After taking a shower, he was relaxed and walked to the sensing door briskly. Through the glass door that was suddenly opened, Ron looked up and saw Robert wearing a white chef's uniform wiping the dining table of the police restaurant with a rag.

"Hey, Orange, you can come late today."

The job fair for the mouse catcher was held yesterday afternoon. At noon, Ron also had lunch at the police restaurant. It can be said that except for a little late tonight, Ron did not miss a single meal.

“…”

Are you late?

Have no food?

Hearing Robert's words, looking at the smile on his face, Ron's ears and corners of his eyes drooped, the cat's face was filled with sadness, and then a sound of gastrointestinal motility sounded from Ron's drooping belly.

"Gulululu~"

"Hahahaha, I'm kidding with you."

"I'll leave you one."

Hearing Ron's stomach protest, Robert's smile immediately turned into a big laugh. He dropped the rag in his palm and walked into the kitchen.

Soon, a special small meal plate with orange labels was placed in front of Ron, and there were small rice balls wrapped in seaweed and brightly colored.

"Here, today is tuna sushi with miso soup. Of course, if you don't like it, you can also change it to hot matcha."

As the chef of the police restaurant, Robert is actually quite willful. Every morning he will decide the lunch dishes based on his mood when he wakes up, and then write them on the whiteboard outside the police restaurant door.

This has led to the first thing many police officers do after clocking in and going to work is not to go into the office to pour a cup of coffee, but to sneak to the door of the police restaurant to look at the menu.

Of course, with the popularity of smartphones, Robert also asked the front desk of the police station for a contact information. Every morning, after writing the whiteboard, he would post it in groups.

The young police officers in the police station like Robert's method very much. After all, in addition to boring work, it is also a pleasure to look forward to different delicacies every day.

Obviously Robert is in a good mood to wake up today, and Robert, who is in a good mood, often challenges new varieties of food.

"Eat quickly, give me a review after eating."

Looking at Ron expectantly, Robert, who was squatting in front of Ron, was excited like a child. He even took out a piece of cardboard from behind and placed it next to the dining plate. On the cardboard, he drew three circles of different colors of red, yellow and black with water strokes. Under the circles, he wrote GOOD (delicious), General (general), and Need to improve (need to improve).

“…”

Brother, are you serious?

After glanced at the cardboard speechlessly, Ron shook his head, letting his ears, which had been depressed because there was no food, stand up again, and then pick up a piece of sushi and chew it.

Yes ~

Inside are carrots, asparagus, eggs and delicious tuna.

Tuna, also known as tuna, is known as tuna in Japan. It belongs to the Makosaceae family, which lives in the middle and upper waters of the ocean. It is a migratory fish widely distributed in the Pacific, Indian Ocean and Atlantic Ocean.

Because of the long-term high-intensity swimming in the sea, the muscles of tuna contain a lot of myoglobin, so they appear red.

There are several varieties of tuna, and the largest and rarest one is naturally bluefin tuna, also known as black tuna. The largest bluefin tuna caught today is 4.3 meters long and weighs more than 1,700 pounds, or nearly 800 kilograms.

A large fishing boat went out to sea and caught a bluefin tuna, which would be a great harvest. Once a 593-pound blue flag tuna was auctioned for 56.49 million yen at the first auction of the Japanese fish market at the beginning of the year, which was about 736,000 US dollars. It would cost 1,900 US dollars per kilogram of fish.

The tuna sushi in the police restaurant is of course not bluefin tuna, it may be albacore or yellowfin tuna, but it is also delicious.

The smooth tuna meat slid through the throat, accompanied by the fragrance of asparagus, the crispness of carrots, the chewyness of egg strips, and the rice mixed with vinegar made Ron's appetite wide. Tahehe swept away the tuna sushi on the plate, and then satisfactorily took a few sips of the cooled miso soup.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Seeing Ron finish his big chew, Robert's eyes almost laughed. He brought the plate to the dining table and then placed the cardboard in front of Ron.

"Quick, give a review!"

Americans are generally very enthusiastic, and Robert has obviously regarded Ron as an object of communication.

“…”

What's in a hurry?

What are the criteria for judging sushi?

After a speechless look at Robert, Ron stretched out his hair claws and shaking in front of him - he searched for memories, and then the process of making tuna sushi slowly flowed out.

Add sushi vinegar to the steamed rice and stir in one direction until well mixed; beat the eggs evenly, add salt to season them, spread them into egg skin and cut them into shreds; cook carrots and asparagus and set aside; cut the tuna meat into strips along the texture and set aside.

Spread seaweed on the sushi curtain and spread a layer of mixed rice. The rice should not be too thick. It is best to place cooked carrots, asparagus, egg strips and tuna. Roll it tightly with a little force.

Let the sushi stay for a while, cut into evenly sized pieces with a sushi knife, and then scatter.

Comparing the sushi production process and key points in my mind, Ron really found two places that needed improvement - he hadn't eaten tuna sushi several times, and Ron found all the problems with rice and seasonings.

Perhaps Americans don’t eat rice often, and the rice cooked by Robert is too soft - the rice used to make sushi cannot be cooked, it must be steamed, it cannot be steamed too soft, it must be slightly harder.

Moreover, Robert's rolls were not tight enough, which immediately loosened the sushi.

There is also the sushi vinegar that blends rice, which is obviously made by Robert. It has been adjusted according to the taste of Americans. The sugar is added to the sweetness, which is too sweet and has not been cooked.

Generally, according to the Japanese sushi standard, the ratio of 5:2:1 to 5:1, the mixture should be mixed well and heated and melted, and it should not be boiled.

“Meow~”

That's it!

The hair claws swinging in front of him attacked like lightning, pressed on the last circle, and then pressed on the other two circles. Ron shook his tail and walked out the door happily, leaving Robert behind him with a confused look on his face.

"Ah~, ah~, orange."

"What's your comment?"

Although Ron's movements were fast, he could still see clearly - Robert watched Ron pressing in the black circle, and naturally thought Ron felt that his sushi needed to be improved, but Ron's next two strokes made him confused again.

He chased Ron with cardboard, trying to understand.
Chapter completed!