My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

Hua Ye looked at the helper girl wearing a chef's uniform standing in the middle of the bar, and beckoned, "Nanban fried chicken, grilled saury, chikuwa kamaboko, and thick-cut tofu."

"Okay." The girl nodded quickly, "Please wait a moment."

Izakaya is a general term for restaurants that focus on drinking. Different izakaya have different focus on business scope, mainly divided into yakinikuya, barbecue restaurant, fried skewer house and so on.

The izakaya in front of me is a fried skewer house. The dishes are mainly fried. The most distinctive dish is Nanban fried chicken. The Southern Barbarian Kingdom, which is now Portugal and Spain.

In fact, the cooking method of tempura was introduced to Japan from Spain. Only sashimi, a poor way of eating in ancient times, really originated in Japan.

Izakayas are different from ordinary restaurants. Most of the dishes have been prepared and brought up in a short while.

"Alice, come and eat together." While speaking, Lafite picked up a piece of Nanban fried chicken and handed it to Hua Ye's mouth, "Student Hua Ye, please taste it first."

You are enough, you are too embarrassed to act like a baby in public, and don't deliberately show your gentleness and virtuousness!

Hua Ye remained expressionless, biting the fried chicken.

The way to eat this stuff is very simple, just dip it in the sauce. Wrap the pre-fried chicken nuggets with a layer of sweet and sour Nanban sauce, and then match it with tartar sauce. The sauce on the outer layer is sweet and sour, and the sauce in the middle The tempura batter is crispy and crispy, and the innermost chicken breast has an attractive aroma. When you bite down, the taste is distinct, sweet and sour.

"what about the taste?"

"generally."

Hua Ye commented casually. In his opinion, the food in this world is very ordinary and not delicious at all. If you really want to eat delicious food, you have to go to a world where you can explode your clothes!

"Hey, it's great to be able to cook." Alice folded her hands in front of her chest, and started complaining, "Sure enough, it's the most suitable for a house husband?"

Hua Ye half-closed his eyes: "Say it again."

"Stop talking." Alice turned her head, her twin ponytails drawn a golden arc behind her back, "If you ask me to say it, I will say it, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Hua Ye said expressionlessly, "Don't ask me later."

"Who would please you." The short bean ding subconsciously said, "With Master Bai Yu and Sister Ji Xiang around, I don't need you!"

"Xiaoqian." Lafite cupped her long hair with one hand, bent down and said, "Eat a piece of Nanban fried chicken."

The little Lolita showed hesitation and obviously wanted to eat, but she didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked up at her mother.

Big Lolita frowned tightly, with a dazed and helpless expression on her face, and she nodded silently after a while.

"Thank you, sister Lafite." Little Lolita took the Nanban fried chicken and thanked politely.

After a moment.

The izakaya uncle came back, holding a very thick photo album in his hand, rummaging through it while saying: "When new tenants check in, or when old tenants leave, they must register their photos with me..."

"found it."

The uncle of the izakaya stopped turning the pages, slid his fingers, and handed over the notebook covered with photos: "This woman should be the little girl's mother."

Hua Ye glanced at the book, and it was the first time he saw what Kaoru Ishihara said about 'the gentlest and kindest Aguang'. He was a thin young man with glasses and broken hair. His appearance could only be described as delicate, unless he was People with special tastes, otherwise he would not even have the chance to use the rich woman happy ball.

"Hey, this is Dad?" Little Loli opened her eyes wide.

Ishihara Kaoru's eyes were bright, shining brightly: "It's Aguang."

"Who is this woman?" Alice asked curiously.

This photo should have been taken not long before Hikaru Ishihara passed away. Why is there a strange woman beside him?Is it a third party or someone?

"I..." Da Luoli frowned, shook her head and said, "I don't remember."

A diner nearby yelled, "Let's take a look?"

"Many people are powerful."

"No matter how serious the difficulties are, you can't leave your daughter behind."

Lafite said, "Let them take a look."

"Ah."

The big loli Kaoru Ishihara nodded, and passed the photo over. When it was in the hands of a middle-aged diner, the diner showed a strange expression on his face, and said hesitantly, "I have seen this woman..."

Everyone was shocked. They thought they were looking for a needle in a haystack, but they didn't expect to find a clue so easily?

"If I remember correctly." The middle-aged diner put down the photo, "It should be the female publicist of the bar."

This answer is quite unsatisfactory.

"You must remember wrongly, right?"

Abandoning one's daughter because of unavoidable difficulties, there is a possibility of forgiveness, but if one abandons her daughter for the sake of pleasure, it will only make people feel uncomfortable and even call the police.

"Who remembers it wrong?" The middle-aged man probably drank a little too much alcohol. Now that the alcohol was on his face, he said with a stiff neck, "I asked her to drink with me before!"

"I have the number of the club's mother Sang here." The man took out his mobile phone and dialed directly, "Just ask."

After a moment.

A photo was sent, and everyone compared it. The woman in the phone was exactly the same as the woman in the photo just now, obviously the same person.

Alice opened her eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief on her face: "It's actually a female publicist?"

Female public relations are the same as male public relations. Once they enter the industry, they basically say goodbye to words such as single-mindedness and love. Female public relations who are well-informed and earn a lot of money will like a dull, introverted, rented person who has just graduated. The man in the small apartment is incredible no matter how you think about it.

Alice remembered that on the way to find Xiaoqiu's dog companion that day, Tian Zhongnai's father had fallen into a similar trap. All kinds of speculations kept popping up in this little bean's mind.