Summer ultimately didn't let Little Charcoal use the long charcoal,
Today I still need to eat something light, no cooking rice, I'm making seafood clay pot porridge.
After rinsing the rice, I put it in the clay pot and boil it over high heat, then start processing the seafood.
Holding the palm-sized crabs, I stabbed them to death with chopsticks from their mouths, scrubbed them clean with a brush, removed the lungs, heart and carapace, and cut them into small pieces: The prawns are simpler, just need to be brushed and cleaned, but don't remove the head and shrimp shell; prepare the old ginger, cut into pieces.
The clay pot porridge is already boiling at this time, directly pour in the shrimp, crab, and ginger.
Bring to a boil over medium heat for 10 minutes, then turn to low heat and simmer for 40 minutes.
Gradually, the seafood clay pot porridge becomes thick, the rice is boiled to bloom, the color is dyed a golden yellow, and a fresh seafood fragrance wafts in the air.
Next, it's just waiting. Summer turns around, and the dog, smelling the fragrance, is already anxiously scratching at the doors and windows outside the kitchen.
Little Charcoal also sits on a small wooden stool, watching eagerly.
Summer shakes her head, and casually opens a pack of dog biscuits.
“Charcoal, let's train your bowl.” Summer shakes the dog biscuits in her hand.
“Huh?” Little Charcoal runs next to Summer, “Brother, how do you train?”
Summer sets an example for Little Charcoal, holding the biscuit in front of the dog and shouting: “Bowl, sit!”
I thought it would take a few more calls for the dog to understand.
To his surprise, Bowl understood the first time and sat down obediently.
“Hmm...” Summer rubs Bowl's head, rewarding him with a biscuit, “Good job, Bowl is so smart.”
“Woof woof woof!” The dog, having received his reward, barks louder, seemingly wanting to play more.
“Very good, now roll over, look left, look right.”
The dog does it all, and if not for his clear eyes, Summer would have suspected it was possessed.
“Wow~” Little Charcoal excitedly circles the dog, so you can play with dogs like this.
But she's even more curious about what her brother is feeding Bowl, it's fragrant and looks delicious.
Summer rewards Bowl with a few more biscuits, issues a “lie down and show your belly” command, before the dog reacts, Little Charcoal lies down first.
Bowl is stunned for a moment, then lies down obediently beside her.
Summer is dumbfounded.
Little Charcoal glances at Bowl, and imitates her, sticking out her tongue, after doing all this, she looks at Summer with big eyes, “Brother, did I do it wrong?”
Summer still hasn't reacted, what is this little one doing?
Little Charcoal pats her tummy, looking at the biscuit in Summer's hand, “Brother, I want this fragrant one too~”
She understands that if she does what her brother says, she gets the fragrant biscuit as a reward.
“Puff~”
Summer can't help but burst out laughing, “Hahaha, you little one~”
The little one is so innocent and playful, it's so funny.
Bending over to pick up the little one, Summer adjusts her clothes, “Charcoal, this is also dog food, we eat better seafood porridge.”
“Oh~ yeah~”
Little Charcoal was a little disappointed at first, but hearing that there's something even tastier, she gets excited again, nodding, “Then, brother, I want to play with Bowl too.”
That's the plan anyway, Summer nods and hands the dog biscuits to Little Charcoal.
Little Charcoal takes the biscuit and looks at it, resisting the urge to eat one and try it, her gaze falls on the dog.
“Bowl, Pukaxiu Flying Kick!”
“???” Even Summer is confused, what kind of move is that.
But the dog seems to understand, under Summer's stunned gaze, it takes a few steps back, then jumps up and performs a flying kick similar to Wang Ye's Step of the Green Dragon.
“Holy crap~” Summer is completely speechless.
“Woof woof woof~” After finishing the performance, the dog happily runs to Little Charcoal.
Little Charcoal nods in satisfaction, and with a small hand grabs three biscuits for the dog.
“Bowl is great, next is Pukaxiu Spin~”
“Yes, yes, that's it~”
“Pukaxiu Somersault~”
“Hee hee, this move is wrong, no reward.”
“......”
Little Charcoal is having a blast playing with the dog, Summer is questioning his existence, wondering if he should enroll the dog in a class, he can't influence the child, send her to take the college entrance exam on June 7th?
He doesn't understand the little one's instructions, how does the dog follow them? They've only been together for a few days, you guys can already communicate telepathically?
Shaking his head, Summer walks back to the kitchen helplessly.
The dog is smart, let it be smart, this world is full of strange things, it's not surprising to have a smart dog.
The most amusing is Little Charcoal,
That way she's lying on her tummy… Summer just wants to laugh thinking about it.
She even sticks out her tongue… hahaha~
How does the little one think? How can she be so cute.
The large, cold and empty villa, with Little Charcoal's presence, has been filled with laughter and joy for the past few days.
This is what a home should be like.
In a few days, Little Charcoal has gotten used to Summer's existence, and Summer has too!
Here, the two become a family, leaning on each other for comfort and warmth.
Not long after, the seafood clay pot porridge is done.
Summer carries the bowls and chopsticks to the dining table.
“Charcoal, wash your hands and eat!”
“Okay, brother.”
Little Charcoal runs over with the dog, the dog's belly is already round, it seems like dog food won't be necessary.
“It smells so good, brother, I want to eat two bowls.”
Summer rubs the little one's head, “Eat as much as you can if you can, but don't overstuff your tummy.”
“Hmm hmm~”
The little one nods, after eating the Devil Fruit, she feels her appetite has increased, she feels she can eat three bowls today.
It's a good thing brother provides food and lodging, if she was still working part-time in the town, she's afraid she wouldn't be able to support herself.
The fragrant seafood porridge, just looking at it fills you with appetite.
You can't wait to taste it.
Little Charcoal thought that preserved egg and lean meat porridge was the best in the world, but she didn't expect that seafood clay pot porridge was even more amazing, drool was dripping down her chin.
After an hour of simmering over high heat and low heat, the rice grains have absorbed the fragrance of the seafood.
“Brother, I'm starting to eat!”
Little Charcoal scoops up a spoonful of porridge and blows on it, when the temperature is right, she carefully puts it in her mouth.
In an instant, the little one smiles happily, the freshness of the seafood plus the rice fragrance. The warmth spreads through her belly, it's so comfortable.
“Delicious!”
The porridge brother cooked is so delicious!
I can never get enough!
Looking at Little Charcoal's satisfied expression, Summer feels a sense of accomplishment, and then quickly starts eating.