"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Serving ......"

Outside the store, diners lined up in a long line, and the customers in the store were also eager to wear it, but fortunately, Chef Xia's cooking skills have long been different from what they used to be, and he went back to cook the old menu of the small shop, not to mention the more skillful techniques, and many processes were also under his hands, inadvertently, streamlined and merged.

Lei Aoxue is in charge of cutting vegetables, and Xia Yu is in charge of cooking, although the knife skills of this Lei family's descendant have gradually caught up with Chef Xia, but as a helper, it is definitely enough.

The hand holding the knife paused slightly at this time, Lei Aoxue glanced at the young man who opened the glass window of the bar and handed out the hot side dishes, and the expression on his face was an eye-opening trance: "Now, this person gives me the feeling that I am getting closer and closer to those people in Bai Yulou, as well as Mr. Yan and Mr. Xia." ”

What exactly is it like, watching Chef Xia cook up close, Lei Aoxue can't tell.

It was a vague sense of integration.

It's like walking in the old Taoist temple, meeting an elderly white-haired Taoist priest, seeing him meditating on the bluestone, the Taoist rhyme arises spontaneously, and his eyes sweep over and suddenly have a comprehension: it turns out that this is the "Tao" of Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi.

In fact, Lei Aoxue was an eye-opener.

From beginning to end, a group of distinguished guests in front of the bar can be regarded as a fragment of Chef Xia's cooking, and there is no shortage of a second, and they are completely in sight.

Plates of hot dishes are served, the customers in the store are in a commotion, and the people at the bar are shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

"Ahem!"

After a long time, Nagi Senzaemon broke free from his troubled thoughts, coughed lightly, and first picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He moved his chopsticks, and the others followed suit. The dishes here at the bar counter are different from a large plate on the square table, a bit of a Japanese-style meal system, with exquisite retro small plates and small bowls, rice, fist-sized amounts, all kinds of dishes, such as mushu meat, Dongpo meat and West Lake vinegar fish, as if the assembly line machine divided out the goods, the amount of each plate, and even the plating shape, are amazingly consistent, and even the degree of "exquisiteness" is the same!

Everyone saw that their mouths were secretly cold.

Uh-huh.

Through a layer of transparent glass, you can see the young chef's face with a fresh smile. This dish, this plating, was completed by Chef Xia, the big guys at the bar came back to their senses, but the dishes were already in front of them, and the loading and plating before serving the dishes seemed to have been erased from memory.

Aoki Zongtai was speechless, touched his bald head, and said in a cold sweat: "It's natural?"

On the side, the heroine general, Dojima Silver, and Caiba Castle Ichiro, who are slightly higher, have thoughts on their faces.

It took a long time for Ichiro Pau to sigh: "It's too 'harmonious', without a hint of abruptness...... So from a visual point of view, subconsciously it is ignored?"

Nagi Senzaemon, who has a higher vision and experience here, but his pupils shrank, and he said secretly:

'Ten pots of silver chopsticks'?

Only this explains. Senzaemon has a very close relationship with Old Man Xia, and after listening to the old man explain this skill, he has practiced to a high depth, and can manipulate 10 cauldrons to cook dishes of the same quality in one go, and the links of 'plating' and 'plating' are also included.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why the flowing water food on the table in front of you is so delicate that it is printed in the same mold.

The hot meal, of course, is incomparably delicious.

Senzaemon had a great appetite, and after eating three bowls of rice, the small plates and plates in front of him were also looted, and the meat, fish, and vegetables were all turned into endless hot currents in the stomach.

"Plop", the last rice bowl also fell on the table, Senzaemon put down the chopsticks, put his palms together, and the heat above his head gradually dissipated, which made the guests who watched and took pictures outside the store breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mushu meat, good. Senzaemon commented.

"This mushu meat is the Confucian cuisine of Shandong cuisine among the eight major cuisines of China. Dojima took a napkin and wiped the sweat from his forehead, there was a strange red light on his face, and he didn't know if it was because the weather was hot, "The ingredients are very simple, just three kinds of pork, eggs and fungus." ”

"Simple?"

The diners at the back table, hearing this, opened their eyes exaggeratedly, and one of the female professional beauties, with red lips open, said excitedly: "But why have I never eaten such delicious Chinese food?!"

At this time, in addition to a group of bigwigs, Xia's small shop also has a lot of ordinary people, single customers or doubles, less than one table, you have to share a table with other guests, after all, it is an extraordinary period, it is difficult to find a table, and the neon people who are used to sharing meals and sitting alone do not care about such small details.

There was a single old man at the same table, who shook his head and said, "It seems simple, but it is full of luxurious details." In other Chinese restaurants, this plate of 'mushu pork' is definitely the treasure of the town, and it is far from being able to be enjoyed for a few thousand yen. ”

"For example?"

Many diners pricked up their ears.

The big guys at the bar also approved, and the old man said energetically: "Mushu meat, in fact, is also called Mushu meat." What is a wooden tree? In Chinese, this generally refers to hanging flowers. Do you know osmanthus? In fact, when the osmanthus is in full bloom, the shape is similar to that of the cherry blossom, a piece of fine pieces, dotted with stars, and the color is the yellow of the egg!"

"Oh-" shouted a high school teenager diner, "I see, in this dish just now, those eggs were scrambled into fine pieces, which look like osmanthus flowers, so that's why it's called 'Muxi Meat'?"

A large number of diners were stunned: "Ah, those small pieces are eggs?"

"Not really. ”

"I think it's not just eggs, eggs are fragrant, but when I ate them before, my mouth was still fresh and chewy......

When the old man saw that the guests had noticed him, his sense of presence instantly exploded, he coughed, and his voice became more neutral, and said: "Of course, there are more than eggs, otherwise how can it be called full of luxurious details?" In addition to pork, fungus, and eggs, there are also magnolia slices, golden needle vegetables, and daylily. ”

This old man is obviously a glutton, deliberately whetting everyone's appetite, and setting up a pit for people to jump on.

"What is a magnolia slice?"

"Enoki, daylily?"

Seeing a group of young people who were full of food and drink surrounded the old man and begged for explanation, Xia Yu laughed secretly, this old man had a generous face, but he actually had a bad mind. , goldenrod, daylily, isn't that a thing? It's just a different name, a group of young people who seek knowledge, I'm afraid it will be troubled for a long time to pat their thighs to wake up, Nima's bad old man has lied to me for many years!

"Alright. ”

Xia Yu said to Erina and Morita Maki: "They have finished eating, it's time to change the next batch of guests, and they will be open until six o'clock in the afternoon today, let's hurry up and pinch the rhythm tighter!"

Nagi Senzaemon watched the boy turn around and continue to be busy, with cautious thoughts in his eyes. Is it time?

Meanwhile.

The shopping street, Seyshi's White Castle-themed restaurant, is in the final stages of renovation.

There are a few people at Polestar who help out, Megumi Tando cleans, and Kohei Soma climbs the ladder to get paint buckets, brushes, and patches up some white paint for the restaurant sign. Si Yingshi's buckle detail character, in the decoration, is vividly reflected, just like the state of the kitchen.

"Yes, yes, brush it thinner. ”

"On the left, there's a bit of a color difference there. ”

"Ah, it still doesn't feel perfect, Kohei, let's just tear down the whole signboard and start over!"

Kohei Soma was on the ladder and almost didn't catch his breath.

Hey, hey, if it weren't for the senior's promise to him, the restaurant was officially opened, and let him go to the kitchen as a chef to study and experience a semester, he wouldn't have agreed to this tiring errand.

"I knew that I was going to ask Master Sigong, and his restaurant should have my place. Kohei Chuangzhen cast a resentful look at the silver-haired handsome young man below.

Well?

His eyes swept away, Kohei Sojin was stunned, he finally saw the anomaly in the distance of the shopping street, "Why did a large group of people suddenly gather there?"

At this time, Yoshino Yuhime ran back with a fire on his lips.

"Oh no!"

"That store, it's open, it's open!"

Xingping and Si Yingshi looked at each other and asked in unison, "Which one?"

"Xia's shop!"

Thump.

The paint bucket fell to the ground.