Xia Yan was inexplicably a little flustered.

It's not that he panicked when dealing with guests, he has developed a perseverance mentality in the past two months in bad reviews and bad reviews.

He panicked, and the "flower knife" seemed to be a passive.

What to do if you can't control yourself!

"Calm down, even if it's in the form of 'passive talent', it shouldn't be triggered anytime and anywhere, there must be a mechanism, can I apply my understanding of 'Spicy Specialization' to the advancement of sword skills......

There are two necessary conditions for the mechanic triggered by Spicy Mastery:

First, mental concentration and concentration.

Second, there is at least one spicy flavor in the ingredients of the dish, which is chili pepper in the narrow sense, and Sichuan pepper in the broad sense, as well as all seasoning hot sauces.

"I think these natural skills have one thing in common, which is very demanding on the mental state!"

Xia Yan held the knife, glanced at the ham that had been cut, and then glanced at the complete cucumber next to him, and seemed eager to try: "Give it a try?" ”

He does not allow his kitchen, there are unstable and uncontrollable factors.

Moreover, this is uncontrollable, it is still himself.

This is very serious.

"I can't even eat the first sword skill advancement, I can't digest it, and in the future, the talent tree will spread, and I will start with a few, or more than a dozen sword skills, so wouldn't I be confused and stupid when I first started cutting vegetables?"

Xia Yan tried to concentrate on two things, only focusing about half of his attention on cutting cucumbers, and the other half deliberately distracted to think about some messy life chores.

Takashi Shimada looked stupid.

When cutting ham, it is a chef who shows off his knife skills, but the next moment, it is like slowing down the video infinitely, inflicting a negative state of deceleration on himself, knife by knife, the action is very slow, and the expression is very cautious as if facing a great enemy.

This,The style of painting has changed abruptly!

A cucumber took several minutes, Xia Yan put the wok on the stove, poured oil to heat the pan, and then hurriedly took a towel to wipe his sweat.

"Uncle, something happened, wait two minutes for the fried rice you ordered, and it will be ready-"

Takashi Shimada stopped talking.

"Boom ......"

Soon, it was the fried rice part that Takashi Shimada was familiar with, and he confirmed that what he observed was not beyond his comprehension, and his heart, which had been hanging tightly from the beginning of entering the store, was about to fall back.

Suddenly, I heard the crisp female voice and said in surprise: "Strange, I smell a burning smell, uncle, have you noticed?" ”

Burnt taste?

Takashi Shimada was stunned.

There was a strange smell, which he was subconsciously ignored, because the taste gave him a familiar sense of safety and harmlessness, Shimada Takashi groaned slightly, and a light suddenly flashed in his mind, eh, isn't this the smell that I often smelled when I used to soak in the bath and soak in the sento.

In the old Tokyo, there were many sento, Shimada Takashi misses the sento building near his home that was demolished more than ten years ago, and he has a long list of memories when it comes to sento, even if he is addicted to the lights and wine and goes home very late, but whenever he feels tired, he will always not hesitate to take a set of men's yukata and wear clog shoes and run to Sento.

He likes to soak in the bath, unrestrained, and let himself go.

Sometimes, I smell the smell of soap and the smell of the restaurant now, and I close my eyes and fall asleep unconsciously.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but think of a chimney ten or twenty meters high.

"It's the smell of firewood!"

Takashi Shimada sighed, the old sento boiled water is basically made of firewood, so in order to control operating costs, if only gas is used, a lot of sento will go out of business within a few months.

"Long waiting, this is your 'spicy fried rice'."

At this time, a tray was pushed in front of him, and Takashi Shimada came back to his senses and looked at the steaming fried rice, with a bowl of soup and a bowl of rice next to it.

He picked up the chopsticks and clasped his palms together: "Thank you, then I'll go." ”

Rice is sent to the mouth.

Hot!

I couldn't help but drink a few sips of soup to relieve it, but this time Takashi Shimada was surprisingly quiet, neither complaining about the spicy spicy level of 'Spicy Fried Rice', nor swallowing the rice balls hastily, but chewing with his teeth over and over again, tasting carefully, and then his tense face was inexplicably relaxed, and a taste of comfortable sleep began to be written on his expression.

He seemed to be asleep in his seat.

Seeing this, Xia Yan secretly patted his thigh to review himself: "Damn, this order is going to be yellow, is it because the amount of my 'special bean paste' is not enough to kill?" ”

He was worried that there was a problem with the 'dark index', and he was even more afraid that the guests would praise him and lose a lot of money.

A voice said weakly: "Store Manager Xia, why does your store smell of firewood?" ”

Aono Sumiko put his chin on his hands, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and the small eyes made Xia Yan excited, and in his delicate pupils, he seemed to see his infinitely tall self.

In fact, there is no need for Aono Sumiko to say that when he turned off the stove valve and finished cooking, Xia Yan had already found out.

Moreover, he probably knows what the culprit is.

"One was careless, and I threw myself into it again, ahhhh

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Ten minutes later, Takashi Shimada put down his chopsticks, drank all the beer and soup, and thanked him very seriously.

Sumiko Aono looked at her neighbor next door and clasped her hands together with a smile.

Thank you for your hospitality*2.

"How's it going, are you still satisfied with the new dishes?" Xia Yan asked deliberately.

Aono Sumiko didn't think about it, and looked at the people in the bar with a very tacit understanding, and said loudly: "I'll give a bad review!" ”

Xia Yan gave a thumbs up in response, and his smiling appearance did not look like the chef and manager who had just received a bad review from a guest.

Takashi Shimada: "......"

"Uncle, what about you?" Xia Yan glanced over.

"I—I'll give you a good ......"

Suddenly, the conversation stopped.

Takashi Shimada felt his neck flutter, as if he had fallen into a slaughterhouse, and the murderous gaze of a pig killer was shot at the bar.

"Bad review!"

A snap of the fingers: "Welcome to come often." ”

Takashi Shimada carefully put down the bill to pay for it, then stood up and walked to the door, where he stood for a while, his eyes on Shitamachi, looking for something in the blue sky of Tokyo: "Where can you still see a chimney ten or twenty meters high......

"Suddenly I want to go to the old money soup to take a bath."

……

Seeing off the guests, Xia Yan prepared to wash the dishes and wipe the table.

"Manager Xia, leave it to me-"

Aono Sumiko took the initiative to ask for help, and quickly walked around to the door of the bar.

"I refuse." Xia Yan raised his hand to stop it.

"Hmm! How so! ”

Sumiko Aono looked unhappy and wrote her emotions on her face.

"Don't you really think about it?" Sitting back in front of the bar, watching Xia Yan clean up the kitchen and turn on the faucet to do chores by herself, Aono Sumiko carefully used a negotiating tone, "Please hire a clerk, I can, the part-time hourly salary is not 1,000 yuan, I am really cheap." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yan put on gloves, stopped washing dishes, turned his head and said, "Chengzi-chan, read it to me in a sweet and lovely tone-master, welcome back-"

Sumiko Aono subconsciously repeated.

"Look."

Xia Yan praised him: "Your appearance, voice, and overall condition, it's a pity not to go to a high-end maid coffee house, so don't say that you are cheap." ”

"But I just want to work here at Manager Xia!"

"Why?"

Put the tableware on the stainless steel shelf to dry first, Xia Yan took off his gloves, packed the kitchen waste into a bag, and walked to the backyard.

"You can eat Manager Xia's new dishes for the first time!" Sumiko Aono is in hot pursuit.

She observed Xia Yan's expressionless and fluctuating side face when he piled up the garbage, and added: "Also, this place is very close to the apartment where I live." ”

Following the direction pointed by the girl, Xia Yan raised his head and saw a very tall apartment building on the other side of the canal, not far from the viaduct across the river.

"How do I remember that the housing prices there were very high and the rents were very expensive." Xia Yan couldn't help complaining.

It's just across the river.

On the other side of the river, and the old town of Shitamachi at this end, it is really not a painting style.

"It's expensive, but I can see the Tokyo Skytree clearly in the all-glass study, and the scenery is very good." Sumiko Aono said, "The key is to be able to use a telescope to see the ...... town."

The girl suddenly closed her mouth.

Xia Yan had a headache, "So you work to pay high rent?" ”

"No, that house is an industry in my mother's name, didn't I tell you about Store Manager Xia, I'm a Vtube, a virtual anchor, I was often disturbed by my dad during the live broadcast at my original home, and I was monitored all the time, I didn't like it, so I moved out and lived ......"

"Stop!"

Xia Yan's "Bai Fumei" character in his heart is becoming more and more complete, "Where did you live?" ”

"Shibuya Matsuto."

Very good, Tokyo's traditional celebrity rich area.

The identification is complete.

Xia Yan walked away without looking back: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the temple can't afford to hire a part-time soldier." ”