My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 202 201. The elephant turtle and his warm puddle (1)

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned: "When did you make the reservation?"

"I made a reservation through Mint Club on the plane. If you want to book a top nightclub, you have to go in advance. We can go together after the task is completed."

"Have you already planned to go?"

"Yeah, I heard that Japan's Cowherd shop is the best in the world. Of course I'm not interested in men, but I won't miss top-notch things."

"As you get along with him for a long time, you will slowly get to know Caesar." Lu Ming looked at Yuan Zhisheng with amazement. "Going to the Cowherd's shop is a normal entertainment activity for people like him. We You only need to worry about whether the champagne is prepared enough. No matter what the outcome of the bet is, you are actually the one who went to drink with him. From the moment you proposed the bet, you have actually been on his thieves' car."

"This can't be called a thief's car. My invitation is always open and I will never refuse anyone, even if you are a beggar." Caesar smiled.

The police car was driving in the busy traffic. After turning off the police lights, it was still a qualified sports car. Yabuki Sakura was in charge of driving, and Minamoto was in the passenger seat. Although it was a bit crowded for three people in the back seat, Lu Mingfei was petite. It doesn't hurt to sit on Chu Zihang's body and let him hold her.

After leaving Yokohama, we passed through Kawasaki City to Shinagawa Ward, and now we have entered the Tokyo metropolitan area. The closer we get to Tokyo, the busier the neon lights and pedestrians outside the car window become. Tokyo is still colorful at night, and the bright lights are blurring the eyes. . As the most densely populated city in the world, every pedestrian seems to be interpreting what it means to be in a hurry. Every time the traffic light switches at an intersection, the hurried flow of people is walking quickly. It is difficult to see the kind of guy who is swaying while walking. Most of them are There are JK girls who sneak around in small groups after class, and there are also uncles who come out of Kabukicho and drink until their faces turn red.

It was the first time for the Kassel College trio to come to Japan. Each other's gazes were fascinated by the scenery outside the car window, and the endless traffic was reflected in their pupils.

Some people say that every capital city in the world follows a template. Crowds in a hurry have regular movements. Everyone seems to be running on invisible rails. Whenever a subway train stops at a station, there is a dense crowd. As busy as a crowded ant colony, struggling to make a living, maybe just for the reward of three melons and two dates.

But if you look carefully, you will find something different. Tokyo is also a metropolis full of neon lights, exuding a coquettish beauty, but there are often shops with small lanterns or signboards hanging on the roadside. The small Japanese-style door with wind chimes separates the world in the shop from the hustle and bustle of Tokyo.

As A-Zhai Mingfei has watched many Japanese dramas, she can roughly understand the roasted pork, curry rice, pork chop rice set meal or ramen on the signs of these shops, which are a bit like the small restaurants that open on the streets in China. It is affordable food, and what you eat is local daily life. The catering of a country is often the result of historical and cultural accumulation.

"This is a country bound by rules. The entire country is a complex machine. Everyone is a part of this machine, bound by rules to run at high speed. It is really scary to think about such a life." Chu Zihanghe Lu Mingfei was looking at the same car window. He turned around and saw her dull eyes. Chu Zihang felt inspired and said, "Are you thinking about this too?"

"No...aren't all big cities like this? Even my uncle is crowded like a dog during the morning and evening rush hours. When he comes out of the crowd, he always pulls his tie and takes a breath." Lu Mingfei said softly, "I'm just a little bit I’m hungry. I used to think that the food sold in Japanese restaurants looked delicious when I watched Japanese dramas, but now that I’m here, everything seems to be delicious wherever I look, and I can’t help but feel a little greedy.”

"Of course when filming a drama, every aspect will be as perfect as possible. Even the family meals on the dining table will have nice platters. In fact, you don't need to worry about this." Chu Zihang still thinks like a straight man in science and engineering. You and him Talking about how delicious the fried food from the stall is, he tells you that the roadside is full of gutter oil.

"Can't I understand me?" Although she has been accustomed to Chu Zihang's style for many years, her mood is still a little funny every time she is disturbed by him, and she wants to punch him. "I just want to experience the local flavor and taste it." Let’s try what anime heroines eat! Pork cutlet rice, tempura beef, boiled five-eye fried rice and so on!”

"The Japanese are really good at exporting culture. Japanese food restaurants are almost opening all over the world." Caesar also nodded and joined the conversation, "Most of them are a bit bland for my taste, but they are unique in seafood dishes. It’s a culmination of thousands of years of accumulation in the culinary world, so you can try it more.”

"Based on your life experience, boss, shouldn't you say that although I have never been to Japan, I have already thoroughly enjoyed Japan from beginning to end?" Lu Mingfei complained, "You actually recommend dishes!"

"Italy is a country in Europe that is very good at eating. If you travel to Europe and are not used to local food, it is recommended to try Italian food, which is very suitable for Chinese tastes." Chu Zihang said.

"Don't sound like you know Italy very well!" Caesar's voice turned cold, but it returned to normal when he and Lu Mingfei were talking about food, "I not only like top-notch things, but also authentic things. You I also know that Italy is close to the sea, but it is really not as good as the Japanese in seafood cooking techniques. My family once hired a Japanese chef, and after eating his cooking, I can’t eat local Italian food. The braised golden sea bream is really delicious.”

Caesar didn't mind sharing his experience in food appreciation. He didn't like Chu Zihang, but he didn't like Lu Mingfei. When the only sweet girl in the team said that she loved food, Gao Fushuai was naturally willing to accompany her. Play.

"Boss, you told me I was hungry..." Lu Mingfei muttered softly.

"Japanese restaurant or Ryugin restaurant? They are both in Tokyo. It's not a long drive away. Michelin three stars usually require reservations for more than a month. I wonder if Mint can get a seat for tonight." Caesar picked up the phone and he I would be happy to invite Lu Mingfei and the people from the Japanese branch to have a big dinner together in Tokyo. As for Chu Zihang, he had to bring him with him out of courtesy to Corporal Xian.

"No need to go to such trouble." Yuan Zhisheng, who had been listening to the tour group in the back seat, spoke, "Tonight, I have prepared a banquet for you to wash away the dust. The chef of our family will cook it personally. He once served the Imperial family and has served many times at state banquets. Conquer foreign ambassadors with delicious food, and the treatment will definitely be higher than Michelin."

"The poor people in my heart are causing trouble again..." Lu Mingfei covered her face, "To be honest, I don't like going to famous restaurants. The gorgeous decoration and environment will put me under psychological pressure. There are so many streets and alleys. Cheap ramen that costs 100 yen a bowl is where I belong.”

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what to say. This wasn't just a hot face but a cold butt. It was basically a kick that knocked away the 99 roses in your hand, and a slap in the face that made you flip 360 degrees in the air. No matter how much you refuse, please be polite! The elaborate banquet was brought down by the sentence "I think it's not as good as street ramen". If the chef knew this, he would definitely look up at the stars, smoke a cigarette and doubt his life.

"I didn't believe that some people were born to be poor, but now I believe it. I can't imagine that you can still maintain your true nature after spending so long at Kassel College." Caesar was amused. , He said this not because he looked down on Lu Mingfei’s diaosi mentality, but rather he admired it, “How about we stop on the street and try the simplest shop?”

There was no way Yuan Zhisheng could refuse. Speaking of which, those who would skip a state banquet-level event and choose to eat at a roadside stall were probably the only three crazy people in the world. This made Yuan Zhisheng really think that they might be traveling, and they might still have a pretentious literary style in their hearts. They like nostalgia, authenticity, and pearls and jade lost in the streets and alleys that only they can find. This is complacent.

Fortunately, the police car has already arrived at Bunkyo District in Tokyo without any sound. Once it reaches this boundary, it can be said that it is completely within the sphere of influence of the Sheqi Eight Families.

Sakura Yabuki called the family headquarters and turned the police car into an alley. A few minutes later, two black commercial vehicles drove up the alley and blocked the police car. Men in black suits got out and took the luggage from the trunk of the police car into the commercial vehicle. Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand to signal everyone to transfer to the car. Another commercial car, the key of this car was inserted in the driver's seat but not removed.

Lu Mingfei watched helplessly as her luggage was taken away by the car driven by Yabuki Sakura, while the remaining men in suits boarded the police car.

"Don't worry, Sakura will take your luggage to the Peninsula Hotel, and you'll stay there after tonight." Yuan Zhisheng put on his sunglasses and started the machine, and the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family took on the driver's seat.

"Where are they going to drive that police car?" Lu Mingfei was a little curious. When the men in suits came to do their work, she saw their linings. There were numerous tattoos on the arms of those men, which completely matched her expectations. The impression of the underworld.

"Probably somewhere like Tokyo Bay." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "Our robbery of the police car is equivalent to declaring war on the Yokohama Police Department. Those policemen will spare no effort to track the lost police car when they wake up. The family will not let such a trivial matter go. We are enemies of the police. We only need to get rid of the culprit and the police will not be able to catch evidence. If there is a problem with the person responsible for handling it, we can still fish them out."

Sure enough, he was acting like a gangster... His tone was as relaxed as if the person who committed the crime was a policeman, and he was some kind of messenger of justice. Combined with that cold and handsome face, Lu Mingfei always felt like she saw Chu Zihang second. It's just that Chu Zihang is a killer, and Yuan Zhisheng is the leader of the underworld. The meaning of the existence of the killer is just to kill him in a fight, and the leader of the underworld usually means committing all kinds of evil and destroying corpses, which is much more vicious than the killer. !

The innocent girl Lu Mingfei expressed her fear of being a cautious person! I really never thought that one day I would be friends with a gangster boss. If the guys at Shilan Middle School knew about this, they would definitely treat her as the woman of a gang leader, right? I always feel that ever since I became a Kassel, I seem to be going further and further on the road to becoming a bad woman!

On the small street at the back entrance of National University of Tokyo, a box truck was parked on the street.

This kind of human-powered cart is called a yatai cart in Japan. It is almost equal to the upgraded Plus version of domestic roadside stalls. It has an awning. When it is opened, it feels a bit like an ice cream truck. There are a few pictures under the awning. The guests sit on the wooden stools to eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. Once guests enter, the cloth canopy hanging from the canopy can cover their upper bodies, creating a private dining environment.

People who come to such places to eat are usually workers, office workers in a hurry, or poor students who still need student loans. Even elites like Tokyo University will have the kind of poor and hard-working children who look like the protagonists of Japanese dramas. .

This has allowed the boss's business to always be pretty good. Although the environment is much worse than in the store, it wins favor because of its unique taste. Nowadays, most of the food stores are industrialized, which means the cost is low and the processing speed is fast. Basically, the products prepared in the store are industrial pre-made products. When the customers come, they just need to prepare them quickly.

The boss still uses traditional hand-made noodles. When passersby pass by, you can always hear the sound of the boss throwing and pulling the noodles. Everyone likes to eat this old tradition, just like eating the ramen cooked by grandparents at home.

The night is getting late, and the boss is still preparing noodles for tomorrow. There is a small TV on the stand, which is playing a video with local Japanese characteristics. Although the sound is not turned on, it seems that just watching it can make you gasp.

This is the boss's entertainment when no one is around. Repeated work will always make people feel boring. Even if they are busy for a living, they still have to add a little something different to the same life.

The black business car parked quietly on the side of the road. The ramen chef saw the reflection of the car in the pool of water on the side of the road, followed by a series of cheerful Chinese shouts, which he could understand somewhat.

"Just this, just this! It looks very local!"

The girl's voice was very nice. The ramen chef could imagine that she was a sunny girl, probably on a trip. She was still wearing wooden clogs after the rain. She ran over from the car and made a clicking sound. She was as light as a deer in the forest.

She was the first to come in and curiously looked at the layout of the yatai car. There were similar things in China, but it was really rare. Usually, things unloaded from the truck were set up as roadside stalls. Like Japan, they even deliberately There are really not many people who set up a private space, which is very suitable for her taste as a former Cinderella.

“It’s a rare experience to eat on the street.”

"I wonder if he sells braised large intestines."

"In Japan, miso-braised large intestines are usually sold in izakayas to go with drinks. A small store like this may not have much to choose from. But are you sure you want to experience the so-called authentic Japanese ramen in a store like this?"

Following a brief discussion, three men opened the curtain and came in, occupying all four benches.