Kitahara Shuji handed the rolled crab roe glutinous rice rolls to Haruna to wrap in a dough coat, put a piece of tofu into a basin of water casually, and then took a knife and began to carve - the sauce tofu in the side dish is ordinary white tofu, and it can't be made into monkey brains, but it also raises the price with all the ingredients, so it can only work on the appearance, at least so that diners don't feel heartache when they are slaughtered.

Haruna watched Kitahara Shuji's movements in surprise while making his moves, only to see that his hands were steady and skillful, holding a small carving knife and turning silently in the water, but in less than two minutes, the originally square tofu became two "white roses", one slowly blooming, and the other was about to bloom.

She was stunned for a moment, and Kitahara Shuji glanced at her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Haruna?"

Haruna came back to her senses, returned her attention to the task at hand, shook her head lightly and said that it was nothing-she couldn't understand what happened to Kitahara Shuji, but in the world of science, she only seemed to understand that Kitahara Shuji was a genius she had never seen before, and a very humane genius, a genius who was willing to spend her time helping their family.

Kitahara Shuji didn't care what Haruna thought, her cooking skills were good and not anti-human, so she couldn't find anything particularly strange, but smiled: "If you think it's fun, I'll teach you later." ”

Haruna was a little surprised, and at the same time couldn't help but be a little moved, and said in disbelief: "Are you willing to teach me?"

"What's wrong with that? "It doesn't matter if Kitahara Shuji is. On the contrary, he hopes that Haruna will be able to stand alone as soon as possible, and he has no intention of being a cook for the rest of his life, if Haruna can stand up, then hand over this shop to Haruna in charge, Fukuzawa's family can continue to have income, and the children can be educated, and he will be considered a successful retirement.

It's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish!

But now is not a good time for class, Kitahara Shuji drained the tofu, and then mixed the sauce and lemon juice, then leaned over to Kimura Mitsuhiko and put it in front of him, and said with a smile: "Guest, sauce tofu, please use it slowly." ”

The single seat in front of the kitchen counter is just that, and the chef serves the food directly, so that they don't have to run around again.

Kimura Mitsuhiko had just finished tasting the cup of Buddha jumping over the wall, looked up at him, and bowed his head to thank him, looking very polite.

He was also immersed in the happiness that comes from the Buddha jumping over the wall.

It was a taste pleasure that had never been seen before, a feeling of warmth that came from the depths of the heart, a comfort that satisfied both body and mind. It's not like he's not seen the world, and to be honest, he's lived so long that he's never had such an extraordinary experience from food.

He looked down at the sauce tofu, and saw two "white roses" lifelike, with distinct petals and delicate stamens, and he couldn't bear to put down chopsticks for a while-this shop is so exquisite, even the side dishes are so meticulous, it is not lost to the century-old famous store in Kansai, and it is not far from the company, why haven't you heard of it before?

He looked left and right and always felt that this plate of tofu roses was perfect, and he couldn't bear to destroy it, and he missed the satisfaction of eating Buddha and jumping over the wall just now, so he hesitated and asked, "May I order another ...... Was that a full house of good food just now?"

He instinctively felt that this shop was very unusual, and he had excellent personal cultivation and a very respectful attitude, and he was a little worried about what traditions this shop had, such as the kind of special stews that could only be ordered once per person - the more delicious the shop, the more rules and traditions, and he was afraid of ruining his reputation, and he was very reluctant to sell.

But he was worried in vain, there are not so many problems with a fast-growing grass-headed celebrity chef like Kitahara Shuji, if the person in front of him can afford the price, let alone order another one, he can sell all the jars, and directly greet Dongmei from afar: "The guests want another cup full of blessings." After speaking, he gave the fried crab roe roll to Mitsuhiko Kimura and put it in front of him.

When a diner heard this, he also raised his hand and said, "Please give me another one!" This is Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and he killed it directly, and then felt regretful in his heart, so he could only focus on one portion.

Mitsuhiko Kimura looked back and ignored the man, and then turned his head to see that the crab roe roll in front of him was cut into slices and placed on a plate in a diagonal row, and there was a white and tender radish flower next to it, which was slightly exuding heat. Nakamura Shinhiko put a slice in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and was stunned to find that this small dish was actually better than others, and it seemed that it was not crab roe sauce used, but real crab roe - how did you get fresh crab roe this season?

He turned his head to look at the cooking wooden sign hanging on the wall, and found that 599 yen was written on the bottom of the crab roe roll, and he was a little ashamed - it turned out that this restaurant not only has outstanding food taste, but also has real ingredients, even if it is nearly twice as expensive as other stores, it is a matter of course, not to rip off customers, he has some misunderstanding.

The store is not good, but it is a restaurant with perfect cuisine, and it is you who judge people by their appearance!

The crab roe in his mouth was extremely umami, and the tongue was strongly stimulated, Nakamura Shinhiko endured it for two endurances and picked up a small simmering glass of ice, and suddenly the aroma of the wine was excited, and the umami seemed to be stronger, straight to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but show a happy look on his face.

He glanced at Shuji Kitahara, who was busy behind the kitchen counter, and was a little convinced by the young shopkeeper - with this general's cooking skills, this restaurant lacked time to accumulate, and maybe he would have to reserve a seat to eat again in the future.

At this time, Dongmei ran over with a cigarette and sent a cup of Buddha jumping over the wall, and her little face was irrepressibly happy. The thing sold so well that as few came in and ordered one bowl, and more had already eaten three bowls—she had finally finished her temperance before she did anything to raise the price temporarily, and rushed out the door to change the price from 2,899 yen to 3,899 yen per cup.

She had spied in front of the door, and the smell of the jar had filled half the street, and the employees of the ARA new izakaya across the street had begun to probe their brains in this direction, as if they were finally impressed by this opponent who had never paid attention to it.

She was very proud in her heart, and when she looked back at the more and more people in her store, she had a sense of pleasure of revenge - she never thought that she could take revenge with an altar!

The temptation of Buddha jumping over the wall is much stronger than a simple side dish, Nakamura Shinhiko's mind immediately turned back to the small bowl in front of him, and he lowered his head again and drank the soup, feeling a little impatient, and slightly lost the dignity of a senior elite white-collar worker.

That heart-warming sense of happiness is really greedy.

He took a sip of soup and went to pick up the crab roe rolls, and the extremely beautiful tofu carving finally started, only to feel that the refreshing and cool with sour lemon juice was very refreshing, and even the simple side dishes made people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

He finally knew what food was, and it turned out that food was used to convey happiness.

And he was eating vigorously, savoring the happiness that had long since disappeared in the harsh competition in the workplace, when he suddenly heard someone behind him slam the table, and couldn't help but look back in surprise, only to see a company employee of his age who was shooting the case.

The company clerk probably didn't work in a good company, although he was also dressed in a formal suit, but it was obviously a cheap suit of the color of the road, and standing there with no surprise in the room, he drank half a glass of draft beer and shouted: "That's right, I can't let my friends down anymore!"

Kitahara Shuji also looked up in amazement, who is Tomoko? He took a closer look, and found that there were no women around him, not even companions, and he had the impression that he had just come in and drank with a sad face.

Fuyumi was also startled, and quickly trotted over and asked carefully, "Guest, what happened?" At the same time, she turned her back and gestured to Natsuori Natsusa, so that they could also be on guard.

The man put the empty wine glass on the table, his face became even more determined, he took out his wallet, took out a five-thousand-yen bill and put it on the table, and said in a confessional manner: "I am a coward, I am afraid that I will not let my friend be happy and let her down a piece of her heart! I am such a fool, I will confess to her now! No, I will propose to her!"

With that, he bowed, grabbed his briefcase, and ran out like crazy, leaving only a faint "Thank you", while Fuyumi stood at the table in a daze—was this drunk? But this guy ordered a full cup of draft beer!

However, she was stunned for a moment and reacted, grabbed the 5,000 yen bill and chased out the door, shouting, "Guest, I haven't given you change yet......"

But when she went out, she found that the man had not heard at all, and had already run wild through the streets like a wild dog, and disappeared in an instant.

Standing behind the kitchen counter, Kitahara Shuji felt like a "crystal" dog. What kind of hidden feelings have you been aroused, and what kind of buff have you been transformed into?bold?Decisive death?Why did you choose to propose?

The duration of the buff is only 120 minutes, and after two hours, you regret it.

When he retracted his gaze full of worry, he found that Nakamura Shinhiko, who had finished eating in front of the kitchen counter, did not look right. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face felt like his soul had been purified.

Kitahara Shuji is a little numb, this dish made by teasing B skills won't make people mentally ill, right? He asked cautiously, "Guest, what's wrong with you?"

Nakamura Shinhiko opened his eyes, and the trace of anxiety that seemed to exist forever in his eyes had disappeared, and he said very calmly: "It's just that I suddenly felt something, and I got back the feeling of simple hard work." ”

Then he looked down at the empty soup bowls and plates, and sighed, "Amazing cooking!" After saying that, he didn't wait for Kitahara Shuji to answer, took out 20,000 yen from his wallet and put it on the kitchen counter, turned around and walked out, "I'll come again!"

Stress is nothing, calming down and working hard is the best way to combat stress!

Now he wants to be quiet, sort out his inner thoughts, and meet the challenge without anxiety or pressure!

Kitahara Shuji looked at the banknotes on the kitchen counter, and then looked at the calm and quiet back of Nakamura Shinhiko, a little I didn't know what to say, and he couldn't touch the banknotes as a chef, so he hurriedly greeted: "This guest, I haven't found money yet......"

Nakamura Shinhiko just raised his hand lightly and said that there was no need, and left without even looking back, and Fuyumi ran over, put 20,000 yen into his pocket without hesitation, looked at Nakamura Shinhiko's back and said, "He's a ...... Satisfied?"

Paying twice as much for the drink should be beyond the general satisfaction, but this looks like the momentum of walking!

But Dongmei just asked, the guests were constantly attracted in, and they were getting busier and busier, and they couldn't care about what the diners thought!

She turned her head to Kitahara Shuji and Haruna and ordered: "Table No. 2 salted peanuts and salted edamame, table No. 4 charcoal-grilled ray fin, table No. 6 offal chowder, those two guests ordered tamako...... After finishing a large string, she added: "Haruna, the guests in front of the kitchen counter are entertained by you, and you can't be busy." ”

Chunna was very happy to see that even the single seats in front of the kitchen counter were almost full, and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, eldest sister!"

Is this what it's like to have a celebrity chef in the store?

Fuyumi finished her order and turned around to greet the new guests. Her expectation today was that it would be best to have four or five tables of customers, seven or eight individual customers, but she didn't expect that the big jar made by Kitahara Shuji was amazingly powerful, and it was as desperate as a trap to kidnap people into the store, and in the end it was full, she could only be painful and happy in the case of manpower tension Xia Zhi stood at the door and kept bowing and apologizing to the new guests, and her apron and small money pocket with money became more and more bulging over time, just like being five months pregnant.