"Okay!"

Yuka Miura happily agreed.

Then, when she found the strange gaze of Sumiko Aono and Takashi Shimada who were sitting next to her, the corners of her upturned lips were immediately smoothed, and she returned to her previous seriousness, emphasizing: "I will pay and settle the bill normally!" ”

This sentence emphasizing personal principles is nothing more than to block the mouths of the two, and she is also afraid of hearing some rumors of using power for personal gain, saying that she eats and drinks for nothing on the street in the name of inspector and supervisor.

"OK, I'll charge you 850 yen."

Ignoring the resentful eyes of Sumiko Aono and Takashi Shimada, Xia Yan took the coin change handed over by Yuka Miura.

"Wait ten minutes!"

He put the coins in the tin box on the inside of the bar, turned around and left the bar.

Sumiko Aono let out a long "pout".

"Xia Yanjun, aren't you making sashimi? Just cut it—" She hurriedly stood up, called out to her friends, and chased after her.

Leaving Takashi Shimada and Yuka Miura, they looked at each other.

"Hey, you're wearing this uniform......" Yuka Miura raised her eyebrows.

"Miss Miura, hello, contemptible Takashi Shimada."

Takashi Shimada didn't stand up and bow like a little minion.

Anyway, he was the little head of the club at the beginning, and he hadn't seen any scenes, so even if he knew that this woman was the same figure as the Discipline Inspection Committee of this neighborhood, and even, he knew the details of the Miura family behind the woman, and now he has transformed into a community of garbage recycling and disposal companies, and he must hug his thighs to live a behemoth.

"Takashi Shimada?"

Miura Yuka frowned, paused for a few seconds, and then said with a strange expression and a tentative tone:

"I see, in a real-name complaint letter, I saw this name."

"Nope! I didn't! ”

Takashi Shimada hurriedly waved his hand, and immediately looked sideways at the corridor, as if he was worried that the chef and store manager in the warehouse at the other end of the corridor heard it, and fiercely argued: "It's definitely the same name, it's not me!" ”

Yuka Miura laughed and said, "Really? ”

Ingredient storage room.

Aono Sumiko saw Xia Yan rummaging through some sealed barrels and bags, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Found it!"

Xia Yan touched a big bag and came out, opened it and sniffed it, and said with satisfaction: "It's very well preserved." ”

"Help me hold it."

Aono Sumiko was confused, and the bag was stuffed in her arms, she saw Xia Yan then turn around again, and found two more sealed bags from the cardboard boxes next to the shelves.

So, the three bags were all opened, and Xia Yan each grabbed a handful of granular ingredients.

The two returned to the storefront.

"What are these?"

The guest saw Xia Yan put a bowl next to the stove.

And in the bowl, there are 3 different colored particles, which are mixed.

"It's peppercorns!" Sumiko Aono returned to her seat and explained to Takashi Shimada, and then cast a look of envy and worry at Hiroka Miura in another position.

This kind of look made Miura Yuka feel inexplicable.

Envy her understanding, because the girl who was not very old just now strongly protested to the store manager that she hadn't eaten enough.

Are you worried......

It's a strange feeling at a gourmet restaurant or a restaurant.

The man working at the bar, who was not a witch, was boiling a poisonous soup with black bubbles.

"Boom!"

The sound of stir-frying attracted the attention of the three guests in front of the bar.

The 3-color peppercorns are directly thrown into the pan and fried, and the pan and lubricating grease are not traced.

As a result, it took 5 minutes to fry a bowl of peppercorns, and Yuka Miura looked down at her watch from time to time, and finally had to remind: "I'm short on time, and there are still many streets to patrol." ”

"Okay, ten minutes is ten minutes, you just wait a little longer!"

Soon, the roasted peppercorns were thrown into the food processor and crushed and ground.

This step takes two minutes.

The fire broke out again, but this time the stir-fry was much more normal, Xia Yan first stir-fried the minced garlic with oil, and then spooned a few large spoons of bean paste from a hot sauce bottle and put it in and fried it together.

"Familiar hot sauce, familiar taste."

Miura Yuka heard the little girl say with full emotion, glanced over, and found that the little girl and the overalls uncle were sitting up straight in their positions, and there were details of swallowing saliva in their throats.

At the same time, the spicy smell that diffused had already made Miura Yuka's smooth forehead begin to sweat.

I didn't plan to fry it until it was very dry, and I didn't add stock or anything.

At the end of the day, add a bowl of mixed peppercorn powder to stir-fry.

"Bell!"

"Done!"

moved a large bowl of hot sauce with a rich spicy flavor to the bar in front of Yuka Miura, and Xia Yan placed a clean and unused sashimi plate next to the hot sauce bowl.

I cut a piece of 'cod white seeds' and placed it on a sashimi plate.

"Please, Miss Miura." Xia Yan said.

Yuka Miura covered her mouth and nose and said with difficulty for a while, "Is this the dark cuisine you plan to make?!" ”

"It's not wrong for you to understand 'dark cuisine', anyway, this is the main dish in my store, and I don't plan to give up the style of numb and spicy in the future, at most reduce the proportion of such dishes and enrich the menu."

As soon as the words fell, a fierce protest voice resounded in the store:

"Manager Xia, you are so eccentric!!"

Sumiko Aono, whose nickname changes with her mood between "Manager Xia" and "Xia Yanjun", is full of anger at being discriminated against and prejudiced: "Obviously an old customer, he casually sent us away with the sauce of thin soy sauce!" ”

Takashi Shimada even protested with the little girl:

"That's right, that's right."

"It's all small plates of sashimi for 850 yen, why is it a time-consuming and labor-intensive 'mapo sauce', but ours is a small dish of soy sauce......"

Xia Yan clasped his arms with both hands: "It's the same price, yes, but it all depends on your mood, you can choose not to eat." ”

Yuka Miura watched silently and suddenly picked up the chopsticks.

Whew!

The moment when the 'cod white seeds' held by the chopsticks come into contact with the red mapo sauce in the bowl.

The organs taken out of the cod's body, the tissue body that has lost its breath of life, actually has a slight shaking feeling, and I don't know if it is Miura Yuka's hand trembling, or this section of white child, because of the hot mapo sauce resurrected.

The setting sun casts a large sunset on the store.

It just so happened that there was a row of chairs in front of the bar, right in the area where the sunset was falling.

The 'white seeds' submerged in the mapo sauce bowl are originally snow-white and delicate, and gradually dyed with red oil.

And the sunset just gave Baizi and mapo sauce a layer of divine luster.

In an instant, like a light of revival magic, Yuka Miura was the first to scream, her eyes widened, and then Sumiko Aono and Takashi Shimada also wiped their eyes.

In their field of vision, there is a faint beautiful picture of cod coming out of the sky, as if they have seen the shadow of a fish jumping in the depths of the ice ocean!

Grunt~

The girl and the uncle, for a moment, stared at Miura Yuka and ate this piece of white seed.

Her face was sweating profusely.

Delicate and delicious.

It is mixed with 3 kinds of Sichuan peppercorns to create hemp and the spicy flavor of special bean paste.

The incredibly rich "texture" frantically impacted Yuka Miura's body and mind, she wanted to scream, stimulated, so exciting, she felt like she was in a hot intestine, falling infinitely, sliding infinitely, just when she was confused and didn't know when she would be able to stop.

"Hmm!"

The white seeds melt and swallow with the sauce.

"How's it going, my 'three peppers in one, cod white seeds' is okay, right?"

Yuka Miura raised her head, looked at the smiling chef in a daze, and asked uncertainly for a long time: "This is the 'dark cuisine' that has been complained and accused by customers?!" ”

"Yes!"

……

At the same time, the world of halberds.

It was renamed the headquarters of the 'Dark Cuisine Club' club, and it was a dedicated cooking room.

Jiu I, who was tirelessly practicing a recipe, suddenly sneezed, "Baga, who is scolding me behind my back?" ”

For a long time, I couldn't have imagined that my 'three peppers in one' would be copied in another world.