Chapter 320: Let the Banana Think It Is Still on the Tree

Yoshiyuki looked at the cut out product and fell into doubt.

"Asakura, are you sure it tastes good when cut into such large pieces? I even doubt whether this thing can be fried! Why don't we blanch it in water first?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely no problem! Dad used to stir-fry it, and it can definitely be cooked!" Asakura sat on the dumplings lying on Yukikaze Maru's body on the table, holding a can of Coke, and said seriously: " This is the perfect state! Just fry it with rice and then add some oil and salt, nothing else is needed!”

"Really?" Yi Xing pointed to the soy sauce, MSG and chili powder she just bought: "You don't need to add it?"

"Ah, I just saw that we don't have these ingredients in the activity room, so I bought them for later use." Asakura chuckled and said, "Anyway, let's get started! We can't wait to taste it!"

"By the way, why am I the one doing the cooking?" Yi Xing opened fire and couldn't help complaining: "Isn't this your father's cooking? It's up to you to restore it."

"But Maekawa is the only boy here, right? It's best for you to cosplay my father! Na!"

"Hey! It makes no sense at all, okay?!"

"Dad, give us pocket money~"

"No! I do have a slap. Do you want it? I'll give it to you if I bring my face closer to you!"

"Hey~ Our dad is not that cruel! He only knows how to spank!"

"I should be called sexual harassment if I suggest spanking you!"

Having said that, Yoshiyuki felt that it would not be bad if she really had a daughter as naughty as Asakura.

He and Xiaoji were quiet and moved.

Then he is more than just a winner in life.

It is very normal to be so happy that you die immediately.

While thinking about this, he started frying rice.

Because Asakura claimed that his father did not control the heat very well at that time, the fried rice was "a little bit mushy".

"What does Yidudi mean?" Erina didn't understand the Osaka dialect, so she asked the scarf ninja.

"It just means a little bit!" Asakura explained: "Actually, it's not just Osaka, but many places also say this!"

Yoshiyuki: "Stop chatting, Asakura! Come and keep an eye on it, I'm not sure how much your father fried it before he stopped!"

After Asakura said the consistency was just right, Yoshiyuki stopped in time.

After it came out of the pot, everyone tasted it. Some say it's delicious, some say it's average.

If Asakura hadn't said that this fried rice contained good memories, the eldest lady would probably have scolded him for eating it.

But at this time, Erina just frowned and said nothing.

The most important thing now is Asakura's feelings.

After taking a few bites, she closed her eyes and fell into silence for a long time, as if she was comparing it with the delicious food in her memory.

Finally, she opened her eyes, smiled bitterly, touched the back of her head and started laughing.

"Ahaha... This is really ordinary!"

"Did you fail..." Yoshiyuki comforted Asakura: "It's okay, we can try again. Tell me what's different from what you remember, and I'll help analyze it."

"Ah, no need! In fact, we think it is basically the same as the one my dad cooked up back then!"

Erina: "But didn't you say it tastes wrong?"

"Well... maybe it's because this fried rice isn't anything special in the first place! It's just that special and beautiful memory that makes it taste delicious in our memory."

After Asakura said this, he fell into silence slightly.

Then, he continued to speak like this.

"We have been thinking about it before... maybe some dishes should live in memories like this and not be restored!"

"Yes, you mentioned it before." Kitajima Sashi nodded and asked sympathetically: "So...from the results, it is really better not to try because it breaks the filter of beautiful memories?

"No, we don't think so anymore!" Asakura clenched his fists firmly and said with a smile: "Although I don't have the same delicious fried rice as I remembered, but even so, good memories are good memories. I think , this will not change!”

"In fact, after making fried rice, we felt even more - if you don't dare to try for fear of destroying the beauty of the memory, then you will really have regrets! Thank you for letting us take this brave step ! It’s really a very meaningful practice!”

"Yeah. It's great that you think so." Yoshiyuki breathed a sigh of relief, and then noticed that there was something left in the plastic bag that Asakura had just put the ingredients in: "Asakura, there is something else in there. Is there anything?"

"Yeah, yes! We thought it was very interesting, so we bought them!" Asakura took them out of the bag excitedly: "Can you recognize what these are?!"

"Hmm..." Yoshiyuki looked at the banana in her left hand, then at the small desktop metal stand in her right hand, and asked tentatively: "Isn't it something to hang bananas on?"

"The correct answer~Maekawa is so smart!"

Asakura smiled and unfolded the stand on the table, hanging the banana on the hook extending from the top.

"It's a decoration for a big promotion~ With this, you can hang bananas on it as a decoration! From now on, you can enjoy the bananas hanging on the table at home at any time. It's very pleasing to the eye! Now the dumpling department has more than just green ones. Yi, there is also Huang Yi! Moreover, it has another effect!"

"What?" Yi Xing was very interested, so he continued to ask.

"Guess what, it would be boring for us to announce it directly!"

Everyone looked at each other.

The eldest lady guessed that this thing could be used to catch monkeys.

However, Yi Xing felt that this was too retarded. How could a monkey appear in a place like this?

Since no one guessed correctly in the end, Asakura straightened his scarf with his hands and announced the answer with a smile!

"Can you make bananas ripen and become soft much slower?" Asakura Sachiko pointed at them and said with a smile: "Look! This way the bananas will think they are still hanging on the tree! That's better than just putting them on the table. How many times longer will your life span be?"

"No, no, how is this possible! Bananas don't have self-awareness! Even if they really rot a little slower, it's because they weren't crushed, not because they thought they were still on the tree!"

Yoshiyuki pointed at it and complained in a dumbfounded way, then paused and added another sentence.

"And I think it's totally unreliable to hang it like this! After being picked from the banana tree, its skin has already begun to become fragile. If it is hung like this, the top of the peel will crack sooner or later. Wouldn't all the bananas fall off the table by then? On!"

"What, no way!" Asakura heard this and was very dissatisfied: "We think they will hang well! If you don't believe it, let's come and see it tomorrow!"

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