Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 52

Ao Ye Chengzi put on a serious face: "Acceptable, it doesn't mean love to eat, dare to eat and like to eat!"

"For example, your China also has delicacies such as 'live beads', 'folded ear root', and 'soil bamboo shoot jelly'."

"You accept their existence, but it doesn't mean you have to try it yourself."

Hey, this girl must have secretly made up lessons, and she also knows about live beads, folded ear roots, and soil bamboo shoots.

The truth is this truth.

For the existence of these "dark dishes", Xia Yan said that he is happy to hear and see, and he doesn't mind trying it within the acceptable range, but once it exceeds the psychological limit, he will definitely not touch it.

Aono Sumiko let out a sudden snort.

Take a look at the two boxes of milt on the bar, then look at Xia Yan.

Look sideways at the menu wall.

"Bang——" she patted the table excitedly, "Is there a major update to the menu in the store? I have never seen ingredients like fish white in your store before!"

Takashi Shimada next to the girl became even more tense when he heard the words.

The butt moved unnaturally.

It turned out to be the main spicy, dark Sichuan cuisine.

Now, even the ingredients are not normal. This is the rhythm of attacking from two directions and two angles, cooking skills and ingredients!

"..."

Cautiously glanced at Yubai again, Shimada Takashi remained silent, compared to another girl who was good at chatting with friends, he was like a cannon fodder soldier rushing to the battlefield, his face was more tense than ever, and 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 freezer compartment of the refrigerator.

very strange!

Takashi Shimada was secretly amazed.

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

But why throw it in the refrigerator and freeze it for a while?
If you pursue chilled.

I am very obsessed with the chilled taste, the easiest way is to break the ice cubes and put them on the plate. The sashimi slices are equivalent to owning the ice throne.

"Ah, the waste oil has been overturned." Xia Yan put his hands on his hips, looking helplessly at the messy cooking table.

After a month of absence, the mouse really rebelled.

He remembered that before he chose to travel in "Spirit of the Halberd Eater", he packed the kitchen garbage well.

The used waste oil is specially put into a bottle for disposal, but now the waste oil bottle has been knocked over and dropped in the sink with the cap still open.

The point is, the used oil is pretty much leaking.

The sink was greasy and musty, and another part of the missing oil had undoubtedly gone down the drain.

Seeing this, Xia Yan was secretly worried: "I hope it's not so unlucky. It just happened to be a street sanitation inspection. Otherwise, people like supervisors will block the door for education and hand in a fine."

The ingredients and kitchen knives are left to stand first.

"Just wait 10 minutes."

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi couldn't help but look at each other in dismay when they saw the chef's behavior of focusing on cleaning halfway.

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

As a result, Sumiko Aono raised her hand to ask a question, and got a handsome answer of "only a knife is needed".

"..."

An uncle who was born in the Showa era and witnessed the prosperity of neon and the bursting of bubbles.

One is a white, rich and beautiful girl with a fashion Vtuber anchor status in the Heisei era, and her family has a mansion in Shibuya Songtao.

You look at me, I look at you.

Confusion was written all over his face.

Even the simplest 'fish white sashimi', you have to step up your efforts and prepare the sashimi dipping sauce.

Sashimi is very important to raw materials, yes, the ingredients determine the quality of more than 70% of the dishes.

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

With swift hands and feet, Xia Yan quickly cleaned the inside of the bar until it was spotless.

The air seems to have become clearer.

"OK!"

I saw him go straight to open the freezer of the refrigerator, and the cold mist suddenly filled the air.

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi only felt that the cold fog was a bit strange, and what was even more amazing was that a knife blade was slowly taken out of the cabinet by the chef.

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 by the chef.

In the field of vision of the two of them, there seemed to be a flash of coldness.

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 whispered in unison, saying that their eyes were dazzled, and their seats were 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 together.

Xia Yan didn't care about them, he flicked the blade with his fingers as if no one was there, and said, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?!"

Looking sideways at the guest's scorching gaze, Xia Yan explained: "I have regrets about this knife."

Aono Sumiko and Shimada Takashi: "???"

Xia Yan was really sorry in his heart.

With special techniques, it is impossible to imitate the [Beichen Sirius Knife] after all. You must know that this famous weapon and famous soldier is used in conjunction with the "Arhat Crystal Slash" in "Zhonghua Yiyi". The world's unique skills must not be brought to the extreme.

However, the ingredients are only "fish white".

It's not a recipe for original luminous rules like "Strong Ice Fresh Snapper Mountain".

"I have to figure out how to get the Ice Soul Knife. Anyway, in the world of Paradise in China, the group of people in the dark culinary world must have clues to the Ice Soul Knife."

Xia Yan moved a wooden chopping board to the bar, and the two boxes of milt did not move.

When I was planning to cut fish whites and make sashimi dishes from a distance of a bar, under the eyes of customers.

"Dong dong."

"Is the store manager there?"

A dignified and questioning mature female 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 in a black and gray women's suit.

"Some enthusiastic residents have reported you and your cooking house for disobeying the town's garbage regulations and disposing of waste oil at will."

Xia Yan discovered that the women were wearing armbands, and there was an armband on it that said XX District Catering Development Association.

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

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

Hold the grass!

It's really unlucky for people, they will choke to death when they drink water.

"Ten days ago, I planned to send you a ticket." The woman took out another invoice with the official seal of the association, and the fine amount was 2000 yen.

Tema's!
Xia Yan secretly complained about Neon's association and association.

This store, from the day he woke up, was obviously under the management of a lot of associations in this town. In addition to the endlessly emerging wonderful associations in the island country, various folk associations are also considered to be various, which are part of the social ecology.

The woman had a work permit hanging on her chest.

Name, Miura Yuka.

As for the title, the sign was somewhat reflective, and Xia Yan could only vaguely see the word "director".

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

However, Miura Yuka obviously wanted to verbally persuade the manager who violated the education 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 reports about your restaurant service. Complaints on…”

Xia Yan sighed.

"I said, can you wait a while and let me cut up the sashimi?"

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

"(°△°|||)!"

Da da, the knife is very narrow and long, when it collides with the wooden chopping board when cutting, the sound is very slight and almost inaudible.

moment.

Xia Yan got two small plates of fish white sashimi.

As for the dipping sauce, it is even simpler. Turn around and take out a bottle of soy sauce from the cupboard, pour it out, and get two saucers of sauce.

"Please use--"

(End of this chapter)