Dinner finally began, and when Yuyama Asada served the first plate of tuna sashimi, the entire Toro restaurant erupted in cheers, and it was a glorious moment of a lifetime for diners, who were able to enjoy the perfectly aged Ultimate Galaxy Dream Black Tuna sashimi, which was not only a treat for the mouth and tongue, but also a rare experience to be able to preach to the contemporaries, future generations, and future generations. In an overly regulated society like Japan, the experience of tasting food becomes a subtle way to escalate.

Because he wanted to taste the food, Qibu Liang didn't smoke any cigarette this afternoon, but he still drank the hot tea in a big gulp to let the green tea wash away the peculiar smell in his mouth. The unusual temperature in the shop made him feel hot and his handkerchief was almost soaked, but he was still in a suit and only secretly loosened the tie knot. At this time, Jirota, a famous chef on the other side, took out a small plate and began to rub the wasabi mud: "This is the top wasabi flown from Kyushu Jinjiang, and the wasabi is rubbed with shark skin attached to the cypress board, compared to the stainless steel eraser, the shark skin can completely crush the cells of the wasabi, releasing the original fragrance of the wasabi." According to the chef, "The soy sauce is made from pure soybeans made using the ancient method, so please choose your own. ”

"Ah, very sophisticated. Deputy Chief of Police Meadow sighed.

Nanabe Liang took the shallow dish and observed the green wasabi mud inside. He instinctively sensed that something was wrong with the wasabi mud today, but the fragrance, color, and feel were impeccable, and it was indeed the top-notch Tsue wasabi, perhaps it was the damn pain that made him feel worse? The cooking celebrity adopted some kind of cooking method that he was not familiar with? Nanabe Liang closed his mouth and waited for the wave of pain to subside like a tide, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up the sashimi on the plate.

The first slice of raw fish is tasted without any sauce, which is his habit for many years. The mellow taste spreads in the mouth, and the eight days of maturation blur the line between muscle and fat, adding to the unique aroma and taste of tuna, if fresh tuna tastes like a gorgeous string quartet, then this perfectly aged black tuna is a magnificent symphony of breadth and depth. Qibu Liang swallowed the food in his mouth, opened his eyes and sighed softly: "I really feel a lot to be able to eat such food. ”

"Very tasty indeed. The meadow also exclaimed movingly.

"Feel a wool, hurry up and dip the wasabi and eat it!" Gu Tie said anxiously behind the curtain.

Shichibe Liang picked up the second piece of sashimi and put it in the shallow dish, hesitated for a moment, picked up a little wasabi puree with the tip of the chopsticks and placed it in the center of the sashimi, folded the sashimi in half, and gently touched it in the soy sauce dish with the folded part, and then put it into his mouth. The subtle smell of wasabi mud flashed away, and then the deliciousness came rushing in, and Nanabura couldn't help but widen his eyes and commented: "If tuna sashimi is a symphony orchestra, the deliciousness caused by wasabi and soy sauce is a symphony orchestra with a rock band, just like the perfect collaboration between Metal Band and the San Francisco Symphony, and the Scorpion Band and the Berlin Philharmoniker.

Meadow smiled: "This part of your story must appear in the column, it is really quite incisive." ”

"Harmony yarn...... Let's eat more...... If you are old, the speed of serving the food is a little faster, so that the concentration of the medicine can be increased quickly. Gu Tie tapped his throat and vibrated the microphone and instructed, "Be sure to pay attention to every word that Qibu Liang says." ”

"This is a medium-back meat that is aged at an ultra-low temperature, and because of the angle of the tendons and fibers on the back, I used a freezing technique to change the texture of the meat, which is the unique technique of Osaka's 'Kikukaya', so please enjoy it. As soon as Shichibe Ryo picked up the teacup and drank it, Yuyama Asada brought the second plate of tuna sashimi, "This sashimi goes well with the taste of wasabi, so please use more wasabi than usual." ”

"Wasabi is delicious on its own. Meadow praised, "It's a mild taste that's spicy and not choking." ”

Shichibe Ryoshi nodded and picked up the sashimi. As the dinner continued, his mood gradually improved, the annoying pain was temporarily gone, and he could concentrate on enjoying the food on his plate, and at some point, he took off his blazer, untied his tie, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and the temperature in the dining room no longer irritated him, but gave him a comfortable warm feeling, "In winter, I still have to drink a pot of hot sake! Awamori is a 70-year-old sake produced by Maitomi Distillery in 1986 with an alcohol content of 50%, but it is very soft and mellow in the mouth, not spicy at all. Please taste it. Yuyama Asada brought up shochu warmed with hot water in due time.

"I was looking for a drink, but I was afraid that I didn't have much respect for food, since the chef said so...... Hahaha, then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. Meadow picked up the flask and poured a glass for himself and Shichibe Ryoshi, and raised the glass: "Come, Brother Shichibu, although we are classmates at Waseda University, we rarely come out like this to have a good talk, my work has nothing to talk about, and your work has a confidentiality agreement...... Why don't you just have a drink!"

Qibu raised his glass and touched each other without hesitation, "It's that I usually don't know how to communicate with the shelf, and I'm causing you trouble, cheers!"

The soju mixed with analgesics sped up the effect of the drug, and the pain that occurred regularly disappeared completely, and Shichibe Ryoshi gulped down as if he were a different person, laughing, punching orders, and chatting about unnutritious gossip. Asada Yushan frowned, the restaurant that sells fish dishes is not a tavern, and no chef likes this kind of low-quality guest who is drunk and crazy, but at this time, Gu Tie's next instruction came: "Find a way to see an inch below his left head, there should be something there." I'm not sure what it is, but with your abilities, you should be able to see it without the other party noticing. ”

The dark face of the Ryukyuan people was expressionless, and they only coughed lightly twice to indicate receipt. "Two guests, would you like to watch a sake show? I learned how to use a sword under the tutelage of Kiyogen-ryu kendo master Genichiro Kanehara, and I want to show you the unique art of cutting ingredients in the air with a kitchen knife and a Japanese sword at the cooking table. Asada said suddenly.

"Of course, of course, Mr. Celebrity must be appreciative. The two drunken middle-aged men applauded in unison.

Gu Tie pouted in the back, this big man of "100 million jade pieces" opened his mouth and closed his mouth to be all kinds of masters, all kinds of schools, and all kinds of uniqueness, which simply mastered the psychology of the Japanese to the extreme, and he didn't know whether these legendary experiences were true or false.

Asada took out a whole piece of tuna belly meat from the refrigerator and cut it neatly into a 5-centimeter-square piece, "Maruyama, please take a large flat plate and prepare to catch the falling sashimi." He commanded the man. Maruyama Masaharu clumsily took out a huge plate, "It's stupid! How can you touch the surface of the plate with your thumb! This will ruin the delicate taste of the raw fish!" Asada Yuyama immediately scolded, turning his head to look at Shichibe Ryo: "My apprentice can't do anything well, so I make you laugh." If you can help me lift the plate......"

Shichibu replied in a good mood, "Of course, it's my pleasure!" He held up the white fish-patterned plate with both hands and stared at the kitchen knife in the chef's hand with a smile on his face.

At this time, the eyes of the entire restaurant were attracted, and Yuyama Asada bowed slightly, and then took out the sheathed short sword "Kitani Nakiri", "Please pay attention, everyone, only for a moment." He didn't say much, he threw the whole tuna into the air with his left hand, and the short sword in his right hand came out of its sheath with lightning and flint, drawing a mysterious lightning-shaped trajectory in the air. Before everyone could exclaim, the dagger had already "clicked" back into its sheath, and the whole piece of tuna meat fell intact in the center of the plate. "Offering ugliness, Qingyuanliu swordsmanship 'flowers'. Asada Yuyama stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly on the edge of the plate, and with a crisp "ding" sound, the tuna began to split into twenty-four petals from the center like a flower in full bloom, covering the entire plate, each of which was so thin that it was almost transparent and pale pink, like the petals of a cherry blossom that had just fallen from a tree.

"Wow! What a stunt!" Applause and exclamations resounded through the restaurant, and Asada bowed slightly, with a proud expression, "I'm going to prepare some ingredients and continue to serve you later." Amid applause, he lifted the curtain and returned to the back kitchen.

"Got a peep?" Gu Tie said excitedly. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sword light, and only he saw the trick of Aada's left hand, and his slender fingers reached out from under the plate, quickly and incoherently unbuttoned the two buttons of Shichibe Ryo, lifted a corner of his shirt, and then tied it back unconsciously. The person who can possess this technique is either a habitual thief or a master with extremely high attainments in martial arts, Gu Tie can't help but have a new understanding of this unsmiling partner.

"Tattoos. The red bird shape does not look like it is patterned with ink, nor does it look like animal blood mixed with cinnabar. The Ryukyuan man said briefly, "I studied with a Tokyo tattoo art master......

"Come on. Gu Tie hurriedly stopped this guy from introducing the origin of Japanese tattoos, "The red two-headed bird, right, it's true! I've been observing the subtle movements of Qibu Liang, which is called 'cold reading' in psychology." After the onset of tramadol, he would occasionally touch the lower part of his left chest with his hand, and I knew that it must be the origin of the pain, and he was afraid that the pain would return. If the two-headed bird tattoo is a weapon that inspires pain in the fraternity, then there must be more functions, such as positioning, surveillance, sensing, and communication, and needless to say that it is not red ink, it must be a miniature electronic device. The harvest is good, keep up the good work. ”

At this moment, Gu Tie suddenly pricked up his ears, Qibu Liang had just mentioned an information that he was very concerned about in a casual chat with the meadow, and the pickup hidden under the bar clearly sent the voice of the head of the computer data department of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office into his ears: "The day after tomorrow, I will receive the group of people from the Chiyoda Ward Fanmachi Elementary School, it's really troublesome." ”

"Is even the investigation room going to be open to the public?" said Meadow unexpectedly.

"This is the Prime Minister's new platform. Nanabe Liang sighed, "Fortunately, it's just a visit to the B1 floor." ”