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"How about we swap places?"

In second place in the team were several high school students, one of whom was a blonde boy who squeezed up to the little fat man, took out his wallet and stuffed a 5,000 yuan bill into his hand.

"No, no change!" the little fat man saw sweat on his forehead, and stuffed the banknote to the blonde boy.

"Less?"

The blonde boy gritted his teeth, and this time he pulled out a large bill with a denomination of 10,000 yuan, and his two companions were frightened.

The neutral-looking young man said confusedly: "Yoshitake, isn't 10,000 yen a bit more?"

The brown-haired young man with glasses pondered, "A meat dish costs an average of 3,500 yen. It's not wrong to order three dishes for 10,000 yen. However, just now, the staff member said that the first one had a thanksgiving meal...... The price is hard to measure. As long as it's not a sweet dish, it's a good idea to eat a special dish for 10,000 yen. ”

"I said that the position will not be changed! no amount of money will be changed!" The little fat man noticed more naked eyes around him, and couldn't help but raise his head with a resolute expression.

“……”

Anyway, they were all queuing, and the crowd did not disperse immediately, and continued to surround the little fat man, grinding and hard bubbles.

Small shop backyard.

An Yilun and Sawamura Yingli were placed by Xia Yu in the tea house where the old man often sits, and the two held the hot tea that Xia Yu had just brewed, and the hot temperature of the cup told them that this was not a dream.

The tea house is very simple, and a shed was built in the courtyard corridor, and a low coffee table was placed in it.

Xia Yu came down from the second floor, took a cushion ball in his hand, put it outside the tea house and sat on it.

"Hello, let me introduce myself, in fact, I am the manager of this store......"

Before he finished speaking, Sawamura Eiri exclaimed.

An Yilun was also much calmer, he obviously guessed something through Xia Yu's name, but the second half of Xia Yu's unhurried words still shocked him.

"I'm also the head chef of this restaurant. ”

"Chef, chef?"

Sawamura Eiri stuttered and pointed at Xia Yu dumbfounded.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "...... Are you a student of Far Moon?"

"Why do you ask that?" Xia Yu raised his eyebrows.

"You...... Seems to be about the same age as us. Sawamura Eriri fiddled with her ponytail to hide the imagination in her heart. She thought of Erina Nagi of the Tongue of the Gods, that tsundere girl, who seems to be quite hostile to this shop, could it be because of this young man?

The more I thought about it, the more curious I became.

Sawamura Eiri is known for Erina Nagikiri's reputation, with the 'Tongue of God', she is the youngest member of the Ten Masters in the history of Enyue, and has a lot of reputation in the neon food industry, and has been praised by many seniors as the genius who is most likely to become a master chef in the next ten years.

Therefore, to attract the attention and hostility of the 'Tongue of God', I am afraid that only a genius chef of the same age and level can do it, right?

An Yilun didn't think so much, now his mind was full of food, and the Chinese dishes with all colors and flavors seemed to float in front of him, and his saliva couldn't stop secreting.

He looked at Xia Yu with excited and adoring eyes, "Are you really the chef of this restaurant?"

Because of the relationship that has established a wide reputation in the ACG circle, An Yilun also regards Xia's Chinese Restaurant as a two-dimensional restaurant in his heart.

"It's like a fake. ”

"Whatever food you want, I can cook it for you now. Xia Yu smiled, "This can be regarded as a thank-you banquet." Speaking of which, thanks to you, otherwise our small shop would not have been so hot. ”

"Ah......h

An Yilun was also surprised by Eiri Sawamura.

An Yilun is just that, his ACG well-known blogger identity is not a secret among his friends, but the identity of the 18-forbidden female painter of Sawamura Yingli is impossible for outsiders to know except for his family and a limited number of close friends.

"Are you mistaken...... I didn't do anything!" Sawamura Eriri immediately waved her hand, her face flushed like an apple.

Xia Yu couldn't deny it, and said with a smile: "You better order first, when the small shop opens, I may not have time to cook a sumptuous banquet for you." ”

Sawamura Eiri said, "We don't know what to eat!"

An Yilun also stared at Xia Yu and didn't speak.

"Then I'll play freely, can the two of you eat six dishes?" Xia Yu asked, seeing An Yilun also nodding with Sawamura Yingli pear chick pecking rice, he couldn't help but smile and get up and leave.

In about an hour, six steaming dishes were filled.

"Enjoy—"

Xia Yu didn't come out of the kitchen, and Maki Morita replaced him, brought the dishes to the table one by one, and carefully handed the two a bowl of rice.

Grunt.

As soon as Maki Morita left with her front foot, Sawamura Eiri changed her ladylike reserve, wiped her saliva, quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks, and put several dishes into the rice bowl, mixed with rice, and put them into her mouth in a big gulp, and when she chewed, her happy moans immediately came from the tea house, "It's really delicious!

An Yilun is also gobbling it up.

Among the six dishes, three of them are stir-fried green cabbage, magic mapo tofu and hibiscus crab meat and eggs!

Three glowing dishes at the same table.

This is the gluttonous feast that Anya and Mu Xiaoyue, who have already boarded the plane to return to China, and even dream of it. And An Yilun, who was feasting, and Sawamura Yingli pear, I am afraid that they still don't know the selling price of these dishes in Xia Yu's mind.

100,000 yen per plate.

Don't do a dime less.

……

"You've served all the dishes, right?"

Xia Yu was cleaning the spatula in the kitchen and glanced at Maki Morita who was standing at the door.

"Well, they're having a great time. Morita Maki replied with a smile, standing quietly watching Xia Yu busy, and Miyoko Hojo also changed into a white chef's uniform, handling the ingredients in front of the kitchen counter, and the sound of the knife and the board colliding constituted a wonderful melody of cooking.

Bell!

Suddenly, the antique wall clock in the store rang loudly.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon.

This time, without Xia Yu's instructions, Maki Morita walked around the kitchen to the front desk to receive the queue of people who rushed in from the store.

Because he often helps the family take care of the pastry house, Maki Morita has a wealth of service experience, a quiet face, a faint kind smile, and an orderly reception of guests.

At the same time, a list of dishes with the names of the dishes written on them was handed into the kitchen, and Xia Yu finally didn't have to look at the dishes by himself.

Miyoko Hojo took the list and walked back and forth inside and outside the kitchen, looking for ingredients and cutting vegetables. There are too many people ordering at the same time, and when she is too busy, Xia Yu will also ask her to help watch another wok.

"Miyoko, put the deboned and clean fish in it and fry it for 30 seconds, not even one more second!"

"Give me the diced pork!"

"Help watch the casserole, stop the fire when you hear the sizzling......"

Natsuha skillfully commands Miyoko Hojo.

Having an extra right-hand man makes him feel very happy, and he doesn't have to breathe all the way to cooking, what ingredients he wants, what seasonings he wants, just open his mouth. He didn't know that Miyoko Hojo was not at peace in her heart.