Sakura, don't be like this, it's all guests when you enter the door. The old man said.

His face was wrinkled, he raised his head and glanced at Zhang Beiye, took out the menu with a smile, and handed it to Zhang Beiye.

There were only six dishes on the menu, and Zhang Beiye couldn't understand them.

"The small shop in the deep alley, there are not too many dishes, forgive me." The old man said, very polite.

The granddaughter flew a fork to stick in people's eyes, but he was so quiet, he knew at a glance that he was a master who had seen the world.

Sakura Miyamoto walked over, grabbed the fork, and watched as Hashimoto muttered.

Jun Hashimoto trembled with fright, and could only quickly defend himself.

"Translate it." Zhang Beiye said.

"She asked me why I wanted to be with you and bring you here, and I said Madame asked me to follow you." Hashimoto Junkaido.

No one around here knows the true identity of Miyamoto Sakura, and Jun's betrayal of Hashimoto is a capital offense according to the rules of the Shekou Group.

Zhang Beiye nodded, looked at Miyamoto Sakura, handed her the menu, and said, "I don't understand, give me a copy of the food on it." ”

Sakura Miyamoto snatched the menu and went to the refrigerator to get the ingredients.

It seems that this little nine girl really doesn't remember herself.

In the bite of Omen, is it a white bite?

There must be a little subconscious, after all, when she was fighting Xin Tianhuan, she was almost killed in order to save herself.

The old man was quietly cooking food, Miyamoto Sakura silently put her hands down, glancing at Zhang Beiye from time to time, she didn't understand what this foreign boy was going to do, her eyes were too ambiguous, and she seemed to be very familiar with herself.

"Sir, how can you tell at a glance where I am from?" Zhang Beiye asked curiously.

"Hehe, at my age, no one has ever seen it, in 1935, I played the three strings in the old Shanghai Hongdao Hall, and I was very interested in Chinese culture, especially the four masters of Yuanqu, so I learned some." The old man said.

"Oh, in 1935, it turned out that the old gentleman was also one of the invaders, disrespectful and disrespectful." Zhang Beiye's tone of voice was mocking and very unpolite.

"You speak to my grandfather politely." Sakura Miyamoto said.

Her Chinese has actually improved, and with such a grandfather, it should be easy to learn if she really wants to.

"Sakura, work hard, I'll chat with Mr. Xiao, don't be rude." The old man said.

Then he looked at Zhang Beiye again, brought a tempura to the two of them, wiped his hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, my hands only play the three strings and cook, and accompany the courtesans, and they can't control the behavior of the invaders, nor do they stain the blood of innocent people." You have a good saying, the drama is ruthless, and I was a playmaker for fun at that time. ”

Everyone said so, Zhang Beiye couldn't say anything, and he didn't want to argue about such a big proposition.

Since ancient times, the weak eat the strong, rather than blaming others for being inhumane, it is better to be stronger, like a wild king, the woman and family who dare to provoke me will definitely make your soul scattered.

Eating tempura, the taste is indeed quite good, Hashimoto Jun didn't dare to eat at all, and his big eyes kept glancing at Miyamoto Sakura.

She was really afraid.

As long as Sakura Miyamoto looked at the two of them, she had a murderous aura.

Zhang Beiye was so rude that he dared to be disrespectful to his grandfather, which annoyed his adoptive father Takayama Hirofumi.

If it weren't for Mrs. Snake asking her to kill Nagano Village in the Asian region tonight, Zhang Beiye would have to be a violent corpse on the streets.

It wasn't until the guests in the back entered the door that her eyes converged.

Zhang Beiye put a piece into Hashimoto Jun's mouth and said, "Eat, she doesn't dare to do anything to you." ”

Jun Hashimoto could only open her mouth, since Zhang Beiye boasted that she was the wild king, she was very afraid, how dare she not eat.

At this time, Wang Sihua came in, snatched the last piece, dipped it in soy sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth, admiring more than that.

"Brother, you need to dip it when you eat tempura, this soy sauce is so delicious, it must be homemade, you haven't touched it." Wang Sihua said crookedly.

The old man turned his head to look at Wang Sihua and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao is very interested in food." ”

"That's, that's, let's make another plate." Wang Sihua said.

He is a gluttonous ghost king, and all the delicacies in the world can only be made through his soul, and the food of the island country is no exception.

"Sir, I heard that your sake is very tasty, so let's get some." Wang Sihua said that he had already read the comments on the Internet.

Zhang Beiye drank wine, it tasted good, but it was a little strange, he was not used to drinking it.

He came to meet Miyamoto Sakura first, but he didn't come to taste the food, and he didn't have much research on eating, after all, he was a child from a poor family, as long as he could eat enough, he couldn't compare with the rich second-generation Wang Sihua.

At twelve o'clock, the diners began to increase, all of them were tired overtime workers, some of whom drank too much and slept on the table.

The old man didn't care, and he didn't rush, but went to close the door, and it was already very cold outside.

"Old man, what you make, I can make it after eating it once, believe it or not?" Wang Sihua said.

"You should eat less." Zhang Beiye said.

The people of the island country are more about quality, this kid eats too much, can't digest it, and spit it out in someone's store later, but it's too disgusting.

"Don't worry, brother, I went to the bathroom to vomit when I came in." Wang Sihua whispered.

The old man naturally didn't believe it, his craft had been practiced for many years, and tempura looked simple, but if you want to make it into the best delicacy, you can't do it without a little effort.

"I don't believe it." The old man laughed.

"Let me try?"

"Come in." The old man smiled heartily.

Zhang Beiye has always been wary of him, but Wang Sihua is more ambitious, and he really entered the kitchen, ready to learn cooking skills with the old man.

"As long as you can control the heat and blow up to my level, I'll play a tune for you." The old man said to Wang Sihua.

"It's a deal." Wang Sihua turned up the heat very proudly and began to fry the tempura.

Without waiting for Wang Sihua to finish blowing up, the old man hurriedly nodded, expressed his approval, and said, "Little sir, I'll go get the piano, please help me blow these up, Sakura, you take it to the guests." ”

As soon as the old man went out, Miyamoto Sakura revealed her true nature, tugged Zhang Beiye's collar, and said fiercely: "What do you want to do, dare to find here?" ”

The two are very close, the taste is very familiar, and Zhang Beiye wants to kiss her fierce little mouth.

"You don't remember me at all?"

"Why should I remember you?" Miyamoto Sakura is puzzled, you are just a target I want to kill, how do I know you?

"Do you remember going to Omen?"

Miyamoto Sakura's eyes were a little confused, and she said, "I haven't been there." ”

Zhang Beiye looked at her big eyes of hesitation and bewilderment, and felt that there was still some hope, it was impossible for a person's memory to be completely erased.

"Lady Snake brainwashed you."

"Don't say that about my mother."

"Take me to her, and you'll understand." Zhang Beiye said.

"She's not something you can see if you want to see her." Sakura Miyamoto said.

The daily operation of the Shekou Group is handled by Fumio Shimada, and if it is a major event, it is Miyamoto Sakura who makes the decision externally.

Mrs. Snake never shows up, but the high-level leaders of the Shekou Group know that there is such a lady who is in charge, and if there is no Lady Snake, no one will respect Miyamoto Sakura, a 19-year-old girl.

As for Zhang Beiye's husband Takayama Hirofumi who annoyed Mrs. Snake this time, no one knows why, even Miyamoto Sakura, the adopted daughter, is confused, she doesn't remember that her mother knows such a little boy.

"Who are you, and why is my stepfather determined to kill you?" Sakura Miyamoto asked.

"He's jealous, your stepmother has a crush on me." Zhang Beiye said with a smile.

Miyamoto Sakura was immediately angry, you frivolous stinky boy, who can stand a strange little kid who just teases his adoptive mother like this.

Do you know who Lady Snake is?

She suddenly moved her hand and picked up chopsticks and stuck them in Zhang Beiye's eyes.

Zhang Beiye had already made preparations, with a ghost flame in his palm, he slapped at the chopsticks, and suddenly turned into a pinch of ash.

Miyamoto Sakura's slender and white little beautiful hands were grabbed by him instead.

The two secretly competed, and it was obvious that Miyamoto Sakura found that her soul power was not good, and Zhang Beiye was very strong.

If there is a fight here, it is estimated that the late-night cafeteria will be demolished.

At this moment, the moving sound of the piano sounded, and Miyamoto Sakura's grandfather sat among the diners and played the three strings.

Zhang Beiye looked at the old three-stringed string and was taken aback, this three-string was wrapped in a layer of python skin, which was very eye-catching.

He couldn't help but think of Xiao Wu's Horcrux python skin pipa, but many of the three strings themselves have this kind of decoration, which may be processed from leather, not necessarily real python skin.

If Liang Shiyin can find the Horcrux awakening, he must be able to kill the big guys hiding behind the Shekou Group.