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With everyone in agreement, it was even less likely that he would disagree.
If you want to see peach blossoms, then look at peach blossoms.
Compared to cherry blossoms, Kyosuke Kosaka prefers peach blossoms.
Because you can eat peaches.
What about the cherry blossoms?
The fruit is inedible, so it doesn't feel like good value for money.
"Peach blossoms are better; in a few months we'll have peaches to eat," Yuanjie Shen, who was leading the way, muttered.
Kousaka Kyosuke remained silent, thinking to himself, "You think the same way I do."
"The cherry blossoms will bloom in a few days. I heard from people from Kyoto Port that cherry blossoms can be 'preserved' with salt and then eaten."
"So, peach blossoms can be eaten, and many of the petals can be eaten too?"
"Oh! What you said makes some sense. If cherry blossoms were really edible, I would eat all the colorful flowers of all four seasons!"
The Goddess of Fate, reminded by Kyosuke Kousaka, looked as if she had just realized something.
Kasumigaoka was speechless: "If you eat the flowers, no one will be able to appreciate them, Lord Enmusubi."
Since following the God of Fate, she has indeed gained a lot of knowledge, but the probability of getting headaches has also increased.
Because this seemingly unreliable deity always does things that cause people distress.
"After you've enjoyed them, just pick some; it's a waste to let them wither away."
"The God of Fate said with a relaxed expression."
Kyosuke Kosaka said, "It's better to eat something like sakura mochi."
Strangely enough, sakura mochi existed in this era.
Sakura mochi, which should have originated in the Edo period, has existed here for a long time.
It truly is the era of radical modifications.
"Do you have any sakura mochi on you?" Enmusubi asked expectantly.
Kyosuke Kosaka shook his head: "No."
The God of Fate didn't speak, but just looked at him with his nostrils flared.
Unable to bear it any longer, Princess Goldfish spoke up to remind her, "Lord of the Goddess of Fate, aren't you happy as long as you eat red bean cakes?"
The goddess of marriage crossed her arms and raised her white chin even higher.
"What's wrong with me raising my standards a little bit?"
Kyosuke Kousaka couldn't help but mutter to the Moon Goddess beside him, "Her existence played an indispensable role in helping you become a god, so she took the opportunity to become arrogant."
The Moon Chaser tried hard to conceal his unusual behavior, pretending to be a good student.
But her folded pale pink bunny ears betrayed her thoughts.
Qingji, who had secretly come over to listen, scratched her face.
Princess Kaguya, who also heard this, looked at him with a strange expression...
"Hey, Kyosuke, are you talking bad about me behind my back?" Enmusubi, who was walking at the front, turned around and looked at Kousaka Kyosuke with a displeased expression.
Kyosuke Kosaka said, "I was thinking that I could try making sakura mochi. I have red glutinous rice and red bean paste on hand, plus cherry leaves from the cherry blossom grove, so I should be able to make sakura mochi."
Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Fate beamed with joy, her eyebrows dancing with delight: "Well~ that's a good idea~ making cherry blossom mochi while enjoying the peach blossoms is quite a delightful thing~"
Yeah yeah.
You've always had such high hopes.
Kyosuke Kosaka muttered to himself.
Of course, he only muttered a complaint to himself, after all, the God of Fate was very helpful when needed, but he was just a chatterbox.
"Making cherry blossom mochi, that's great!" Princess Goldfish immediately agreed.
Princess Kaguya nodded happily, "Okay, I'll do my best to help!"
Kasumigaoka forced a smile, her heart pounding with anxiety. "I'm really not good at cooking."
She treated her cooking classes perfunctorily from elementary school to high school.
After arriving in this world, it's impossible for me to make food in the palace.
After leaving the palace, the food was provided by Kyosuke Kousaka.
Thinking about all this, Kasumigaoka began to regret her previous laziness.
"Because I used to think that it was discriminatory for women to have to learn to cook, I never planned to learn..."
Now, it's not that we don't know how when we need it.
I just hope that waiting won't be too embarrassing.
"Alright! We're here. This is the peach tree. Isn't it blooming beautifully?"
Upon arrival at the destination, a peach tree, six or seven meters tall and blooming with pink flowers, stands out in a lush green forest.
Under the peach tree, the God of Fate proudly introduced the situation.
Kyosuke Kosaka casually remarked, "A touch of red amidst a sea of green, the beauty of spring needs no more."
In my eyes, the numerous peach blossoms bloomed noisily in the sunlight, densely layered, like a rosy dawn.
The fragrant aroma is delightful and makes one feel very comfortable.
“Indeed, a single peach tree is quite charming and unique,” Princess Goldfish replied enthusiastically.
Kyosuke Kosaka's words are easy to understand and pleasant to hear.
She loves it.
"Kyosuke, you're absolutely right~" Aohime praised admiringly, her eyes sparkling like bright stars.
Kyosuke Kousaka smiled calmly, thinking to himself, "Whatever I say to you is correct, isn't it?"
Despite his sarcastic remarks, Kousaka Kyosuke still really liked Aohime's personality.
After all, that kind of personality is quite interesting.
Come to think of it, he once dreamed of having a yandere girlfriend, and now he actually has one.
"So... what should we do now?"
Princess Kaguya asked in a low voice.
Seeing Princess Kaguya's eager expression, Kousaka Kyosuke knew she was very interested in making sakura mochi, so he smiled.
"Let me take out the materials first."
After he finished speaking, he took out red bean paste, red glutinous rice, various bowls and plates, and tools.
He casually placed a huge, smooth carpet on the floor.
Seeing this, the others quickly spread out the carpet, and Kyosuke Kosaka took out a soft straw mat from his storage space.
Otherwise, sitting on the ground for too long will still be very uncomfortable.
"Is this a stone mill?" Enmusubi poked the strangely shaped stone mill tool, which was about half the height of Kaguya-hime.
Kyosuke Kosaka: "Yes, after grinding red glutinous rice into powder, adding some water and other ingredients, you get a very common sakura mochi outer layer."
Kasumigaoka seemed to be lost in thought.
"Besides the soft and chewy outer layer, the most important thing about sakura mochi is its delicate cherry blossom aroma."
She had eaten the cherry blossom rice cakes that were given as a reward.
As expected, it's small and exquisite. The subtle fragrance of cherry blossoms from the outer cherry blossom leaves, combined with the slightly sweet red bean paste, is simply wonderful.
Now that the bean paste filling seems fine, the key to its production lies mainly in the outer skin and cherry blossom leaves.
The matchmaker looked around and said, "Pick some cherry blossom leaves."
"I remember that cherry blossom leaves don't have much of a fragrance," said the Moon Chaser.
Kousaka Kyosuke was slightly surprised.
"Your description sounds like you've eaten cherry blossom leaves, doesn't it?"
Remembering that the Moon Goddess had come to Kyoto to survive, and that the food she had given to that first false believer was bamboo shoots, he roughly guessed what had happened. He said:
"The fragrance of cherry blossoms is brought out through the processing and preparation of cherry blossom leaves. Just like many tender vegetables have an earthy or astringent taste, which is removed through spices, blanching, and other methods..."
It must be said that Kyosuke Kosaka is also a chef with some skill.
Much of his culinary knowledge and skills were replicated from Yukino, Nino, and others.
Because of his superior sensory abilities and ability to meticulously adjust in all aspects, Kyosuke Kosaka believes that his culinary skills are even better than theirs.
However, he wouldn't be particularly smug or anything like that.
Learning to cook is all about winning over your partner; why would you want to put the cart before the horse?
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