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After eating a large plate of food, the round-faced young lady looked sideways, and the troublesome diners at the table didn't know when they left.

She glared at her eyes and said, "Those rascals just left?"

"Don't go away, what are you staying for?" Xia Yu was also full, although his Burgundy red wine beef stew was just 60 points in the system, but he ate very happily.

This is also the first Western food he cooked after coming to this world.

The research experience of the previous life, combined with the hands-on ability to hold a knife at the age of 3 in this life, the original impetuous heart suddenly precipitated, and there was an emotion called a sense of stability.

"Aren't they going to blackmail?" the round-faced young lady was amazed.

"After eating my food, they have a bit of intelligence, and they will know how to leave. Xia Yu shrugged, "Otherwise, if you really have to call the inspectors of the Food Association, they will be the ones who are unlucky." ”

Pure Chinese communication, hearing the neon food association, the round-faced young lady is not strange, and nods with a strained face.

It seems that the neon food association, in this parallel world, is so famous internationally.

"Are you a Chinese?" the young lady of the goddess Fan suddenly asked.

"Yes, the nationality is Chinese, and I haven't been naturalized yet, although elementary school, middle school, and upcoming high school are all spent in neon, but I'm really a Chinese, don't question it, just listen to my standard Mandarin!" Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Waiter, check out. ”

After eating enough, he planned to go back to the small shop early to continue his research on cooking, Xia Yu beckoned to a female waiter, who immediately came over and bowed respectfully, "Guest, Mrs. Kasumigaoka has ordered, your table is free." ”

"Lady Kasumigaoka?"

Xia Yu was stunned, looked up at the restaurant, and found that there was a housewife standing at the cash register, looking at her back, her posture was graceful, and she had the unique charm of a mature woman.

After the waiter's explanation, Xia Yu suddenly realized.

It turns out that the chef of Kasumigaoka is the owner of this Starlight Revolving Western Restaurant, and he is the chef himself, and he even bought the small building of several floors in the shopping street along with the shop, which is quite rich.

"Excuse me. ”

Soon, Lady Kasumigaoka stood in front of Xia Yu in person, bowing and thanking him incessantly, and her dignified and beautiful face was full of helplessness.

"Although my husband used to be a student of Yuanyue, Starlight Revolving Western Restaurant was his first food-related business, and at the same time, he was also the first chef of the restaurant, before that, his cooking skills were abandoned for 20 years......"

"Is that ......?"

Xia Yu was relieved.

It's no wonder that Chef Kasumigaoka was stumped by a few food hooligans and almost lost his mind. It turned out that I was really inexperienced.

However, investing in opening a restaurant by himself and becoming a chef by himself shows that this Kasumigaoka Hideki is obsessed with cooking and can be said to be a chef with a dream. After all, it has been twenty years since he dropped out of school in Yuanyue, and Hideki Kasumigaoka's cooking skills have not fallen behind, on the contrary, he has left the student level and initially has the level of a chef. This is the most precious thing.

Yuanyue dropped out of school, and it is very likely that he was eliminated in the cruel competition, and some people were slumped and never came into contact with professional kitchens again, but some people, like Kasumigaoka Hideki, have never given up their cooking skills even though they are already a successful person.

For this statement, Xia Yu scoffed.

Most people haven't reached the point where they can fight for talent.

Hard work and perseverance are the basic qualities that make a chef keep moving forward.

In any case, Xia Yu is very optimistic about Kasumigaoka Hideki.

……

Under the grateful eyes of the Kasumigaoka couple and a gang of cooks and waiters, Xia Yu left the Starlight Revolving Western Restaurant.

Xia Yu got a lifetime free card for the restaurant, and at the same time, there were two more followers around him.

"What are you doing with me?"

Tucking the card into his trouser pocket, Xia Yu put his hands in his pockets, and glanced at the two Chinese ladies speechlessly.

"We don't need a food guide, so you can take us with you!" said the round-faced young lady with a smile, "How about giving you 10,000 yen a day?"

Xia Yu said with a look at a fool: "This young lady, are you so coaxing me when I am young?"

"10,000 yen, even if you work eight hours, it's only 1,250 yen per hour, don't you know, some time ago, low-income people in Tokyo took to the streets without saying a word, demanding that the minimum wage rise to 1,500 yen per hour......"

The round-faced young lady blushed when she heard this.

"Besides, the tour guide is so tired, my family also has my own small shop, if I go out to do child labor, the old man will definitely tear me apart. The corners of Xia Yu's mouth twitched.

"What kind of shop?"

"Chinese Restaurant......

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yu stopped talking, a little regretful.

Sure enough, the round-faced young lady immediately exclaimed from the side, "Is the Chinese restaurant delicious? I just didn't have enough to eat in the Western restaurant, hurry up and take us to ......."

"How good you are!"

So, when I returned to my small shop, the Chinese restaurant that had not welcomed normal customers for a long time also had two more Chinese female customers.

The old man was resting in the backyard and didn't show up, Xia Yu went into the back kitchen, changed into a clean chef's clothes, stood behind the counter, and pointed to the wooden sign hanging on the wall on the left side of the storefront, "The menu and prices are written on it, you can take a look first." ”

"It looks shabby on the outside, but it's quaint on the inside, and I'm starting to look forward to the food!"

The round-faced young lady muttered quietly and dragged her best friend to the wall on the left.

Pieces of two-finger wide log signs with the names of dishes written in traditional Chinese calligraphy on them and the prices at the bottom.

Available today:

"Sichuan cuisine - boiled fish, husband and wife lung slices, kung pao chicken. ”

"Cantonese cuisine - taro button pork, stewed beef brisket with radish, fried hibiscus eggs. ”

"Lu cuisine - nine turns of the large intestine, a product of tofu, sweet and sour loin. ”

"Su cuisine - Dongpo meat, Yangzhou fried rice, squirrel sea bass. ”

……

Looking at the names of the dishes, they are all very traditional Chinese dishes, but when they looked closely at the prices marked under each brand, the two female tourists widened their eyes and rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen the flowers.

Boiled fish, 4,000 yen.

Taro button meat, 3,500 yen.

Dongpo pork, 3,500 yen.

After a cursory look, the round-faced female tourist took a breath of cold air and said, "The cheapest is Yangzhou fried rice, which costs 3,000 yen a piece...... Robbery!"

Now 1,000 yen is about 60 yuan when converted into RMB, and 3,000 yen fried rice is 180 yuan.

Compared with the price level in Tokyo, the people at the bottom of the neon usually eat a set meal of fast food, which is 400-800 yen, that is, more than 20 to 50 yuan.

Therefore, ordering a side dish or a fried rice at Xia's Chinese Restaurant is worth a whole day's food consumption, and this price can only be said to be very, very expensive!

"What, do you still want to eat?" Xia Yu stood behind the counter with his arms crossed and shrugged his shoulders, he had long expected the reaction of the two Chinese young ladies.

It stands to reason that with such good craftsmanship of his grandfather, the cooking shop will not be crowded.

The reason is the price!

Xia Yu complained to the old man more than once about the black price of the black shop, and the old man's response was a faint "um", what else, what else could he say?