"How old is Sekiya-san? Who? What kind of business does the family have? ”

"Auntie, I'm just fifteen this year. My hometown is Yokohama, Japan. The family happened to be in the same row as my aunt's family, doing a catering business. Sekiya Ryori has branches all over Neon, and the head office is in Yokohama Chinatown. ”

"Even private jets have started, business must be very good, is it already to the United States, Europe?"

"Where, where, Auntie is too polite." Guan Gu explained with a smile, a noble son's style. "Anointing the Child." Nuo Lan Xiaosheng muttered, it seemed that he looked down on the rich second generation, and he was also a little resentful that Guan Gu didn't honestly tell her that he was the rich second generation.

Guan Gu, who heard that something was wrong, immediately added: "Auntie misunderstood. It's not that powerful, it's in the neon country, and it hasn't been outside. That Gulfstream was borrowed by a friend. ”

"That's right. That's pretty good. What do you think of our family......"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" After knowing that Guan Gu was not the kind of extravagant and wasteful rich second generation, Nuo Lan's attitude towards him seemed to have improved again. When Sekiya used to be a pen pal with her, she knew that this little lady wanted her future man to be a self-made rich generation like her father who was loyal to his family. It doesn't matter if you're not rich, as long as you're a hard-working, honest, self-reliant person, as long as you're good to her wholeheartedly. However, her "wholeheartedly" requirements are really a little harsh, and she can be regarded as an idealist with illusions about love.

"I know, don't ask. Don't ask. Guan Gu-san, how old is that friend of yours? Who? What is the ...... at home?"

......

Chatting patiently with Mrs. Du all the way, Master Nuoyun drove Daben to the Lanyatang main store in the former French Concession. Master Nuoyun and Mrs. Du, who were busy with business, arranged for Nuo Lan to take Guan Gu around for a tour and stayed in the guest room first. When he waits for time, Master Nuoyun will try Guan Gu's white case technique first, and if he can see it, he will naturally accept him as a beginner.

This white case refers to the chef who makes pastry in the catering industry. The white case is responsible for the production of pastries and pastries. This type of work is named because it is related to rice, noodles and boards. The white case is divided into "big cases", "small cases" (also known as "main cases") and "noodle pots" and other types of work. Da Case is responsible for the production of bulk pastries, including handmade noodles, wonton wrapper rolling, and various steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, dumplings, etc. The small case is responsible for the production of banquet dim sum, or various dim sum according to the needs of customers. The noodle pot is mainly responsible for the bottom noodles. The Soviet-style white case is the most test of kung fu, and it cannot be passed on, and it can only be similar for a lifetime, and it will not be a god for the rest of your life. In his previous life, Guan Gu was very interested in the craftsmanship of the white case, but unfortunately one is because there is no master to bring it, and the other is because he really has no talent. In this life, there are both talents and opportunities. Although he used "learning Chinese cuisine" as an excuse, if it was just this white case, Sekiya was really interested in learning to make progress every day.

With Nuolan's guidance and explanation, Guan Gu knew that this Lanyatang head office was Mrs. Du's dowry, originally the lyricist of "Night Shanghai" and "The Full Moon is Good", and the old house of Suzhou literati Fan Yanqiao in the French Concession. Mr. Du was afraid that his daughter would marry a poor boy and her life would be too hard, so he married such a house as the first store for the young couple. The ancestor of the Nuoyun family was in the former Qing palace to make the imperial meal for Lafayette, the family is a family of some northern dim sum techniques, when he was young to flee (that ten years of passion burning years) came to the south, followed the Songhe Tower's white case master to learn some old-school Soviet-style dim sum master. As the head of both families, he is determined to forge ahead and constantly innovate, and he became a master in the white case industry in Shanghai when he was young. In addition, the ancestral tomb smoked and married the daughter of the old Du family, and it took a lot of circles all the way to have the scenery of Lanyatang in Shanghai, Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Lan Ya Tang was originally a small three-storey western-style building built by French expatriates, near the International Chapel, on Petain Road (Hengshan Road). The lower two floors are the storefronts of Lan Yatang, and the third floor is the residence. The kitchen is behind the first floor, and the all-glass perspective operation room allows guests to see the white case masters in the lobby with the movements of the white case masters, and the exquisite hairpin embroidery to make delicious snacks, which is pleasing to the eye. The second floor is still a tea house, near the center of the back wall also set up a stage, when the old guests ask, sing Shanghai opera, usually also recruit magic tricks to young people to have fun, the most is to listen to the storyteller to come to the book. According to Nuo Lan, among the several storytellers resident in the head office, Mr. Yang Peng said the best.

The old gentleman is eighty-five. This huge Shanghai beach, ten miles of foreign market drunken gold confusion, ups and downs for more than 100 years, more than half of the old gentleman has experienced, not experienced, it sounds easier than us. Therefore, the myths and monsters of Shanghai, the short-lived stories of the big people, the idle and interesting things between the literati and scholars, and the parents of the small people in the market, this old gentleman is full of good stories. It can be said that the old gentleman is the biggest highlight of the Lanyatang main store in addition to good dim sum and good tea, and many new and old customers are here for the story of this old gentleman.

Nuo Lan pulled Guan Gu to find a good position to sit down on the second floor, and did not bother the masters to make snacks for their own people, and directly called some of the best snacks in Lanyatang Teahouse, which was really four dry, four fresh, four candied fruits, four cold meats, three sweet bowls and four dim sum, the most classic set in the old teahouse. Otherwise, Master Nuoyun is from the north, the process of the old Beijing teahouse is really appropriate, although it is a small French-style building, but the cultural and play furnishings, tables and chairs are arranged, and the business layout is integrated together is the taste of the old Beijing teahouse. Guests from the north and south, young and old, love the style.

Coincidentally, as soon as he sat down and set up the tea and snacks, the rumored old Mr. Yang came to the stage to tell a story. An old gentleman dressed in a dark tunic with a white beard, with a pair of old-fashioned round-framed reading glasses, sat on the Taishi chair with a shake of his robe sleeves, slapped it heavily, cleared his throat and began to speak. What's more coincidental is that the story that the old gentleman told today happens to be related to wontons. is talking about the story of "Human Head Chaos", one of the strange cases of the Republic of China. The old gentleman's storytelling skills are indeed very good, and the guests on the second floor listen to the old gentleman's story quietly, and when it comes to the wonderful points, the guests are not even willing to drink tea and eat snacks that may make a sound

The story is a good story, and the old gentleman tells it better, but Guan Gu always feels that there is something wrong with this old gentleman. Mr. Yang is really not young, his face is still covered with powder, and the color of his lips is not right, it seems to be painted, and there is a faint smell of star anise on his body. Other people's senses are not as keen as Guan Gu's, although they can see that Mr. Yang's face is powdered, but they only think it is the old habit of old artists, and they don't take it seriously.

The old gentleman said that he didn't drink tea for a long time, but just poured something from the wine gourd he was carrying. Guan Gu smelled it carefully and found that the gourd was not filled with wine, but the kind of smell that can often be smelled on the decoration materials - formaldehyde!? What do you not know what formaldehyde is for? Have you heard of formalin? Something is wrong with this old gentleman.

Under the cover of glasses, Guan Gu quietly opened the super-spirit body, the Soul Writing Wheel. The sequelae of using the kaleidoscope when killing Danzo have been restored with the time wrapper, and his eyesight has not been damaged at all.

After looking at it, the old gentleman's heart had long stopped beating, his blood had been drained, and now the cavity was filled with mercury, and he was not a living person! It's a walking corpse! Makeup is to hide the corruption of the body, and formaldehyde is drunk to prevent embalming, and by the way, moisturize the vocal cords.

After looking at it with a spiritual vision, there were still two dead souls in the corpse's body. A ghost trapped in the tongue and vocal cords, and an old gentleman's appearance, should be the ghost of Mr. Yang; The other ghost completely occupies the rest of the corpse, the costume, the costume...... Much more trendy than the old gentleman.

Red hat, mustache, red shirt, white gloves, blue bib pants, brown protective shoes. Horse... Mario!! Grandpa zombie version of Mario!?

Stimulated, and remembering that he had just eaten whole lamb liver next to a corpse that had been rotting for an unknown amount of time, Guan Gu couldn't hold back, turned around and vomited on the ground.

"Sekiya, are you alright? Anything allergic? Nuo Lan asked anxiously, knowing nothing about Guan Gu's discovery.

The surrounding guests cast their eyes, either pity or disgust.

"Mr. Yang" didn't care about these things, finished telling the story, stood up and bowed to thank him, and went out of the store to go home.

Guan Gu vaguely saw the zombie version of Mario showing a playful smile in Mr. Yang's serious-looking body. There was also such a conversation in the shadows.

"Mario, you and I have all fulfilled our wishes, let's reincarnate."

"No, I don't. We are the master of pipes in Shanghai, the elves of Shanghai Beach, I haven't played ...... yet."

What to play? Playing with human life? Is this really Mario? Really the plumber who eats mushrooms??!!