The seasonings needed were placed neatly, and then Ekawa Nagisa began to carry ingredients from the refrigerator. These ingredients were freshly delivered from the port near Tokyo. Although they are not very fresh at present, the flavor of refrigeration in the freezer will not be lost too much.

For ancient Japan, any food was extremely precious. The land was mostly mountainous and hilly, and the plains were very sparse, which was not enough to support the development of animal husbandry.

Natural fishery has become the main source of protein for the Japanese people to obtain. However, due to the low fishing efficiency in ancient fishery, all the poor could not eat fish every day. Most of the fresh fishery flowed to the middle and upper-middle classes and powerful people in Japan.

Although it is an island country, it is not that easy for civilians to obtain.

Most fish ingredients are mainly pickled fish that can be preserved for a long time, which is due to inconvenient transportation at the time, so fresh fish cannot be stored for a long time.

Fresh fish resources can also be regarded as light luxury products during the underdeveloped technology, which is why they have such a high status in the minds of chefs.

He picked up a handful of the kitchenware man, and the fresh shrimp thawed through water was cut by Ekawa Nagisa from behind, quickly took out the shrimp thread, then peeled off the shrimp shell, and boned the chicken, then changed the processed meat into small pieces, and the same was true for Mexican sausage.

After more than ten minutes, a rumbling sound was made from the cast iron pot, and the soup in the bowl was sucked dry. Now it was time to add the main ingredients of paella, chicken, shrimp and shellfish were put into the pot one by one.

At the end of the pot, Eichuan Nagisa sprinkled her green soul, coriander.

Nagisa Egawa originally wanted to open a bottle of white wine, but when he saw Kitagawa Rinhua, he stood not far away and looked at him, and the idea of ​​drinking a glass of wine was given up.

The seductive aroma of seafood paella has already attracted the purple-haired girl who is "looking out" not far away.

"Hey, what are you doing in Nagisa Ekawa?" Kitagawa Rinhua stared at the cast iron pot in the boy's hand and asked swallowed.

Kitagawa Rinhua has tasted the dishes of Ekawa Nagisa, and she is of course aware of what level it is. However, the last time was more than a month ago. Now when I think about it, I can’t remember the taste at that time, but I will tell her the secretion of saliva.

"Spanish seafood paella, but someone was disdainful of it just now. Isn't it like to eat it now?" The black-haired boy spread his hands and said sarcastically.

"You..." Kitagawa Rin looked embarrassed.

Just when the girl was in a dilemma, Ekawa Nagisa was already sitting on the dining table with a pot. If she couldn't drink, she had to drink milk. The pure white liquid was poured into the goblet and shook it gently. The white liquid left a layer of oil painting-like color on the wall of the cup.

How can we not drink Western food? Even if it is not very good, the sense of ritual is still needed. Especially after he experienced a major event, his body and mind reached the limit. To alleviate this fatigue, he needs some small romance of life. Isn’t the meaning of formalism like this? Achieve a certain sense of satisfaction.

When Ekawa Nagisa was about to scoop a spoonful of rice, he took a large stainless steel spoon and took it first in the pot.

The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look. Kitagawa Rinhua had already swallowed the spoonful of rice into his mouth, and his face also showed a look of satisfaction.

Kitagawa Rinhua obviously noticed the gaze that Ekawa Nagisa was cast. She shook her head and showed a proud expression on her face. Ekawa Nagisa complained in her heart: "Eat you fat."

Then he was not willing to be outdone. A large mouthful of rice wrapped in seafood into his mouth. At this moment, he seemed to have been redeemed. The Chinese cuisine he ate for dinner was good, but it was still much worse than his level.

After all, Chinese cuisine in Japan has been somewhat improved locally. Although there may not be any changes in appearance, it is obviously not a traditional taste inside.

When a piece of shrimp meat was about to be caught by Jiangchuan Nagisa, it was the big spoon that blocked the way the chopsticks were moving forward and took the shrimp meat spoon away.

In addition, this time, he had been stolen by the tiger's mouth three times. Jiang Chuan, who was a little angry by the beneficial interception of the purple-haired girl, put down the chopsticks in his hand and prepared to argue with this stinky girl who was free to make him.

"Hey! Kitagawa Rinhua, you are too much. Don't blame me for being rude if you do this." The black-haired boy said in cold words.

When the girl heard this, she stopped stuffing her food into her mouth, picked up the cup at hand and took a sip of water, and swallowed the food that was still in her throat.

"Jiangchuan Jun, I won't call me Miss Kitakawa anymore." Kitakawa Rinhua's eyebrows were shining, and she looked like she had expected Ekawa Nagisa's reaction, and she was obviously waiting for him here.

"You are also not polite to me. I would like to ask, how can you do it without polite to Master Jiangchuan?"

Kitagawa Rinhua came up so fearlessly. To be honest, he didn't think about it either. He picked up his goblet and drank a sip of pure milk. He looked at the purple-haired girl beside him and sighed helplessly and said, "Daughty! Go back early after eating, you have some classes tomorrow."

A trace of loss flashed across Kitagawa Rinhua's face. In fact, in his heart, he was looking forward to communicating with the idiot bastard in front of him. No matter what form it was, it would be okay to have a quarrel. She just wanted to say a few words to him.

To be honest, this time she came, she did not achieve the result that Kitagawa Rinhua wanted. During the period she spent with Ekawa Nagisa, she could clearly feel that some changes had occurred compared to before. Although she couldn't say what she came, she believed that her intuition would not go wrong.

"Tomorrow's class..." When Kitagawa Rinhua's figure flashed through Sugawa's mind, her tone said indifferently: "I can take a day off."

After all, she is the princess of Taiya Music. I want to take a week off. Her head teacher is so angry that she dares not speak out.

But then again, when will this girl stay at his house? Are she ready to sleep here and not leave?

Jiang Chuan was murmured with rice in his mouth, but did not continue to talk.

Sometimes, if you don’t say anything, cold treatment is a good way.

When Kitagawa Rinhua feels unconscious, he will naturally give up causing trouble for him.

Obviously, the black-haired boy's indifferent attitude was really angry with the purple-haired girl. Looking at the black-haired boy, the girl seemed to have thought of some inspiration in an instant. She moved the chair closer and said softly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that our record was released, because we couldn't contact you at that time, so..."

Ekawa Nagisa knew what Kitagawa Rinhua would say next, "It doesn't matter, I can understand it. After all, it is not realistic to ask a large company to wait for me."

Hearing this, Kitagawa Rinhua relaxed a little and continued, "I may return to your account to make money in a few days. Most of the profits are made by purchasing and downloading some songs."

If it weren't for Kitano Rinka, he wouldn't remember this incident, but then again, the money is not very necessary. The income of saying more is not much, saying less is not important to him. If it is millions of yen, you can't buy any props in the system mall.

"I'm in trouble." said Nagisa Ekawa.

Under the sweep of these two hungry ghosts, a pot of food was eaten all over.

The black-haired boy glanced at the side, and was completely immersed in the food in heaven, and shook his head. It was obvious that he had to do the job of cleaning up the battlefield.

"I'm going to pack up." Ekawa Nagisa put the bowls and chopsticks in front of Kitagawa Rinhua into the pot. The purple-haired girl couldn't even open her eyelids. He felt that Kitagawa Rinhua was about to fall asleep.

After the food is disinfected, the blood will be concentrated in the stomach, and even his head is a little dizzy, and it is late at night.

Just as Nagisa Egawa walked towards the kitchen, the girl who had originally closed her eyes opened her eyes, and the boy's back and a soft light reflected in her eyes.

Although the bastard was very indifferent to her, he never showed machismo in front of her like other men. Whether it was cooking or washing dishes on his own initiative, it would be almost unimaginable for ordinary boys.

At this time, Kitagawa Rinhua's mind flashed through a passage that his mother had said to him: "If there is a boy who is willing to cook and wash dishes for a woman, if the woman also has a good impression of her, she must seize it. If she does not regard women as a symbol, she will be respected if she gets along with her. It is very important to remember this."

At that time, Kitagawa Rinhua didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but when she grew up, she would find that the Japanese society was ambiguity about women. Most women would be asked to quit their jobs and become housewives after marriage. Everything they had learned at school and work would be regained as the starting point.

There is no doubt that Kitagawa Rinhua is in conflict with this unwritten custom.

"Why did you wake up suddenly?"

The sudden sound of insertion scared Kitagawa Rinhua. The black-haired boy looked down at her behind her, and then her first reaction was, "So quickly?"

"Are you ready to leave?" Ekawa Nagisa said, looking at the girl who was still in a state of trance just now.

Hearing the boy's words, Kitagawa Rinhua glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost two o'clock in the morning. The girl's face showed a lonely expression, and her face seemed to be dim.

"Jiangchuanjun... do you really want to drive me away so much?" Kitagawa Rinhua said softly with the teenager's eyes.

“…”

At this time, the black-haired boy, Ye Kitagawa Rinka, was shocked by the words he said, and his drowsiness had already been blown away.

The girl who got rid of her parting emotions quickly realized that her words were inappropriate. Kitagawa Rinhua wanted to find a crack to drill down at this time. What she said just now was so shameful.

It turned out that this was her purpose. Eikawa Nagisa glanced at the girl who wanted to stay in his house. She felt a little moved and spread her hands and said, "Please choose a room to sleep."

Feeling sad?

To be honest, there may be one thing, but it is more impressed by the personal charm exuding by Kitagawa Rinka.

Kitagawa Rinhua was slightly stunned, and his eyes suddenly became bright, as bright as the North Star in the sky, but he immediately woke up.

"That...I didn't force you, you said yourself."

The black-haired boy pretended to be like this and said, "Yes, yes, yes... I am worried that it is dangerous for a girl to go back so late, so I gave the advice."

Looking at the girl in front of him showing a smug look, Egawa Nagisa said helplessly: "It's OK now, let's go to bed early."

The black-haired boy decided to end the conversation. Who made the girl thin-skinned? If this question continues, it will be endless again. If this continues, it may be dawn.

Although he is still on sick leave and doesn't have to go to school tomorrow, Ekawa Nagisa still has a lot of things to do.

Only when it was about to leave, a voice sounded from behind.

Kitagawa Rinhua said: "In return, I can help you with tutoring for work classes."

The goddess helps you make up for the lessons, which many people dream of even if they can’t get.

That's honey, my arsenic.

Jiangchuanzhu was too late to hide, and he said there was no need for this at all.

Nagisa Egawa raised his eyebrows and said, "From Kitagawa Rinhua, you can tell from where I need to make up for the lessons? Besides, who will help who will make up for it!"

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After closing the door, Jiangchuan Nagisa finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was lying down to go to bed, the phone suddenly heard an email message.

When Egawa Nagisa opened it, it was a relatively blurry photo. The photo was sent to him by Seiichi Asada. The above passage expressed his gratitude for his previous reply to the email to solve the problem.

The content in the photo is about the "line" of the work scene of the employees, and the clock on the wall shows that it was taken a few minutes ago.

This photo made Nagisa Ekawa.

There is no doubt that Ekawa Nagisa was the era of the Internet. Riding on the wave of the Internet, technical talents achieved financial freedom.

The most representative of them are Penguin’s Little Ma Ge, WeChat’s Zhang Xiaolong, and Monkey Factory’s Rebs.

The evolutionary path from a programmer to a boss is full of bones and wreckage. The nights are darker than the night sky, and underneath the feet is a carpet made of hair on the keyboard.

One in ten million people ascend the throne, and the probability of a startup company surviving is less than 3%.

Even so, the road ahead is full of thorns, but it still cannot stop people's desire for wealth and status. The happiest life is to hire a Chinese chef, marry Neon's wife, hold a French lover, use a British house, live in an American house, drive a German car, and wear Swiss watches.

The sleepy boy turned on the computer.

The sound of the fax machine sounded, and the plan was transmitted from home to the company. Unexpectedly, the opposite side was still working overtime at this time. He had underestimated the people in the company before, but now he has improved a lot.

In fact, Jiangchuan Nagisa has an Internet sentiment and grew up in the Internet era. After graduation, he also joined an Internet company and thought he was doing well.

The Internet is something that is integrated into the blood. The cover character on Time Magazine, who once looked up at the back of a giant, lingered in his mind in countless late nights.

This job may cause thinning hair or even baldness. At the same time, high-intensity overtime work will bring the risk of sudden death and is also one of the high-risk occupations in the new era.

But he thought of himself standing on the shoulders of the giant, holding the historical process in his hand.

In addition, he can also retrieve some capital resources, and there are sets of success stories that have been tested by the market. In this era, he has seen much further than anyone else.

When Egawa Nagisa thought of this, her body was full of energy and her body was full of strength again, as if she was back to the day when 996 stayed up late to fix the bug.

The fingertips of Eikawa Nagisa jumped rapidly on the keyboard.

Warm paper spit out from the buzzing printer.
Chapter completed!