In the kitchen, Jiang Yu was preparing supper.

It was dusk, and the sunset outside the window shone on the white clouds, dyeing it light red.

Jiang Yu looked out and was a little absent-minded.

Dusk is called the time of demons in the island country.

Because this point is the dividing point between yin and yang alternating, and the day and night.

In the culture of the island country, demons and monsters will become active from this time.

People on the street will return home one after another and close the doors and windows.

In the original world, it was just a story made up by adults who wanted to trick their children into going home early.

But it is indeed true here.

Jiang Yu was not afraid that the monster would come in and eat him, he was not worried about this at all.

If a monster really comes, it will only come to die.

Because now, Platycodon is at the stove, holding a fire stick to burn him!

Ah! What the hell is going on!

Why did things develop like this!

It was already dinner time, and if it were normal for the shogunate chefs to open the pot and burn the fire.

But today is the eve of the harvest festival, and everyone has returned to their own homes and found their own mothers.

Even the private chef Daming arranged for them, after hearing that they had to handle the meal by themselves at noon, they carried their bags to go home with their wives and children to the warm kang.

There are only two of them in the huge kitchen!

Jiang Yu only felt that the atmosphere was very awkward.

He felt something was wrong when he was playing flying chess this afternoon.

Kikyo has been targeting him.

Every time he throws the dice, Kikyo will pretend to stare at his face inadvertently.

So when he comes to his turn, Jiang Yu will complete the operation quickly.

In this way, there is no reason for Kikyo to keep looking at him.

This trick is indeed quite useful, but every time he finishes the round, he feels furious.

He actually saw two words of pity on Platycodon's face that has not changed for thousands of years!

I really don't understand!

Is there any flower on my face? Why do you keep looking at me?

Jiang Yu knew how much he had.

He looks pretty good, and he is the type that looks like nothing but tastes more delicious when you look closely.

But it is definitely not as shocking as it is.

It is impossible for Kikyo to keep staring at her because of this face.

It was the same when he came to cook. Feng Mingming said he wanted to help him make a fire, but Kikyo actually refused.

He also said why he asked Feng to stay in the room and practice the sacrificial dance well, and forced him to come to the kitchen with him.

Isn't this obviously a problem?

After they entered the kitchen, the conversation only stayed at the most basic level.

Probably:

Jiang Yu: "Miss Kikyo, can you help me get a spoon?"

Platycodon's expressionless face (faced): "Give it"

That's right, now Kikyo doesn't look at him when he talks to him.

His relationship with Kikyo is even worse than when he met on the first day.

I am definitely hated!

Jiang Yu sighed and continued to cook.

With Kikyo's character, he wouldn't do anything to him.

My only value is that I can cook.

But what's the use in this chaotic world?

No matter how delicious you cook, will the monster stop eating you?

Everyone has a meal, and some of them are very good. Who can still pursue the taste?

People will eat Oli when they are alive, let alone when they are about to starve to death.

Jiang Yu regretted it very much, so he should follow behind his thigh and find a bargain.

How comfortable it is to cook for Kikyo every day and get the reward.

Why do you have to do it?

Maybe if things don’t accept Tsubasa’s entrustment, things won’t develop like this.

Although he felt that Kikyo would not take the initiative to drive people away, if he just kept it so hard, he would feel sorry for him.

Alas, it’s better to cook honestly. It’s useless to think so much.

Putting his attention back into the pot, he threw the extra thoughts out of his mind.

Five years of training allow him to focus on cooking without distractions.

Jiang Yu frowned. What he is making now is fish-flavored eggplant.

Now it has reached the last step: collect the juice from high heat.

This step requires fast locking the soup into the eggplant with high heat.

But at this time, Jiang Yu judged that the heat was obviously smaller based on the speed of the soup contraction.

If you just let it go, you can only cook before the eggplant tastes worse.

This will lead to a lack of taste.

If you want to make the eggplant taste good, it will have to be cooked longer than the high heat, which will make the eggplant taste worse.

Years of experience made him react quickly.

"Miss Kikyo, can you make the fire bigger?" Jiang Yu said loudly.

"I understand, Jiang Yujun." Kikyo's voice came from the side of the stove.

Platycodon then began to add firewood to the fire mouth, which was reflected in the pot, and the juice collection speed suddenly became faster.

"Is this enough?" Kikyo looked up and looked at Jiang Yu who was cooking seriously, but couldn't take his gaze away.

Jiang Yu nodded, "Enough."

Then at the most perfect moment, Jiang Yu quickly put the eggplant on the pan and served it on a plate.

This is the last dish.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and was finally relieved.

This is the first time he is so nervous when cooking since he was a "master of cooking".

Put the food gently and put it in the basket. Jiang Yu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He could no longer stand the atmosphere.

"Let's go, Miss Kikyo, the meal is ready."

Jiang Yu turned his gaze to the stove, wanting to see what she was doing.

As a result, his eyes and Kikyo's eyes suddenly collided.

Kikyo has not taken his eyes away since Jiang Yu called her to add firewood until now.

This scared Jiang Yu.

This feeling is like playing with your phone in class. When you look in the back window, the head teacher is staring at you without saying a word.

If you are timid, you will be scared.

Although Jiang Yu didn't wet his pants, he was still scared and sweated.

That look was so scary, just like his junior high school class teacher!

Fortunately, their eyes didn't meet for too long. In just a moment, Kikyo turned her face away again.

The air suddenly became quiet...

This made Jiang Yu not know whether he was sad or happy.
To be continued...