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Lu Xihua was holding his head high and poured a sip of plum wine from the bottle, and then put the empty bottle on the table, "Boss, let's have another twenty bottles of plum wine." The amount of a bottle of plum wine in your house is too small, only a few sips, not enough to drink. ”

Boss Ono looked at the dozen or so empty bottles already on the counter and explained, "Guest, I don't have so much stock in my refrigerator anymore, and the guests who usually come to the small shop to eat at night are ordinary people, and there are not many people who can drink this." The recent economic downturn has made the sales of this plum sake even more unsatisfactory, and most of the customers who come here have switched to low-cost draft beer. Customers who can afford to drink at this price usually don't come here, and usually the amount sold in one night is not as good as the previous drink, so there are not many preparations. I've got a total of 30 bottles here, and I'm going to sell them out in two days. Although you are young, is it really okay to drink like this?"

"Oh~ I see, let's serve it together. Lu Xihua took out a few banknotes from his body, and put them together with the previous ones, a total of 90,000 yen. Boss Ono Tsuru introduced the price of plum wine before, a bottle of wine that is only more than three taels is 3,000 yen, and Lu Xihua put down so much money, obviously to wrap up all the wine.

A glass of draft beer costs only 500 yen for about 550 ml, and a bottle of plum wine costs 3,000 yen for 1780 ml.

Lu Xihua has long been out of the concept of money, and drinking alcohol is more of a memory and remembrance for him, just pursuing a feeling of being a person.

When the boss of Ono saw the young customer take out a large amount of money, he did not persuade him to do so, and got up and returned to the special refrigerator, returning with a case full of wine.

The wooden box was unsealed, and was divided into thirty small compartments neatly, and many azure-colored bottles were placed in the squares, just like the sake that had been drunk before. The porcelain vase was emitting white gas, and it was clear that it had been kept at a low temperature.

Boss Ono took the box and put it on the counter, then bent down and took out another box from there, which was full of crushed ice. Boss Ono Tsuru spread the crushed ice evenly in the box, covered the bottle, and said, "Take as much as you want, the store has all the stock here." The ice will not melt for a while, and guests can drink it slowly. After saying this, he did not go to take the money that Lu Xihua had put on the counter, but sat on the stool and looked at it with interest.

"Thank you~" Lu Xihua was not polite, and took a bottle of sake and opened it, "By the way, why did the boss ask me if I was Japanese before?"

Boss Ono Tsuru smoked a cigarette, leaned against the door frame of the counter to the kitchen connection, and somewhere to get some bird food, which was served in a delicate small dish, and on the shelf next to it was a small thumb-sized jar with clean water. The North Suzaku named Masaiwa-kun, who has the same name as the deceased son of the boss of Ono Tsuru, is happily jumping between the two, drinking water and eating.

"I don't mean anything else, and it seems that there are no other guests coming to the door tonight, so we just talk to each other. I said this before, but it was just a gut feeling, although the guest was dressed as a student who had just left school and stepped into the company, but the smell was different. Yes, it's very different~ In Japan, a country with extremely clear social classes, what kind of identity will be accompanied by what kind of behavior, and the guests are very prominent. This is just a small talk, the guest is just a middle-aged uncle's curiosity, it's good to hear it, if there is anything offended, please forgive me. ”

Lu Xihua picked up a edamame and put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, with a smile on his face, "It's okay." The boss is right, I'm not Japanese, I'm Chinese. ”

"Huaxia?" Boss Ono Tsuru's finger twitched, "Has the country opened up individual visas to China? Or do you mean that the guests came in through other channels, such as the irregular ones?"

"What about formality, what about informality?" Lu Xihua asked rhetorically.

Boss Ono Crane shook his head, "Guests, please don't get me wrong, I'm just a chef who opens a restaurant, and guests come to eat and drink naturally to be well-treated. There are some things that are the job of the police, and it is not our turn to worry about the common people. The reason why I am curious is because I have only seen Chinese people on TV, and there have been many frictions and exchanges between Japan and China in history, so we as citizens are naturally very concerned about the situation of our neighbors. The demeanor of the guests is completely different from what everyone sees on TV, so I am a little curious. ”

In the late 80s and early 90s, when Sino-Japanese relations were developing rapidly, Japan entered a period of recession due to the oppression of the Plaza Accord in the United States, the domestic economy stagnated, the real estate bubble burst, and entered a period of recession. At this time, Japan urgently needed a vast market to support its domestic industrial development, and the issue of friendship with China was put on the agenda. During this period, there were a large number of academic visits and cultural exchanges between the two countries, which can be described as the beginning of breaking the ice.

However, the image of the Japanese to the Chinese is still stuck in holding up a small red book, shouting slogans, not having enough food and clothing, and the family is crammed into a room, wearing clothes of simple colors. So for Lu Xihua, who suddenly appeared, as a small wild crane with a deep personality, he also had a strong interest, so he made an exception and made a temptation.

"It's okay, now that the boss knows that I'm from Huaxia, is there anything you want to ask?" Lu Xihua doesn't care about this, this is Kong Xuan's base camp, don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, you must give this master some respect, and it depends on him to restrain Buddhism and Taoism, and there must be a lot of ancient mysteries in him.

Boss Ono took a puff of his cigarette and said, "After the establishment of diplomatic relations between Japan and China, a lot of images about China began to be shown on TV. The most profound impact on me was to see the hostess of your country biting a horizontal chopstick with her teeth and trying to practice smiling, which made me feel incredible. Do people in your country have to go through this kind of facial practice in order to smile? For us Japanese, it should be natural for those of us who are in the service industry to smile. It's like when you're walking, why bother with whether to take your left foot first or your right foot first?"

Lu Xihua shook his head and said, "The boss compares the Chinese official with the Japanese people, which is inappropriate. The official system is external, and it pays attention to the same standards, which can be measured and traced, and naturally requires uniform etiquette. As for the people of the two countries, a hundred flowers are blooming, each with its own rules of hospitality, and isn't the boss of Ono Tsuru also specializing in late-night dining? Foreigners will not think that Japanese people only eat late at night. ”

"It's kind of an explanation, I see. Boss Ono Crane nodded, acquiescing to Lu Xihua's explanation.

"I'm very interested in you, boss, and I can see that the boss has a story, for example, the set meal that the old man bought before, obviously overdosed, but you only charged 500 yuan. As Lu Xihua spoke, his fingers lightly lit on the table, and the small rhythmic voice seemed to have magical power, hitting the deeply defended heart of Boss Ono Tsuru.

In the depths of the heavily wrapped memory, many scenes hit the mind of Boss Ono Crane like a tide, and he couldn't resist it anymore, and the magical knocking sound disappeared without a trace, but thoughts came rushing in.

After being silent for a while, Boss Ono Crane spoke, "It's really rude~ The guest's words reminded me of a lot of things, forgot the time, and didn't answer the guest's questions in time." ”

Lu Xihua had already stopped tapping his fingers, and instead raised his hand and pointed to the open door, "Boss, the fog is so big, I don't think there will be any new guests coming to the door." Why don't you take this opportunity and have a casual chat, anyway, I'll leave Tokyo at dawn, maybe we won't have a chance to meet again. ”

Ono Tsuru looked up in surprise and looked in the direction of the young guest's finger, the mist that had been silky before, was now as thick as cotton, and the milky white mist was particularly noticeable even in the middle of the night.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a thick fog, is it because the weather has been too hot recently, causing the dense fog formed by the sea breeze blowing the humid cold air when the surface releases heat at night?" said Boss Ono Tsuru, getting up and looking at the temperature and humidity meter on the wall, which indicated 25 °C, 67%.

"It's not high? Boss Ono Tsuru turned around and sat down again, "Well, I don't know why, I'm in a lot of interest in talking tonight, so let's just talk to the guests, just think of it as a small talk between strangers." ”