"good to eat!"

"tasty!"

　　 When Hanyu's fried rice was made, it was given to a few girls to taste it. Chuchun Shili and Zuo Tian Leizi were directly conquered on the spot to express their love for fried rice. Then I continued to eat with the other two girls.

After 　　 Misaka Mikoto finished her fried rice, she put down the rice spoon in her hand and wiped her mouth gracefully with a paper towel. Then he coughed and spoke.

　　 "Very delicious. I really feel the hospitality of Hanyu-san. Kuroko, don't take my spoon, use your own spoon."

　　 Seeing that Shirai Kuroko stole the spoon she had just used without paying attention, and wanted to kiss herself indirectly, Misaka Mikoto was a little annoyed to stop Shirai Kuroko.

　　 "Really, my sister. We are such a close relationship, what does it matter to use your spoon?" He laughed idiotically, and stretched out his tongue to lick the spoon.

　　 "I said, give me enough!" Misaka Mikoto grabbed the sides of Shirai Kuroko's cheek with both hands, and then pulled it out.

　　 Hanyu saw that Shirai Kuroko's original beautiful melon seed face turned into a cute round face. It is conceivable how much strength Misaka Mikoto exerted.

　　 "Sorry, I was wrong. My sister." Shirai Kuroko began to beg for mercy.

　　 After a lot of tossing, under everyone's dumbfounding onlookers, Baijing Kuroko finally regained his freedom.

　　 After cleaning up his appearance, Shirai Kuroko started to comment on his fried rice to Hanyu.

"Well, well. How do you say? Fried rice dishes are still okay. I think it's not bad, the main thing is that my sister likes it. So I decided, if you can make dishes for me and my sister every day, I can consider you I was promoted from the great ape to Hanyu-classmate. I also reluctantly allow you to call me Shirai-classmate."

　　 Speaking, Shirai Kuroko brushed her hair, showing the image of a lady with many demeanors. But the next words will destroy the image that was just presented.

　　 "However, don't think that you can cook a few good dishes, you can get close to your sister, and get the heart of your sister. The virginity of your sister is guarded by me."

　　 "Heiko!" Misaka Mikoto shouted through gritted teeth.

　　 "My sister will not like your little white face. Remember, you are not allowed to shoot my sister! Otherwise you will die."

　　 "Enough of you, Kuroko." To Kuroko talking nonsense in her own name, Misaka Mikoto directly directed Shirai Kuroko's cheek muscle relaxation exercise again.

　　 "I'm sorry, my elder sister." Although the big round face version of Shirai Kuroko felt that she was right, Shirai Kuroko felt that it would be better to acknowledge her sister and apologize to the current situation.

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　　 "Arnold, can you give me the fried rice just now?"

　　 When several people from Zhengdang Cooking Club were playing around, a voice from the side intervened.

　　 It turned out that when Hanyu made fried rice just now, after the aroma diffused in the cooking club's activity room, the gluttons of those customers were also aroused.

　　 And when I saw a few girls eating fried rice, they showed an expression of enjoyment. There is a brave man who wants to be the first person to eat crabs, come and taste it.

　　 "Okay, okay." Hanyu thought for a while, but didn't refuse. At this moment, the president Tomoe Takasago intervened.

　　 "Thanks for your patronage, fried rice is 800 yen." Tomoe Takasago quoted a price for students who wanted to eat fried rice.

　　 "Eh! So expensive." 800 yen converted to RMB is about 40-50 yuan, for a student party. A fried rice at this price can be said to be quite expensive. Even Hanyu was shocked by Takasago's pricing.

"That is, according to my evaluation level, Hanyu-san’s fried rice will be eaten if it is sold for 2,000 yen outside. It’s just that because of the limited ability of everyone in the school, I have deliberately lowered the price. "

　　 Hearing the 800 yen price, the student flinched. As a result, another student came over for him.

　　 "800 yen is 800 yen, but I hope this fried rice is worth the money. Otherwise, I will tell the teacher that you are fraudulent in my report."

　　 "Hey, then don't deliberately say that it is delicious as unpalatable!" Yuihama Yui is afraid that he will mess up, so he needs to call out a vaccination first.

　　 "Hmph, I won't talk nonsense with my eyes open, everyone who knows me knows. My reports are fairly fair."

　　 Takasago Tomoe looked at the person who was speaking, and after a while, she recognized him, only to remember that this person was Kazuki Natsume, who was considered a small celebrity in school. He is a rich second-generation, and he likes photography. So I made a blog on the Internet. It contains some interesting anecdotes about the campus, such as the list of beautiful campuses. And the narratives are fairly fair.

　　 Therefore, everyone who wants to know what happened in school will go to his blog to read it. If he were asked to write a random message about the cooking company in his blog, it would have a very bad influence on the cooking company.

　　 Thinking of this, Takasago Tomoe was a little worried, and at the same time he regretted whether the price was too high. Although his decision was worth it, others might not think so.

　　 But then Hanyu stood up, since Takasago Chie called out a high price to affirm himself. Then I should use performance to be worthy of her affirmation.

　　 "It's okay, since this classmate is looking forward to my fried rice so much, I will definitely try my best to make you feel worth the money."

　　 After speaking, he returned to the operating table, took out the kitchen utensils and started making it.

　　Because I have done a lot of fried rice, the same set of movements is very fast because I forgive me more skillfully. To outsiders, the process of making fried rice by Hanyu is quite pleasing to the eye.

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　　 "Please use." Hanyu put the cooked fried rice in front of Natsume Kazuki.

　　 Natsume Kazuki picked up the plate and observed the fried rice. At least in terms of appearance, Natsume Kazuki felt very satisfied.

　　 Then he hung a spoonful of fried rice with a spoon and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a while, Natsume Kazuki's closed eyes stared open, and then he kept moving his hands to deliver the fried rice to his mouth one by one.

　　 "Huh~" After eating, Natsuki Kazuki exhaled and burped full. "good to eat!"

　　 When I heard "It's delicious!" The girls from the cooking club hugged and cheered, UU reading www.uukanshu. Although com and Hanyu just met, but Kazuki Natsume's behavior just now made everyone of the same camp, and now everyone is happy with Hanyu's success.

　　 "Very good fried rice, I will report the truth in my blog, if you don't mind, I will recommend it to everyone."

　　 "Thank you so much." Hanyu also thanked him when the other party was willing to recommend him.

　　 Then, after Natsume Kazuki's evaluation of the value for money, other onlookers also came to try the fried rice.

　　 "The money is here, I also want to eat fried rice."

"Me too."

　　 "I want two copies."

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　　 After finally there were no guests, Hanyu sat in a chair and wanted to relax.

　　 "Hanyu-san, you have a good rest. Let us clean and leave it to us." Saten Tearko asked Hanyu to stay where he was and take a good rest.

　　 "How can it be. I am a boy resting here, and you girls are busy there." Hanyu quickly stood up.

　　 "It's okay, Hanyu-san, everyone was ordering fried rice just now, but you were all cooking there alone. We want to do something too." Chuchun little angel stopped Hanyu and let him sit back.

　　 Seeing that everyone agrees, Hanyu is not too hypocritical. Indeed, I was a little tired after frying so many fried rice.

　　 "Now, Hanyu-kun, open your hands." Yuihama Yui jumped up in front of Hanyu, letting Hanyu stretch out his hands and open them.

　　 "Huh?" There were some doubts, but he reached out his hand very cooperatively.

　　 "Here you are." Yuihama Yui stuffed a few banknotes into Hanyu's hands. "This is the maintenance that Zhihuijiang asked me to give you."

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