Chapter Seventy-Five: Wonderful Food, Wonderful Soup

"Eh~ It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to when soaking in hot springs?" Now that several little girls have learned this tune, Yun'er must bring every sentence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"So, now obba will take you to dinner first. After eating, let's take a break and then go to the bath, keluoji (got it)? Xu Canhao actually knew some things to pay attention to when soaking in hot springs, if Zhou Huiyi hadn't talked about it, he might have been embarrassed.

"yes ~ eat, eat!" Yun'er, this little girl, is like never tireless, always so energetic. At this time, he was yelling in the car, waving his arms.

"You know how to eat." Kim Taeyeon muttered.

"Bao'er, you don't know. Yun'er and the others were once at the Shuangxing stone pot shop outside the company, yes, that's it..."Che Shulan thought of Yun'er's previous troubles, and smiled and wanted to tell Bao'er who was sitting next to her.

"Ahh Sister Shulan can't say it! Yun'er blushed rarely, and in a hurry, she got up and covered Che Shulan's mouth.

"Oh~ what's the matter, and what I don't know?" Xu Canhao was also interested, turned his head and asked.

Che Shulan smiled and broke Yun'er's hand while asking for the help of several other little girls. In the end, Yuna was suppressed by the two little girls on the left and right beside her, and she was pressed to the seat and couldn't move, glaring at Seo Hyun and Kim Taeyeon angrily.

"She and a boy in the company, a trainee, have unclear names. In short, the two of them are in the store..."Che Shulan's words were interrupted again, it was still Lin Yun'er's little girl, which made people even more curious, what was the matter, only the little girl who was not afraid of the earth and the earth cared so much.

"Ah, ah~~Huh~ah~Ah~" Lin Yun'er closed her eyes tightly, opened her huge mouth, and hummed loudly out of tune, trying to cover up Che Shulan's narration.

"Two people are in the store, competing to see who eats the most spicy rice cakes. Yuna later vomited others, but, haha... This stinky girl also had a stomach fuss for two days and was teased for a long time. Che Shulan didn't care about Yun'er's ridicule, and loudly told the incident to a few people who didn't know.

After Xu Canhao heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh. Children are really competitive, and they are still so boring and thankless. ’

"Yun'er, it turns out that the female food god who is rumored in the company is you! Haha..."Bao'er turned her head to tease the miserable, depressed Yun'er.

"Ernie, Sister Yun'er later said that if it weren't for the rice cakes being too spicy..."Xu Xian dodged Yun'er's small hand and continued to smile: "She can eat three more bowls!" ”

There was a lot of laughter in the car, everyone laughed at Yun'er's innocence, and even Carl joined in the fun after Xu Canhao translated it, and wanted to compare the amount of food with Yun'er.

Before I knew it, the car drove up to the soup restaurant that Mrs. Ikeda had introduced. This is a long-established hot spring restaurant.

As soon as the car door was pushed open, the cold wind that rushed into the face like a knife swirled into everyone's loose-sleeved robes. The girls were like frightened ducks, quacking and screaming.

Xu Canhao also couldn't stand the cold, quickly got out of the car, rushed to the eaves of the shop, and pushed open the wooden door painted with Musashi character paintings. The people who followed him rushed into the store in their arms, like a group of refugees fleeing.

There was no sound, only the cold wind outside pushed the crunch of the wind chimes by the door. The biting cold wind behind him from time to time reminded Carl, who came in last, to subconsciously close the door in this strange atmosphere.

"Simimasen, simimasen (sorry. Honorifics to the elders)! It was Zhou Huiyi who reacted first, trotted to the wine table, bowed to the old men and apologized, it was their group that disturbed the self-entertainment of the group of old people in front of them.

"Anuo (that/I said), ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry that the shop hasn't opened yet." A thin man wearing black-framed round glasses and a standard Japanese kitchen robe turned out from behind the wine counter, walked quickly to Xu Canhao and them, bent down and smiled.

"Hello, we are guests introduced by Aunt Yu Meihui. I'm sorry to bother you. But please let us dine here, we won't disturb you any longer. Wonega (please.) informal). Xu Canhao smiled back and explained.

"Eh~ The guest was introduced by the Ikeda family, so that's it. Please sit down, I'll arrange it for you, please. The chef named Saburo smiled and guided everyone to sit down one by one, and then went back to the back of the wine table to work.

Zhou Huiyi was dragged by the two old men to drink two glasses of wine, her little face was a little red, she even waved her hands and refused to drink, bowed and apologized, and then hurriedly ran back and sat down.

"Whew~" After sitting down, Hui Yi let out a long breath. Then he smiled and explained to everyone, "These old people are all residents of the neighborhood, they have nothing to do in winter, and they take advantage of the fact that there are no tourists in the afternoon, so they come here to drink and talk..." One is holding a shamisen, and the other is holding a biwa that is not known where it came from. The instruments of both are a little old and paintless, but the body is shiny, and the owner is used to maintaining it.

"Oh?! Linu-chan, Nako-chan, you two finally came out? ”

"Alone and alone, thinking about people sighed for a long time. What a perch, transplant girl flowers. When the old men saw the second daughter come out, they turned sideways and coaxed. An old man with a wine glass left the high stool, stood up, sang a waka song, danced his sleeves and sprinkled wine, so happy. Seeing this, several old men around also applauded.

"Most Japanese people are like this, this is the folk customs of other people." Xu Canhao saw that a few of the people present were curious, puzzled, and even the little girls had some disdainful looks, and explained with a smile.

"Yes, if you have the opportunity to make your debut in Japan in the future, you will meet some strange people, strange words, strange things, don't be too surprised." Bao'er held the hot tea, rubbed it in the palm of her hand, took Xu Canhao's words, and said to the three little girls with a smile.

"You know people before you are qualified to evaluate. So, don't jump to conclusions about things you don't understand. Xu Canhao took them, and in life, when he had the opportunity, he would tell them some truths or all kinds of knowledge. As for how much you can understand and how much you can understand, it depends on the individual.

β€œnae。” Kim Taeyeon and Seo Hyun answered honestly. Only Yun'er's girl was in a daze with her chin propped up and looking at the two piano girls.

"Chan Hao, don't you have to order your own food?" Che Shulan seemed to be a little hungry, and she didn't feel it outside, but when she smelled the smell of barbecue from the cooking table and was in a warm room, she couldn't help but start making trouble in her stomach.

"Hehe, Mrs. Meihui has already greeted the store, let's wait a minute, the host will arrange it." Xu Canhao drank coarse tea frequently, using the heat to dispel the chill in his stomach.

"Oh~ho! Jiro is coming out! "Xu Canhao's side just appeased the hungry and cold people, and here Jiro, who is also dressed up with Saburo and looks quite happy, carries a large plate of food and walks to Huiyi's side like a singing." Pickled radish, fruit sour kelp, trout fillet, kale with bean sauce, fried tofu, ladies and gentlemen, please take your time and retired! The little nose Jiro, with a handful of seaweed used as a beard in the nasal groove, rose and fell with the name of his newspaper dish, which was quite funny and made everyone laugh constantly.

When Jiro left, most of the eight people pointed their chopsticks at the plate of golden fried tofu, and they all wanted to eat some hot food.

"Hmm~ It's delicious, and there's meat." Yuna took another mouthful of the whole thing, but fortunately it wasn't hot.

"yes, it seems that there is..."Kim Tae-yeon took a bite of half of the tofu and chewed it in her mouth, thinking about what kind of crisp vegetable it was.

"It should be pickled olive vegetables~" Zhou Huiyi said with a small bite of the skin of the fried tofu while taking a small bite of the fried tofu, staring at the vegetable meat in its belly.

"Obba, try this." Xiaoxian picked up the crispy green cabbage with chopsticks, and folded it in half like a barbecue meat, and handed it to Xu Canhao's mouth.

"Well, the sauce here is good, salty and sweet, appetizing." Xu Canhao said vaguely, pointing to the cabbage like a green boat with chopsticks, and a small lump of dried bean sauce on it, which was cleverly attractive.

"Uh, what the hell is this, it's so spicy!" Carl had learned some of the necessary etiquette during his time in Korea and Japan, and now he was starting to make a small noise.

"Haha~ Who told you to dip so much mustard, haha, laughing to death~" Che Shulan sat across from him, pointing at Carl's distorted face and laughing.

"Carl, if you can't get used to eating mustard, dip it in this, the owner's self-brewed soy sauce tastes good." Xu Canhao steadily picked up the trout fillet as thin as a cicada's wings, gently washed it back and forth in the sauce dish twice, put it on his tongue, and let it slowly slide down his throat.

While everyone was talking and laughing, while tasting the flavored cold dishes by the Lake of Ashes, there was a plucked string sound that attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

The two women, I don't know whether to call them geisha or luthiers. Sitting on the small stage, holding the respective instrumental music in his arms, he stroked the piano with a flat face. Xu Canhao was not very good at appreciating this kind of music, and after a short period of playing, one of them, a light-eyed woman with a shamisen in her arms, began to sing a song.

To the ears of those who don't know the rhythm of singing and the Japanese language, this form of singing is at best playing the harp to the cow. And Xu Canhao also needs to work hard to understand the gist of the lyrics, and he has no energy to evaluate his piano skills or singing. But the woman's voice, which is quite clear, winds in this small conservatory, and sings like a lingering sound.

Xu Canhao and his entourage listened for a while and then started chatting again, only those old men, occasionally playing beats and songs, drinking, seemed to be happy, and were the best listeners and spectators on the side.

Jiro didn't shout for the name of the dish this time, and Saburo and Saburo brought a large plate of food to their table. Among them is a large cauldron, Xu Canhao's long-awaited white sea bass soup. The milky white soup, the sea bass with the head and tail slightly exposed, the undulating tender tofu and the thick green bamboo shoots, and the green garlic and red pepper floating on the surface. There are a few bits of black in the soup along the kettle, which are soaked in snow and lichen picked in the mountains. In this way, this is a beautiful picture of a pot that is both tempting and difficult to put down chopsticks, and the wafting aroma alone makes it difficult to hold on, but it is afraid of spoiling the scenery. Saburo put two grilled saury crispy on the outside and tender on the long table, and then set up three or four dishes of seasonal pickles, which is a new round of dinner. The best compliment to the chef is the sight of the crowd wreaking havoc on the table, and when Saburo returns to the table with a smile, he places a large plate of raw, sloppy prawns on the table. Then, there was a large pot of blanched hot and dried soba noodles, and then a small dish of shredded ginger, pickled peppers, leeks, shredded garlic, and parsley was added to the table. Still smiling and bowing, he retreated in Xu Canhao's thanks.

Just when they thought it was time to finish the meal, Jiro brought a large stone pot, beef as a base, and a miso soup with various mushrooms and mushrooms. There are also two aunt-level waiters who appeared for the first time, serving each of them a bowl of Kanagawa's homemade rice, while placing four pots of sake and eight shallow bowls of brown porcelain on the table.

"Jiro, is there anything suitable for little girls?" Xu Canhao rose up and shouted at Jiro, who was busy at the cooking table.

Jiro smiled and didn't answer, holding up a finger in an exaggerated trance. Turning around, he took out a large vat from the bottom of the wine counter, and then brought two pots of bamboo wine to the table, and brought them over. "Home-brewed sweet wine, please enjoy it." Jiro smiled and placed the two flasks in front of the little girls.

Seo Chan-ho stopped Kim Taeyeon, who wanted to take the lead, and fell a little first. "It's really sweet, it's very thick and fragrant! You drink it, I guess there are only so many stores, otherwise we will have to ask for a little bit of it. After hearing Seo Chan-ho's words, Taeyeon and Yoona grabbed a bottle and couldn't wait to pour themselves a glass, and even Seo-hyun, the girl, looked at it and swallowed her saliva. There was really a pearl in front of him, and the previous meal was so delicious, and I listened to my brother's description of this thing, even if this wooden tree was a wine that was harmful to people. Xiaoxian couldn't help but drink two glasses in the end, still not satisfied, blushing, and begging his brother for it.

After eating, several little girls all stood up and fell on their seats without any image, or leaned on the person next to them. Xiaoxian leaned on his brother's shoulder, his face flushed with a faint flush, and hummed to ask Xu Canhao to feed the apples

"A few stinky girls, look at what your belly has become!" Xu Canhao scolded with a smile. "Stand up and move, or you won't be allowed to enter the hot springs later." After speaking, he dragged Xiaoxian and Yun'er who were relying on them up and pushed them around the store.

After about half an hour, the two women who were playing and singing also stopped. The first wave of customers, a young couple, came to eat, and those old men also left one after another, and greeted Xu Canhao and them with a smile. At this time, Zhou Huiyi went to ask San Lang if he could take them to the hot springs.

Saburo smiled and told her to wait, turned around and called, Nako. After a while, the woman who had been holding the five-stringed lute came out of the room, said a few words to Saburo, and then motioned for the group to go in.

"O-San, do you know those people?" After Xu Canhao and the others left, the young couple ran to the cooking table and sat down, and the man asked.

"First-time guest, why is this asked?" Jiro said as he was packing up the dishes.

"Eh~ Uncle, you don't even know Felix?!" The young woman was surprised. As he spoke, he opened his backpack, took out a CD, and began to talk about the two chefs about celebrities.

Xu Canhao had no way of knowing about the affairs of the front hall, he and Carl had finished taking a shower at this time, and only wrapped their bath towels around their lower bodies, and walked towards the hot spring outside in a trembling manner.

"Wow~ It's so cool!" Xu Canhao propped up the stones by the pond and slowly slid down, until he was completely immersed in the hot spring water with a faint sulfur smell below his collarbone, and moaned comfortably.

"Plop~Whoa~" Xu Canhao wiped the water on his face, pointed at Carl indignantly and scolded: "Ah! Do you think this is a swimming pool!? Damn, what a disappointment! ”

Karl stretched out his hand, with an innocent expression, and said, "Little boss, I didn't mean to, I accidentally slipped and fell." ”

Xu Canhao didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and took a hot towel from the low table behind him, put it on his forehead, and soaked it comfortably in the water. From time to time, you can still hear the laughter of girls in the same pool just one wall away.

It is a pond of living water, and the whole pool is in the shape of a gourd, and the place is divided in two by a wooden screen with a narrow mouth at the waist. However, the bottom of the water is permeable and you can swim into each other's pools. The shore is covered with pebbles and non-slip areas, and around the pond are evergreen dwarf pines and cypresses, which are intertwined with rocky wet soil. It is backed by a mountain col and surrounded by dense layers of ancient trees and strange rocks, so that people in the hot spring feel comfortable and quiet, and do not need to worry about anything else.

"Treat the guests to enjoy." Xu Canhao heard the voice of the light-eyed woman again, he took off the towel that was still warm on his face, and looked back to see the woman put down the tray. Inside the tray are a white porcelain wine cup and two light dishes of the same color.

"Thank you." Xu Canhao smiled and bowed to her, took the tray and put it on the water. He poured it for himself, drank it, and put the dish on the tray. Paddle your hand under the water, using the waves to push the swaying vessel towards Karl not far away.

"Ah~ It's really a good place to wash your body and mind, and the only regret is that you can't soak for a long time." Xu Canhao put the towel behind his head, looked up at the gloomy sky, and sighed.

Just as Xu Canhao was obsessively watching, Yun'er's child's voice sounded next door. β€œobba! Sister Bao'er has drilled over! Xu Canhao was awakened by this shout that seemed to be close to his ears, and his hands that were originally supporting the underwater stone bench slipped one by one, and the person had fallen and was nowhere to be seen. There was only the sound of splashing, and then there was the embarrassed laughter and scolding of the next door.