"Great health care".

Three capital Chinese characters appeared in the direction of the advance. These three words, neatly and magnificently, are carved on a signboard hanging in front of the store. However, how does this antique-looking signboard seem to be hanging crookedly?

"Good! We're here. Kenji Kobayashi, who led the way, stopped.

"Senior, is this the store?" Yuki Takami wanted to be sure, after all, the appearance of this store is not very eye-catching, if there is any special feature in the exterior decoration of the storefront, it can only be said that it is a Chinese style - including this wooden carved sign at the door.

"That's right, it's this store, let's go in......" As he spoke, Xiao Lin took a few steps up and hung up the store's signboard, and sure enough, the store's signboard was indeed crooked.

The two opened the door and walked into the store.

"Welcome." The well-known Japanese-style hospitality words sounded in my ears again.

The exterior of the restaurant is decorated in a Chinese style, and when you walk into the restaurant, the interior is still a semi-open kitchen layout typical of a Japanese restaurant, and the seats for guests are Japanese open.

At first glance, there are only a handful of empty seats around the kitchen counter - the business is really good.

"Master, I'm here again." Kobayashi directly greeted a middle-aged uncle wearing a chef's hat in the cooking table.

"Hello...... Welcome ......" The uncle of the owner and chef temporarily stopped what he was doing, raised his head and reluctantly replied.

However, looking at the uncle's expression, it seems that he is still in the process of identifying the characters, and the cooking work in the uncle's hands involuntarily stops completely......

"Master, it's me." Kobayashi took off his black-rimmed glasses.

"Kenji, it's you!" Uncle Skewer smiled, "You haven't been here in a while. ”

"Isn't it like spring training has just ended?" Kobayashi put his glasses back on and sat down in a position facing the cooking table, "From tomorrow, we will be busy again." ”

The shopkeeper's uncle suddenly realized, "Oh, that's it...... Tomorrow is the start of the game. ”

"Yes, the season is about to start again, no, I also brought a newcomer over today......" Kobayashi deliberately accentuated his tone, "Oh, hey, hey, super newcomer!" Kobayashi motioned for Gao to come and sit down.

Realizing that it was time for him to appear, Takami hurriedly came over to say hello, "First time we met, I'm Yuki Takami." ”

"Yo, the young man is very handsome......" The shopkeeper's uncle first looked Gao Jian up and down, and then the uncle pretended to cover his mouth, lowered his voice, and said with a desire to cover up, "It's a lot more handsome than Kenji." ”

Xiao Lin expressed dissatisfaction, "Oh yes, Master, this kid has a baby face, where is he more handsome than me?" ”

The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Haha, the most popular thing now is tender little fresh meat...... Kenji, you have to admit the brutal truth - you're already an overcooked piece of meat. While making fun of Xiaolin, the uncle restarted the work at hand, the knife light was bursting, and the meat slices were flying - good knife skills!

"I'm not a little fresh meat!" Takami speaks for himself, little fresh meat, what Takami doesn't want is this evaluation.

Takami's voice was louder, and it completely attracted the attention of the diners in the restaurant.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's rude to talk so loudly." Kobayashi pulled Takami, and Takami suddenly sat down in the guest seat on Kobayashi's right-hand side - almost directly opposite the cooking table.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Takami hurriedly apologized to the owner's uncle.

The uncle showed a kind smile, and then the smile suddenly froze, "Little brother, you look very kind." ”

Belch? What does this mean?

"Well, the more I look at your face, the more I feel as if I've seen you somewhere......" The shopkeeper stopped what he was doing again, as if he was stuck in thinking or remembering, "Where have you seen it?" ”

"Kenji, what's the name of this little brother?" When the shopkeeper's uncle asked Kobayashi, he covered his mouth with his hand, but Takami sat so close that even if he didn't want to listen to it, he had to hear it all clearly.

Kobayashi couldn't help but laugh and replied, "Master, this kid's name is Yuki Takami. ”

"Takami...... Yuki, Takami...... Yuki ...... "Uncle the shopkeeper muttered to himself," the name ...... I think I've heard ...... at some point."

At this time, a chubby diner sitting next to him suddenly stood up, "Yuki Takami? Could it be...... That Yuki Takami? ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong, Taro, what do you know? Hurry up! The shopkeeper's uncle hurriedly turned his head and begged for assistance.

The fat eater's name is Taro, and his tone is very cautious, "Master, I'll take a look before I ......"

Fataro got up and left his seat, and walked over to take a closer look.

"Can't be wrong, can't be wrong." Fataro came up with the result, "Master, this Yuki Takami is the same Yuki Takami who broke into the final four of Koshien last year!" ”

"Nani?!" The uncle hurriedly turned his head and stared at Takami's baby face.

"Oooh! That's the face, I remember! The shopkeeper's uncle was also shocked, "In the semi-finals of Koshien last year, the play-off was beaten by a goodbye two-point cannon and finally hated, and failed to achieve the two joint hegemony of the summer league. ”

The shopkeeper's uncle showed regret as he spoke, "It's a pity, I was the most powerful pitcher in Koshien last year, but I couldn't make it to the end......"

Eater Fataro also expressed his opinion, "Oh yes, Master, Takami-kun started acting as an ACE when he was in the second grade, and he had already won the Koshien Winning Banner once at that time. ”

Uncle Shopkeeper insisted on his point of view, "Of course I know this, didn't I say it just now, I didn't succeed in Xia Jia, Lianba." ”

Eater Fataro touched his chin and began to recall, "If I'm not mistaken, I took a summer car, a spring car." ”

The shopkeeper's uncle was surprised, "Huh? Have you ever won a spring nail? ”

The shopkeeper's uncle questioned, "I haven't taken the spring armor...... right?"

Eater Fataro insisted, "I remember taking it." ”

Uncle the shopkeeper fought back, "That's if you remember wrongly, you didn't take it." ”

Eater Fataro countered, "I'm not mistaken, I took it." ”

"Didn't take it!"

"Take it!"

Seeing that the two of them continued to talk, the situation was about to become unmanageable, Kenji Kobayashi touched Yuki Takami with his elbow, "Takami, it looks like ...... These two will be your fans, don't you want to say something? ”

Takami nodded, stood up, and mediated, "Two, two, listen to me first, when I was in the first grade, I did win the spring armor in my high school......"

Eater Fataro applauded Takami's timely assist, "Look, I'll just say I got the ...... of Chunjia" Fataro also made a V-shaped victory gesture and danced a tap dance to celebrate the victory...... I really can't see that this fat man still has this hand.

Seeing Fat Taro dancing in front of him, the shopkeeper's uncle had an expression on his face as he squatted in the bathroom for an hour.

Xiao Lin interjected at this time, "Takami hasn't finished yet...... Let him continue to finish his sentence. Xiao Lin turned his head and gave the shopkeeper an inconspicuous look.

Uncle the shopkeeper understands in seconds, this is an assist, "Let Gao Jianjun say, let Gao Jian himself say Gao Jian." ”

Takami coughed and finished his previous words, "That spring armor was the winner...... I hadn't played as a first-year student at the time......"

"Hahaha!" The shopkeeper's uncle laughed three times, and his eyebrows fluttered - sure enough, he laughed the most beautiful at the end.

Fat Taro stopped dancing and sat back in his seat, and Fat Taro raised his hand indignantly and signaled, "Master, add a Genghis Khan barbecue (mutton)!" And a lamb liver! Madame! Bring me another draught beer! "Fat Taro wants to turn grief into appetite.

"Yo Xi, thank you for your patronage." The shopkeeper's uncle winked triumphantly and playfully.