing? Don't you have a lot more?"

Takeshi Nanahara said strangely: "You don't want to eat, of course I want to eat!"

There's nothing wrong with this, but Qing Jian Liuli still couldn't bear to part with it. She grabbed the plate and didn't want to let go. She couldn't eat it and just put it in front of her to smell it.

"Give it to me, what are you doing? If you don't eat it yourself, why don't you allow others to eat it?" Takeshi Nanahara held the rolled sesame seed cake in his left hand and pulled the plate hard with his right hand.

Qingjian Liuli let go of her hand in frustration, while Nanahara Takera didn't rush to eat, so he put it in front of her to prepare, and continued to eat her plump pig's trotters rolled plain noodles, praising her repeatedly: "It's fragrant, it's really delicious. It’s fragrant, fat but not greasy, so it belongs to pig’s trotters, and it’s the super front trotters that are selected from thousands of people. It has many muscles and meat, plus ten points, it’s really fragrant and wonderful, the best in the world!”

After saying that, he spread out another sesame cake and prepared to roll Qingjian Liuli's one as well, and said with a smile, "Eat another one, the more you eat, the more delicious it will be."

Qingjian Liuli had been staring blankly at the pig's trotters. She was about to die at the hands of Takeshi Nanahara. Her saliva was secreted wildly, and her little heart tightened into a ball. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore. Not only her hands, mouth, and stomach wanted to revolt. , Brain was the first to take the lead in the rebellion, grabbed the plate, picked up the pig's trotters angrily and bit it down hard, tears bursting out of his eyes in an instant.

You bastard, you are so greedy when you want to lose weight!

No matter, forget about being fat!