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The alarm clock rang, and the hand stretched out from under the quilt lightly patted on the top of it, and then the noise stopped.
Supporting the bed with his hands, Xia Zhi sat up, but then pulled up the dropped quilt and wrapped it around himself, because it was really cold in the morning, and Xia Zhi still wanted to sleep under the quilt if possible Sleep until noon, and then get up to eat lunch and play games, but even Xia Zhi, who has already arranged for the weekend next week, seems to have lost the freedom to arrange his life at will.
What are you going to do next weekendXia Zhi is a little confused. Forget it, when it's time to think about it, you will naturally think about it. If you can't think about it, it probably isn't something particularly important. Of course, this is not a good habit, and if you happen to forget something important enough to change the trajectory of your entire life, that's a real pill.
Moreover, it's not too difficult to record your schedule now If you have a mobile phone, use a mobile phone memo, and if you don't have a mobile phone, use a paper notebook. Xia Zhi, of course he has a mobile phone, but he is just lazy.
After dawdling for two minutes, Xia Zhi still got up. After all, even if he continued dawdling, the reality would not change in any way. After a while, Ryoko Yamamoto would still come to him with Shiraishi Lihua, instead of waiting for them to come over by himself Let them wait before washing up and eating breakfast, why don't you just take care of yourself now and go straight there later, don't let them get too bored.
This can be regarded as a way of hospitality to a certain extent.
After dawdling, I changed my clothes and started preparing breakfast after washing. But there is nothing to prepare. When I went to school, I had to spend some time making breakfast because I had to make lunch by the way, otherwise there was no need to spend so much time, and there was no need to get up so early.
Today, just fry an egg, boil some water to heat up the milk, and breakfast will be settled. The lunch is in the hands of Baishi Lihua, and it is sure to be much more delicious than what she prepared, so there is no need to worry about it yourself. Even if he moves, it doesn't necessarily mean that the other party's cooking is excellent To a certain extent, Xia Zhi also wants a chef who is like a five-star chef.
? Although the master leads the door, the practice depends on the individual, but with a stronger master, you can still take a lot of detours. It¡¯s not that the cooks my mother found for me are better, but in terms of professional level, five-star chefs should be more professional after all New Oriental¡¯s popularity only increases the production of chefs, and the top ones are still the same. The top, those who don't work hard are still ordinary, this is the case in any field.
It just so happens that Xia Zhi is not a person who wants to work too hard. He does not want sweetness first or sweetness first, only half and half is better. So it's just wanting, even if you have Xia Zhi, you may not be able to become a talent.
The so-called genius needs to be supported by talent. People who get twice the result with half the effort can generally go farther than those who get twice the result with half the effort. After all, the former can achieve greater results with less effort, while the latter can only use greater effort. In exchange for limited results, this is actually not fair in terms of efficiency. But to a certain extent, if the latter does not give up, he will have the perseverance and aggressiveness that surpass anyone This may be more important than talent to a certain extent.
Xia Zhi set up the pot, found some oil in the pot, then turned on the fire to heat up the oil. It's not a long process to heat up the oil, maybe the time it takes you to turn around and get an egg from the fridge is enough. Xia Zhi watched the oil begin to change due to the heat. Holding two eggs in his hand, he knocked one into the pot with one hand, and the oil boiled instantly when it encountered hot oil. Throwing the egg shell skillfully into the garbage bag, Xia Zhi started to fry the egg.
Omelette is probably the best dish besides making rice balls, right? If onigiri is rice mixed with other ingredients, then omelette is probably just cracking an egg in a frying pan and waiting for it to be fried until cooked. Estimating the time in his mind, Xia Zhi sprinkled some salt on the fried egg, then quickly turned it over with chopsticks, then took the green onions that were put aside to the chopping board, quickly cut them up, grabbed some and sprinkled them Go in, and then sprinkle some salt.
This is the method of frying eggs taught to him by Eko Asakura, the daughter of the proprietress of the hotel when he was on a school trip to Kyoto. Although some other condiments are missing, the taste of fried eggs will be slightly better, at least for Xia Zhi In terms of taste, it is indeed an improvement. The dispute between sweet party and salty party does not exclude either one, but it is better to say that it is salty. The so-called sweet things should be as sweet as possible in the sweet place to make people feel comfortable. Too much sweetness in meals rather than desserts will affect people's appetite.
And the sweet and sour carp made by my mother??, I can't find it anywhere. It happened to be the time when I started to be disgusted by my sister again, thinking that these photos, which were like black history to her, were probably destroyed by Xia Meng, and after having a network disk, Xia Zhi transferred all these photos in .
Because after a long period of time, many family photos were taken. In order to distinguish them, Xia Zhi took out Xia Meng's childhood photos and put them in another folder. So painstakingly preserved, if Xia Meng found out, she would beat Xia Zhi up crying and ask Xia Zhi to format the network disk.
How can I let all those good memories disappear! ?
So probably except for Xia Zhi, no one knows that he still has this thing. But you can¡¯t count on how reliable the internet is, so Xia Zhi still has the memory card, but it¡¯s at home and he didn¡¯t bring it with him, so now he can only use the network disk to make do with it. .
After saving Bai Shilihua's photo, Xia Zhi suddenly found that he was going further and further down the path of perversion. But memories are memories, even if you take a few steps on this road, as long as you don't go all the way.
After all, memories are something that cannot be replaced by one person. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com