ocean hunter

Chapter 55 Miko
The aunts and uncles next to him all looked at him like a fool. Isn't this crazy, and they think it's cheap.

It may be that I just hit a telegraph pole and was stupid.

Kenjiro Sekiki didn't care either, he came here today mainly for the tuna, so he quickly reported himself.

"What are you doing, sir, miss, I am the president of Guan Guan Restaurant, and this is my business card." He bent down and handed a business card with both hands.

It was inconvenient for Lu Xiaolu to wear gloves, Xue Li took it over, and saw that this was the place where she ate Japanese food last time, so she hurriedly told Lu Xiaolu.

"Hello." Lu Xiaolu nodded, and then started yelling.

"Anyone want to buy tuna? Sell it by the catty! 200 yuan per kilogram." He was still holding a knife in his hand, and he was eager to try the belly of the tuna. There was no way, who could eat this big tuna.

The crowd that hadn't dispersed surrounded him again, startling Kinjiro Sekiki, afraid that Lu Xiaolu would cut him down with a knife, and hurriedly stopped him: "The sack of the ball, the sack of the ball! This fish can't be cut like this!"

Judging by his gesture, he was about to cut off his naked body, it's not so bad to waste things.

Seeing everyone around him staring at him, Kenjiro Sekiki quickly explained: "I bought this fish, and my assistant will come right away to appraise the quality of the fish. According to the price in the Tokyo market, you will definitely not lose money. "

When he said this, Lu Xiaolu became interested, put down the knife, and he really had no choice but to cut it up and sell it.

The onlookers around who wanted to buy a piece to taste were a little unhappy, they hadn't eaten this thing yet, they condemned Kenjiro Sekiguan and urged Lu Xiaolu to cut the fish.

"I want three taels, the piece on the belly, donkey, cut it up!"

"200 a kilogram, I want 5 taels, and I want the fish below the gills!"

Before Lu Xiaolu could speak, Guan Guanjian became anxious: "You guys are smart, you only carry good meat, and you are more than 1000 kilograms naked!"

"You bald man, what are you talking about, what are you naked, how did 200 kilograms turn into 1000 kilograms from your mouth! Get out!"

"That's right, how can there be such expensive fish, you should treat it like gold!"

"Hearing your devilish accent, you don't look like a good person at first glance!"

"Stop!" Seeing that the commotion was about to attract the city management, Lu Xiaolu hurriedly stopped it.

He could see that this Japanese bald man knew the goods, and Shirley told him that this Guanguan restaurant was the one he went to eat, and the bald man in front of him was the president.

When it comes to eating tuna, no country can compare to devils.

Lu Xiaolu thought about it for a while, if he sold by the catty, the people in front of him would be sold for three taels, half a catty, and he would sell them until the year of the monkey, and the unsold ones would be thrown away.

As long as the price offered by the bald man is right, it would be better to sell it to him.

"Then what price do you offer?"

"Please wait a moment. My assistant will be here soon. He is an expert in tuna identification and has a certificate."

While talking, a motorcycle rushed over, and a devil on top shouted, "Be careful."

I don't know if the brakes were hot or something, and I hit the electric pole again. Fortunately, the speed was not fast, and I got up from the ground in less than five seconds.

"President, President!"

"Baga! It's so late!"

"Hay!"

"What are these two little devils talking about?"

The little devil riding a motorcycle took off his helmet, first apologized to the president, then took off his bag, came to the tuna, touched the body of the fish first, muttered something in his mouth, and took it from the table. The knife, facing the tail of the tuna, cut it down.

Lu Xiaolu wanted to stop him, but he raised his hand and put it down again. Let professional people do professional work, and laymen don't intervene.

The little devil looked at the incision, then took a hand-held machine and put it on the fish. After a while, he took out a notebook and wrote and drew on it, not knowing what he was doing.

"Sir, is there a scale?"

"Yes." Lu Xiaolu took out the electronic scale.

"This one is too small to weigh."

Indeed, if such a large tuna is put on it, its head must be on the ground.

Kenjiro Sekiki suggested: "Well, let's go to our shop, there are professional equipment there."

Lu Xiaolu and Xue Li looked at each other, "Success!"

They've been to that store too, so there's nothing to worry about.

Although the onlookers were upset, the fish belonged to others, and they had to hold back any opinions. They could only hope that they could not agree on the price, and that they could buy half a catty to try something new.

As for what to do if they can't sell it out, that's not something they should consider.

The four of them worked together to lift the tuna basin onto the tricycle.

Kenjiro Seki's little e-donkey ran out of battery, so he put it here for the time being, and led the way in his assistant's car, and kept turning back halfway, for fear that Lu Xiaolu and the others would lose it.

"Baga! Ride slower, don't you see that Mr. Lu is not following!"

"Hay!"

At the entrance of the store, the four girls in kimonos all bowed in unison: "What are you doing!"

Kenjiro Sekiki waved his hand and asked his assistant to go to the store and call a few people to help carry the fish. Lu Xiaolu and Xue Li had already been invited into the store.

This time they are not in the box, but in the lobby, which is different from Chinese restaurants.

It is similar to the feeling of the Colosseum and football field.

Guests sit around, with a large open kitchen in the middle, like a big stage, where they can enjoy the production of the dishes inside.

Lu Xiaolu and Xue Li were ushered to a seat, and the young lady in kimono brought tea trays and snacks.

There are more than 40 employees inside, each performing their duties, doing everything, such as making sushi, bartending, teppanyaki, grilling fish, etc. It looks pleasing to the eye.

"This guy with the surname Guan is a little tricky, so he just ordered tea and didn't order food." Lu Xiaolu muttered.

Shirley: "."

Not long after, their big tuna was lifted up, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding diners and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Among them was an anchor named Mizi, who was eating and broadcasting live while holding a mobile phone stand. When he heard the movement, he turned his head quickly, his eyes widened when he saw it, and the spoon he picked up was still placed in front of the screen.

"Thank you, I won't eat."

"Today Miko is bleeding profusely. I'm afraid there are dozens of them at this table."

"The anchor will order another bluefin tuna. The country people want to see what it looks like."

Miko was stunned for a moment, and embarrassedly stuffed the spoon of eel rice into her mouth: "Let me tell you, the money spent today is really worth it, let me show you what it is?"

Saying that, Miko turned the screen and lifted it up.

"Damn it, I'm afraid it's worth several hundred for such a big fish."

"Hey? What are you doing with the chainsaw?"

"Although it is albacore tuna, there are not many domestic restaurants that cut tuna on site."

Mizi is very satisfied. As a food blogger, what worries her most every day is what to broadcast to the audience.

(End of this chapter)