Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

On the boat going home, Yang Ming stood on the deck, looking at Yueying Island in the distance. Conan came out from behind.

"Can you answer a few questions for me?"

Yang Ming pointed to something on the ground, and Conan leaned over to open it. It was the lunch box made by Honest yesterday.

"I see, eels combined with dried plums can make people comatose, and in severe cases can cause poisoning. Is this why he said sorry to you?"

Conan frowned and looked at Yang Ming and asked, "But I still don't understand. You already knew he was a criminal. Why didn't you identify him face to face? Do you want him to understand his mistake and surrender?"

Yang Ming sighed and said slowly: "Maybe."

After speaking, Yang Ming took the lunch box from Conan's hand and threw all the food into the sea. In an instant, the fish in the sea came over smelling the fragrance.

Originally, he planned to save Aso Makoto. After all, he felt particularly sorry when he saw Makoto being buried in a sea of ​​fire in his previous life. But what happens in reality is not as imagined.

This is also the first time Yang Ming has been so at a loss since time travel. The originally kind-hearted Honesty, because he wanted to die, did not hesitate to cook a dark dish for himself. If you were not a chef and didn’t know that this combination would cause problems, would you just be fooled?

Thinking of his honest face, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh. Traveling through time still failed to change the reality of his death. For him, maybe this is the best destination...

As soon as he returned to the door of the coffee shop, Yang Ming found that many people had gathered at the door. After looking at the time, it turned out to be dinner time.

Yang Ming struggled to squeeze in and shouted loudly: "Private Marseille, let me in."

Azusa Enomoto, who was busy entertaining customers in the store, saw that his boss was back and said excitedly: "Boss, you are finally back. Go and help Sister Fujino. There are too many orders and I can't be busy at all."

Yang Ming turned his attention to the kitchen. Haizhu turned on all the available stoves and was working tirelessly.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that she was really suffering. He dashed into the kitchen, put on his apron, and joined the fight.

It has to be said that Yang Ming, who traveled through time, has become more and more skilled in cooking. Thanks to the joint cooperation of two top chefs, orders in the store are being processed quickly.

Azusa Enomoto, who was busy, couldn't help complaining: "Boss, we are a cafe, not a restaurant. These days, I have become a waiter who can only pass dishes."

Yang Ming, who was shaking his head, was also thinking about this issue. Although the name of the store has not changed and is still called Poirot Cafe, the nature of the store has begun to change into a Chinese restaurant. Among the guests who come, few order coffee, but many order Chinese food.

This made him wonder whether he should remove Chinese food from the menu. Although the business in the store is very booming now, it has reached the point where it is too busy.

Mao Tu, who was cashiering at the side, also said: "Xiao Zi is right, if we don't recruit a few employees, we will be extremely busy."

Yang Ming curled his lips and said: "Okay, I know, I will publish the recruitment brochure tomorrow. How about doubling your salary before the new people come."

Maotu and Haizhu didn't think it mattered, after all, they didn't rely on this to make money. But when Azusa Enomoto heard this, he said happily: "Really? Long live the boss!"

Yang Ming looked at Azusa Enomoto dotingly and said with emotion: "What a little girl who won't grow up."

After dusk, Yang Ming changed the business in front of the store to closed. Several people were sitting on the sofa enjoying dinner.

Azusa Enomoto sighed: "Fujino-san's cooking skills are really amazing. She can cook the food so deliciously."

Haizhu smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Xiaozi. The love of diners is the greatest respect for a chef."

At this time, Azusa Enomoto received a text message on her mobile phone. When she checked it, Yang Ming beside her also noticed the message.

Azusa Enomoto is editing: Forget it, I still have to go to work, so I won’t travel.

Yang Ming frowned and asked, "What kind of trip?"

Azusa Enomoto was stunned, waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, it's a scholar exchange group I joined. They want to organize a trip, it seems to be called Izu Tour Group. But I have to go to work and don't have time to go."

When Yang Ming heard this, he said generously: "What do you think it is? It's just a trip. I'm treating you to a team building, and the destination is Izu! It's a happy decision!"

Azusa Enomoto: "Huh? Isn't this too hasty? The cafe has just started to improve, how can it not be open?"

Yang Ming took a sip of the noodles nonchalantly and said in a slurred voice, "Okay, we'll go there then. Yuxiang and Linyi will stay to look at the store."

Yuxiang and Linyi: Is this the team building you’re talking about?

As night fell, Master Yang got on the bus home after a hard day's work.

"Publish a recruitment brochure tonight and hang it on the door tomorrow."

"Ok."

Maotu, who was driving, could not see any emotion. Yang Ming continued: "One more thing. Simplify the menu of the cafe and remove some difficult dishes."

"Ok."

"One more thing. Contact Shen Hou and arrange a restaurant on the busiest street in Mihua City. I want to change it to a Chinese restaurant. I will go there to eat in the future."

"Ok."

"And one more thing."

Maotu showed displeasure and said angrily: "Can't you finish it all at once?"

Yang Ming smiled awkwardly: "I'll tell Lin Yi tomorrow and ask Shen Hou to find some chefs and send Lin Yi over to guide them, so that they can start working immediately after the Chinese restaurant is built."

Rabbit...

"Is there anything else?"

Yang Ming looked at Mao Tu strangely, thinking that I didn't make her angry either. Why did she lose her temper?

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood today?"

Mao Tu rolled his eyes at Yang Ming and said, "I work overtime every day. It's no wonder I'm in a good mood!"

Yang Ming:? ? ?