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The middle-aged man's anti-customer-oriented attitude made Xia Yu quite unhappy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The guy who eats half of his supper will have to pay a price. After thinking about it, Xia Yu could only stretch out his hand and say, "Money-"

"Money?" the middle-aged man was stunned.

Xia Yu pointed to the empty bowl, "It's only right to pay for dinner." ”

"How much?"

"Well, let me think about it, this is today's limited supper, there are only two bowls, and if you eat one bowl, you will be charged 10,000 yen. Xia Yu nodded his chin and said casually.

He just wanted to deliberately provoke this impolite guy.

It doesn't matter if he's a regular customer or something. Xia Yu will not be polite to the guy who divides half of his most sumptuous meal every day, and is full of resentment.

Syllable.

Who knew that the middle-aged man didn't bargain and talk nonsense, so he took out his wallet from his black and gray coat pocket, took out a banknote with a denomination of 10,000 yuan and put it on the table, and smiled slightly: "If I can use money to eat Boss Xia's dishes every day, I would rather go bankrupt." ”

Xia Yu was speechless.

In Tokyo, a bowl of ramen usually costs six or seven hundred yen, which is equivalent to more than 40 yuan.

And 10,000 yen is more than 600, which can buy more than a dozen bowls of ordinary ramen.

Needless to say, those who can spend 10,000 yuan to eat ramen are proper local tyrants. Xia Yu didn't show the slightest softness, and easily stuffed this 10,000 yuan bill into his pocket.

What's more, he eats store bread every day to survive, and he blames the old man for being too picky, and only gives him 1,000 yen a day for living expenses.

What is the concept of 1,000 yen?

Bento boxes at the store cost 400 yen each, a box of instant noodles costs 100-250 yen, and of course, since you can ride a bicycle to school, you don't have to pay for the daily train transportation, otherwise Natsu will be at least hungry for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

The hard thing is that Xia Yu has to pay attention to the discount news in the store often, and when he saw that there was a half-price bento that was about to expire, he suddenly turned into a bicycle trapeze. may also be due to luck, he often eats expired bento, and he has not yet vomited and diarrhea.

In a word, there is no one who mixes up to such a point. Xia Yu put his hand in his trouser pocket, his fingertips constantly rubbing the smooth paper of the 10,000 yuan bill, and he was already thinking in his heart, where to go to rub it viciously to replenish nutrition.

"You're Xia Yu?"

The middle-aged man withdrew his wallet, and then continued to look at him with interest.

"It's like a fake!"

Xia Yu looked at the middle-aged man's face at this time, and felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Nodding, the middle-aged man didn't ask again, but looked at the old man in the kitchen, and said loudly: "Boss Xia......"

The old man walked out of the back kitchen door leisurely, standing behind the counter with his arms crossed, cool.

"Mr. Kamihara, do you have any advice?" the old man asked.

"Boss Xia, is this your grandson?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at Xia Yu who was standing next to him, and when he saw the old man nodding, he chuckled, "You asked me to do something, I agreed." However, since this is your grandson, I want to see his cooking skills, after all, you are leaving, and I need a replacement. ”

"Come in-" The old man hooked his fingers at the stunned Xia Yu, his face full of majesty.

Xia Yu subconsciously walked through the storefront to the kitchen.

He didn't notice the middle-aged man's words at all, and was excited about the task prompt given by the Kitchen God System at the moment:

"Make a midnight snack that satisfies Masato Kamihara, and the host will be able to complete the initial task. ”

Standing in front of the cooking table in the kitchen, Xia Yu quickly looked confused.

He doesn't know how to cook at all!

couldn't help but cast a look at the old man beside him for help, but the old man still crossed his arms and looked cool, "When I was your age, I was already a chef in charge, and I independently supported our Xia family's signboard, and now it's you." ”

Get out!

Xia Yu was about to scold, Nima, old man, when did you teach me to cook?

Also, when I'm your age, can I use it less?

As if sensing his inner thoughts, the old man shook his head and said, "What do you think I cook different supper for you every night? This is the simplest and most free dish, if you haven't mastered the cooking method of one or two dishes, it means that you haven't put your mind on improving your cooking skills...... You've lost the soul of the Xia clan!"

The more the old man spoke, the more serious he became.

Both the system and the old man were under pressure, and Xia Yu took a deep breath and realized that he had to catch the ducks on the shelves.

The question is, what to cook, or supper?

The thought turned.

Syllable. Xia Yu clenched his left hand into a fist and smashed it into the palm of his right hand, "Ramen! The beef ramen I just ate!"

He turned to the store and shouted, "Mr. Kamihara, you don't mind having another bowl of beef ramen, do you?"

Masato Kamihara sat there quietly, the storefront was a little bigger, and of course he listened to the conversation between the two grandchildren.

It seems that the next generation of the Xia family is not very good at cooking, he can see Xia Yu's nervousness, and that old man, Masato Kamihara, can't see any inner emotions from that old face that is rigid every day.

"Of course I don't mind if it's delicious. Masato Kamihara replied with a smile.

"Then please wait a minute......

Xia Yu stood in front of the kitchen counter with his chin in his hand, and there was a high-gluten flour for ramen noodles in front of him, and a large pot of water had been boiled on the gas stove by him, and it would soon boil and steam.

To make ramen, you first have to solve the problem of noodles.

There are no ready-made noodles in the store, so you can only pull them yourself. Making ramen noodles well undoubtedly requires skilled basic skills, kneading, slipping, kneading, ramen, getting out of the pot, and getting out of the pot...... Each step affects the final taste and should not be taken lightly.

"System: HostYou have a bound starter pack that you haven't claimed yet, we recommend that you claim it first and then start making your first course. ”

What the hell is the Starter Pack?

The train of thought was interrupted, Xia Yu was not annoyed, but full of curiosity.

Backbite.

There was a crisp sound in his head, and a tree-like talent map similar to a game appeared on Xia Yu's retina.

Cooking Level Lv2.

Idle Talent Points: 1.

“…… When did your cooking skills improve from lv1 to lv2, hey, you also got 1 talent point for upgrading?" Xia Yu was stunned.

So the kitchen god system gave him a detailed system log:

2016/7/20, 7:36PM, the host processed 10 portions of meat ingredients and gained 10 XP.

On 2016/7/20, at 8:20PM, the host processed 10 seafood ingredients and gained 10 XP.

On 2016/7/20, at 9:00PM, the host processed 10 points of vegetable ingredients and gained 10 XP points.

……

The system log until the early hours of the morning.

Cooking skills can be upgraded from lv1 to lv2 with only 100 experience points, but from lv2 to lv3 it is a tenfold increase, requiring 1,000 experience points.

"Get the newbie package!" Xia Yu decided to get the gift bag first.

"System: The host gets a free virtual spin raffle. ”

A turntable screen pops up with a detailed text introduction next to it.

[Ingredients]: Obtain high-grade ingredients from the Kitchen God system.

[Kitchenware]: Obtain the high-end kitchenware of the Kitchen God system.

[Recipes]: Obtain recipes of blue quality and above given by the Kitchen God system.

[Consumable]: Obtain one-time consumable items.

[Special]: The probability is extremely low, and you can obtain super talents such as 'God's Tongue' and 'God's Hand'.

Uh-huh, God's tongue?

Xia Yu is a little messy in the wind, this is the spirit of the halberd eater!