Leaving the glittering and luxuriously built aristocratic district, Yu takes Priscilla to a street populated by commoners, full of crowds and small vendors lining the road. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everyone passing by paid attention to Priscilla, whose graceful gown showed off her curvaceous shoulders and delicate collarbones like a delicious delicacy, attracting people to lick it.

"Wow, what a beauty."

"If you can sleep for one night, it's worth dying."

"Hey, that's a bloody bride, and it's going to bring bad luck to your husband."

"Even then, it's worth it to get such a beauty to ecstasy all night, holding her unbearable little waist, and frantically going in and out of her lower body!"

"Her personality is simply a demon in the world, and it is more difficult to conquer her than to defeat Moby Dick."

"Only then can you conquer it feel fulfilling."

The obscene sound of passers-by reached Priscilla's ears, and she seemed to have long been used to it, and she covered part of her cheek with a folding fan, and complained: "Really, it was not good to travel in a dragon cart at the beginning, but let the concubine walk on her feet for so long." ”

"If it's not for the go, how can you experience the last surprise?" Yu took Priscilla's hand and said, "Don't get lost. ”

Feeling the warmth from her palms, Priscilla was stunned for a while, although she wouldn't be like a little girl, but she didn't hate being held by Yu.

Yuhe Priscilla became more and more remote, turning several corners and alleys, entering the sandwich between the houses, the sunlight could not shine in, and the air became a little colder.

Looking at the dark and deep surroundings, Priscilla inevitably felt a bad premonition: "Where are you going to take your concubine?" Where can there be fun things in such dilapidated and backward alleys? ”

"It's almost there."

In the dark alley, I gradually saw the light of a lantern, and I could see a stall standing there.

If Priscilla knew about it, she would immediately recognize it, it was a typical Japanese ramen stand.

A ramen stall is a cart with a soup pot on top and a cupboard with dishes and sake in the cupboard underneath, and a bench is placed in front of the cart so that customers can sit on the bench and eat it, with curtains hanging from the eaves to block their backs, creating a slightly more intimate space on the breezy street. In fact, it is also a Japanese-style spicy tang, but the decoration is more advanced, and the stalls made of wood have an antique taste.

"Oh? It's a novelty stall I've never seen before. Priscilla smiled interestingly.

"Sit down."

Yu took the lead in sitting down on the bench, and Priscilla also sat down slowly, and soon felt a little dissatisfied: "But this is too poor and sour, can you eat the food of this kind of stall?" ”

"This is a suspicion of my general's skills."

The speaker is a middle-aged man dressed in a traditional Japanese white chef's costume, with a rope rolled up from a towel tied to his forehead to absorb sweat.

The middle-aged man squinted and was burly, curious about how he saw things.

Priscilla replied without humility or arrogance: "Hmph, if you come up with a work that can satisfy the concubine, the concubine will immediately allow you to open a 10,000-square-meter store in the most prosperous area of the capital." ”

"Yes, whatever you want to eat, I have everything here, sushi, sashimi, ramen, tempura, only you can't think of it, there is nothing I can't do."

Yu excitedly said, "I want Ichiraku's lobster ramen!" For all other dishes, I will have a serving of everything. ”

The middle-aged man said in a cold sweat: "Can you eat so much?" ”

"Of course! I'm a foodie, and I'm never too much to eat! ”

The boss shook his head, didn't say anything, and instead said to Priscilla, "What about you?" ”

"The concubine is casual, just the work you think is the best."

"Yo Si." The boss began to get busy, and first pinched a plate of warship sushi and served: "Let's eat sushi first, and the ramen will come later." ”

"Oh, boss's caviar sushi!"

Yu picked up one of them and took a sip of it, showing an unusually happy expression.

Priscilla looked at Yu so enjoying, and silently took a taste, and as soon as she took a bite, her taste buds exploded, and she said in surprise: "What is this?" ”

"Caviar."

"You can find this novel stall, I should reward you." It was her first time to eat Japanese food, so it was an eye-opener for her, something she had never experienced before, huddled in a stall with someone, eating food from another world, usually only in high-end restaurants, where she was cooked by the most famous chef in the kingdom.

If she is not deeply involved in the world, take her to see the prosperity of the world; If her heart has gone through vicissitudes, take her to see the sunrise and sunset.

This is Yuxin's plan.

"Haven't you experienced it?" Yu smiled at Priscilla, and then asked the boss to bring a bottle of sake.

The boss put the green wine bottle with the Japanese word "にほんしゅ" written on the bottle on the table, and then lowered his head to look for something in the cabinet: "I looked for the bottle opener first, there are too many clutter, and I don't know where to throw it." ”

"No need."

Yu picked up the sake and took everything with him, as if it was a lightning crossing, and with a 'bang', a third of the long end of the bottle was cut off, and he didn't even see the movement clearly.

"You go off the beaten path once in a while." The boss complained helplessly, how could anyone open a wine bottle like this?

"As long as it can be opened."

Yu poured a wine glass for Priscilla before pouring himself a glass.

Priscilla took a small sip and savored it: "This taste of wine is not nasty. ”

"Hehe, yes, the ramen you will have to add some sesame oil to make it delicious."

"Adding sesame oil to my ramen only spoils the overall taste of the soup is a heresy in ramen!" The boss said righteously.

"Ridiculous! I see a tyrant hidden in your ramen soul, and only a tyrant would easily judge people as heretics! Yu glared angrily.

"In the eyes of the ramen god, he is!"

"Click!"

The boss put two large bowls of Ichiraku lobster ramen in front of Yuhe Priscilla: "Bow your head and eat noodles!" Feel the gospel of the god of ramen! ”

The mouth-watering aroma of the ramen is filled with a variety of high-end and expensive ingredients, such as lobster, abalone, fish plates, and a few slices of chopped green onions, which add to the icing on the cake and further enhance the taste, and this bowl of luxury ramen will cost at least tens of thousands of yen.

"Then you're welcome!"

Yu broke the wooden chopsticks and tasted the boss's god-level ramen, god-level ramen in every sense.

Priscilla hesitated for a moment, then moved her chopsticks, first took a sip of the sweet soup, and then combined with the chewy noodles, as if she had arrived in heaven, and her body and mind were baptized.

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"Whew, thank you for your attention!"

After Yu finished eating, he exhaled a breath of hot air with satisfaction, and then asked Priscilla, "How is it?" Still satisfied? Miss. ”

"Well... It's okay. Priscilla covered her crimson face with a folding fan, and this ordinary life was a unique experience.

"Then we'll go to the next place."

Hiro Priscilla got up and walked to the end of the alley, where the glossy main street was outside.

"Hey!" The boss called out from behind Yu's back.

"What? Do you think I and I should say a formal goodbye to you? Yu turned his head sideways and looked at the boss standing in the stall out of the corner of his eye.

"No, Shenghui 36,000 yuan." The boss instantly paralyzed his face, stretched out his hand indifferently, and his forehead danced with cross tendons.

"Be reasonable! You, a big guy who owns the world and countless world planes, are embarrassed to ask me for the 36,000 ramen money? Vietnamese dong or dark currency? If you want to go back, I'll burn a truckload for you! ”

"I'll cook it myself, don't be dissatisfied." The boss said confidently: "Now I'm just a low-key little boss, I make some money by selling ramen every month to support my poor life, and I even weigh up buying a pack of cigarettes, the clothes you wear are not worth the price, right?" Are you embarrassed to stand up and leave without paying the bill? ”

"Damn, you're addicted to roleplaying? Is the sense of substitution so strong? 36,000 no! Only one gold coin! ”

Yu flew a piece of gold coin out like a hidden weapon of the rainstorm pear flower needle, but was easily taken by the boss.

"It's okay in the future, don't bother me, I'm a low-key citizen, you are the deputy head of the Kingdom Knights, the status is very different, it's better to have less direct contact." After the boss accepted the coin, he began to wipe down the table and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Hell, your sign deserves to be low-key!?"

Yuki snorted and pointed to the front of the ramen stand.

I found that there were four big characters written on it: "Lord God Ramen!" ”