Fuyuki Canteen

Japanese Hell Assistant Officer and Chinese Auspicious Beasts

Ghost Lantern walked on the sidewalk, passing through the crowds of people, his face darkened.

The night before, because I was busy taking care of the sick snapdragon, I didn't sleep well, and I helped Yan Mo approved some documents and dealt with various problems in various hells. The low air pressure caused by getting up gas has been extended to the present.

Even with the horns hidden, and wearing clothes that are not obtrusive in this world, the ghost lamp with black hair and a black suit still exudes a sinister aura that cannot be easily approached.Not to mention that he himself is not limited to talking and laughing, and his cold and serious face has scared away many eyes because of his appearance and figure.

It can also be said to be the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages of weak human beings, which is nothing to be concerned about by ghost lamps.

As a prestigious hell assistant officer, even genuine evil spirits will be scared to death by ghost lamps, let alone human beings.

It's just that I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet. It's almost noon now. In order to maintain my physical and mental strength, Ghost Lantern has to find a restaurant where I can have lunch.

On the next street he went to, he randomly chose a store that looked inconspicuous but smelled delicious and opened the door. When he walked to the counter, he spotted a familiar white figure from the corner of his eye.

The young black-haired man was sitting at an empty table, chatting and laughing with the two ladies at the next table.He has a handsome appearance, a gentle smile, a smear of red in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes are gentle and intoxicating. The long Chinese-style earring hanging from his right earlobe adds a bit of classical temperament to him.

For the annoying existence, Ghost Lantern can feel his breath with only his big toe.

Geez, why is this guy here.

Ghost Lamp's darkened face suddenly became even more unhappy.But it was too late to get out of the store now.The white pig must have also noticed my existence. Although he didn't want to dine with him, why should I go out? If he wants to go out, he should go out. Throwing him out of the store before the food comes is a good choice.

While thinking about this, he browsed the board with a sullen face, and finally his eyes were attracted by a dish name with a familiar word on the menu.

When I feel too unhappy, I really want to do something to break through myself.

"A serving of Hell Tomato Hot and Sour Noodles."

Ghost Lamp neatly reported the name of the dish to the white-haired owner at the counter. After watching him write it down, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Please reduce the spiciness to the lowest level, sorry for the trouble."

The white-haired store manager showed a clear look, and nodded silently.

So Ghost Lamp turned around and walked towards the table where Bai Ze was.

"Ah, ah, Misakiko-chan, listen to me, there are many varieties of peaches, and there are also those that ripen before summer..."

The black-haired young man in a white village shirt was talking excitedly, and his eyebrows were beaming at the girls who covered their mouths and smiled.

"White Pig, what are you doing here?"

Ghost Lamp didn't care about that guy's mood at all, and interrupted him without hesitation.

Bai Ze, who was called the only nickname, stopped talking abruptly, his expression froze for a moment, he turned his head to look at him for a few seconds, and then jumped up, very frantic: "Evil ghost! Why are you here?"

"I asked you a question and you haven't answered it yet."

Ghost Lamp stood by the table, looking at him coldly, there seemed to be a real shadow covering the slender and sharp eyebrows, which was very oppressive.

"I came here because of something about the medicinal materials... Wait! You didn't answer my question, right? Why should I answer you!" Bai Ze was belated.

"Ah, the relationship is really good. Is it your friend, Mr. Bai Ze?"

Misaki and her friend from the next table were smiling brightly.

"certainly not!"

"Who is friends with this white pig."

The super synchronized answer came from two men, one white and one black.

For some reason, Misaki smiled even brighter: "There is really a tacit understanding. Then we won't bother you to reminisce about the past, let's talk next time on the Internet, Mr. Bai Ze?"

The girl spoke kindly, but Bai Ze couldn't refuse, so he flirted for half a minute. After exchanging mobile phone email addresses, he sat at the same table with Ghost Lamp.

"..."

"..."

The two were relatively silent.

After a period of stalemate silence, Bai Ze, who had not yet received an answer to the question he asked before, took the initiative to speak.

"It's really unlucky, evil ghost, to enter a store with you. Are you here to work in the world?"

Bai Ze couldn't take his hands off to play with the jade earrings hanging down his shoulders. The red thread wrapped around his white fingers was very eye-catching.

"So what, it has nothing to do with you. It's you, have you dealt with the matter of medicinal materials?"

Ghost Lantern glanced away, focused on Bai Ze's slightly narrowed eyes, and asked nonchalantly.

Then he noticed that Bai Ze froze for a moment.

Ah, I really want to beat this white pig who only knows how to flirt with girls until his brain bleeds, so today's unhappiness will surely disappear.It's a pity that this is the human world, and I can't do this. It will cause trouble for the owner of this store.

Ghost Lantern thought very regretfully.

I don't know if he guessed his inner thoughts from the scary eyes of the ghost lamp, Bai Ze glanced at the empty table with a guilty conscience, then quickly adjusted his demeanor, and said haha:

"I'll take care of it later. These medicinal materials are not for your hell. What are you worrying about, you ghost. It's you, don't disturb my chat with the cute girl... By the way, what did you order? I heard this The food at this restaurant is delicious, right? Misakiko and the others are repeat customers..."

Ghost Lamp, who was suddenly bitten back, glanced at Bai Ze with gloomy eyes comparable to a blow from a mace, seeing that the white pig didn't pursue the complaint because it passed by so quickly, but responded with a sadistic desire to endure it. road:

“Hell tomato hot and sour noodles.”

"Hot and sour noodles, isn't that Chinese food?" Bai Ze looked at him with strange eyes, "It's so rare that you would order this. And don't you, a hot pot wretch, know how to eat spicy food?"

"Occasionally I want to taste it, do you think I really don't know how to eat it?" Ghost Lantern stared at him delicately, "As for you, would you like to order a few bottles of wine?"

"It's just that the liver function is better. What did you say?" A blue vein popped out of Bai Ze's forehead after being provoked, "Screw as long as you scream. If I don't drink it down today, you will be considered a loser."

"Oh?" Ghost Lantern opened his dark eyes, as if he saw something interesting, and smiled with a dark background, "Then I'll just wait and see."

The vibe felt more menacing.

No, is this guy in a bad mood today?

Bai Ze shivered for no reason, remembering the huge number of ghost lamps, and felt a little guilty about his temporary anger.But now you must not show weakness in front of the evil spirits, otherwise you will definitely be ridiculed until the end of time, so I changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, what I ordered was a classic Japanese dessert. I didn't expect it, you ghost. Do you want to guess what it is?"

For the first time, he tried to ease the atmosphere, but such kindness was mercilessly rejected by the guy.

No.

This sentence was clearly written in the ghost lamp's eyes.

Before he could go back, a maid dressed as a girl with orange hair came over with a plate, and her refreshing and lovely voice interrupted the sinister conversation with an undercurrent and turbulent atmosphere:

"Here's your Hell Tomato Hot and Sour Noodles and Peach Daifuku. Please take your time, guests!"

Oh, what a lovely girl—

Bai Ze's soul was immediately attracted by the pretty waitress with orange hair and golden eyes.He looked affectionately at the girl in the black and white maid skirt, and was about to hold her hand to strike up a conversation, but was blocked by the deep voice of the ghost lamp.

"Excuse me, here are four bottles of white wine. The one with the highest alcohol content will do."

The orange-haired girl froze for a moment, and quickly realized:

"Okay, I understand, please wait a moment, customer. It will be delivered in a while."

Trembling, Bai Ze withdrew the hand he wanted to reach out.

In his eyes at this moment, the cute and refreshing smile of the waitress turned into a reminder.

Four bottles!Liquor!ah!

Still the highest score!

The evil spirit is trying to play me to death!

Knowing that today might be a life-or-death situation, Bai Ze gritted his molars, and silently looked at the ghost lamp who ordered the hell tomato hot and sour noodles.

Very good, it is said that evil spirits cannot eat spicy food.

Before I compete with this guy who drinks like a bottomless pit, let me take a good look at his embarrassment of eating spicy food.

After ordering the wine, Ghost Lantern did not look at Bai Ze, but stared at the bowl of noodle soup in front of him.

In the scarlet soup, there are snow-white silver noodles.Under the red soup with a little brown pepper husks, bright green chives, orange-yellow peanut kernels and white sesame seeds, you can still see small pieces of cooked tomatoes faintly exposed.A soft-boiled egg with browned edges is lying on top of the noodles, and there are piles of sautéed saozi on top.It is a bowl of noodles that is so bright in color that people sincerely have an appetite, and even can't help swallowing and secreting strong saliva because of the super spicy taste.

It is a heaven dish for heavy taste lovers.

Ghost Lantern stared at it deeply, like when he saw brain miso soup for the first time, he wanted to engrave the appearance of this bowl of noodles deeply in his memory.

Obviously asked the boss to make the lowest level of spiciness, but it still looks very spicy.

But that's why it's challenging.

Ghosts and gods who are already in hell, if they eat this, they don't have to be afraid of going to hell.

Bai Ze, who was watching, immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The scarlet soup is not terrible in front of his spicy party, but it will arouse the appetite.

But at the same time, knowing that Ghost Lantern can't eat spicy food, he kept sighing in his heart.

The evil ghost is too cruel to himself, the guy who doesn't know how to eat spicy food challenges this kind of difficulty in hell, doesn't he want his tongue?This looks even worse than the spicy miso I saw in hell last time!Is this really the hot and sour noodles he has seen occasionally in the world?

Bai Ze, who was ordered by Momotaro to eat less spicy food because of his old stomach disease, swallowed again, feeling that he might perforate his stomach after eating this bowl of noodles.

He stared nervously at the ghost lamp.

Will this guy really eat it?You won't play tricks, will you?

cheating?

Naturally it is impossible.

For the ghost lamp who was detached at this moment, everything including the white pig could not attract his attention.There was only this bowl of noodles in front of him.

Unconsciously displaying his super concentration when dealing with government affairs, Ghost Lantern picked up the chopsticks, picked up the snow-white silver noodles, mixed them in the red soup, and confirmed that it was completely dyed with the color and taste of the soup, before Put it in your mouth.

While the tip of his tongue was stained with spicy taste, Ghost Lamp endured the strong burning sensation and savored it carefully.

Very good, still within the tolerable range.

Sure enough, the boss adjusted the spiciness to the lowest level, which was really helpful.

In return, the white pig paid for all the wine afterwards.

Such thoughts flew through my mind, and I tasted the ghost lamp of spicy dishes for the first time, and was quickly captured by the stimulating, refreshing and layered taste in my mouth.

If you taste it carefully, the taste of this bowl of noodles is really addictive.

It's the same even for people who don't know how to eat spicy food.

Unconsciously closing the ghost lights of his eyes, this exclamation appeared in his mind.

The noodles, which are much thinner than Japanese ramen, are so soft that they are broken by the teeth without resistance.The hot and mellow taste of the soup wrapped in it splashes on the tip of the tongue. The acetic acid and the natural sourness of tomato are intertwined, like the refrain of a fierce dance song, showing itself irresistibly in the hellish spiciness Strong presence.The numbing taste of peppercorns is helping the spicy taste, and it is strongly paralyzing the root of the tongue.The strong aroma of lard is like an accompaniment instrument, moistening things silently invades every distinct flavor, blending them perfectly to perfection.

The sour taste really overwhelms the spicy taste.At that time, choosing hot and sour noodles was indeed the right choice.

Ghost Lantern remembered the taste, opened his eyes again, and extended his chopsticks to other condiments.

The author has something to say:

After writing this chapter, I realized that I had reversed the taste of Bai Ze and Ghost Lantern.So temporarily Suowen changed the plot, thank you reader for reminding me, the subsequent plot has also been changed accordingly.

Ah, fortunately, the plot is back.However, after the modification, the atmosphere seems to be more terrifying?

Entering V tomorrow, I will update my Wanzi, not a big chapter, but divided into chapters~

Thank you for your support during this time. This is the first V article after I signed the contract. Emiya is my big life, and I also like other characters very much. As a foodie, I prefer to write food, and I will definitely go to the end with everyone in the future!

You can also take a look at the copywriting and the advance receipt in the column. If you like it, ask for a collection and collection (quietly)

by the author who rushed to the draft and rushed to the soul and was very hungry