Eternal food paradise

Aono Sumiko said with a straight face: "Just because you can accept it, doesn't mean you love it, dare to eat it, or like it!"

"For example, China also has delicacies such as 'live beads', 'zheergen', and 'soil bamboo shoot jelly'."

"Just because you accept their existence doesn't mean you have to try them yourself."

Hey, this girl must have secretly made up for the lessons, and she also knows about living beads, broken ear roots, and bamboo shoot jelly.

The truth is this.

Regarding the existence of these "dark dishes", Xia Yan said that he liked to hear about them, and he would not mind trying them if they were within the acceptable range, but once they exceeded his psychological limit, he would definitely not touch them.

Aono Sumiko suddenly let out a sigh.

Look at the two boxes of fish on the bar, and then look at Xia Yan.

Turn your head and look at the menu wall again.

"Bang -" she slapped the table excitedly, "Is there any major update to the menu in the store? I have never seen ingredients like fish white in your store in the past!"

Shimada Takashi, who was next to the girl, looked even more tense after hearing this.

The butt moved unnaturally.

It turns out that it focuses on spiciness and dark Sichuan cuisine.

Now, even the ingredients are not normal. This is a rhythm that requires a heavy blow from two directions and two angles, cooking skills and ingredients!

"..."

Carefully glancing at Yubai again, Shimada Takashi remained silent. Compared with another girl who was very good at chatting with friends, he looked like cannon fodder rushing to the battlefield. His face was unprecedentedly nervous. He looked at the chef Xia Yan at the bar. every move.

I saw Xia Yan cleaning the kitchen knife and then throwing it into the quick-freezing compartment of the refrigerator.

very strange!

Shimada Takashi was secretly amazed.

This knife is obviously intended to be used to cut "fish whites".

But why should we put it in the refrigerator specifically to freeze it for a while?

If you are looking for freshness.

If you are obsessed with the chilled taste, the simplest way is to break the ice cubes and place them on the plate. The sashimi slices are equivalent to owning the Ice Throne.

"Ah, the waste oil was spilled." Xia Yan put his hands on his hips and helplessly looked at the messy cooking table.

After a month of absence, the mice rebelled.

He remembered that he packed the kitchen garbage carefully before he chose "Spirit of the Shokugeki" for his trip.

The used waste oil was specially put into a bottle to be thrown away. However, now the waste oil bottle was knocked over and fell into the sink, with the bottle cap still open.

The point is, almost all waste oil leaks.

The sink was full of oil and musty smell, and the other part of the missing waste oil undoubtedly flowed into the sewer pipe.

Seeing this, Xia Yan secretly worried: "I hope it's not so unlucky that it happens to be a street sanitation inspection. Otherwise, people like supervisors will have to block the door and hand over a fine."

The ingredients and kitchen knives are left to rest for now.

"Just wait 10 minutes."

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi couldn't help looking at each other at the chef's behavior of focusing on cleaning in the middle of the meal.

"Hey, why don't you prepare other ingredients first?"

As a result, Aono Sumiko raised her hand to ask a question, and received a handsome answer of "All I need is a knife."

"..."

An uncle who was born in the Showa era and witnessed the neon boom and the bursting of the bubble.

One is a rich and beautiful girl from the Heisei era who is a fashionable Vtuber anchor and whose family has a mansion in Shoto, Shibuya.

You look at me, I look at you.

Confusion was written on his face.

Even for the simplest "fish white sashimi", you need to increase your efforts and prepare sashimi dipping sauce.

It is true that sashimi attaches great importance to raw materials. The raw materials determine more than 70% of the quality of the dishes.

However, if the dipping sauce is good enough, it can perfectly fill the remaining 30% gap.

Xia Yan quickly cleaned the inside of the bar spotlessly.

The air seems to have become crisper.

"OK!"

He opened the quick-freezer of the refrigerator, and cold mist suddenly filled the air.

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi only felt that this cold mist was a bit strange, and what was even more amazing was that the chef slowly took out a knife blade from the cabinet.

A quarter of an hour of refrigeration is obviously not enough to cover the blade with frost or something.

But inexplicably, the long blade was held in the chef's hand.

There seemed to be a flash of cold light in the two people's field of vision.

The knife vaguely seemed to have a cool special effect of frost and mist. But when Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi took a closer look, they all muttered in unison, saying that they were dazzled because they were sitting next to each other. , suddenly looked at each other in astonishment:

"you saw it?"

"You saw it too!"

So, both of them stared at Xia Yan.

Xia Yan didn't pay attention to them. He flicked the blade with his fingers as if no one else was around and said, "What a pity."

"What's a pity?!"

Turning his head to meet the guest's burning eyes, Xia Yan explained: "This knife has left regrets."

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi: "???"

Xia Yan felt really sorry in her heart.

After all, the [Beichen Sirius Sword] cannot be copied using special techniques. You must know that this famous weapon is used in conjunction with the "Arhat Crystal Slash" in "Zhonghua Ichiban". If one of the two is missing, Dark Cuisine The world's special skills must not be used to the extreme.

However, the ingredients are only "fish white".

It’s not a native glowing rule recipe like “Fire Chilled Sea Bream”.

"I have to think of a way to get the Hyopo Knife. Anyway, those people in the dark cooking industry in the Chinese Paradise World must have clues to the Hyopo Knife."

Xia Yan moved a wooden chopping board to the bar, leaving two boxes of fish dishes unmoving.

I was about to cut the fish and make sashimi under the eyes of the customers across a bar counter.

"Dong dong."

"Is the store manager here?"

A mature female voice with a dignified and questioning voice knocked on the door and asked, then stepped on the waxed wooden floor with high heels and walked into the store.

This is a professional woman wearing a black and gray women's suit.

"An enthusiastic resident reported that you and your restaurant did not comply with the municipal garbage regulations and discharged waste oil at will."

Xia Yan found that the woman was wearing an armband with an armband saying XX District Catering Development Association.

She went straight to the bar and placed a leaflet on garbage precautions.

The content is nothing more than describing the area, what dates, and what kind of garbage can be thrown out. The garbage classification is also clearly summarized, including taboos on how to deal with large waste such as bicycles and discarded household appliances.

Hold the grass!

It's so unlucky that people would choke to death even if they drink water.

"I planned to give you a fine more than ten days ago." The woman took out another invoice with the official seal of the association, and the fine amount was 2,000 yen.

Special!

Xia Yan secretly complained about Neon's association and that association.

From the day he woke up, this store was obviously under the management of a lot of associations in this lower town. In addition to the endless number of weird societies in the island country, various folk associations are also diverse and are part of the social ecology.

The woman has a work ID card hanging on her chest.

Name, Yuka Miura.

As for the professional title, the brand was somewhat reflective, and Xia Yan could only vaguely see the word "Director".

The strange looks from Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi made Xia Yan just want to pay the fine as soon as possible and send the person away.

However, Miura Yuka obviously wanted to verbally persuade the store manager who violated the rules, so she occupied the third bar chair and put down the folder under her ribs: "In the past six months, the association has received more than a dozen letters about your restaurant services. Complaints on…”

Xia Yan sighed.

"I said, can you wait a moment while I cut the sashimi?"

Miura Yuxiang glanced at the blade in his hand, which was still filled with a bit of freezing fog, and then looked at the box next to the wooden chopping board and the ingredients inside.

"(°△°|||)!"

Click, the knife is very long and narrow, and it collides with the wooden chopping board when cutting. The sound is so slight that it is almost inaudible.

moment.

Xia Yan got two small plates of fish white sashimi.

As for the dipping sauce, it's even simpler. I turn around and take out a bottle of soy sauce from the cupboard, pour it out, and get two sauce dishes.

"Please use--"