I teach kendo in Tokyo

While talking, the chef put the grilled crab legs on the plate.

In fact, Kazuma had smelled the scent of crab legs just now, but other things attracted his attention, so he gradually got used to it.

Now that the crab legs were placed in front of him, the scent that had been ignored before was activated again, stimulating the secretion of saliva.

Mikako directly picked up the crab leg, pulled it with chopsticks, and pulled out a piece of crab meat.

She couldn't wait to put the crab meat into her mouth.

Kazuma carefully observed Mikako's expression.

Seiryu looked at Mikako and said, I suddenly feel that looking at your expression Mikako can make the food taste three times better.

Only three times? That won't work, Mikako said, reaching for the other leg. Three times is too little. I'll eat another one so you can see it again.

Qingliu glanced at the plate and silently counted the number of legs. After counting, he quickly started to take it without arguing with Mikako.

Honami also took one. She bit one end of the crab shell and pulled out the whole piece of meat with a gentle tug.

Mikako complained: Honami, you actually eat it in such an uncivilized way.

You, the person sitting at this table, are not qualified to say that to me. Honami paused, I ate too politely just now and didn't get much meat, so I made some improvements.

At this time, Tamamo also took a pair of tongs, picked out the meat, took some of the newly prepared soup, and then brought it to Kazuma.

Ah~ Tamamo said softly.

Kazuma obediently opened his mouth, and the plump crab claw meat entered Kazuma's mouth.

When it came to his mouth, Kazuma realized that the new sauce Tamamo had just made was actually lime juice and salt, but unexpectedly it matched the taste of crab meat very well.

In fact, when Hema eats seafood, he prefers light sauces to enjoy the original taste of the seafood.

Mikako looked here, shaking the crab leg shell in his hand, and said: If it were me, I would feint a shot and put it in my mouth.

As expected of you.

Kazuma was in a state of great contentment and was too lazy to talk to Mikako.

But he always felt that something was missing in this satisfaction.

After thinking for a long time, Kazuma discovered: garlic is missing!

Japanese people eat seafood, but they don’t add garlic!

Kazuma looked at the grilled crab legs on the table and immediately felt uncomfortable: it would be beautiful if a layer of minced garlic was sprinkled on the surface of the crab legs!

That's the way people are, once they have thoughts, they can't get them back.

Kazuma raised his hand and asked the Mito celebrity: Um, Mito-san, can you give me two halves of garlic?

It's too late to eat garlic-grilled crab legs now, at least two bites of garlic will give you a taste in your mouth.

The Mito celebrity was surprised: Garlic? That...isn't it still smelling fishy if it's not roasted well?

He thought Kazuma asked for garlic to get rid of the fishy smell in his mouth.

Kazuma shook his head: No, no, these crab legs are very good, but I read in a book that Chinese people like to add garlic when eating seafood barbecue. I'll give it a try.

The two decades from the 1980s to 2000 were the honeymoon period between China and Japan - mainly because of the honeymoon between China and the United States in this era, Japan, as its younger brother, naturally followed the footsteps of the United States.

One of the manifestations of the honeymoon period is that Japanese people in this era have a high degree of favorability towards China.

Therefore, there are many Chinese elements in the pop culture products of this era, and this is what the market accepts in this era.

Ranma, Little Master of China, Travel Notes, and even the famous Dragon Ball are full of Chinese elements.

Even for robot works like Gundam, which boasted realism, this era also produced unusual works like Mobile Fighter, and even gave the protagonist Domon a Chinese master.

Just because of the honeymoon period between China and Japan, when the Mito celebrity heard that this was the Chinese way of eating, not only was he not angry, but he nodded repeatedly: I have heard about it too, it is indeed like this. Harata, give two garlics to the guests.

The assistant said Hey and started peeling the garlic.

When the garlic was in hand, Kazuma picked up a crab leg himself and took a bite of the crab leg and a bite of garlic - this time the taste was right!

The Mito celebrity looked at Kazuma and asked with concern: How is it?

Kazuma gave a thumbs up with his left hand.

Mikako looked at it, suddenly grabbed Kazuma's right hand, and bit into his mouth the half-cooked garlic pinched between his index finger and thumb.

emmmm... There was a complicated expression on her face. After swallowing the crab meat and garlic together, she said, I don't think there is much difference. It seems that chewing it with garlic makes it a little more refreshing?

Qingliu frowned and looked at her: Isn't garlic spicy?

Yes. Mikako nodded, Would you like a sip of Seiryu?

I reject.

While Mikako persuaded Haruyu to eat garlic, Honami took a clove of garlic, smelled it, shook her head, and continued to choose the orthodox Japanese way of eating.

But Tamamo didn't even look at the garlic cloves from beginning to end, just minding her own business.

At this time, the female general who had left to greet other customers opened the door and asked the waiter to bring in new ingredients.

As soon as Kazuma saw the way Tamamo stretched its neck, he knew it must be a pufferfish.

You like pufferfish so much. Kazuma said.

Well, I haven't eaten in a long time.

Eat what you want, can anyone stop you?

My store is just an ordinary wagashi shop. You can't just eat puffer fish if you want.

You are a liar.

Mito Meimei changed a new chopping board and knives, then caught a puffer fish and put it on the chopping board, and it disintegrated very quickly.

Kazuma watched him operate, and his mouth, which was so satisfied just now, began to secrete saliva, which is also called saliva.

He finally understood that watching celebrities handling ingredients is also part of the meal, which can make the ingredients taste more delicious.

The Mito celebrity quickly finished processing a puffer fish, then placed the crystal clear snow-white meat slices on a plate, poured a little rice wine on it, and placed it in front of Kazuma.

please.

Tamamo moved her chopsticks directly: I won't be polite.

She picked up a piece of meat, which looked like a handful of snow.

Kazuma followed the piece of meat with his eyes, watched Tamamo dip it in the sauce, and finally put it in his mouth.

Then a happy expression appeared on Tamamo's face.

Kazuma quickly picked up a piece, dipped it in the ingredients on Tamamo's plate, and then put it in his mouth.

When it first enters the mouth, there is only the sour taste of lime, and then the delicious taste of puffer fish spreads.

The fish meat was very smooth and tender, unexpectedly a little chewy, but it quickly melted in the mouth.

Just as Kazuma was about to pick up another piece, he saw Mikako scooping up four or five pieces of puffer fish meat with chopsticks and swallowing it in one gulp.

Qingliu looked at Mikako with wide eyes: The way you eat is just like the Yakuza.

Yeah?

Yes, in order to show off his domineering power, the leader of the Yakuza will eat it in such a bold way. But this is puffer fish. Aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death if you eat it like this?

Upon hearing this, Mikako immediately grabbed her neck with both hands: Ah, I can't breathe!

I believe you're going to hell! Qing Liu raised her eyes and snorted.

During the conversation, the second puffer fish was also killed, and a new plate of sashimi was placed on the table.

Tamamo was in a good mood, humming a tune at a volume that only Kazuma could hear. She scooped up seven pieces of sashimi with chopsticks, poured them into the sauce plate, rinsed them, and then took a sip.

Mikako: Oh, Tamamo also uses the extreme way of eating, I'll come too! Won't you take a bite, Seiryu?

Qingliu shook her head repeatedly: No, I will be so sick when I eat pufferfish that I will vomit it out. It should be a sequelae of poisoning when I was a child.

That's a pity. Let me take care of Haruyu's part. Mikako said with a smile.

Kazuma originally thought Tamamo was trying to grab the spot, but when he turned around, he saw that she was already drinking tea.

It seems that I feel happy and satisfied.

At this time, the final dish was also served, crab meat soup as thick as sesame paste.

The Japanese high-end cuisine that Kazuma had eaten before was all about small portions and exquisiteness, but this restaurant obviously didn't have this problem. They just brought out a large pot of crab meat soup and served it in a ramen bowl, one for each person. bowl.

Kazuma thought it was ramen at first, but when he took a closer look, he realized that there were no noodles in the soup.

The crab meat soup smelled very delicious, causing Kazuma's salivary glands to react again after having been stimulated so many times.

Logically speaking, Hema had already eaten a lot by this time and was almost seventy percent full, so he shouldn't have that much saliva anymore.

But it turns out his stomach still has a lot of potential.

He couldn't wait to take a spoon and take a bite.

——Hmm...Am I looking forward to it too much? It doesn't seem that delicious.

Kazuma took another sip.

Then he determined that this soup could only be rated seven points by Cantonese standards.

Maybe it was because he was already seventy percent full.

When a person is hungry, anything he eats is delicious. Even the sour soup served by a beggar is Pearl Jade White Jade Soup.

On the contrary, when you are not hungry, all kinds of delicious food will be reduced.

Just when Kazuma thought this, he saw Mikako drinking quickly one after another next to him.

However, he felt that Mikako probably couldn't be used as a reference. Everything she ate tasted delicious.

Kazuma turned to observe Tamamo and Honami and found that they were also drinking happily.

——Could it be that my standards are relatively high?

At this time, the Mito celebrity asked: How?

As a famous person like Ma Nian, who has been serving him for so long, he politely gave a thumbs up: It's delicious.

The celebrity had no doubts and turned to gesture to his assistant, who immediately started seasoning the last soup.

It's the kind of matsutake soup that uses Teapot Castle.

The Mito celebrity smiled and said: There is no miso soup at the end, but a teapot matsutake dish. I hope you like it. Please tell the assistant directly if you want to drink soup after eating. Dessert will be served later.

Kazuma nodded.

Originally, he had some expectations for teapot matsutake, but when he heard that it was used to replace miso soup, his expectations dropped sharply.

Because he doesn't like miso soup, he looks down on miso soup.

Kazuma even wanted to just take a toothpick and start picking his teeth.

But for the sake of the special grade matsutake, he decided to play it safe. After drinking seven percent of the soup, he sat down and raised his hand.

Bring me a pot, he said.

The assistant immediately brought a pot over, placed it in front of him, and opened the lid.

I don't know if it was because his expectations were lowered, but this time he actually thought the soup was pretty good.

The aroma of matsutake is fully melted into the soup, which is light and delicious.

The matsutake itself absorbs some of the umami flavor of kombu and bonito, making the taste diversified.

After finishing the soup, Kazuma leaned back in his chair and took out the toothpick.

Overall, it was a pleasant meal. Except for the much-anticipated soup, which was a bit average, everything else was great.

Tamamo also finished the soup at this time. She wiped her mouth carefully with a tissue, clasped her hands together and said I'm done.

Kazuma then remembered that he had missed this step, and hurriedly did the same.

After all, we are all Dongdong students, so we can’t give people the impression that they don’t have table manners.

Honami also finished eating. After completing the set of procedures, she turned to look at Kazuma: There is a room here that provides naps. Kazuma, do you want to take a nap?

No, I'm in good spirits. Kazuma said while picking his teeth, I'm going to Sakurajima later, so I can sleep in the car.

Honami nodded, then stood up: Then I'll call the branch and ask the car to come in advance.

Qingliu asked doubtfully: Aren't you going to take the car that brought us here?

The car that drove Kazuma and the others over was a limousine belonging to the Kyushu branch of the Nanjo Consortium. The car was parked in front of the hotel, but the driver went to eat at another restaurant.

Honami shook her head: A stretch sedan is not very comfortable for long distances. After all, the height of the car is there, and only Haruyu can stand up in the car.

Qingliu: Hey! What do you mean!

Sorry. Anyway, I think it's better to take a minibus for this kind of long distance. When you get tired, you can stand up and move around, and there's plenty of space.

Kazuma nodded: Reasonable.

Then I'm going to make a call. Honami turned and left the room.

As soon as she left, the Mito celebrity said to Kazuma: This ends my service for you today. I hope you are still satisfied.

Only then did Kazuma realize that in just a short while, Mito Mingmei and his assistant had already cleared away the stove chopping board, and moved the remaining pots of soup and desserts in front of Kazuma.

If you want to continue eating, you can take it for yourself. We will leave.

After saying this, the Mito celebrity bowed to Kazuma.

Kazuma also stood up and bowed to the celebrity.

The celebrity then left with his assistant.

After watching the celebrity leave, Mikako lay down directly on the table and touched her belly under the table: Ah, my belly is round. I can't say more than four months.

Kazuma: Really? I don't believe it.

After saying that, he reached out and touched it, and it was true that Mikako's belly was now round, and it was still hard when he pressed it.

Don't press it! Mikako yelled, What should I do if it spurts out? It's so expensive.

Kazuma laughed out loud.

Qingliu leaned on the back of his chair and looked at the ceiling: Let's go out for more than 10 million for this meal. I definitely didn't care before. Now... wow, this money is enough for me to study in a music high school for many years!

Mikako, who was lying on the table, lazily said: The annual salary of a diplomat is more than 10 million yen, so as long as I am admitted to the civil service of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and work for a few years to become an official diplomat, You can earn such a meal in a year.”

Tamamo took out a teacup from somewhere, held it and said, Mikako, don't you know? After you become a diplomat, you can use the service funds of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to eat in restaurants of this quality.

Hey, is that so? Mikako still responded lazily, and even her yes became limp.

Tamamo continued: Kazuma may be a little troublesome, but as long as you work as a police officer for five or six years, various forces will come to entertain you, and you will become a frequent visitor to the most famous high-end restaurant in Tokyo.

Yeah, then I'm looking forward to it.

Kazuma replied noncommittally.

At this moment, Honami suddenly opened the door and shouted anxiously: Kazuma!

Kazuma raised his head and looked at Honami in confusion: What's wrong? Did something big happen?

Mr. Shangquan's wife called and said he was hospitalized!

Kazuma said Ah: What the hell?

Wait, it seems that I heard someone say something in vain before, that old man Shangquan is in poor health, so he is eager to teach swordsmanship?

Honami: I have asked people from the company to charter a plane. If we go to the airport immediately, we can visit the elderly before the hospital visiting hours end today!