foreigner's journey

Chapter 753 It's Impolite To Talk About Work During Breakfast
It was on the second day of the dinner that Mr. Fu realized the strength of Dianci.

In fairness, anyone who has been hit as badly as last night will be devastated for days.

But the electricity time was different. After waking up the next morning, he cheerfully rushed to the cafeteria of the Tokyo Public Security Demon Hunter Headquarters, took four slices of toast and four cans of different jams, and sat there heartlessly eating up.

Until Mr. Fu sat across from Dianci with the dinner plate, Dianci was still concentrating on spreading jam on the third piece of bread spoonful after spoonful.

Picking up the coffee cup and taking a sip, Mr. Fu picked up the sandwich: "I woke up very early."

Dianci concentrated on applying the fourth layer of jam without looking up, as if on a pilgrimage: "Good morning, Brother Fu."

Fu, Brother Fu?
It's just the third day, and I've dropped from Mr. Fu to Brother Fu?Let him stay in one class for another two days, will he become smaller?

He put his hand to his mouth and coughed, and then said: "Dianci, today's process is very urgent, you should eat faster."

"Oh--!"

Don't look at the long time of spreading the jam, the speed of eating bread is super fast, three or four mouthfuls are all dazzled, and the mouth is puffed up and said: "Zhitie Shimu Yinwu?"

"Ok?"

Dian times speeded up his chewing, and asked again: "What's the task today?"

"Take you on a formal mission for an actual combat, and then find a teacher for you based on the actual combat situation. Don't frown, this is Mr. Quick Zhan's order."

"I'm super good, there's no need for teachers or anything."

"Super powerful? Who was knocked out by the claw of the crab demon?"

"That's because I was merciful. I was afraid that the crab meat that was sawed too much would not taste good."

"I hope that after a while, your skills will be as tough as your mouth in actual combat."

Mr. Fu raised his arm and looked at his watch: "It's almost time, let's go."

"Oh!!"

Denji is confidently preparing for his first battle as a full-fledged member of the Anti-Monster Class.

At the same time, Heather was also standing in a handmade udon self-service shop.

Japan is not like China. There are no roadside breakfast stalls in the morning. If you want to have breakfast, you have to prepare it at home or go to a convenience store to buy bread and rice balls. Only a few fast food shops will open in the morning.

The name of this store is 'Xiangchuan'. The store is small and clean, and it is already full of people at this time.

However, Heather is not worried about lack of seats, because this kind of handmade udon buffet can be eaten immediately.

The sound of noodles being sucked and sucked one after another, and the soup pot in front of the counter was steaming.

"Welcome, how many balls do you want?" The boss wiped his hands with a smile and asked Heather, who was looking at the layout of the store.

"Huh? How many balls?" Heather looked suspicious.

The boss pointed to the top of his head, and the price list pasted on it clearly stated——

One ball, 200 yuan; two balls, 300 yuan; three balls, 400 yuan, which seems to be the distinction between large and small bowls in Lanzhou ramen shops.

There are also a lot of side dishes (additional ingredients), tempura and fried beef hash browns are 90 yuan, raw eggs are 50 yuan, hot spring eggs are 80 yuan, and fried tofu sushi is 120 yuan.

Heather didn't have difficulty in choosing, and immediately chose what she wanted to eat: "A ball, add a fried beef hash brown and hot spring eggs."

"Shenghui 370 yen."

Heather took out a few coins in the wallet: "Here is 400 yen."

"30 yen for you."

It's not like ordinary noodle shops are ready to serve you. In handmade udon self-service shops, you only put noodles in bowls and hand them to customers. After that, customers have to do everything by themselves, so it's "self-service".

After taking the noodle bowl, Heather had a hard time. She had never eaten self-service udon before, and everyone around her was hard at work. Who will give me a demonstration?
Just when he was in trouble, a soft voice came from behind: "Excuse me, can I order food?"

Heather looked back, and found a beautiful woman with a curvy figure in a black windbreaker standing behind her. Her long orange-red hair was braided, and she tapped her chin with her fingers while circling it with a pair of golden circles. Look at the price list above your head.

Makima... so fast.

Heather stepped aside with the noodle bowl and did not speak.

Soon Machima chose what she wanted to eat, a ball of udon with additional tempura.

Then she came to Heather with a bowl of noodles, and smiled in an inaudible voice, "It's very simple."

After speaking, Machima came to the counter and picked up the colander in the soup pot, poured the noodles in the noodle bowl into the colander, and put the colander and noodles into the soup pot.

After cooking for four to five seconds, Machima picked up the colander to drain the water, and poured the hot noodles and hot soup into the noodle bowl.I came to the counter and put chopped green onion and fried noodles into the bowl one by one, and finally took a piece of tempura from the counter and put it on an extra small plate.

Putting the noodle bowl and saucer on the standing table, Mazima smiled and made an elegant gesture of 'please' to Heather.

Sigh... If she didn't know her character and methods, Heather would really think that she is a beautiful woman with a knowledgeable and elegant temperament.

What a pity, what a pity.

Heather imitated Maqima's operations in a decent manner, and then the two stood on both sides of the standing table, holding the noodle bowls and bowing their heads.

The taste is really good, and the noodles are very strong. Heather took two mouthfuls of the noodles and said without raising her head: "What a surprise, I thought a beauty like you wouldn't come to a handmade udon restaurant to eat."

"What do you think my eating style should be?" Machima seemed to think that the noodles were a bit bland, and sprinkled some chili powder in it.

"Small cakes in small and exquisite porcelain dishes with intricate patterns, orchid fingers holding delicate tea cups to taste black tea, and there must be a bouquet of dewy flowers just picked in the morning on the table."

"You are talking about a European lady in the 17th century. In fact, I like to eat garlic ramen and tonkatsu, and I also like to drink draft beer."

"Hey, my fantasy of beautiful women has been ruthlessly destroyed by you!"

"You're welcome. For the sake of saving my colleague the day before yesterday, I won't charge you tuition."

Heather dazzled the noodles and fried beef hash browns, took a big mouthful of noodle soup from the noodle bowl, and then put down the bowl with satisfaction: "Huh...not bad."

After taking the facial tissue from Mazima, Heather wiped her mouth and looked at the other side: "You are the famous Mazima."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Heather."

Maqima also put down the bowl, and raised her chin to the outside: "Would you like me?"

The two walked out of the udon shop one after the other, feeling the cool morning wind and walking side by side on the street, like a couple.

"One?"

"Lime mustard flavored gum, I like it very much, so you're welcome."

Heather chewed the gum and put the small box back into her pocket, and said in a casual tone while walking along the street: "So, you are here to give me the reward instead of Brother Fu? Please trouble a big man like you, it's a bit Flattered."

"It's one of the reasons."

Mazima walked beside Heather unhurriedly, said with a smile:

"On behalf of the public security demon hunter, I want to make a commission for you."

"Let's talk about it first."

"Listen to the reward first or the content of the entrustment first?"

"Is there a difference?"

Heather glanced at Machima sideways:

"If I refuse, you will definitely use the privilege of 'recruiting folks during a special period' for me in the special lesson on magic, right?"

"But you don't seem to care about this so-called privilege."

"I only do things for fun, so you need to 'seduce' me with a great pay or commission, Makima."

Heather's mouth slowly curled up:

"Now, let's talk about it."

(End of this chapter)