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Chapter 1: Nabeyaki-Udon 1
Chapter 1:
Walking away from Higashi Honganji temple, Hideji Kuboyama instinctively1 turned up the collar
on his trench2 coat.
Dead leaves swirled3 in the chilly4 air. That must be the famous Mount Hiei wind, he thought to
himself, knitting his brows as he waited for the signal to change.
It was just like people said: in Kyoto, the cold cuts to the bone. In midwinter, freezing air rushes
down from the mountains that surround the city on three sides. In Kobe, where Hideji had been
born and raised, the winds that blew down from Mount Rokko were formidable too. But here, the
quality of the cold was somehow different. As he made his way down Shomen-dori, he cast his
gaze towards the snow-capped peaks of the Higashiyama mountains in the distance.
Hideji stopped a postman sitting astride a red scooter and asked for directions. ‘Excuse me. I’m
looking for a restaurant round here. The Kamogawa Diner, I think it’s called.’
‘If it’s Mr Kamogawa you’re after, his is the second building after that corner,’ replied the
postman in an extremely matter-of-fact tone, pointing down the right-hand side of the street.
Hideji crossed the street and stood in front of the two-storey structure. It didn’t look much like a
restaurant, though traces of a former sign and a display window remained. Two squares of white
paint had been scruffily5 applied6 to the exterior7 wall. However, it had none of the gloominess of a
vacant building, instead radiating a human warmth that suggested it was still very much a working
restaurant. While its appearance might have been off-putting to the average tourist, the smells
drifting out were enticing8, and from inside came the sound of cheerful banter9.
‘This place has Nagare written all over it,’ muttered Hideji, casting his mind back to the days
he’d spent with Nagare Kamogawa, his former colleague. The two of them had both moved on to
other things now. Despite being Hideji’s junior, Nagare had been the first to quit the police.
He looked up at the restaurant, then opened the sliding aluminium10 door.
‘Welcome to – oh! If it isn’t Hideji!’ Koishi Kamogawa, a round tray in her hands, froze with
surprise. Koishi was Nagare’s only daughter, and Hideji had known her since she was a baby.
‘Koishi! Well, aren’t you all grown up,’ said Hideji, removing his coat.
‘Hideji? Is that you?’ called Nagare as he emerged from the kitchen in his white apron11.
‘So this is your place, after all,’ said Hideji, grinning broadly at Nagare.
‘I can’t believe you found us. Please, take a seat. Sorry the place isn’t much to look at.’ Nagare
wiped down the red cushion of one of the chairs.
‘I guess I haven’t lost my intuition yet,’ said Hideji, blowing into his numb12 hands to warm them
as he sat down.
‘How many years has it been, you reckon?’ asked Nagare as he removed his chef’s hat.
‘I suppose the last time was your wife’s funeral.’
‘You were a real help that day,’ said Nagare, bowing in gratitude13. Koishi followed suit.
‘I don’t suppose you could rustle14 something up for me? I’m ravenous,’ said Hideji, glancing
sideways at a young man who was shovelling15 down a bowl of katsudon.
‘I usually ask first-time customers to leave it up to the chef,’ said Nagare.
‘Sounds good to me,’ said Hideji, meeting Nagare’s gaze.
‘Coming right up, then. Just give me a moment,’ said Nagare, donning his hat again as he
turned away.
‘Oh – and no mackerel, please!’ said Hideji, before taking a sip16 of his tea.
‘Don’t worry – I remember. We’ve known each other long enough!’ replied Nagare over his
Hideji looked around the restaurant. Apart from the young man, the five counter seats by the
kitchen were unoccupied. There was no one else sitting at the four tables either, and nothing
resembling a menu in sight. The clock on the wall showed ten past one.
‘Koishi, can I get some tea?’ said the man eating katsudon, setting his now-empty bowl down
on the counter.
‘You shouldn’t wolf your food down like that, Hiroshi. It’s bad for your digestion,’ said Koishi,
pouring tea from a small Kiyomizu-ware teapot. Meanwhile, Nagare brought out Hideji’s food on
a tray.
‘Looks like quite the feast!’ said Hideji, his eyes widening.
‘Not really. They call it “Kyoto comfort food” these days, but in the past no one would have
dreamed of charging people money for simple fare like this. Still, I thought it might be the sort of
thing you’d enjoy.’ Nagare was unloading various dishes and small bowls from the tray, arranging
them one by one on the table.
‘You’re not wrong. Looks like your intuition hasn’t faded either.’
As Hideji’s gaze skipped between the various dishes, Nagare went on:
‘Stewed arame and deep-fried tofu. Okara croquettes. Kikuna leaves dressed with sesame and
miso. Kurama-style sardine18. Hirosu tofu ball in broth19. Pork belly20 simmered in Kyobancha tea.
Fresh tofu curd22 with sour plum paste. Oh, and Koishi’s rice-bran-pickled cucumbers. Nothing too
extravagant23. If anything, the highlights are probably the firmly cooked Goshu rice and the miso
soup with ebi-imo taro24. Anyway, enjoy the meal. Oh, and make sure you put a good sprinkle of
sansho pepper on the soup – it’ll warm you right up.’
His eyes gleaming, Hideji nodded along to Nagare’s every word.
‘Tuck in while it’s hot!’ urged Koishi. Hideji sprinkled the sansho pepper and picked up the
bowl of miso soup. When he sipped25 it one of the chunks26 of taro tumbled into his mouth. Chewing
on it slowly, he nodded once, twice, and then a third time.
‘This miso soup’s fantastic. What rich flavours!’
With the thin-rimmed rice bowl in his left hand, his chopsticks danced back and forth27 between
the dishes, reaching towards each in turn. He took a piece of the pork belly, dripping with sauce,
and set it on top of the white rice before transporting it to his mouth. As he carefully bit into the
meat, a smile began to spread across his face. Next he crunched28 through the coating of the okara
croquette, savouring the soy pulp29 filling. When he placed the hirosu tofu ball on his tongue, the
delicately flavoured broth oozed30 out, some of it spilling from his mouth. Hideji wiped his chin
with the hand holding his chopsticks.
‘More rice?’ asked Koishi, offering him her tray.
‘You know, I haven’t eaten this well in quite a while,’ said Hideji, placing his depleted31 rice
bowl on the tray.
‘Well then, better eat your fill!’ said Koishi, hurrying off to the kitchen with the tray.
‘Is the food alright?’ said Nagare, coming over to the table just as Koishi was leaving.
‘More than alright. I’m struggling to believe a mere21 mortal acquaintance of mine could have put
this kind of meal together.’
‘Oh, no need for that kind of talk. I’m just an old codger who happens to run a restaurant,’ said
Nagare, looking humbly32 at the floor.
‘So, Hideji, what are you up to these days?’ said Koishi, appearing again with the bowl, now
piled high with rice.
‘I retired33 from the force last year. I’m on the board of a security company in Osaka now,’ said
Hideji, gazing eagerly at the glistening34 white rice before getting to work with his chopsticks.
‘Sounds like they’ve sorted you out with a nice position. I have to say though – you haven’t
changed a bit. Still got that sharp look in your eyes!’ said Nagare, meeting Hideji’s gaze.
‘The bitterness of these kikuna leaves works very nicely. A real Kyoto flavour, isn’t it.’ Hideji
positioned the rest of the salad on top of his rice before polishing it off. Then he crunched on one
of the pickled cucumbers.
‘How about steeping your rice in tea? You could mix it with some of the sardine. Koishi, why
don’t you pour him some hojicha?’
Taking her cue, Koishi poured the hot tea from a Banko teapot.
‘So you call it Kurama-style in Kyoto. Where I’m from, if you simmer something with sansho
pepper, that’s Arima-style.’
‘Must be a case of local pride then. Kurama and Arima are both famous for their sansho, aren’t
‘You learn something new every day!’ said Koishi.
When he had finished the steeped rice, Hideji picked his teeth, then settled back in his chair.
To the right of the counter seating, an indigo36 curtain hung over the entrance to the kitchen.
Whenever Nagare passed through the curtain, Hideji caught a glimpse of a tatami-matted living
room alongside the kitchen space, where a grand-looking Buddhist37 altar was set into the wall.
‘Mind if I pay my respects?’ asked Hideji, peering past the curtain. Koishi led him to the altar.
‘You’re looking younger, Hideji!’ said Koishi, putting her hands on Hideji’s shoulders and
taking in his features.
‘I hope you’re not making fun of me. I’ve passed the sixty mark, you know.’ Hideji kneeled and
positioned a stick of incense38 in front of the altar, then set the cushion to one side.
‘Thanks for doing this,’ said Nagare, glancing over at the portrait on the altar and lowering his
‘So, Kikuko watches over you while you work?’ Still kneeling on the tatami mat, Hideji relaxed
into a less formal pose and looked up at Nagare.
‘More like keeps an eye on me,’ replied Nagare with a chuckle39.
‘I never would have thought you’d end up running a restaurant, you know.’
‘Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask since you walked in here. How did you find us?’ asked
Nagare, coming over and sitting by him on the tatami.
‘Well, my boss is a bit of a foodie. He likes to read Gourmet40 Monthly, and keeps a stack of back
issues in the boardroom. When I saw your advert41 in the magazine, I put two and two together.’
‘Now see, that’s why we called you Hideji the Hawk42. I can’t believe you knew it was my
restaurant from a one-line advert like that. There weren’t even any contact details! And yet here
you are.’ Nagare was shaking his head in admiration43.
‘Knowing you, I’m sure there’s a reason, but couldn’t you make that advert a little less
mysterious? The way it reads at the moment, I’ll probably be the only one to ever find you!’
‘Oh, that’s alright by me. I’d rather not be swamped with customers.’
‘You always were a funny one, Nagare.’
‘So, hoping we can track down a dish from your past, by any chance?’ asked Koishi, studying
Hideji as she stood at Nagare’s side.
‘Yes, I think I might be,’ said Hideji, a smile playing about his lips.
‘You still living over in Teramachi?’ asked Nagare, getting up and walking over to the sink.
‘The same old place by Junenji temple. Every morning I walk along the Kamogawa river to
Demachiyanagi, then jump on the Keihan line for my commute44 to the Osaka office. Phew, all this
kneeling is tough. At this age, my legs just can’t take it!’
Frowning, Hideji slowly raised himself from the tatami and returned to his seat in the restaurant.
‘Oh, tell me about it. It’s always a struggle when the priest comes over for Kikuko’s death day.’
‘Good on you for getting a priest in though,’ said Hideji. ‘I haven’t had one over to pray for my
wife for years. Bet she’s furious.’ He took a cigarette from his breast pocket, then glanced at
Koishi as if to gauge45 her reaction.
‘Oh, go ahead,’ said Koishi, setting an aluminium ashtray46 on the table.
‘Excuse me,’ said Hideji, waving his cigarette in the direction of Hiroshi. ‘Mind if I have a
quick puff47?’
‘Be my guest,’ replied Hiroshi with a grin, before retrieving48 a cigarette of his own from his bag.
‘Don’t you think it’s time you gave up? It’s one thing smoking when you’re young, but at our
age . . .’ said Nagare across the counter.
‘I’ve been hearing that a lot recently,’ said Hideji, then took a long drag on his cigarette.
‘You have? Wait – don’t tell me you’ve remarried?’
‘Actually, that’s what brings me here. See, I need your help recreating a certain . . . flavour,’
said Hideji, smiling as he stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray.
‘Thanks for the katsudon – it was delicious,’ said Hiroshi, slapping a five-hundred-yen coin on
the counter and walking out of the restaurant with his cigarette dangling49 from his mouth. Hideji,
following him with his gaze, turned to Koishi.
‘That some sweetheart of yours?’
‘Oh, Hideji, shush!’ said Koishi, blushing as she thumped50 Hideji on the back. ‘He’s just one of
our regulars. Runs a sushi place around the corner.’
‘Hideji, sorry to be so formal, but it’s Koishi who runs the detective agency. Could you fill her
in on what it is you’re looking for? Our office – if you can call it that – is in the back.’
‘Got it. Alright then, Koishi, ready when you are,’ said Hideji, making as if to get up.
‘I’ll just be a moment,’ said Koishi, removing her apron and hurrying to the back of the kitchen.
‘So, Nagare, how long are you going to keep this widower51 thing up?’ said Hideji, settling back
into his chair.
‘Well, it’s only been five years, hasn’t it? If I marry someone else too soon, Kikuko will come
back and haunt me, I just know it,’ said Nagare, pouring them some tea.
‘Still too early for you, eh? It’ll be fifteen years ago this year for me. I figure Chieko will be just
about ready to forgive me by now.’
‘Has it really been that long? Goes quickly, doesn’t it. Feels like just the other the day that she
was inviting52 me around for dinner.’
‘She had her foibles, but one thing’s for sure – no one could cook like her,’ said Hideji with a
sigh. There was a moment’s silence.
‘Well, shall we?’ said Nagare, getting to his feet. Hideji followed his lead.
At the other end of the counter to the kitchen entrance was a small door. Nagare opened it to
reveal a long, narrow corridor which, it seemed, led to the detective agency’s office.
‘Are these all your creations?’ said Hideji, looking at the photos of food plastered along the
walls as he followed Nagare down the corridor.
‘Not quite all of them, but yes,’ replied Nagare over his shoulder.
‘And this . . . ?’ Hideji had come to a halt.
‘I’ve been drying red chilli peppers in the back garden. Trying to do it the way Kikuko used to.
Haven’t had much luck, though . . .’
‘I remember Chieko drying something or other that way too. It all seemed like a bit of a faff to
me, mind . . .’ said Hideji, walking again.
‘Koishi, your client’s here,’ said Nagare, opening the door at the end of the corridor.
‘Sorry to be a pain, but could you write a few things down for me?’
Koishi was sitting on a sofa opposite Hideji, on the other side of a low table.
‘Name, age, date of birth, address, occupation . . . Sheesh, feels like I’m taking out an insurance
policy!’ chuckled53 Hideji, opening up the folding clipboard Koishi handed him.
‘I wouldn’t worry too much about the details, seeing as it’s you.’
‘Oh, but I’m a former bureaucrat54. You won’t catch me cutting corners!’ said Hideji, returning
the clipboard.
‘Diligent as ever, aren’t you,’ said Koishi, scanning Hideji’s rows of carefully printed characters
and sitting up. ‘So, what dish are you looking for?’
‘Nabeyaki-udon. You know, vegetables and chicken simmered with udon noodles.’
‘Any other details?’ said Koishi, flipping55 open her notebook.
‘Well, it’s the kind my wife used to make.’
‘I see. It’s been a while since she passed away, hasn’t it?’
‘Fifteen long years.’
‘And you still remember the taste?’
Hideji nodded, then tilted56 his head to one side as if he’d changed his mind.
‘Well, I have a rough idea of the flavour, and the kinds of ingredients she used, but . . .’
‘No matter how you try, it never quite tastes the same?’
‘Exactly. I see you’ve got your father’s intuition!’
‘Hideji, please don’t tell me you’ve remarried and now you’re asking your new wife to cook
this for you?’
‘Would that be so bad?’
‘Of course it would. It’s a total no-no! Trying to get her to recreate a flavour bound up with
memories of your previous wife . . . I mean, really!’
‘You jump to conclusions just like Nagare too! I wouldn’t have the nerve to try something like
that. No, all I did was ask if she could try cooking us a nice nabeyaki-udon. Anyway, she’s not my
wife yet. She works in my office, and she’s been married once already, just like me. The two of us
get along like a house on fire. She comes over to my place from time to time, cooks us a bite to
‘I see you’ve really rediscovered your youth. All loved up, are we?’ said Koishi, glancing up as
she teased him.
‘At my age, it’s not quite the whirlwind romance you’re imagining. It’s more about
companionship – you know, someone I can share a cup of tea with.’ Smiling bashfully, Hideji
went on. ‘Nami Sugiyama, her name is, but everyone just calls her Nami-chan. She’s a little
younger than me, but she ranks way above me at the office. She handles all the accounts, and the
boss really trusts her. We’re a real duo. Trips to the movies, strolls around the temples – just
having fun, you know.’
‘A new lease of life,’ said Koishi with a grin.
‘She’s living on her own over in Yamashina right now, but her family home is up north.
Takasaki, in Gunma prefecture. Her mother passed away a couple of months ago, leaving her
father on his own. She says she’s going to move back there to look after him.’
‘On her own, you mean?’
‘Well, actually, she asked if I’d go with her,’ said Hideji, his facing turning a bright shade of
‘Congratulations! I mean, that’s basically a proposal, isn’t it?’ said Koishi, clapping her hands
in gentle applause.
‘My son has given the okay too, so it looks like it’s going ahead. The only problem is food. You
know, with her being from up north and all . . .’ said Hideji, his expression clouding over.
‘And that’s where the nabeyaki-udon comes in?’
‘Now, I don’t mean to harp35 on about Nami, but she really does know how to cook. Not just
Japanese food – though you should see the nikujaga stew17 or the seasoned rice she cooks up! No,
when it comes to non-Japanese stuff – curry57, say, or hamburger steaks, she puts the pros58 to shame.
Makes her own gyoza and steamed buns, too. I have nothing at all to complain about. It’s much
better than you’d get in some lousy restaurant! The thing is, though, her nabeyaki-udon just
doesn’t quite hit the spot. She really tries to make it tasty, you know. But there’s a world of
difference between hers and the one Chieko used to make. And nabeyaki-udon is my absolute
favourite. So you see . . .’
‘Got it. Dad’ll think of something. You can count on us!’ said Koishi, patting her chest
‘Sounds like I’m mainly counting on your dad!’ chuckled Hideji.
‘Could you give me a few more details? Do you know what dashi stock Chieko used, or what
ingredients she added?’ asked Koishi, pen at the ready.
‘The dashi tasted like something you’d get at an udon place in Kyoto. I don’t think the
ingredients were unusual. Chicken, negi onion, sliced kamaboko, dried wheat cake, shiitake
mushrooms, prawn59 tempura and egg. That was all.’
‘What about the udon?’
‘They weren’t those thick Sanuki noodles you see everywhere these days. They were softer than
that. You know, sort of . . . squishy.’
‘Sounds like she used proper Kyoto udon. Well, I’ve got a decent idea of the dish now. But,
Hideji, you’ve tried telling Nami all this, haven’t you? And yet it still ended up tasting different.
This could be a tricky60 one to solve . . .’ Koishi was frowning.
‘Maybe it was the ingredients that were different. Or the seasoning61. I just don’t know . . .’
‘Didn’t Chieko ever say anything? You know – about where she bought the udon, or the other
‘Well, I’ve never been that interested in cooking myself, you see. But . . . there was this one
phrase she used to mumble62. Masu, suzu, fuji. Something like that . . .’
‘Masu, suzu, fuji. That was it?’
‘Yes. Just before she set off to do the shopping, she’d always chant it, like some Buddhist
mantra. I can still hear her now.’
‘Was there anything else? Something you remember about the flavour, for example?’
‘I remember thinking it always tasted a little bitter at the end.’
‘Bitter? You mean the dish as a whole?’
‘Not exactly. It was more the aftertaste . . . But I might be wrong. I’m probably getting mixed
up with something else she used to make.’
‘Hard to imagine nabeyaki-udon tasting bitter . . .’ said Koishi, thumbing through her notebook.
‘If I could just eat it one more time, I’d feel a lot better about going off to live in Takasaki. I’m
sure I’ll get used to Nami’s version once I’m there. When in Rome, and all that . . .’
‘Alright then. We’re on the case!’ said Koishi, snapping her notebook shut.
When Hideji and Koishi returned to the restaurant, Nagare turned the television off with the
‘Did the interview go alright?’
‘I wish I could say it went swimmingly, but . . .’ replied Koishi in an uncertain voice.
‘Looks like I’ve landed you with a tough one. Don’t let this case go cold, you hear?’ said
Hideji, slapping Nagare on the shoulder.
‘After all, this is Hideji’s chance to enjoy a new lease of life!’ chimed in Koishi. Following
Hideji’s lead, she thumped Nagare on the back.
‘I’ll do my absolute best,’ said Nagare, his nose wrinkling slightly.
‘So, how much do I owe you?’ said Hideji, putting on his coat and taking out his wallet.
‘Oh, please! You left such a kind offering for my wife, and I haven’t given you anything in
return. Treating you to a meal is the least I can do . . .’
‘Ah, you found that, did you? I thought I hid it under the incense holder63.’
‘Oh, don’t go thinking you can slip something like that past me!’ The two men caught each
other’s eye and laughed.
‘Hideji, about your next visit – would two weeks today work?’ asked Koishi.
‘Two weeks today . . . Yes, that’ll be perfect. I’m off work that day.’ Hideji opened his diary,
licked his pencil, and scribbled64 down the date.
‘You look just like you used to when we went around questioning people,’ said Nagare with a
‘Old habits die hard, eh?’ Hideji slid his diary back into his inner pocket and stepped out into
the street. As he did so, a tabby cat scarpered away from the door.
‘What’s wrong, Drowsy65? He won’t hurt you!’ called Koishi.
‘Is that your cat? It wasn’t here a moment ago . . .’
‘He started hanging around here about five years ago. He’s always half asleep, so we call him
Drowsy. He has it rough, though – Dad never stops bullying66 the poor thing!’
‘It’s hardly bullying. You just can’t have a cat running around when you’re making food for
people.’ Nagare whistled, but Drowsy, stretched out on the other side of the road, seemed to be
pretending not to hear him.
‘Well, I’m counting on you!’ said Hideji, and walked off down the street, making his way west.
‘Another tough case, then?’ said Nagare, glancing at Koishi by his side.
‘Shouldn’t be too tricky. Hideji knows exactly the dish he’s after – he just hasn’t managed to
recreate it,’ replied Koishi, sliding open the door.
‘What dish would that be, then?’ said Nagare, walking back into the restaurant and taking a
‘Nabeyaki-udon,’ said Koishi, sitting down opposite him.
‘From a particular restaurant?’
‘No, the way his wife used to make it,’ said Koishi, opening up her notebook on the table.
‘Oh. Then it will be tricky, trust me. Chieko really knew her way round the kitchen. It sounds
like nostalgia67 might be the secret ingredient here . . .’ said Nagare, flicking68 through Koishi’s notes.
‘The ingredients are all pretty standard, right? But Hideji says he just can’t get it to taste the
same . . .’
‘Chieko was a proper Kyoto lady. I can imagine the sort of seasoning she used. And if they
lived in Teramachi . . .’ Nagare crossed his arms as he racked his brains.
‘Did you know Chieko, then?’
‘Know her? We were good friends. She even cooked for me a few times.’
‘In that case, shouldn’t this be an easy one to solve?’
‘But I don’t remember ever trying her nabeyaki-udon . . .’ Nagare scanned Koishi’s notes
‘This new girlfriend of his – apparently69 she’s a good ten years or so younger than him! Bet
you’re jealous.’
‘Don’t be silly. How many times do I have to tell you: your mother is the only one for me.
Anyway, this Nami – she’s from Gunma prefecture up north, is that right?’ asked Nagare, looking
‘Yes, I think so. He said her family was from Takasaki.’
‘Takasaki, eh . . .’ said Nagare pensively70.
‘Dad, I feel like nabeyaki-udon all of a sudden. How about having it for dinner?’
‘Oh yes. And not just tonight, either. It’s nabeyaki every night until we crack this one,’ said
Nagare, without looking up from the notebook.


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  • As he leaned towards her she instinctively recoiled. 他向她靠近,她本能地往后缩。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He knew instinctively where he would find her. 他本能地知道在哪儿能找到她。 来自《简明英汉词典》
2 trench VJHzP     
  • The soldiers recaptured their trench.兵士夺回了战壕。
  • The troops received orders to trench the outpost.部队接到命令在前哨周围筑壕加强防卫。
3 swirled eb40fca2632f9acaecc78417fd6adc53     
v.旋转,打旋( swirl的过去式和过去分词 )
  • The waves swirled and eddied around the rocks. 波浪翻滚着在岩石周围打旋。
  • The water swirled down the drain. 水打着旋流进了下水道。
4 chilly pOfzl     
  • I feel chilly without a coat.我由于没有穿大衣而感到凉飕飕的。
  • I grew chilly when the fire went out.炉火熄灭后,寒气逼人。
5 scruffily 0e9d0e2b23550a9a98ff5bd4b8b18655     
6 applied Tz2zXA     
  • She plans to take a course in applied linguistics.她打算学习应用语言学课程。
  • This cream is best applied to the face at night.这种乳霜最好晚上擦脸用。
7 exterior LlYyr     
  • The seed has a hard exterior covering.这种子外壳很硬。
  • We are painting the exterior wall of the house.我们正在给房子的外墙涂漆。
8 enticing ctkzkh     
  • The offer was too enticing to refuse. 这提议太有诱惑力,使人难以拒绝。
  • Her neck was short but rounded and her arms plump and enticing. 她的脖子短,但浑圆可爱;两臂丰腴,也很动人。
9 banter muwzE     
  • The actress exchanged banter with reporters.女演员与记者相互开玩笑。
  • She engages in friendly banter with her customers.她常和顾客逗乐。
10 aluminium uLjyc     
n.铝 (=aluminum)
  • Aluminium looks heavy but actually it is very light.铝看起来很重,实际上却很轻。
  • If necessary, we can use aluminium instead of steel.如果必要,我们可用铝代钢。
11 apron Lvzzo     
  • We were waited on by a pretty girl in a pink apron.招待我们的是一位穿粉红色围裙的漂亮姑娘。
  • She stitched a pocket on the new apron.她在新围裙上缝上一只口袋。
12 numb 0RIzK     
  • His fingers were numb with cold.他的手冻得发麻。
  • Numb with cold,we urged the weary horses forward.我们冻得发僵,催着疲惫的马继续往前走。
13 gratitude p6wyS     
  • I have expressed the depth of my gratitude to him.我向他表示了深切的谢意。
  • She could not help her tears of gratitude rolling down her face.她感激的泪珠禁不住沿着面颊流了下来。
14 rustle thPyl     
  • She heard a rustle in the bushes.她听到灌木丛中一阵沙沙声。
  • He heard a rustle of leaves in the breeze.他听到树叶在微风中发出的沙沙声。
15 shovelling 17ef84f3c7eab07ae22ec2c76a2f801f     
v.铲子( shovel的现在分词 );锹;推土机、挖土机等的)铲;铲形部份
  • The workers are shovelling the sand. 工人们正在铲沙子。 来自辞典例句
  • They were shovelling coal up. 他们在铲煤。 来自辞典例句
16 sip Oxawv     
  • She took a sip of the cocktail.她啜饮一口鸡尾酒。
  • Elizabeth took a sip of the hot coffee.伊丽莎白呷了一口热咖啡。
17 stew 0GTz5     
  • The stew must be boiled up before serving.炖肉必须煮熟才能上桌。
  • There's no need to get in a stew.没有必要烦恼。
18 sardine JYSxK     
  • Every bus arrives and leaves packed as fully as a sardine tin.每辆开来和开走的公共汽车都塞得像沙丁鱼罐头一样拥挤。
  • As we chatted,a brightly painted sardine boat dropped anchor.我们正在聊着,只见一条颜色鲜艳的捕捞沙丁鱼的船抛了锚。
19 broth acsyx     
  • Every cook praises his own broth.厨子总是称赞自己做的汤。
  • Just a bit of a mouse's dropping will spoil a whole saucepan of broth.一粒老鼠屎败坏一锅汤。
20 belly QyKzLi     
  • The boss has a large belly.老板大腹便便。
  • His eyes are bigger than his belly.他眼馋肚饱。
21 mere rC1xE     
  • That is a mere repetition of what you said before.那不过是重复了你以前讲的话。
  • It's a mere waste of time waiting any longer.再等下去纯粹是浪费时间。
22 curd oYmzN     
  • I'd like to add some pepper to the bean curd.我想在豆腐里加一点辣椒粉。
  • The next one is bean curd with crab roe.下一个是蟹黄豆腐。
23 extravagant M7zya     
  • They tried to please him with fulsome compliments and extravagant gifts.他们想用溢美之词和奢华的礼品来取悦他。
  • He is extravagant in behaviour.他行为放肆。
24 taro TgVzm3     
  • Main grain crop has taro,corn,banana to wait.主要粮食作物有芋头、玉米、芭蕉等。
  • You celebrate your birthday with taro,red bean and butter.用红豆、芋头和黄油给自己过生日。
25 sipped 22d1585d494ccee63c7bff47191289f6     
v.小口喝,呷,抿( sip的过去式和过去分词 )
  • He sipped his coffee pleasurably. 他怡然地品味着咖啡。
  • I sipped the hot chocolate she had made. 我小口喝着她调制的巧克力热饮。 来自辞典例句
26 chunks a0e6aa3f5109dc15b489f628b2f01028     
厚厚的一块( chunk的名词复数 ); (某物)相当大的数量或部分
  • a tin of pineapple chunks 一罐菠萝块
  • Those chunks of meat are rather large—could you chop them up a bIt'smaller? 这些肉块相当大,还能再切小一点吗?
27 forth Hzdz2     
  • The wind moved the trees gently back and forth.风吹得树轻轻地来回摇晃。
  • He gave forth a series of works in rapid succession.他很快连续发表了一系列的作品。
28 crunched adc2876f632a087c0c8d7d68ab7543dc     
v.嘎吱嘎吱地咬嚼( crunch的过去式和过去分词 );嘎吱作响;(快速大量地)处理信息;数字捣弄
  • Our feet crunched on the frozen snow. 我们的脚嘎吱嘎吱地踩在冻雪上。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He closed his jaws on the bones and crunched. 他咬紧骨头,使劲地嚼。 来自英汉文学 - 热爱生命
29 pulp Qt4y9     
  • The pulp of this watermelon is too spongy.这西瓜瓤儿太肉了。
  • The company manufactures pulp and paper products.这个公司制造纸浆和纸产品。
30 oozed d11de42af8e0bb132bd10042ebefdf99     
v.(浓液等)慢慢地冒出,渗出( ooze的过去式和过去分词 );使(液体)缓缓流出;(浓液)渗出,慢慢流出
  • Blood oozed out of the wound. 血从伤口慢慢流出来。
  • Mud oozed from underground. 泥浆从地下冒出来。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
31 depleted 31d93165da679292f22e5e2e5aa49a03     
adj. 枯竭的, 废弃的 动词deplete的过去式和过去分词
  • Food supplies were severely depleted. 食物供应已严重不足。
  • Both teams were severely depleted by injuries. 两个队都因队员受伤而实力大减。
32 humbly humbly     
adv. 恭顺地,谦卑地
  • We humbly beg Your Majesty to show mercy. 我们恳请陛下发发慈悲。
  • "You must be right, Sir,'said John humbly. “你一定是对的,先生,”约翰恭顺地说道。
33 retired Njhzyv     
  • The old man retired to the country for rest.这位老人下乡休息去了。
  • Many retired people take up gardening as a hobby.许多退休的人都以从事园艺为嗜好。
34 glistening glistening     
adj.闪耀的,反光的v.湿物闪耀,闪亮( glisten的现在分词 )
  • Her eyes were glistening with tears. 她眼里闪着晶莹的泪花。
  • Her eyes were glistening with tears. 她眼睛中的泪水闪着柔和的光。 来自《用法词典》
35 harp UlEyQ     
  • She swept her fingers over the strings of the harp.她用手指划过竖琴的琴弦。
  • He played an Irish melody on the harp.他用竖琴演奏了一首爱尔兰曲调。
36 indigo 78FxQ     
  • The sky was indigo blue,and a great many stars were shining.天空一片深蓝,闪烁着点点繁星。
  • He slipped into an indigo tank.他滑落到蓝靛桶中。
37 Buddhist USLy6     
  • The old lady fell down in adoration before Buddhist images.那老太太在佛像面前顶礼膜拜。
  • In the eye of the Buddhist,every worldly affair is vain.在佛教徒的眼里,人世上一切事情都是空的。
38 incense dcLzU     
  • This proposal will incense conservation campaigners.这项提议会激怒环保人士。
  • In summer,they usually burn some coil incense to keep away the mosquitoes.夏天他们通常点香驱蚊。
39 chuckle Tr1zZ     
  • He shook his head with a soft chuckle.他轻轻地笑着摇了摇头。
  • I couldn't suppress a soft chuckle at the thought of it.想到这个,我忍不住轻轻地笑起来。
40 gourmet 8eqzb     
  • What does a gourmet writer do? 美食评论家做什么?
  • A gourmet like him always eats in expensive restaurants.像他这样的美食家总是到豪华的餐馆用餐。
41 advert eVLzj     
  • The advert featured a dolphin swimming around a goldfish bowl.该广告的內容为一条在金鱼缸里游动的海豚。
  • Please advert to the contents below.I believe you won't be disappointed.敬请留意后面的内容。相信您一定不会失望的。
42 hawk NeKxY     
  • The hawk swooped down on the rabbit and killed it.鹰猛地朝兔子扑下来,并把它杀死。
  • The hawk snatched the chicken and flew away.老鹰叼了小鸡就飞走了。
43 admiration afpyA     
  • He was lost in admiration of the beauty of the scene.他对风景之美赞不绝口。
  • We have a great admiration for the gold medalists.我们对金牌获得者极为敬佩。
44 commute BXTyi     
  • I spend much less time on my commute to work now.我现在工作的往返时间要节省好多。
  • Most office workers commute from the suburbs.很多公司的职员都是从郊外来上班的。
45 gauge 2gMxz     
  • Can you gauge what her reaction is likely to be?你能揣测她的反应可能是什么吗?
  • It's difficult to gauge one's character.要判断一个人的品格是很困难的。
46 ashtray 6eoyI     
  • He knocked out his pipe in the big glass ashtray.他在大玻璃烟灰缸里磕净烟斗。
  • She threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.她把烟头扔进烟灰缸。
47 puff y0cz8     
  • He took a puff at his cigarette.他吸了一口香烟。
  • They tried their best to puff the book they published.他们尽力吹捧他们出版的书。
48 retrieving 4eccedb9b112cd8927306f44cb2dd257     
n.检索(过程),取还v.取回( retrieve的现在分词 );恢复;寻回;检索(储存的信息)
  • Ignoring all, he searches the ground carefully for any cigarette-end worth retrieving. 没管打锣的说了什么,他留神的在地上找,看有没有值得拾起来的烟头儿。 来自汉英文学 - 骆驼祥子
  • Retrieving the nodules from these great depths is no easy task. 从这样的海底深渊中取回结核可不是容易的事情。 来自辞典例句
49 dangling 4930128e58930768b1c1c75026ebc649     
悬吊着( dangle的现在分词 ); 摆动不定; 用某事物诱惑…; 吊胃口
  • The tooth hung dangling by the bedpost, now. 结果,那颗牙就晃来晃去吊在床柱上了。
  • The children sat on the high wall,their legs dangling. 孩子们坐在一堵高墙上,摇晃着他们的双腿。
50 thumped 0a7f1b69ec9ae1663cb5ed15c0a62795     
v.重击, (指心脏)急速跳动( thump的过去式和过去分词 )
  • Dave thumped the table in frustration . 戴夫懊恼得捶打桌子。
  • He thumped the table angrily. 他愤怒地用拳捶击桌子。
51 widower fe4z2a     
  • George was a widower with six young children.乔治是个带著六个小孩子的鳏夫。
  • Having been a widower for many years,he finally decided to marry again.丧偶多年后,他终于决定二婚了。
52 inviting CqIzNp     
  • An inviting smell of coffee wafted into the room.一股诱人的咖啡香味飘进了房间。
  • The kitchen smelled warm and inviting and blessedly familiar.这间厨房的味道温暖诱人,使人感到亲切温馨。
53 chuckled 8ce1383c838073977a08258a1f3e30f8     
轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 )
  • She chuckled at the memory. 想起这件事她就暗自发笑。
  • She chuckled softly to herself as she remembered his astonished look. 想起他那惊讶的表情,她就轻轻地暗自发笑。
54 bureaucrat Onryo     
n. 官僚作风的人,官僚,官僚政治论者
  • He was just another faceless bureaucrat.他只不过是一个典型呆板的官员。
  • The economy is still controlled by bureaucrats.经济依然被官僚们所掌控。
55 flipping b69cb8e0c44ab7550c47eaf7c01557e4     
  • I hate this flipping hotel! 我讨厌这个该死的旅馆!
  • Don't go flipping your lid. 别发火。
56 tilted 3gtzE5     
v. 倾斜的
  • Suddenly the boat tilted to one side. 小船突然倾向一侧。
  • She tilted her chin at him defiantly. 她向他翘起下巴表示挑衅。
57 curry xnozh     
  • Rice makes an excellent complement to a curry dish.有咖喱的菜配米饭最棒。
  • Add a teaspoonful of curry powder.加一茶匙咖喱粉。
58 pros pros     
abbr.prosecuting 起诉;prosecutor 起诉人;professionals 自由职业者;proscenium (舞台)前部n.赞成的意见( pro的名词复数 );赞成的理由;抵偿物;交换物
  • The pros and cons cancel out. 正反两种意见抵消。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
  • We should hear all the pros and cons of the matter before we make a decision. 我们在对这事做出决定之前,应该先听取正反两方面的意见。 来自《简明英汉词典》
59 prawn WuGyU     
  • I'm not very keen on fish, but prawn.我不是特别爱吃鱼,但爱吃对虾。
  • Yesterday we ate prawn dish for lunch.昨天午餐我们吃了一盘对虾。
60 tricky 9fCzyd     
  • I'm in a rather tricky position.Can you help me out?我的处境很棘手,你能帮我吗?
  • He avoided this tricky question and talked in generalities.他回避了这个非常微妙的问题,只做了个笼统的表述。
61 seasoning lEKyu     
  • Salt is the most common seasoning.盐是最常用的调味品。
  • This sauce uses mushroom as its seasoning.这酱油用蘑菇作调料。
62 mumble KwYyP     
  • Her grandmother mumbled in her sleep.她祖母含混不清地说着梦话。
  • He could hear the low mumble of Navarro's voice.他能听到纳瓦罗在小声咕哝。
63 holder wc4xq     
  • The holder of the office of chairman is reponsible for arranging meetings.担任主席职位的人负责安排会议。
  • That runner is the holder of the world record for the hundred-yard dash.那位运动员是一百码赛跑世界纪录的保持者。
64 scribbled de374a2e21876e209006cd3e9a90c01b     
v.潦草的书写( scribble的过去式和过去分词 );乱画;草草地写;匆匆记下
  • She scribbled his phone number on a scrap of paper. 她把他的电话号码匆匆写在一张小纸片上。
  • He scribbled a note to his sister before leaving. 临行前,他给妹妹草草写了一封短信。
65 drowsy DkYz3     
  • Exhaust fumes made him drowsy and brought on a headache.废气把他熏得昏昏沉沉,还引起了头疼。
  • I feel drowsy after lunch every day.每天午饭后我就想睡觉。
66 bullying f23dd48b95ce083d3774838a76074f5f     
v.恐吓,威逼( bully的现在分词 );豪;跋扈
  • Many cases of bullying go unreported . 很多恐吓案件都没有人告发。
  • All cases of bullying will be severely dealt with. 所有以大欺小的情况都将受到严肃处理。 来自《简明英汉词典》
67 nostalgia p5Rzb     
  • He might be influenced by nostalgia for his happy youth.也许是对年轻时幸福时光的怀恋影响了他。
  • I was filled with nostalgia by hearing my favourite old song.我听到这首喜爱的旧歌,心中充满了怀旧之情。
68 flicking 856751237583a36a24c558b09c2a932a     
(尤指用手指或手快速地)轻击( flick的现在分词 ); (用…)轻挥; (快速地)按开关; 向…笑了一下(或瞥了一眼等)
  • He helped her up before flicking the reins. 他帮她上马,之后挥动了缰绳。
  • There's something flicking around my toes. 有什么东西老在叮我的脚指头。
69 apparently tMmyQ     
  • An apparently blind alley leads suddenly into an open space.山穷水尽,豁然开朗。
  • He was apparently much surprised at the news.他对那个消息显然感到十分惊异。
70 pensively 0f673d10521fb04c1a2f12fdf08f9f8c     
  • Garton pensively stirred the hotchpotch of his hair. 加顿沉思着搅动自己的乱发。 来自辞典例句
  • "Oh, me,'said Carrie, pensively. "I wish I could live in such a place." “唉,真的,"嘉莉幽幽地说,"我真想住在那种房子里。” 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹


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