My Cooking is Never Medicine

Calmly putting the last piece of jelly-like ginger milk into the mouth with a spoon, Ichiyo Sakuraba got up and put the bowl into the cleaning area of ​​the back kitchen, walked out, stood behind the counter, with a faint smile on her face.

"Excuse me, is there anything you like?"

The two terminal girls were about to finish their dinner. Obviously, the little girl with black hair named Qianhu managed to read her message on the cover of the gourmet book, and she was leading Yuli to leave the top floor and go down. One layer rushed back.

A building that has broken through to the height of the stratosphere, no matter the oxygen or temperature is undoubtedly not suitable for the two girls to rest, they need a place where they can rest and have a good sleep.

Sakuraba Ichiyo is going to buy two quilts for them later.

Some people, some things, can’t be forgotten when they encounter them. Ichiyo Sakuraba, who has roughly watched the journey of Chito and Yuli, the two remaining humans in the last world, feels very uncomfortable about their experiences.

This has nothing to do with the flood of emotions, but the most basic empathy in human nature.

Now that you have given them hope, take responsibility to the end.

Someone raised a cat, a dog, and a magic pet in a virtual online game, and they worked hard.

And he, raising two young girls, naturally wants to give some attention.

After living twice, he is considered to be half transparent. A person's whole life is one thought clear, without regrets.

It's easy to say, but hard to do. If you can live a lifetime without regrets, that's amazing!

The Yingting family raised him, so he was thinking about the future of the family, and he did not object to the old man's marriage proposal.

It is his regret that he studied music in his previous life, trained and studied hard, but was eliminated by the ethos brought about by "you are so beautiful", so he wants to try again in this life.

The social status of entertainers and singers is actually average, especially for singers who have no capital to support them.

But what does it matter?

Just leave no regrets.

The big deal is to roll around in the entertainment industry a few times, and then wave your hands without taking away a cloud, and then go home and inherit the family business and it's over, and it's just an explanation to my former self.

Seeing the young chef's nonchalant expression, the woman felt a little regretful, and wanted to turn around and leave instead to interview the western restaurant next door with better business, but she was a little unwilling to encounter such an experience for the first time in her career. Finally, he gritted his teeth and casually pointed to a nice-looking wagashi.

Sakuraba Ichiyo poured her a cup of warm tea with wagashi in a delicate small dish, "Please take it slowly."

After the meal was served, Sakuraba Ichiyo took the mobile phone and walked towards the compartment behind the kitchen for washing dishes, taking out the trash and delivering ingredients. There were not enough ingredients in the shop, of course, he needed them for cooking. The staple food ingredients arrived are lacking, and there are still a lot of raw materials for making snacks. However, if conditions permit, it is best to deliver fresh ingredients such as milk every day.

"Mr. Kato, I am Ichiyo Sakuraba. From now on, I will take care of Grandpa's pastry shop on the side of Yuanyue Food Street. Please take care of the ingredients. All kinds of raw materials should be the same as before. Bring other ingredients, vegetables and meat, plus two thicker quilts and hand lamps, if possible..."

In one statement, he roughly told all the things he needed to the dedicated driver of the Sakuraba family who was in charge of delivering the daily ingredients and raw materials needed by the pastry shop to his father.

Before hanging up the phone, Ichiyo Sakuraba did not forget to add, "By the way, you can just report to my father directly the money consumed by these things I added, and he will pay for it. Don't worry about it."

Putting away the phone, Sakuraba Ichiyo took a deep breath.

The world is still so beautiful.

He doesn't have any money on him, credit cards and the like have been frozen, and the remaining pocket money is not enough to do big things. Anyway, Dad said last night that he should tell him if he has difficulties, didn't he?

Save money if you can, and cheat your father if you can, this is a real man!

Xiaobaixiaobai's smile inadvertently hangs on the corner of Mr. Sakuraba's lips.

Nice~!

End of this chapter

After explaining the funeral, Mr. Sakuraba walked back into the store from the back door, just in time to bump into the female reporter standing in front of the counter with red eyes, the gesture of refusal and welcome directly shocked him!

"what do you mean?"

"This shop is small, and the water and electricity bills are almost out of reach, so you won't be able to steal a lot of money!"

With tears in her eyes, the reporter silently took out the small notebook specially used for recording during the interview and wrote down a note for the young store manager, then pursed her lips stubbornly.

"I'm not trying to cheat, it's the dim sum you made..."

"That's even more impossible. I use regular high-quality ingredients, and the milk is fresh. It will never take more than three days for the eggs to come out of the mother hen's stomach. The children next door will still want to eat them. There will be absolutely no problem. of!"

"No, you let me say it!"

The woman yelled, "I'm a reporter, just stand still and let me move my mouth first!"

Sakuraba Yiye had a premonition that he might lose his innocence today, is that the case?

Although this female reporter is not ugly and can only reach above average, but she is too peaceful, will she be caught?

The female reporter took a deep breath, "It's the dim sum you made that is so amazing. When I ate that dim sum, it seemed like a hallucination appeared in front of my eyes. I saw two girls struggling to survive in the apocalypse and supporting each other. This kind of courage has always lingered in my heart, and I also remembered my childhood dream, knowing what kind of interviews I should do in the future, what kind of food reviews and restaurant recommendations I should write, thank you very much!"

Looking at the female reporter's action of bowing her waist vigorously and her sincere words, if she didn't know how much she weighed, Ichiyo Sakuraba would have almost believed it.

But with this opportunity, he also knew how big this person's mind was, it was really poor!

Sakuraba Ichiyo shook her head, "This lady...ah no, this lady, do you know a little too much?"

"I'm just a kindergarten elementary school student in the dim sum world. It's not long since I took over making dim sum again. The last time I played with dough was when I was in elementary school. If I didn't have no money, I would almost wonder if you are the one I specially invited to save face. , listen to my advice, it is not advisable to talk nonsense, and get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

Female reporter: "..."

"You are so annoying. I'm starting to understand why the restaurants on both sides of you are doing so well. Only you don't even have many customers."

"Oh, thank you for understanding."

After being teased by Ichiyo Sakuraba, the poor reporter also calmed down her emotions, wiped away her tears, looked at Ichiba Sakuraba seriously and said.

"When I go back, I will try my best to convince the editor-in-chief to leave you the main column of the next issue of the magazine. Although you are not a good chef and store manager, this kind of food that touches people's hearts should be known to most people!"

"I don't think you need to do this at all. I'm quite used to the leisurely pace of life now. If there are really more customers and they get out of control, I will be very distressed."

"If I say yes, then I must. Don't talk!"

Although Miss Reporter only has A for A, her character is super A when she is serious, and she doesn't care about the arrogance of this young store manager at all!

After all, how can a chef who runs a restaurant not want many customers, he must be shy and sorry, right?

"What's your name?"

"One leaf in the cherry garden."

"Okay, I know!"

Sakuraba Ichiyo: I don't think you know!

This lady reporter is too selfish, can't she understand the stiff expression on Mr. Sakuraba's face?

What kind of messy information is the reporter using her small notebook to record? Sakuraba Yiye doesn't know, he just wants to minimize the communication with her now, it's too annoying.

"One thousand yen in favor."

A banknote with a denomination of [-] was presented with respectful hands, and the lady reporter looked serious, "This kind of food that can touch people's hearts should not only be charged at this price. If you insist, then please accept this little thought. There are more It's my tip!"

Yingting Yiye frowned subconsciously, "What do you mean, are you rich?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the system has a set of evaluation prices for these dishes and snacks that are specially used to calculate points, he would only charge [-] yen?

He is lazy, he reconciles the account when he is too lazy, after all, seeing the income and points inconsistent, obsessive-compulsive disorder is very annoying!

However, first it was the former sister-in-law Nakiri Alice, and now there is this female reporter, so why bully him because he has no money?

He is a serious rich second generation!

If you don't agree with each other, you will go home and inherit the family property. It's only [-] yen. Who will you bully?

"I don't have the habit of taking tips. After all, the extra income doesn't match up with the account book, and it's inconvenient when I pay taxes. My thoughts are not clear, which will affect my sleep."

"Then please accept it, as the meal expenses for the next visit, I will continue to make up for it if it is not enough, the little girl's family has a small amount of money, and it will not affect her life because of this small amount of money, so please don't worry about it!"

"Sister, your painting style has changed, you were not ladylike just now."

Yingting Yiye has some headaches, who doesn't have any property in his family, he is here to exercise at the grassroots level, okay, who is he going to send [-] yen to, now rich people pay hundreds of thousands to keep their lovers, but it can't be because of their own The lower limit of the fee for this line is lowered!

Too lazy to bother, Sakuraba Ichiyo directly took the banknote and put it in the cash register, "I'm too lazy to write it down for you, you can take nine more wagashi from the counter, and they all have a standard price of [-] yen each." , The packaging fee is waived for you, of course, the quality of the wagashi varies, whether you can get the dim sum that can touch people's hearts depends on your own luck."

"No problem! My luck has always been good! Haha~"

"..."

"Walk slowly, welcome to come again next time."

Sending off today's first guest, Ichiyo Sakuraba sighed. She was indeed a girl with serious problems. She directly picked all the wagashi without emotional buffs from him, and successfully avoided the correct answer. This luck is no one else.

ps: Mr. Captain, the second py of this book is here. It was Maoke's annual py king last year, and the boss of Wanding Boutique. If you are interested, you can watch it on the go.

End of this chapter

The female reporter who liked to add drama to herself left, and Ichiyo Sakuraba resumed her peaceful daily life.

He took out the snacks that his old man had prepared on the counter and put them into the packing box with the logo and name of his dim sum shop printed on them. They were more than a day old and not too fresh, so they were not suitable for sale, but It would be too wasteful to throw it away.

Originally, the two terminal girls who were currently being assisted by him were lucky enough to eat several desserts, but Sakuraba Ichiyo, who was vomited by desserts when she was a child, deeply understands the importance of not letting children eat too much sugar!

Therefore, Ichiyo Sakuraba didn't send too many desserts to the two girls. They liked to eat them. He could give them some every day, but it was absolutely impossible to give too many at one time.

No matter how delicious something is, there must be a degree, too much is too much!

Once the delicacy is not restrained, it will taste bad and lose its original appeal.

In the words of lsp, these loli desserts are no longer attractive, but the Mrs. Clear Soup next door is more charming!

Mr. Kato, who is in charge of delivering goods to the dim sum shop, came quickly and was extremely efficient.

"Sorry, master, the generator gasoline motorcycle and seeds you want are too complicated, and I can't buy them all in a short time, so I will send you the things that are easy to buy first. By the way, the quilt you want is also Now, I also bought two more sleeping bags, and other snacks such as cup noodles that can be eaten outdoors.”

"It's okay, Mr. Kato has tried his best. After all, I have too many demands, but please take care of those things these days and help me collect them."

Sakuraba Ichiyo nodded to express his understanding, and together with the uncle, he moved all kinds of ingredients and the things he asked him to buy into the store and arranged them properly.

This uncle probably thought that he wanted to play some outdoor survival activities like other young masters and young ladies, so he brought him some other things, such as insect repellent, but Sakuraba Yiye Without explaining, he found a reason and took the thing up to the second floor, and transferred it to the two girls in the end wasteland world.

"By the way, Mr. Kato, you have to go back to downtown Tokyo, give me a ride on the way, I'll go see the old man."

"No problem, please get in the car, young master."

After closing the door of the store and putting up a closure sign, Ichiyo Sakuraba put a lot of gift boxes on this van for transportation. This car was a special Wuling car specially ordered from the next country!