The next night, the pure flavor room was still full of aromas and full of diners.

Wearing a blue cooking suit and a white turban, Xueli bowed deeply and shouted happily: "Two guests, there are really too many people inside, please forgive me, I'm sorry!"

Mitsuhiko Kimura frowned slightly, looked into the curtain, and said, "I'm a regular customer, just add two chairs to me." ”

Yukiri bowed deeply again, "It's really hard to stuff it!" There are already five or six people who have added seats, and the individual seats are almost crowded into the kitchen to cook with Kitahara Shuji, but they really can't be added.

Kimura Mitsuhiko wanted to get angry a little, he said that he was a regular customer, he was the first to come on the first day that Kitahara Shuji was in charge, and he never forgot after eating the imitation version of the Buddha jumping over the wall, and then inquired about the trouble of making that stew, which took a long time, and could only be provided once a week, so even if he was busy with work, he would inevitably come early to report every Monday, but there was an accident today, and he went to pick up someone who was late, and he was directly turned away.

But Yukiri had a childish face, a pair of big eyes were extremely clear, and his face was full of cute smiles, Kimura Mitsuhiko was an adult, and he really couldn't get angry with her, so he couldn't help but gesture with his hand: "What about the short waiter?" I'll have a few words with her. ”

Kimura Mitsuhiko is very generous, gives a lot of tips, belongs to high-quality fat sheep, as long as he comes, Dongmei, who sees the money, will stuff him in anyway, and now Kimura Mitsuhiko is blocked in the snow and thinks of that little one, and thinks that it is better to talk.

Yukiri shook her head and said, "She's injured and dying, and she's recuperating in bed." ”

Mitsuhiko Kimura's eyes widened suddenly, he was still fine once a few days ago, and his life was in danger? Was there a car accident? So unlucky?

He didn't know what to say for a while, and the female companion beside him asked softly, "Mitsuhiko, do you have to eat here?"

Are two people very busy at work, and it's rare to go on a date and come to an izakaya? What is the romance of this kind of place?

Mitsuhiko Kimura took a hard breath, turned his head and said firmly, "You must eat here!" After a pause, he softened his voice and added, "Masami, the taste here is really special, I hope to give you the best." ”

Yami is his girlfriend, her full name is Iizumi Masami, his former sister in college, after graduation, he went to work in a bank but the two of them did not break the relationship, and the relationship foundation is quite good, but after graduating Yami, she entered the big TV station as an assistant to the director, and she was busy working as a newcomer, so she couldn't date on his time, and she had to pick up when both of them were free, but this kind of time was not easy to find, and if you get along less, the relationship will be a little weaker.

Masami Iizumi looked at the snow that looked like a door god, and said unhappily: "But I'm hungry, won't I have to go to the drama later!" She turned her head to look, pointed to the opposite side and said, "If you want to have two drinks, then let's go to the other side, right?"

The other side at least looks a little classy, and the front face is more than ten times stronger than this one-even if you don't book a restaurant in advance, you can't stand outside the store and wait! Your boyfriend is getting more and more perfunctory!

Mitsuhiko Kimura looked at the ARA new izakaya opposite, then looked at the pure taste house, and then looked at his girlfriend who was a little unhappy, and was going to come to Fuyumi next time to protest about not being able to book a seat in advance, so he said helplessly: "Then let's eat a little bit today." ”

He took Masami's hand and walked to the opposite side, and Yukiri was ordered to keep the door open, regardless of the flow of customers, and bowed according to the routine that Fuyumi taught her: "I'm really sorry, I hope you come again next time!"

Mitsuhiko Kimura and Masami Iizumi went to ARA New Izakaya and found that the place was big and there were seats, but the place was so large that diners were very scarce, but this restaurant was holding an event, and the new taste of pork soup was delivered when ordered, and the waiters were super enthusiastic.

Masami Iizumi took the menu and looked at it carefully, while Mitsuhiko Kimura casually ordered a set meal and sat there in a daze.

He still can't forget the deliciousness of the pure taste house, and more importantly, the pleasure that comes from the bottom of his heart after eating it - since he entered that store, he always feels that something else is missing, just to fill his stomach.

He discussed with his girlfriend a few words about what to order, and after ordering, the ARA new izakaya served the food quickly, and the wine and food were served together. Masami Iizumi took a closer look and said with a smile, "It looks pretty good." ”

The taste aside, at least the food is beautifully presented.

They still have a date in a while, they don't ask for much wine, and the meal they order is a set meal, just to fill their stomachs. Masami Iizumi took a sip of pork miso soup with an elegant posture, looking a little satisfied, while Kimura Mitsuhiko took a sip and spit it back very rudely, just frowning and looking at the bowl in front of him.

It's not that it's hard to drink, the taste is average, it's just that it's ready to eat in the morning and at night, and this contrast is very different.

Masami Iizumi looked at her boyfriend with some surprise, in her impression that her boyfriend was always super educated, and immediately looked at the soup in front of her, and then at the soup opposite - what kind of temper was he throwing out?

Is this an expression of dissatisfaction with yourself? Are you tired of yourself?

She suddenly became cautious, after all, it was also a relationship for four or five years, and she was reluctant to break up, so she whispered tentatively: "Mitsuhiko, what's wrong with you?"

Mitsuhiko Kimura stood up suddenly, took out his wallet and threw down a banknote, grabbed his girlfriend's hand and ran out, frowning, "Don't eat here!"

Masami Iizumi didn't know why, and she was dragged away by her boyfriend just before she had time to take her bag, and she felt very strange. But as soon as they ran to the door of the store, the foreman caught up and anxiously asked, "Guest, why are you dissatisfied?"

Why did you run away without even moving after ordering the meal?

Mitsuhiko Kimura has excellent cultivation, and said casually: "It has nothing to do with you, it's just my personal reasons." After saying that, he ran across the street with his girlfriend and lined up directly at the door.

The foreman watched them run over, and then looked back at the sparse customers in his store, there was no atmosphere at all, and after thinking about it, he turned around and went to the manager - it can't go on like this!

Masami Iizumi didn't know what her boyfriend was crazy about, and waited for more than half an hour before it was their turn, at this time she was already a little unhappy, and couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "Mitsuhiko, don't you want to date me anymore......?"

Halfway through her speech, she was pulled into the pure taste house by her boyfriend, and she was immediately stunned by the strong fragrance that came to her face, and she couldn't talk anymore.

Mitsuhiko Kimura also took a deep breath and smiled at her, "This stew is only available one day a week, so I have to eat it here today, sorry, Masami, I think it's worth waiting for a while!"

Masami Iizumi swallowed hard to speak, but she didn't pay attention to what her boyfriend said, she just lost her mind and said, "It's so fragrant!"

Xueli led them to their seats, and also stretched out her little nose to sniff, and agreed: "It's really fragrant!"

Kitahara Shuji is not as picky as Fuyumi, and every time it is done, he will give it to everyone, but after all, it is for sale, and it can't be eaten endlessly by holding a big spoon in the snow and pulling out bowl after bowl - according to the amount of rice in the snow, at least one-sixth of the amount of the jar can be killed.

But after tasting it in the snow, it was still a little sad. It's not fun to eat only one small bowl at a time, if only one day you could hold that jar and eat happily, then your life will be satisfied.

Alas, maybe you will only have a chance after getting married, but now that you haven't passed the door after all, Xiuji can't always give yourself good food.

She led Mitsuhiko Kimura and Masami Iizumi to sit down in front of the kitchen counter, and after giving them hot towels and hot tea, she reluctantly glanced at the jar and went back to the door, taking care of the tables near the door by the way.

Kitahara Shuji glanced at the new guest, and found that it was Kimura Mitsuhiko who was a man, and he was still very impressed by this guest, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "I thought Kimura-san couldn't come today because of something, so let's have two full house blessings first?"

Mitsuhiko Kimura nodded repeatedly, but complained by the way: "Kitahara-kun, your store is also well-known now, so it's time to consider expanding its business and providing reservation services, right?"

He has a dissatisfied stomach, the store is small, the decoration is old-fashioned, and more importantly, the manpower is too scarce, some dishes are only cooked once a week, and he doesn't make any money! What is this afraid of, afraid that these people will not be able to give money?

Kitahara Shuji turned around and went to scoop soup from the jar for him - now there is no need to put this jar replicating Buddha jumping over the wall and then stewing at the door to attract customers, it is too busy - and said with a casual smile: "We are a traditional business, and we do every dish with our hearts, and we can't expand our business." ”

Now that the money has been made quite sufficiently, he is not interested in devoting more time and energy to opening an izakaya, and has no plans to expand his business at all, as for the reservation, it is even more impossible, there is usually no one in this store during the day, who is looking for to answer the phone?

He didn't want to talk too much about this topic, so he looked at the pretty and fashionable women beside Mitsuhiko Kimura, and after placing the imitation version of Buddha jumping over the wall in front of them, he turned around and scooped two bowls of clear soup from a large iron bucket stew and put them in front of them, and said with a smile: "Our new product, white miso fish bone clear soup, is particularly clear and suitable for women, it is a gift today, please try it." ”

Kitahara Shuji is still very good at being a person, anyway, it's not a loss, this Kimura Mitsuhiko usually gives enough tips to eat eight meals for nothing.

Kimura Mitsuhiko nodded in thanks, but his eyes had already fallen on the imitation Buddha jumping over the wall stew in front of him, and said casually: "The wine and other side dishes are up to Kitahara-kun!"

The sake in this shop is very ordinary, and it is this food that makes people swoon.

"Yo, no problem!" Kitahara Shuji replied and got busy, tilting his head and laughing with a few female white-collar workers next to him.

He is now more and more of a shopkeeper, and he can be regarded as a model of doing a line of love and a line of love.

Mitsuhiko Kimura took a sip of the soup lightly, felt the fragrance of his lips and teeth that he had been looking forward to for a week, and then remembered that he had brought his girlfriend here, and turned his head and asked softly, "Masami, how do you feel?"

Masami Iizumi gently covered the small stew pot in front of her with her palm, dipped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and said a little embarrassed: "It tastes good, no wonder you have to come over......"

She is also a big foodie, she didn't resist the tempting aroma, and she had already eaten her share with her boyfriend's talk, which was extremely ladylike.

She wanted to eat another bowl, but her boyfriend was still tasting it, and he was too embarrassed to look too greedy, so he forcibly turned her gaze to the bowl of fishbone consommé next to her—a common dish in izakayas.

Most izakaya try to make the most of the ingredients, such as the bones of the fish that have been sliced and sliced, and they are not discarded directly, but are stewed into a soup with some vegetable condiments, which is very cheap, but some people like to drink this kind of soup.

But this bowl of soup in front of me is too clear, right? like a bowl of boiled water!

She hesitated a little and tasted it, and was stunned for a moment - what kind of soup is this? It has the wind of the sea, the freshness of fish, the tenderness of chicken, the interest of mountains and forests, the fragrance of miso, and more importantly, it rolls over the tip of her tongue like water, leaving only the layers of various flavors that blend with each other, and the aftertaste is long.

If the first bowl of stew is a big complex and simple, bringing together countless ingredients into one, and the strong aroma is so strong that people can't help but swallow it in one bite, then this bowl of fish bone soup is a big simple and complex, and a bowl of clear soup has a thousand tastes, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

Masami Iizumi was stunned there, and Kitahara Shuji brought them two bottles of iced taro roast, and said with a smile: "Drink this today, the side dishes that accompany the wine will be good immediately, wait a minute." ”

"Okay!" Kimura Mitsuhiko answered, seeing his girlfriend holding a soup spoon in a daze, he touched her lightly and asked, "Masami, what's wrong?"

Masami Iizumi looked at the soup in front of her, and fully understood why her boyfriend had to spit it back after drinking the bowl of pork miso soup just now - that bowl of soup is not bad, it can be rated 80 points, but the bowl of white miso fish bone soup in front of her has to be 180 points.

That's a hundred points short!

She drank another spoonful of soup, couldn't help the pleasure in her heart, and wanted to share, and said softly: "This soup is so special, clear but endless, it should be made with mountain spring water, fresh fish bones, chicken soup and handmade miso with a light taste, and it should also be served with shellfish, ham, ......."

Kitahara Shuji happened to hand over the side dishes for the wine, but when he heard it, he was immediately shocked - this is also an expert! Except for the tap water, everything else is not far from ten.

He hopes to reach the highest level of stealing customers, that is, to make customers pay for them and smile willingly, so he also uses his heart to combine local tastes.

This bowl of fish bone consommé is not really clear, but it actually takes a lot of work.

The leftovers of making Buddha jumping over the wall are mixed into a pot, and then the chicken breast meat is chopped into a fluffy form and placed in the soup to absorb impurities, and then the soup is hung after several times, that is, filtered several times, and finally there is a bowl of soup that looks clear and tastes fresh and soft - the soup residue is not wasted, and she eats bibimbap in the snow, but she eats it and some can't run, even if there is a shortage of manpower, she can only be sent to guard the gate.

Kitahara Shuji gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "That's basically right, this young lady's cooking skills must be very good." He turned his head and joked to Kimura Mitsuhiko again: "Kimura-san, you will have a good fortune in the future." ”

Masami Iizum's face turned red, and this carelessness exposed the essence of foodies. However, she gently grabbed Mitsuhiko Kimura's arm, with a little happiness on her face - I thought about it too much before, my boyfriend still values herself very much, this kind of shop should really come, let alone wait for more than half an hour, it's worth waiting for three hours!