This restaurant is very special, especially in the mood of the owner, which often changes, and follows his love situation. When you are happy when you fall in love, you will arrange it in pink style, and when you are unhappy when you are in love, you will have a dark gothic depressive style, if it is not good or bad, then change it to blue sky and white clouds.

So the most tired thing every time is the waiters who climb up and down to paste wallpaper, but for the sake of the salary given by the boss is higher than that of other families, it is difficult to help him do it.

What's more special is that the chef and owner of the restaurant are the same brother, which may not be common in China, but it is not uncommon in Michelin-starred restaurants abroad, and the chef who has mastered the skills is the core highlight of the restaurant.

So they made some money when they were young, and it was not surprising that they would open a restaurant when they were older.

Just as elusive as his romance is his dishes.

The day before yesterday was a Japanese-style feast of fresh fish sashimi, and the chef owner of a western restaurant got up at half past three in the morning, ran to the seafood market in a hurry, pinched the fish tail in his hand to observe the vitality, carefully selected the fish, and fed them in the back kitchen after opening the store early.

Before opening the door in the evening, he took out the legendary kitchen utensils Yongling Knife from his cellar, stood in front of the cutting board and cut the fish fillets with a solemn expression, and silently muttered very ritualistic lines in his mouth, as if he was holding the knife to replace the raw fish instead of cooking.

According to him, this is to communicate with the ingredients, to soothe their dying souls, and to transfer them to the six realms of reincarnation.

Next is what he calls the 'Seven Star Breaking Army Rapid Cutting' knife technique.

Eighteen fish of different varieties were cut into more than eighty pieces of slender paper-like fish fillets. I borrowed a wooden boat-shaped tableware from the revolving sushi restaurant next door, which was the size of a table at the bottom of the box, and the boat was filled with crushed ice and covered with fish fillets, and at first glance, the sashimi was crystal clear, and a small mountain of fish fillets was in front of me.

Heroic and majestic.

Only if it is bitter, the person who prepares the food may have to step on a stool or table to go up.

Mr. Chihara took a pair of chopsticks and dipped them in soy sauce and wasabi, and the fish melted in his mouth, and the umami from the original sea instantly filled his lips and teeth.

After a while, I felt that my scalp was numb, and the slightest cold air entered my forehead, and the white and cold soaked in front of me was indeed a winter cold.

Refreshing!

This is because the fish meat is too thin, and as a result, the entrance is also silky, with the slight coolness of the ice chips underneath just now.

Chihara really admired his amazing knife work.

The next day, he changed into the imperial chef of the royal private stove of Dali Temple next door, with an awkward Chinese tune, probably learned from Li Gouhi, and the lines were exactly the same. He carefully selected eight dishes from the well-known Manchu and Han Dynasty banquets according to the order and style of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, there are many kinds of meat and vegetable soup, the eight dishes are full of color and fragrance, the degree of completion is high, and the quality is jaw-dropping, at least Mr. Chihara has never seen such a dish in his previous life.

Oh, except for the braised lion's head that represents Han Zhongli, he loves it.

Today's chef is back in a snow-white chef's uniform that matches the restaurant's standard, his hair is meticulously combed, put on a high hat, and his sleeves are rolled up, turning into a melancholy French chef. I saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he quietly squeezed his hand with lemon juice and poured matsutake foie gras, and used the creamy diced beef and tomato soup as a side dish.

The man sighed, sat at the back door, took out his cigarette case, poured a cigarette out, and threw it into his mouth in the same way as Brother Crow. Ignite a deep inhale, pass the lungs and exhale in one go. Then he began to stretch out his legs to enjoy the street scene that had been lit up and noisy, and feel the fireworks in the world.

At the end of the day, he specially cut "Sad Pacific" as BGM.

"The ship I'm waiting for hasn't come yet, and the people I'm waiting for haven't understood yet~"

"Loneliness silently sinks into the sea, memories come back, you are no longer there~"

Looks like I'm out of love again today.

Tomorrow's buddies are busy again.

Chihara looked down at the cauliflower with the length of his index finger in the dish, which was full of elegance and Western flavor inside and out, and the sauce still drew an arc in the blank space of the dish.

"Can I have another piece?" Mr. Chihara, who had settled today's dinner, shook his head and sighed, the taste of the steak in his mouth had not dissipated for a long time.

"Fuck off, I'll go to work when I'm done."

"But I'm also out of love."

"You lost a fart, at most the ship's mother was broken."

"Does it count if I fall out of love on the boat I like before the ship lands?"

So he was stuffed with a glass of fresh orange juice to flush his stomach and breath, wiped his mouth and prepared to go to work tonight.

Rearrange the collar in the mirror, the tie really can't be tied, after all, I used to wear a shirt when I interviewed for a job in my previous life, and I haven't officially worn a suit, so I don't need help to tidy up the collar.

Then adjust the standard fraudulent business smile, although it is not very natural, but the face is good-looking, and that is enough.

After all, the current little white face can eat rice with this hand.

"Chihara is ready to play, you just spent five more minutes remember to make up for it later."

"Got it, my door-slamming boss is better than me."

The handsome waiter glanced at him obliquely, then secretly glared hard, but when the lovelorn boss Chef replied, someone raised his head and hummed a little tune.

"A wave has not subsided, and another wave is coming to invade~"

Mr. Chihara walked briskly, swaying left and right with the plate and leaving the back kitchen.

And today, Mr. Chef, who is in a sad mood, chose to sprinkle all his gas on the steak.

Looking around, a large number of people here are dressed in serious attire, the boys don't have anything to look at, they are all standard sets, at most the colors are a little different, the girls still have to see, the thighs and arms are swaying white in the light, which is particularly attractive, and people can't help but guess how high their cold resistance value is.

Chihara's imagination, which saw white arms in winter, was so lacking.

There is still a small sign on the table in the restaurant, but it is more special, very small and chic, and it is still an animated character holding a numeric number, and I heard that the chef paid a copyright fee for this feature.

But the drainage effect is really good, and what Japanese person wouldn't like Doraemon and Pikachu?

After these, there are also the Sea of Dead Fire, the Guardian Sweetheart, the Governess, and the Gaita Super Demon God Devilman, there is always one for you.

If you grab the brand of the character that the girl likes, the favorability will be even more UP.

[Table No. 1 sauce tops foie gras and sirloin steak and serves immediately.] 】

[Table 4 hasn't come yet, so we need to wait a little longer.] 】

[Table 5 is ordered, and there is still a short tongue. 】

Mr. Chihara looked at the small printed note in the palm of his hand, and with a sunny smile on his face, he couldn't find fault with it, and clearly said "I've been waiting for a long time" to every customer he served.

Then turn sideways, face away, and smile politely, never wasting any effort to say more, leaving only that handsome face imprinted into their memories, and let them deeply remember that there was such an ultimate pool noodle handsome guy who served them this Christmas Eve.

Especially for the ladies.

Of course, the attitude towards cash charging stops there, which is not bad.

After all, the FFF group has been a member of the FFF group for decades, and it is already a legal face for Japan to not tie them up and throw them into Tokyo Bay.