The steaming curry rice exudes an attractive fragrance, stimulating people's taste buds.

The metal spoon came into contact with the plate and made a crisp sound. Uncle Maori spooned a spoonful of curry rice, blew it cooled and sent it to his mouth.

"This curry tastes really good!" Uncle Maori praised the curry, "It's just like it is in a high-end restaurant!"

"It tastes really good." Kwangyou nodded in agreement after taking a bite, adding, "The spicyity of the curry is just right."

"Yes." Uncle Maori took another bite and swallowed it. "This taste of curry is exactly my favorite."

"But since it's spicy, you can't eat Conan." Guangyu glanced at Conan who was watching them eat, and said.

"Or your throat will hurt even more."

"..." Conan glanced at Yuu and wanted to say "I know, thank you for the reminder", but due to his throat, he did not speak.

"I'll go and make a bowl of egg rice for you later." Guangyou didn't notice the expression on Conan's face, and said while eating curry rice.

"Yeah." Conan's expression became a little embarrassed after hearing this, but he still didn't say anything because of his throat, but just responded.

"Mr. Akashi, your wife's cooking skills are really good." Xiaolan did not notice the details of the previous conversation, and she didn't think too much, so she praised her.

"Actually..." Akashi Hiroto stopped the action and explained, "I am the one who cooks this pot of curry. My wife died of illness three years ago today."

He said it was relaxed, but when everyone heard it, the atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.

"Sorry." Xiaolan apologized for her inadvertently provoking this sad thing.

"It's okay." Akishi Kuanren smiled at Xiaolan, signaling her not to care, and said, "It's been three years since I've let it go."

"So Mr. Akishi, you came to the tennis court in your memory because of this..." Yuanzi said halfway, and didn't continue.

It's really romantic to find the memories that you share with your lover.

"However, during my time as a tennis coach, I also had experience making cooking based on the players' physical condition."

Obviously he didn't want to continue on this topic, Akashi Kuanto picked up the plate of curry rice and said to the few.

"So my cooking skills may be a little better than my wife."

"So that's how it is." Xiaolan and Yuanzi also understood this, so they did not continue to ask, but responded accordingly.

"I said I had already put it down, but in fact..." Guangyou lowered his head and ate the curry rice on the plate, shook his head gently.

"I'm going to give my father a curry rice now. If I don't eat enough and want to add another bowl, I'll do it myself." Akishi Kuanren smiled at the few people and said.

"Please be kind to you, please don't be polite. There is still a lot left in the pot and I can't finish it myself."

"Okay." Uncle Maori responded.

After saying that, Akashi Kuanren walked to the second floor with a dining plate.

After Akishi Kuanren left, Yuanzi sighed: "Mr. Akishi is really infatuated. He hasn't forgotten his wife for three years."

"It's a pity." Xiaolan's attention was completely different from that of Yuanko. She sighed, "Mr. Akashi's wife was so young and had a terminal illness."

"That's right." Yuanzi sighed.

"Okay, you two are focused on your meal." Uncle Maori waved his hands holding chopsticks when he saw the two of them.

"Stop commenting on other people's families, after all, we don't have the ability to change."

"Of course, if you can resurrect Mr. Akashi's wife, then just pretend that I have never said this."

"Oh." Xiaolan and Yuanzi calmed down and lowered their heads to have a meal.

"Can the dead resurrect the dead..." Guangyou brought the last bite of curry rice into his mouth, frowned and thought about something.

In Ichikura Zhuo's diary, he mentioned the classic line of Sister Bei:

“We are both God and the devil, and we want to reverse the torrent of time and bring the dead back to life.”

Why did Sister Bei go to find Bancang Zhuo?

How to reverse the torrent of time?

How to revive the dead?

If the dead can really be resurrected, can he resurrect Xiao Ai’s parents, Akiji Miyano and Elena Miyano?

This is what Guangyou was thinking about at this moment.

There were several moments, Guangyou really wanted to see Sister Bei and the others successfully "reversed the torrent of time and resurrect the dead."

Although Guangyou doesn't understand these things, he can also guess how difficult it is to do such things.

Let’s not talk about whether the deceased can be resurrected. Even if it can, the Miyano couple has been dead for so many years, and hopes are probably very slim.

Maybe he thought too much.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Ai noticed Guangyou's strangeness and asked softly.

"Nothing." Guangyou came back to his senses and shook his head, and said with a smile, "It's just that I remembered the dream I had done two days ago."

I won't tell this girl about this.

If one day he can really resurrect the Miyano couple, let me talk about it then, just give this girl a surprise.

"Oh." Xiao Ai didn't ask much.

"By the way, Xiao Ai, are you full?" Guangyou glanced at the empty plate in front of Xiao Ai and asked, "Do you want to eat another small bowl of egg bread rice?"

"I'm already full." Xiao Ai shook his head and said no.

"Then you can help me later." After Guangyou said that, he stood up from the ground with his empty plates of Xiao Ai.

After getting up, Mitsuyu looked at Conan and said, "Conan, wait a little longer, I'll prepare your egg bread rice now."

Conan, whose throat was red and swollen, could only respond with a nasal sound "Hmm".

"That's right." Uncle Maori settled the remaining curry rice in a few bites, handed the empty plate to Kwangyou, and said, "Kwangyou, please add a plate of curry rice for me."

"Dad, you're too lazy to walk just a few steps?" Xiaolan looked at Uncle Maori and shook her head helplessly.

"Sister Xiaolan, it's okay. I'm going to go to the kitchen, it's just a matter of convenience." Guangyou took the plate and walked into the kitchen with Xiao Ai.

When he walked into the kitchen, Mitsuyu first helped Uncle Maori add a plate of curry rice and delivered it. Then he returned to the kitchen and started to make Conan's supper.

Just now, Xiao Ai had already prepared the preparations before the cooking. As soon as Guangyou returned to the kitchen, he could make it directly.

The method of making egg bread rice is very simple, so the reverse step of making eggs is more difficult.

That is, you have to turn it over, and you can't let the eggs flow out.

However, this is not a problem for Guangyou.

Actually, this is not difficult, just practice more.

Just that sentence: "There is nothing else, you can only be familiar with it."

Including the fried rice and subsequent placing time, it took Guangyou about ten minutes to make this egg rice.

"No, your egg bread rice." Guangyou brought the egg bread rice that had not been cut to Conan, and a knife was placed next to it.

The soul of the egg bread rice is cutting the water-like egg covered with the rice, and the moment you see the egg liquid flowing out.

And of course, the soul must be felt by everyone!

Of course, this is just a secondary reason.

The most important thing is that the essence of the egg bread rice is locked in the egg skin, and the taste is the best when cut.

After a "hmm", Conan picked up the knife and gently stroked the egg. The egg skin was spread out naturally on both sides, and the egg liquid flowed down the egg skin.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance spread throughout the room.
Chapter completed!