The information in the Miura Tetsuzo Memorial Hall is basically just a big road, no different from the original time and space plot, Zhao Lan is looking for the file here on the one hand to check and fill in the gaps, to see if it will be reflected in the file after the different planes, it turns out that there are not so many shortcuts, and there is nothing surprising about the mother and daughter of the mountain village shown in the file. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Come to think of it, if there really is any secret, where might it be put in such a private archive with great swagger.

After a busy morning, he didn't get anything, but Zhao Shaoxia's mood was not bad, because it didn't exceed his expectations.

"Haruko-san, I'll invite you to lunch, as a thank you gift for accompanying me to find information in the morning." The beautiful girl who met for the first time was silent and accompanied the old man for a long time, so boring to check the file, although the attitude was a little cold, but it was also commendable, and our heavenly masters were not ambiguous, Zhao Lan was mainly anti-guest.

Quiet. Bei Qingzi nodded slightly, and gently patted the partition of the front seat, and the driver's black face with big sunglasses was revealed behind the partition.

Zhao Lan is embarrassed, and those who have watched the documentary "The God of Sushi" in later generations know that this is a magical sushi restaurant that can only accommodate more than ten people, because such a small shop with the scale of a roadside stall is a famous three-star Michelin restaurant, and people have to wait until 1 month after making an appointment.

Sure enough, it was Ann. The eldest lady of the Bei family, so that she can have a place to sit in the past if she wants to kill it temporarily, Zhao Shaoxia wants to give her thirty-two likes, compared with the famous Jiro Sushi, the price of $400 per capita for a meal is really something you don't have to worry about...... It's weird!

It's only been a few days since I crossed over, and someone only has a little bit of "start-up capital" on his brain, and I heard that this store has to be apprenticed for 10 years, and I don't know if I can accept dishwashers......

The lowly Lolita voice of the light brain sounded in Zhao Shaoxia's mind again: "Someone is going to be ugly, and ...... is going to be ugly" The brainwashing cycle started, and it was said that it could make the Loli sound into a cheap and cute style, and there was no one with this light brain.

"Rest assured, you are a guest of our house, and there is no reason to let the guest pay." Miss Haruko glanced at Zhao Shaoxia, whose face was pale, and fed her a reassuring pill.

Zhao Lan smiled wryly, at this time, it would be embarrassing to talk too much, and the cultivation of Qi Cultivation Kung Fu was not enough to reach home.

At this time, the god of sushi has just passed the sixtieth birthday, and he is still full of energy, and he is still cooking in person, unlike the original time and space, which is in his old age and is in a semi-retired state. Although I don't feel much about Japanese food, the spirit of this person is really worthy of respect, and it can be regarded as a benefit when I come over.

is eating while watching the elegant dining action of the neon Chinese lady. Bei Haruko's fair-skinned little face and neck turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyes were as big as a doll, and the corners of her eyes were twitching.

In fact, Zhao Shaoxia is comparing Haruko's actions with the etiquette course in the light brain version of the training package, neither lustful eyes nor clear eyes, well, it is the eyes of pure academic research, sauce purple.

But Miss Haruko doesn't know.,When you change who eats, there's a person of the opposite sex of a similar age looking at you so shyly.,Poor psychological quality estimates that the chopsticks are unstable.,If it weren't for someone's good looks.,With its own halo effect.,It's already been a meal plate on the face of the girl.。

"Yo, what a coincidence, Sister Haruko is also counting the things to eat. I'm looking for you at school, and you're not there all morning. A boy in a small suit and school uniform walked into the store and greeted him very familiarly: "Kamo Jiro, this classmate is very fresh, it's rare to see Haruko's sister dining with boys, I don't know what to call it?" ”

He Mao's family, and Ann. Bei Qingzi is so familiar, it seems that it should be the He Mao family.

"Zhao Lan, an exchange student from the Celestial Empire." Zhao Lan is not rude, this Jiro brother is not as beautiful as Qingming SAMA, but he is also a man, he can be called a campus male god, and at first glance he is the passionate suitor of Miss Haruko, which school boy and girl met at the Michelin Hotel in Ginza at noon?

Zhao Shaoxia is also a good-looking male god now, but it is not a routine to confuse gender with the kind of long hair that is so beautiful that it is not a routine, after the blood and fire training of the Songshan battlefield, the eyes are clear and sharp, and the neat short hair in the style of later generations can be said to be above the lethality of women is still above the beautiful boy of Qingming's small style, so this Jiro classmate was very vigilant when he came to Zhao Shaoxia.

"Zhao Lan is a Taoist priest from the Celestial Empire, and his swordsmanship is outstanding, and this time he is visiting as a family guest." Miss Haruko frowned and glanced at Kamo Jiro, and she didn't like the suitor's closeness, but she was still very "kind" in her introduction.

Hearing that Zhao Lan was also a person from the "inner world", the vigilance in Kamo Jiro's eyes became even stronger.

"It just so happens that I have a little bit of kendo, so I have to get close to Zhao Lan." Brother Jiro was really provoked by a certain black-bellied lady, and said to Zhao Shaoxia completely according to the script.

"Haha, my two-handed rough swordsmanship is not worth mentioning!" For such an obvious act of throwing the pot, Zhao Lan said that I don't take this pot, and I am being annoyed by the female ghost mother and daughter, seven days of chasing souls and killing, and my life is in danger, how can I have the kung fu to play such a childish game with the neon young master.

"Since Sister Haruko has praised your outstanding swordsmanship, I have recently encountered a bottleneck in my kendo practice, and I am trying to find a swordsman to ask for advice, presumably Zhao Lan will not refuse my little wish, right?" Kamo Jiro said with a hearty smile.

"If you deceived Haruko's sister with clever words, then I, as a childhood sweetheart, have more responsibility to help Haruko debunk the tricks of the liars, hey, Zhao Lan, you must not be a liar, right?" The latter paragraph reveals that Brother He Mao's strength is just like that, if you really want to catch up with Miss Haruko, it is estimated that you will be played to death, Zhao Lan smiled secretly.

Seeing that in order to perform in front of the girl, the positive and negative agitators were used, although I felt very speechless, Zhao Lan also agreed to the challenge of He Mao Jiro, if you want to fight, then fight. Standing up, Zhao Shaoxia didn't forget to blink at Miss Haruko, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt him." ”

The handsome face of He Mao Jiro next to him suddenly turned even darker, and he must have cut Zhao Shaoxia into seventeen or eighteen pieces in his heart.

Quiet. Bei Qingzi wanted to speak and stopped, thinking for a moment, and glared at Zhao Lan again. Since childhood, he has been very convinced of his brother, since Qingming admires Zhao Lan very much, then Zhao Lan must be very strong, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about his guests having an accident.

This matter is something that she provoked, because this Kamo Jiro relied on the Kamo family and An. The Bei family has been intermarried for generations, chasing them like a fart, and they are very annoying. But after Zhao Lan saw her intentions, she took the opportunity to teach Jiro a lesson, and now it became that Miss Haruko owed this annoying ghost a favor, how could it be repaired!