Shinchan: The Cooking God in here!

Masao touched the little white dog's head and said with pity, "Has it been abandoned? How pitiful..."

Nene came over and saw the little white dog shivering in the cardboard box. Her eyes were so soft that they seemed to be drowning in water: "Such a cute little dog, why would anyone have the heart to abandon it..."

"Kazama." Shinchan held the cardboard box and suddenly turned to look at Boo: "Kazama..."

Kazama immediately understood Shinchan's idea. He shook his head repeatedly: "No! My house is in a luxury apartment, and pets are not allowed in the apartment!"

"Then... Masao." Shinchan faced Masao again while holding the cardboard box.

"My family can't do that either..." Masao said with a bitter face. "My mother is afraid of animals. A relative gave her a kitten, but my mother gave it to someone else."

"Nene..."

"We already have two rabbits and a parrot at home. My mother said we can't keep any more animals." Nene took two steps back, looking a little embarrassed.

"Boo~your family..."

Boo: "My family... can't do that either~"

Kazama had a headache. He scratched his head irritably: "What should I do... The weather forecast said it will rain tonight. I can't just leave it here."

...

The five of them discussed the issue of adopting the little white dog. Finally, it was Kazama who suddenly figured out the key to the problem. He turned to Shinchan and said:

"By the way, Shin-chan, don't you have a pet at home yet? Can you adopt a puppy?"

"Yes, Shin-chan! Your family can adopt a little white dog, right..."

Nohara Shinchan instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. They looked at Shinchan with great anticipation, expecting him to give a positive answer...

...

On the other side, Nohara Mitsy, with a beaming smile on her face, returned home happily holding the arm of Shimizu Asuka.

In contrast, there was the head of the family with an empty wallet and a sad expression.

Mitsy opened the door and walked into the kitchen. She placed the ingredients she had bought on the countertop, then shouted to Asuka in the living room, "Asuka! What are we going to do with all this?"

"Sister Mitsy, just leave it there for now. I'll take care of it later." Asuka Shimizu did not follow her into the kitchen but took out the coconuts she had bought and prepared to make some coconut milk.

"Okay, I'll leave it here. Remember to call me when you need help later."

"I understand, Mitsy-sister."

Asuka Shimizu responded while opening a coconut with one hand.

After opening the coconut, she poured the coconut milk into a cup and then scraped out the coconut flesh with a knife.

After processing three coconuts in a row, Asuka took out pure milk and starch from the refrigerator.

This time, Asuka was going to make coconut milk, which had a relatively simple process. This kind of coconut milk only required grinding the coconut meat, squeezing out the most concentrated coconut milk, and then adding some starch and stirring it with pure milk before boiling it in a pot.

When the milk in the pot became slightly thick, she took it out directly, then poured in some coconut milk that had been frozen in the refrigerator, mixed them together, and after adding a few more steps, the relatively simple coconut milk was ready.

Asuka put the prepared coconut milk back into the refrigerator, then walked into the kitchen and took out the tuna that had been thawed a little.

She cut half of the tuna fillet into several strips according to the texture of the fish meat, and set the other half aside for later use. Next, Asuka put the cut fish strips into a bowl, added salt, cooking wine, and pepper to marinate them, and set a stopwatch for fifteen minutes.

While the fish strips were marinating, Asuka took out the sterilized eggs and dry starch. She first beat the sterilized eggs, then went to the refrigerator to check the coconut milk that was freezing.

After making sure that the shape of the coconut milk met the standards, Asuka took it out, added some edible flavoring, stirred it thoroughly, and put it back in the refrigerator.

"Sister Mitsy, can you help me cut these tuna into small pieces?" Asuka Shimizu threw the last large piece of tuna to Mitsy for her to deal with.

Nohara Mitsy looked at the large piece of tuna in front of her and didn't know what to do with it for a moment:

"Hey... Asuka, how big should the fish be cut into pieces?"

"They should be the same size as the tuna sushi from last night. These are for making tuna sushi." Asuka explained, then added:

"However, these fish cuts are not from the belly of the tuna. I will try my best to make up for the taste, but they may not have the elastic and smooth texture of the tuna belly meat."

"It doesn't matter. Asuka's cooking is so delicious. Even if she doesn't use tuna belly, the sushi she makes will definitely be better than the sushi we had last night!"

Nohara Mitsy was now a die-hard fan of Shimizu Asuka, blindly and unconditionally believing in her cooking skills.

Asuka felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. She blushed and said, "There is one more thing I need to trouble you with, Mitsy-san. After slicing the fish, we need to steam a pot of rice. We can steam more rice. Besides making sushi, we can also use it as a side dish."

"I know, Asuka."

Nohara Mitsy took out a sharp knife from the knife rack and carefully cut the large piece of tuna into small, equal-sized pieces according to the method Asuka had taught her in the mall.

At the same time, Asuka's stopwatch rang.

After the tuna strips were marinated, Asuka heated the oil in a pan. When the oil temperature reached the right level, she picked up a fish strip with disposable chopsticks, dipped it in sterile egg liquid, coated it with dry starch, patted it once or twice, and then fried it in the pan.

When the surface of the tuna strips was fried until golden brown, she took them out and placed them on a strainer to filter out excess oil.

This ensured that the tuna strips were not greasy.

Asuka quickly fried all the tuna strips and was about to deal with the oil in the pan when the system suddenly sounded a reminder:

"Ding! Special plot triggered! New member of the Nohara family!"

A new member of the Nohara family?

Asuka Shimizu paused and glanced out the window unconsciously.

Why does a so-called new family member suddenly appear? Sister Mitsy doesn't look like she's pregnant. Could it be that some relatives are coming?

Asuka Shimizu couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up thinking about it. She took the processed tuna slices from Mitsy Nohara and prepared to give her a massage.

"Asuka, can I learn how to massage the flesh?" Nohara Mitsy came over, eager to learn.

Asuka gave her an ambiguous look, wondering how to remind her that someone would be moving in at home soon.

But she still said, "Sure, Mitsy."

Asuka Shimizu began to prepare a massage for the tuna. She had just started and had no time to explain when Shinchan's silly voice called out:

"Mom! Mom! Come here quickly!"

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