Chapter 222: Kanto Boiled Fried Eggs
Who is that guy? It looks like it's quite literary, but the mouth is quite poisonous, little rascal?
After being choked by the young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, Hinata naturally spoke up and said: "Boss, your oden boiled fried eggs here are made from native eggs produced yesterday, refrigerated for a period of time before processing, and then wrapped in a thin layer of yamba fried clothes before taking them to fry, and after frying, they are soaked in the oden soup base for more than six hours before this texture and taste appear, am I right?" ”
Don't look at Hinata's young age, but she has also eaten and seen people, plus she already has "white eyes" and is proficient in medical ninjutsu, if she wants to dig into the mystery of the food, she can even parse it down to the cellular level.
"It's ....... It's all right, isn't your family doing this too? ”
When his unique secret recipe was revealed in one word, Daddy Bomb couldn't help but leave fine beads of sweat on his face.
"No, I just like food, but those who can attack others with food shouldn't be qualified to be a gourmet, at most it's just a."
When he said this, Hinata's eyes unabashedly looked at the golden-haired literary young man next to him who was staring at him, and snorted with his nose as if he was provocative.
This little devil has a poisonous mouth....... However, she was able to analyze her father's "Oden Boiled Fried Eggs" so thoroughly after eating it once, it seems that this eldest lady has a good artistic talent.
Although he was recoiled by Hinata mercilessly, the golden-haired man didn't seem to be very angry, but showed an inexplicable smile.
"You're right, it looks like I was rude before." The next moment, the golden retriever man nodded to the eldest lady, raised the wine glass in his hand by the way, signaled for a while, and drank it all, which could be regarded as an apology.
"Yo, I can't imagine you're quite honest."
Frankly speaking, it was not Hinata's surprise that this guy would admit his mistake so simply, and she originally thought that if this kid provoked again, she would drag him out and beat him up.
"Art must not be fake, right is right, wrong is wrong, since you can understand the taste of Daddy's "Oden Fried Eggs", then your level is at least above the vast majority of laypeople in the world, very good. ”
When the young man put the cup on the table, Daddy Bomb immediately filled the cup for the young man, and it seemed that this guy was still a regular customer.
Is right right and wrong wrong....... After listening to this guy's words, Hinata couldn't help but feel a feeling of being impressed by him.
This sentence is simple to say, but for the vast majority of people in the world, many times even if they realize that they are wrong, they will not admit it, but will find various reasons to justify and shirk.
However, this golden-haired man generously admitted that he was wrong when facing such a young girl, and this bearing alone is absolutely unusual.
"Hey, are you a painter or a writer or something?"
At this time, Hinata unceremoniously sat on the stool next to the golden retriever man and observed the guy's face curiously.
Although his face is a little immature, it can also be described as handsome, but this guy's dress and expression seem to have a faint feminine atmosphere, if it is not a sissy, this temperament usually only appears in people who engage in art.
Hum. But what Hinata didn't expect was that when he heard "painter" and "writer", there was obvious contempt on the golden retriever's face, and he said arrogantly: "How can that kind of person be compared to me, Uncle Ben is a real artist, do artists understand?" ”
"Is it just a weirdo who always tinkers with something that ordinary people can't understand, and then indulges in it?"
"Maybe the same could be said...... After all, the vast majority of people are mediocre people, and even what mediocre people can understand is not art, and it is normal not to be able to understand it. ”
"It's complicated."
"Of course, otherwise how can it be worth my life's energy to pursue, and this pursuit is never-ending."
The golden retriever man sighed, it seemed that today's "work" was not going well, so he also became more sentimental.
Meanwhile, inside the large villa where Goyuki had defeated the Wind Demon Clan, he and Tonegawa were going to the underground vault to inspect the crime scene.
"This is it, this morning that guy came in like no one, and then seemed to use something to blow up the vault directly."
After coming with Goyuki, Tonegawa stretched out his hand and pointed to the large hole at the entrance of the underground vault that was large enough for an adult to enter, with a helpless expression on his face.
This underground vault is the private property of President Hyoto, but due to the relationship between Goyuki and Tonegawa broken into once, the contents have been looted once, and today is the second time it has been damaged.
It's just that when Goyuki saw the marks on the door of the vault, he frowned and said to Tonegawa, "Is there a portrait of that guy?" ”
"No, because he's so fast that the blacks don't even see clearly, they just know that the guy is a young man with blonde hair."
"And what did he steal?"
"Nothing was stolen, and although there was a lot of money in it and it was rummaged through, it didn't seem like what he was looking for wasn't there."
A young man with blonde hair? And treat money like dung? Don't take any money?
After listening to Tonegawa's words, Goyuki reached out and touched the blown up gate, and in his eyes, he could clearly see the blast marks left at the destroyed section of the door, as well as the small amount of "clay" left by the door.
There was still a small amount of chakra left in this "clay", it was supposed to be something related to blasting, using this blasting clay young blonde man, and the target was something in the underground vault instead of money, but what did he really want? And this description........ Isn't that guy?
In Yuxing's memory, there was indeed a blonde man in this world who liked to play with explosions, but he didn't expect that guy to appear here.
Thinking of this, Yu Xing immediately asked the black-clad bodyguard next to him to hand him a pen and paper, and then quickly began to write according to the appearance in his memory.
After a while, a young man with blond hair covering one eye, and a very artistic-looking young man appeared on the paper.
"Tonegawa, follow this portrait to find someone, his name should be ......"
"My name is Deidara, I don't know what to call this eldest lady?"
In the "Kanto Absolute Flavor Bomb", the blonde man who had finished eating, Deidara stood up from his stool and said to Hinata, who was also planning to leave.
"Hinata, what kind of art are you doing? Engraving? ”
After chatting with this blonde man for a while just now, Hinata found that this kid was quite interesting, but at this time she still kept an eye on her and didn't report her surname, plus the camouflage contact lenses she used to wear when she went out, so no one should be able to see her identity.
"Good name, very earthy fragrance....... But what kind of art I'm playing, I'll let you see it with your own eyes rather than talking about it with my mouth. ”
"Let me see it with my own eyes? Over here? ”
"Right here, wait a minute."
At this time, Deidara immediately turned around and carried Hinata on his back, and then lowered his head and rubbed it there with his two hands on a stool next to him.
But at the moment when he started to "work", Hinata's face changed slightly, because she actually felt a powerful chakra gushing out of the artist!
Chakra of this magnitude....... It's almost comparable to his brother, who is he?
What to do? Do you want to observe him with "white eyes"? But it's still rude, won't it anger him?
"Hoo hoo hoop blah Miss, look good! ”
When Hinata hesitated to thoroughly observe the specific situation of this guy, Deidara quickly turned his body back, and at the same time, a somewhat strangely colored "Oden Fried Egg" appeared on his hand.
Yes, the "Oden Fried Eggs" look exactly like the ones cooked in the pot next to them, and no one can tell the difference between them and the ones in the pot, except for the fact that the color of the fried eggs is a little gray.