On the bus, Jiang Yunfeng used his mobile phone to check the shop where he was going to intern, "It's a maid café, but this shop used to be mediocre, but in the first two months, it suddenly exploded in popularity, and it has become one of the must-visit places for almost all otaku who make a pilgrimage to Akihabara." Kohei Chuangzhen, who was sitting next to him, looked at his phone and said enviously. Yes! I can work in an environment full of maid ladies, and I feel happy when I think about it~~" Jiang Yunfeng said excitedly, the soul of the house in his heart was burning.

The in-car radio reminded him to arrive at the station, and Xingping Chuangzhen got up and took down his travel bag from the luggage rack and said goodbye to Jiang Yunfeng, "Ah Feng, my internship location has arrived, go first, see you next week." Jiang Yunfeng also stood up, high-fived Xingping Chuangzhen, and said, "Take care, Chuangzhen, pay attention to your body, don't fight too hard." "Got it, so are you." With that, he picked up his duffel bag and shook his hand and stepped out of the bus.

At noon, the Yuanyue bus finally put Jiang Yunfeng at the intersection of Akihabara, looking at the holy land of the imperial house in front of him, he had never had the opportunity and time to browse in his previous life, today, just came to make a pilgrimage, Jiang Yunfeng shouted "Akihabara!" I'm coming!!! Running happily along the sidewalk, sweeping the anime surroundings one after another, after a while, Jiang Yunfeng's backpack was full of posters, holding the limited edition game in one hand, holding his favorite figure in the other, with a smirk, it seems that he is fully loaded, and the female pedestrians passing by sighed and shook their heads when they saw it, such a handsome boy paper, how can it be a house, hey~~, Jiang Yunfeng, who is mentally extremely satisfied, is now tormented by physical hunger, and under the guidance of a trace of the aroma of fried food, Jiang Yunfeng came to a store that is not big, The sign is a slightly old izakaya, and when you open the door, the interior is old but clean and tidy, and the seats are neatly arranged, and a girl in a pink sailor suit with an apron is looking down at the churning oil pot on the counter, and the counter is lined with the failed works of the previous times.

Jiang Yunfeng walked to the counter and sat down, put down the things in his hand, pointed to the food in front of him and said to the girl, "Can you eat this?" "Yikes! I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, guest, this is my failed work, it's not delicious. The girl raised her head, her delicate and feminine face was covered with a pair of big glasses, and her short cherry red hair was still stained with batter, Jiang Yunfeng picked up the tissue on the table, handed it to the girl, signaled her to have batter on her hair, took those failed products, and said, "It's okay, it's all blown up, then don't waste it, I'll help you eat it." Picking up the chopsticks, I just picked up the deformed meatloaf, but found that the meatloaf was directly disconnected from the place where the chopsticks were clamped, and it fell onto the plate and broke into small pieces. Pure beef filling, only the salty taste of salt, and the amount is also large, so that the meat patty taste feedback and bitterness, the frying time and uncertainty or, the oil temperature is too high to cause the beef to be very chai, there are also problems in the selection of materials, the meat filling fascia is a lot, chewing can not move, and there is no need to use cooking wine and other fishy seasonings in advance, so that the meatloaf has a very strong beef smell. Out of the most basic respect for the cooking chef, Jiang Yunfeng frowned, and swallowed the food that could still be regarded as food in his mouth, the girl wiped her hair, pushed the glasses that slipped off the bridge of her small nose, her face was flushed, and she said in a low voice, "I said that I can't eat it, and the guest is also... Jiang Yunfeng drank two glasses of water in a row to slightly dilute the plague-like taste in his mouth, thinking to himself, this girl's cooking skills are similar to the dark cuisine made by Kohei Joichiro and his precious son who is better than blue in dark cuisine, Kohei Sojina, and is glad that he doesn't have the 'Tongue of God' of Erina Nagikiri, and he feels that it is difficult to swallow, if he uses the 'Tongue of God' to taste it again, he will lie firmly on the ground in minutes. It doesn't matter, "It's nothing, your own food needs to be eaten by someone to know your own shortcomings, so that you can correct it in the future." The girl stared straight at Jiang Yunfeng with big eyes that flashed expectantly, expectantly asking, "Then do I have any shortcomings that need to be corrected?" ”

"Uh... In this case, what your cooking needs is not correction, but rectification. Before the words fell, the door of the izakaya was pushed open, and a big man with a noble figure should enter, the big man led by first looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Yunfeng, looking at it for a long time, that kind of Wang staring made Jiang Yunfeng feel a chrysanthemum cold, instinctively curled up, after confirming that Jiang Yunfeng was not in danger, the big man smiled at the girl in the counter and said, "Future sauce, is your mother in better health now, have those people come to harass you again?" The girl named Future took off her apron and walked out of the counter, Jiang Yunfeng found that the girl's figure was so petite, her height was estimated only to Erina Nagikiri's shoulders, thin shoulders, slender jade arms, straight and delicate legs wearing black silk under the pleated skirt of the sailor suit, and with the same weak personality as Tian Sohui, the whole thing is a superb soft girl, so soft that people want to hold her in their arms and take care of her, and they don't want her to be hurt by the outside world.

In the future, he bowed to several brothers and thanked him, "Thank you uncle for your concern, my mother's body is still like that, and there is no improvement, but after Uncle Billy's help, they haven't come to harass me recently." Uncle Billy laughed, puffed out his chest muscles, and said, "If they dare to come, I don't mind exchanging philosophies ♂ with them, it's lunchtime, Future-chan, let's try your special training strength." Future's face was flushed, and he lowered his head and twisted, "This... That one.... The food I cook is really hard to eat... Obviously, the future has already tasted his own cuisine, Jiang Yunfeng saw this, scratched his head helplessly, got up and said, "Miss Future, your cooking really needs to be rectified, a simple croquette, there is really no one who can make dark dishes, as a thank you, let me guide you how to make a croquette." After that, he walked into the counter, put on his apron, and suddenly thought of something, and asked the future who was following him, "Haven't you asked Miss Fang's name yet?" Future was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, Jiang Yunfeng said in Japanese is an ancient Chinese sentence, and quickly bowed and apologized, "It's really rude, my name is Kuriyama Mikura, and it's really rude to ask the guest to guide the cooking skills." Jiang Yunfeng looked at the bowed Kuriyama Future, his eyes revealed a sense of disappointment, it was too peaceful~, but the change of expression at this moment was keenly captured by Uncle Billy sitting in the store, and shouted, "Boy, it was rude for you to look at a girl with such eyes just now, and besides, what are you from, if you don't take the initiative to introduce, forget it, why do you take the initiative to enter someone's counter!" Jiang Yunfeng reacted at this time and hurriedly apologized, "I'm really sorry, my name is Jiang Yunfeng, and I am a Chinese student who came to study in Yuanyue Chaliao, and this is my student ID." As he spoke, he took out his student ID card and showed it to everyone, "Will a student from a famous cooking family like Enzuki come to Akihabara?" And buy so many home goods? Than with one finger, he easily picked up Jiang Yunfeng's backpack full of posters, grinned at Jiang Yunfeng, and smiled at Wang, "Young man, if you lie or have bad intentions, I will teach you philosophy ♂." Walking in front of Jiang Yunfeng with the appearance of the king, Jiang Yunfeng's little face turned pale with fright.

"In the future, will there be guests?" At this moment, there was a gentle voice upstairs, intimate to the heart, an adult long-haired version of Kuriyama Mirai was wearing pajamas, wearing a shawl against the wall and slowly walking down the stairs, the wife's face was slightly haggard, and the soft cherry red long hair was tied with a leather band at will, draped over the right shoulder, Jiang Yunfeng turned his head to see this Xizi's heart-like wife, and immediately blurted out, "Madam, your hairstyle is very dangerous... (To be continued)