"Then can I go home with you for dinner in the afternoon?" Haruna was still insisting, with a spirit of perseverance. Seeing that Kazuya didn't want to move into her home, she planned to follow him back.
Kazuya said causally: "No, I can't raise you."
This girl is hopeless. If he had known this, it would be better to keep her mood low. Is this because she was addicted to eating? It's not impossible for you to have a meal once in a while, but if you want to come every day, I'm afraid that Toratoro will also be your food.
Akiho yanked Haruna's clothes: "Second sister, if you continue to act like this, I will tell big sister when she comes back!" This foodie sister had lost all the face of the girls in the family. Just for a few mouthfuls of food, she was actually going to be delivered herself to other's door?
You are a sixteen-year-old girl, you can't be so easily deceived!
Haruna was a little sad with the failure. She turned to the freezer to get ice and whispered: "But what he cook is really delicious. I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to eat delicious food. Besides, Kazuya is not outsiders. Father likes him very much and teaches him all the secrets of family traditions. Why can't I go back with him for two meals..."
She felt very painful in her heart. It didn't matter that she had never eaten those delicious dishes before. But after eating them, she wouldn't forget their taste. Eating other things would make her a bit unmotivated. If Kazuya wanted to marry her now, even there wasn't also the "parents' order", she would be happy to agree to it just because she could eat those delicious foods every day.
Don't people live just to eat well? Otherwise, why work hard to make money? Isn't it just to eat pigs, sheep, fish, chickens, fruits every day...
Kazuya didn't care about her complaints. He and Akiho processed all the ingredients for Buddha jumps over the wall, carefully arranged the jar, and then started to cook on the fire. The next step was just to spend time, and then changed to a simmering fire in the evening.
He took Akiho to the side where the beans were soaked, and saw that Haruna was not afraid of the cold. She was stirring a huge wooden basin full of ice floes and beans with her hands, having another fun time. When she saw them come, she said happily: "Many bubbles came out!"
The gas in the beans was displaced by the water, and Haruna would probably feel sad for five minutes unless it was a big deal. After playing with the beans in ice water for a while, she seemed to be happy again.
Kazuya squatted down and squeezed the beans, finding that they were still a bit hard, as if they had not been soaked for enough time. However, he thought that even if the quality of the miso he made by hand was inferior, it was still better than the machine-processed miso bought outside, so after thinking about it, he decided to start now.
He had just turned around to tell Akiho to find the pot when he heard two "clicks" and found Ayaka and Chika taking photos with their cellphones. He asked a little strangely: "What are you doing?"
Ayaka and Chika came over to show him their phones and said in unison: "Onichan, we want to send a tweet. Do you mind?"
He was a little surprised. You started using Twitter when you were only in your early teens? He glanced at it and found that these two little girls had already more than a thousand fans... How did they do it?
The Sakura family was really full of talents!
But he didn't use social software and just thought that they had never made miso before and wanted to show off in the circle. This was a little thing, so he smiled: "It's okay, don't post pictures with my face."
He thought for a while and warned again, "Don't reveal your real name and address online, got it?"
"We know, Onichan! We are very careful. There are many bad guys now and too few good people like you!" They thought Kazuya was quite nice, who was much easier to talk to than their eldest sister. That bastard sister got furious when she saw them playing with their phones, as if they deserved to die when playing with their phones.
Of course, they were now trying their best to flatter Kazuya, and the fierce flattery was also to lay the foundation for their conspiracy.
Seeing that he didn't object, they immediately took the next step and got together in front of his knees. Then one of them took out a selfie stick and simply took a three-person photo with Kazuya, and the one with her head on her head started tweeting. They share the same account, so it didn't matter who took the photo.
Kazuya let them play and cooked the beans by himself. He stared at the fire and ordered Akiho to cut carrots, ground dried sea cucumber and process other ingredients. He aso sent Haruna to find a pickled jar in the backyard to do some disinfection. He didn't expect Ayaka and Chika to do much work, just let them run errands and send messages from time to time.
After a fierce fire, the beans were cooked. Kazuya fished the beans into the big wooden basin again, looked around, and asked: "Which of you want to step on it?"
Akiho was about to volunteer, but Haruna had already taken off the socks on her feet. She curled her toes a few times, looked at her cute little feet, and said happily: "Me! I'm not afraid of getting burned!"
As she was about to jump into the basin, he quickly stopped her, took out the special thick cloth white socks that he had bought a long time ago: "Put these on, I don't want to send you to the hospital."
Do you really think you are a new species. The temperature of these beans was 70 or 80 degrees. If you jump in with bare feet, let's not talk about how to eat them later, maybe a pair of braised pig trotters would come out of the oven right away.
Haruna was very obedient and put on the multi-layered socks. Then she jumped into the basin with a shout.
You can't use rubber products such as rain boots, which may cause the final product to be stained with a strange smell. And it's too time-consuming to pound hard with a wooden stick. Generally, it is the most time-saving and labor-saving to jump in and step on with your body weight.
"It's so hot! So hot!" Haruna stepped on the soft hot beans in the wooden basin and began to jump. Akiho kept turning the beans with a long-handled wooden spoon, stirring up large amounts of heat from time to time, and Kazuya began to add salt, rice, sea cucumber powder, vegetable shreds and other ingredients which have been prepared for a long time.
Haruna's physical strength was amazing. She jumped in the huge basin by herself for nearly an hour and refused Akiho's request to replace her twice. In the end, she stepped out of a pot of refried beans and was still not satisfied. She looked around and proud that she was not afraid of another pot.
Making refried beans is the most troublesome and tiring part of making handmade miso is just, but with Haruna, it felt like an easy job. Ayaka and Chika took photos and recorded a short video beside them. They usually didn't have such a good opportunity to play with their phones, so they were completely addicted for a while.
This afternoon was like work and play. Soon the mashed beans were put into the pot and boiled to a boil again. Then it was cooled to the point where they were not very hot. Kazuya took everyone to start to seal the jars together.
That basin was so big that could be used by an adult to take a bath, which specially used to deal with large amounts of pickles in the past. The amount of bean puree was full for more than half of the basin. Kazuya said with satisfaction: "Open the first jar in seven days and try it out. Then we can open another jar after using it, which will probably last until the end of autumn."
Akiho asked worriedly: "How can it taste good in such a short time?"
He didn't give any explain but just said: "Try it, it doesn't matter even if we fail. We can afford to the few jars of beans now."
However, he has some confidence. His skills weren't useless. The miso made with them must be better than the generic products sold on the market.