This time Saiba Chaoyang completely understood what Nakiri Erina meant, and even... seemed to think it made sense.
So what he misunderstood at first was that this group of people was here to save Osaka City and stop Tamuramaro Sakaue's conspiracy. But he didn't expect that the other party was going to destroy the entire city from the beginning, right?
"Don't look at me like that. Of course I don't want the entire city of Osaka to be destroyed if possible, but look at the guy next to me, can I stop him?" Nakiri Erina pointed at Linton next to her.
, "So when I first heard that this guy was determined to come, I prepared for the worst first. With this as the premise, everything else would not be a big deal."
"Is this... okay?" Zaiha Chaoyang obviously hasn't had the same level of consciousness as Erina Nakiri. It can only be said that it's a bit of a shock to the world's outlook. "It's not that this is too extreme for you. If it doesn't work, just wash the floor."
"What's the use of telling me? If you can stop me, why don't you stop me." Nakiri Erina said and made a "please" gesture in the direction of Linton next to her, which probably meant that you can do it and you can try it.
try.
Obviously, this matter was discussed to death, and Zaiba Zhaoyang obviously didn't know how to continue talking. But he turned around and thought, anyway, he is not a messenger of justice, and he doesn't care whether Osaka Castle will be
destroy.
If Linton really blows up the entire Osaka, then the people in the organization probably won't be able to survive. In that case, it seems that his goal has not been achieved.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that... this is really a good way to solve the problem. It is indeed like what Nakiri Erina said, no matter what the problem is, it seems to be solved after one blast.
Suddenly I felt like my thoughts had been assimilated. It seemed that my logic had been forcibly reversed by Linton.
"Do you understand?" Looking at Saiba Chaoyang's expression, Nakiri Erina asked.
"Uh...probably." Caibo nodded to Yang.
"Okay, you can continue cooking." Nakiri Erina said.
"Why do you always feel like you are preaching?" Linton next to him couldn't help but said.
"How about you promise not to blow up Osaka first? Then I'll discuss it based on this premise." Nakiri Erina said.
"I refuse!" Linton said directly.
"So why do you say it so simply? That's what you thought when you first came here, right?" Nakiri Erina said.
"That's right." Linton raised his head and said.
"So what I said is absolutely correct. Why are you still picking on you?" Nakiri Erina said angrily.
"No, what I mean is, when did you become so good at it?"
"Why do you think I'm doing this?" Nakiri Erina yelled.
"Well... Anyway, let's try it first." Linton made a forced transition.
Although she understood that Linton was forcibly changing the subject, Erina Nakiri didn't say much and directly handed over her food: "So it's really just right to eat it at this time, because what I prepared here is...
"
As she spoke, a plate of fried golden meatloaf-like food was brought to Linton. Obviously, what Nakiri Erina meant was very simple. Everyone knows that freshly fried things need to rest for a while before the skin can be cooked.
It's completely crispy, so it's just right to eat it now. "This is my dish, fried dragon patties." Nakiri Erina said.
"Croquettes?" Linton nodded. This was not a difficult dish to understand. No wonder Nakiri Erina had just urged him to try her dish first. If this thing is overdone, the skin will naturally not be so crispy. No wonder.
Not to mention cooking, Nakiri Erina seems to be quite serious and thinks about perfection in every aspect of her cooking. After all, she is a chef.
I looked at the fried meatloaf. The golden piece looked very well fried. Next to it was a cup of prepared sauce. It was brown. Linton could ask about the taste of some black pepper. It should be black pepper.
Sauce it.
"But it still doesn't light up." Linton muttered as he watched.
"It's not normal to glow, isn't it? Speaking of which, what kind of magic is it? Why is magic used in cooking?" Nakiri Erina couldn't help but said.
"I have said that it is not a magic. When the food is delicious to a certain extent, it will naturally emit brilliant light." Linton said seriously.
However, Erina Nakiri here has an expression of "Do you think I will believe you?" But this time what Linton said is indeed true. After all, the glow does not have any magic added, it is real.
It only glows passively.
It is estimated that Nakiri Erina has never been to the world of the young master, otherwise she would probably shine with a little training.
Picking up the fried meatloaf, Linton took a bite and sure enough, the next moment, the deliciousness seemed to overflow. Linton was stunned for a moment, as if there was nothing wrong with this description, because it did overflow. To be precise, this
The thing actually has fillings.
At first, I thought it was a pure meat pie, but I didn’t expect it to have fillings. Linton tasted it and found that the fillings had a milky flavor.
"It's yogurt." Nakiri Erina next to her explained, "Adding yogurt can not only remove the smell of meat, but also enhance the flavor. At the same time, I also added Schisandra chinensis, a traditional Chinese medicine, to the meat patties, which also has the effect of
It has the effect of removing fishy smell.”
"No, is this meat so fishy in the first place?" Linton asked. He didn't taste any fishy smell at this time, but after listening to Nakiri Erina talking about so many ways to remove the fishy smell, he asked directly.
"That's not true. It was beyond my expectation that the meat didn't have much fishy smell. I originally treated it as the meat of wild animals. I thought it would have a strong fishy smell, but I didn't expect that it didn't have much fishy smell.
Smell. After all, this is the first time to use such ingredients, so I will probably know the amount in the future." Nakiri Erina said.
"Oh, that's it." Linton nodded, then looked at the kid next to him who also took a bite and was lost in thought.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Linton asked.
"It's delicious!" Glass came to her senses after being yelled by Linton, and then nodded vigorously. Obviously she had never eaten anything so delicious. She probably only knew what cooking was for the first time at a young age.
Because what she usually eats at home can really only be called pig food.
No kidding, what Nizi often eats is her mother's leftovers, and what she empties into the trash can is swill. And it's good to have food, but as long as her mother doesn't come home for something, she has to starve.
This meal made the little kid cry from eating it.
"Very good." Linton said and pointed at Long lying next to him, "You are qualified."