Grilling meat isn't that difficult.
There are often some fried, roasted, and grilled snacks in late-night canteens, and the utensils are ready.
Slice the refrigerated meat into thin slices and stir-fry with the sauce for a while.
Take this time to brush the baking tray with oil, place it on the stove, calculate the marinating time and the temperature of the baking tray, put the barbecue in the baking tray, and turn it over regularly.
Although it takes more time than other dishes, there is only one customer in the restaurant now, and the thing he has the most is time.
The red and yellow flames spread along the black baking tray, occasionally sliding over the edge, popping a few sparks and making a slight "crackling" sound.
The brown-red meat slices soaked in sauce gradually lighten in color under the effect of high temperature, and the surface texture becomes more and more obvious. A drop of fat seeps out from the edge of the meat slice, accompanied by a "sizzle", and the aroma of sauce and meat spreads instantly, filling the nasal cavity and stimulating the taste buds.
"Sir, please enjoy the barbecue you ordered."
Shinji placed a pair of chopsticks, a dish of dipping sauce and a cheap porcelain bowl in front of Aoko.
Qingzi sniffed and exhaled the air he had inhaled through his nose.
"It looks ordinary."
Shinji smiled but said nothing. It was ordinary. Although the description was tempting, anyone who had eaten barbecue knew that it was just the most ordinary barbecue method, without any special features.
"If you don't want to eat, I'll eat it!" Elquet, who was sitting next to him, snorted.
The good thing about Her Royal Highness is that there is no need to worry about waste when she is around, because she can eat as much as possible and can perform clean, fast and pollution-free decomposition at any time. Over time, she got used to clearing out all the food that everyone couldn't finish.
"Why should I give you the food I ordered?"
Qingzi gave Elquet a displeased look, picked up a piece of meat, turned it over on the dipping sauce dish, and put it into his mouth.
At first, she looked indifferent, but after chewing twice, her expression changed subtly. She seemed to be a little nostalgic, and a little confused.
After swallowing one piece, she looked at Shinji in surprise and picked up the second piece.
Shinji remained silent, silently adding ingredients to the baking tray.
The ingredients are still the same cheap ones, the method is still the same simple one, and the taste is nothing special, but in the mouths of certain people, it tastes different.
In the era before Shinji traveled through time, one could often hear people say that certain snacks, treats, and dishes they ate as a child or many years ago were really delicious. It's a pity that they are no longer available, otherwise one could eat several plates of them. They sound so memorable.
But are those things from a few years ago or decades ago really that delicious? Is there really nothing comparable now
The answer is of course no. If it is really so delicious and makes people linger, why would it disappear in the long river of time, but you can't remember when those things disappeared
So, many times, what you miss is not the food that has long disappeared, but your past, the childhood, adolescence or youth that only exists in your memory and can never come back.
What you remember is not the taste of the food. Food is just a carrier. What it carries is a term that is heard more and more in later generations and has even become a consumer product - "sentiment".
What Shinji has to do is to awaken the feelings deep in Aozaki Aoko's heart, so that even the unpalatable food will become delicious, and even if the mouth is full of bitterness, the heart will still feel a slight sweetness.
Of course, Shinji's cooking skills alone are not enough to achieve this, at most he can only achieve half of it. This is not to say that his level is not good enough, after all, he was specially trained in the imperial kitchen on West Chang'an Street, it is impossible that he can't even make barbecue well.
However, no matter how good the barbecue is, it may not necessarily impress a deliberately provocative woman.
The reason why it is half is that he can grasp the taste of oranges, and Aoko's taste is not much different from oranges. The other half requires a different power, magic that can move people's hearts, and this is what Shinji has gained during this period.
His magic is no longer limited to drawing power from thoughts, he can capture more emotions, and even use his emotions to influence others. Although it is difficult to impress a magician, he did it, using food with magic to awaken Aozaki Aoko's feelings, memories of ten years ago, or even earlier.
At that time, she was still a young girl, living a carefree life, setting records in the famous "Yakiniku Dadi" and...
"Any wine?"
"Yes, what would you like to drink? Liquor or beer?"
At this moment, Shinji knew that he had not taken the wrong path, and even magicians were not heartless.
"Whatever, stronger is better."
"Then how about trying Russian vodka or Chinese Erguotou?"
"You still have this kind of good stuff here?"
"There are only a few small bottles, and the club members seem to like them."
"I'll take them all. For the sake of the wine, I won't mind your interference with my mind just now."
Even though the fifth law and the third law belong to two different fields, a magician is still a magician after all. After breaking free from his memories, he quickly found the reason from the surprise in his taste.
"Thank you for your understanding." Shinji lowered his head slightly and took out the strong liquor that had been placed next to him.
Aoko roughly unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp at a time, with her eyes half closed and half open.
"The wine is good, haha, 'Complaint Pavilion'; - well, I'll complain a little, what should I say?"
At such times, Shinji would completely enter the monk mode without any sadness or joy. Only when the mind is empty can one better listen to the voices of others, and the confidant does not need you to speak, they just need a listener.
"Ah, let me tell you about what happened to me today. Wow, today was a terrible day. It was fine when I went out this morning, but it started to rain after I took a few steps. I gave my umbrella to a kid who got caught in the rain after school a few days ago, and I haven't had time to buy a new one..."
"... "
"... "
"... "
"At noon, the credit card company sent me a bill. That damn sister spent money in my name again. This time she spent more than 100,000 yuan. It's really too much. Owner, owner, are you listening?"
"Yes, I'm listening." Shinji responded softly. I'm not only listening to your words, but also listening to your true feelings.
"Tell me, why do I have such a sister?"
"Because of fate. Buddha said that it takes a hundred lifetimes to be able to cross the river together, and a thousand lifetimes to be able to sleep on the same pillow. To become sisters and blood relatives requires more and longer."
"Then we must be enemies for life, that's why we have this bad fate."
"Bad fate is also fate."
"Then I—never mind, I'm done. I'm out of wine."
In front of the empty baking tray, Qingzi dropped the last empty bottle and bid for a ten thousand yuan bill.
"That's it, let's go."
"I haven't got my change yet."
"On the books, I'll be here more often lately."
"Thank you for your patronage—"
As he spoke, Qingzi had already picked up the suitcase, opened the door curtain, and walked out of the store.
Shinji let out a light breath.
"—She is such a woman like the wind, all sisters are the same."
"Hey, Haruki, do you know her?" asked Elquet, who was washing dishes.
"She should be Touko's sister, Aozaki Aoko." Yustisa appeared next to Shinji.
"Yustisa, contact Orange and tell her that you have made a new discovery about the third magic. Ask her to come and stay with you for a while."
"what are you up to?"
"Give them a chance to vent their complaints. I'm not going to use the name 'Complaint Pavilion' in vain. Some things just need to be said out loud. You sisters have been at odds for so many years, it's time to reconcile."
Aozaki Aoko, you say that you would rather not have a sister like this, but you can't let it go in your heart.
The same is true for Aozaki Touko.
Idiot sister? Stupid sister? They're all the same.
PS: The young master is resurrected again. After sleeping in a daze for two and a half days, he is finally resurrected with full blood. Ah, it feels so good to be healthy.