Fuyuki Canteen

A devil and hero from another world who are obsessed with part-time work.

It's an ordinary Sunday.

Yusa Emi hurriedly walked on the street.She was wearing a professional suit for work, her high heels hit the floor tiles crisply, her beautiful rose-colored waist-length hair was shaking behind her, and her clear blue eyes were full of anxiety.

Accidentally got up late, Huimei, who has a strict and responsible personality, couldn't stand being late for work, and ran out of her residence in Yongfu Town without breakfast.Fortunately, the company where I work is not too far from here, and I can walk there quickly, which is actually not very tiring.

After all, she came from a different world and is a hybrid of angels and humans, so her physical strength is always better than ordinary female humans in this world.

Although at the moment when the holy power is not enough, it can only be said that it is too good to be limited.

Because of this, when Yusa Emi walked to the corner of a certain commercial street, she felt the emptiness in her stomach.

The source of her sincere hunger was the overly tempting food aroma that came from nowhere.Not too light and not too strong, it awakened her taste buds for a while, and made people forget the anxiety caused by going to work for a while, and became full of desire and peace for food.

This is?

Emi, who used her keen five senses to find a small shop on the corner of the street, stared blankly at the close sign hanging next to the wind chime.

But the door is half open, and there is such a strong aroma of food...

Could it be that the staff forgot to turn the sign into "open"?

Yusa Emi, who was thinking like this, walked in in a daze.

Probably because of the early morning, there were no guests in the lobby, only a blue-haired waiter was cleaning.Huimei looked at the clean environment, walked all the way to the counter, and asked hesitantly, "Is there anything I can buy here?"

The menu doesn't seem to be out yet.

Is it too early?

Yusa Emi, who felt a little embarrassed when she realized this fact belatedly, stood there with a blushing face in embarrassment.

But the white-haired boy at the counter raised his magnificent lavender eyes and smiled at her comfortingly, with a gentle voice:

"Please wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen and ask. There may only be some pasta and the like that are ready now, is it okay?"

Hearing this, You Zuo Huimei breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered her head in embarrassment in front of the strange boy:

"It's okay. It doesn't matter anything, as long as it's good for breakfast...and it smells delicious."

"Is that so?" The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled at her politely, and walked to the door curtain in the inner room, "Then I'll ask, please wait a moment."

Afterwards, Emi got a well-packed snack from the boy who came out from behind the curtain.

Without time to take a closer look, Yuzuo Emi said goodbye in a hurry after checking out, lamenting the thoughtfulness of the store in the details, while carrying them on the way quickly, finally arrived at the company before the deadline, and completed the "I'm not late for work today" achievement".

Thanks to the lack of breakfast, there is still a short time before work.

Yusa Emi did not choose to waste it, but chose to use this time to finish breakfast quickly.

She opened the packaging bag that she got from an unknown shop.

There are three layers carefully wrapped inside.After opening the insulation bag and the gauze bag, a long boat-shaped paper box that looks like a box for takoyaki appeared in front of my eyes.Hui Mei carefully opened the sealed box, and a strange strong fragrance rushed to her face.

The visitor from another world who has perfectly integrated into modern Japan was slightly stunned looking at the box of snacks in front of him.

What kind of pasta is this?

About half an hour ago, in Homestay's kitchen.

After washing, Xing Ping Chuangzhen opened the curtain and entered the kitchen. What he saw was the white-haired and brown-skinned chef chopping up pork quickly with a knife.

At a glance, Xingping saw that the piece of pork hind leg was fresh. Xingping looked around curiously at the shallots, ginger, water chestnuts, garlic and other things on the cooking table. Just as he was about to ask what he was going to do, Wei Wei Gong ordered to get things.

The last thing I took out of the refrigerator was three pots of dough with subtle differences, and a box of something I didn't know what it was.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen arranged the three pots of dough one by one, looked at the unknown object in the lunch box very curiously, and shook it in front of his eyes, but he could only see the nearly translucent turbid white.

"What is this, Emiya-san?"

The red-haired boy opened his light amber eyes and asked curiously.

"That's skin jelly." Emiya replied, using his fingers to wipe the last bit of minced pork on the knife surface into the basin, and stretched out a hand in the direction of Xinghei Chuangzhen without raising his head, " Give me."

Xingping then handed the box to Emiya.

The white-haired young man took the box, opened the lid and peeled off the sealed plastic wrap, took a metal spoon and hung off the pure white grease on the top, then poured the yellowish translucent skin jelly on the chopping board, Cut it into pieces and pour it into the meat stuffing.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Gong poured green onion and ginger water, Shaoxing wine, salt, sugar, soy sauce, chopped green onion, etc. into the meat filling in a smooth manner. After stirring the meat filling clockwise, divided it into two portions again.

One was again filled with chopped water chestnuts, sprinkled with black pepper, and extra dashes of sesame oil and oyster sauce.

After everything was stirred, Emiya put the minced meat aside and called Xinghei to help make the noodles.

So the two of them started kneading the dough.

In the process of making dough, Xinghei noticed that the dough in Emiya's hands seemed different from the one in his own.

Hmm... how should I put it, the one in Mr. Emiya's hand seems to be bigger and softer?

"Yes, mine has yeast added, yours doesn't."

Emiya answered in this way to Kohei who asked the question frankly.

Although Xingping seldom makes pasta, he still has some experience in this area.After all, he is a student of Yuanyue Academy, and the school invites a professional white table chef to teach related courses. Xingping himself is the top ten outstanding students, and his performance in this area is quite good.

So he immediately understood Emiya's intentions.

He wants to make two different pastries.

What is the other dough? Is there a third kind?

"Do that last."

Emiya gave an affirmative answer.

But no matter how curious Xingping asked, Emiya didn't answer anymore.

Under Emiya's demonstration, Xingping kneaded dough of about the same size into long strips at a pace slower than him, directly picked them into lumps of dough of about the same size, and then rolled them into round dough with thicker middle and thinner edges.

When the two of them were wrapping different fillings into the dough, a strange woman's inquiry suddenly came from the front hall, followed by Si Yingshi's answer.

Xinghei noticed that Wei Gong's hands paused, and then accelerated the speed of pinching the buns with his hands.The red-haired boy realized something, and silently accelerated the speed of his hands. Sure enough, Si Yingshi soon lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Pack up that cage first and give it to that guest."

Wei Gong seemed to know what Si Yingshi was going to say, and nodded calmly at him, "It will be ready in 2 minutes. Remember to hurry up, she is in a hurry."

Is the boss's hearing so good?

Xingping, who didn't hear the conversation completely, couldn't help but look at Si Yingshi who had just entered.After seeing the senior's eyes widened in surprise and being speechless, he confirmed one thing in his heart: Mr. Wei Gong is indeed quite powerful, even in this aspect.

Xingping, who understands how difficult it is to have such a keen awareness of customer needs, can't help but recall the life of opening a store with his father in the past, and grinned.

"hurry up."

Wei Gong frowned slightly and looked at him.

Why did this little brat suddenly giggle.

Si Yingshi waited for the time and lifted the lids of the steamer and frying pan that were cooking.

Seeing the contents inside, he couldn't help but startled.

At the same time, a burst of rich aroma mixed with pasta and meat rose from the pot, floating in the air more and more strongly, emphasizing its own sense of existence.

What appeared in front of him was——

What Yusa Emi saw was a snack that she had never seen in this country.

She couldn't name it. If she had to describe it, she could only say that it was eight super pocket-sized buns that were a circle bigger than octopus balls.

A kind of flower-like fine folds, the dough looks very thin, and the shape and color of the filling can be seen more clearly.The skin of the dough is soft and collapsed, and the inside seems to be wrapped with light yellow flowing soup, full of steaming feeling.

The other kind has a thicker dough with no visible wrinkles on the surface, and is sprinkled with black and white sesame seeds and green onion. The bottom is browned and dark, which looks very crispy.

"This is..." She opened her eyes blankly, "Foreign cuisine?"

It seems very fragile.

Yusa Emi carefully picked up the thin bun with chopsticks, planning to try this first.

It seems to be a size that can be eaten in one bite.She put the bun on her tongue, bit the outer skin with her teeth, and the juice gushed out before touching the filling.

An indescribably delicious soup.

Watered on the tip of the tongue, the taste is simply indescribable.

But Yusae Emi was really speechless.

"..."

She covered her mouth, blinked her clear green pupils, the corners of her eyes were reddish, and the irises were wet with tears.

Her friend and colleague Suzuki Rika happened to be passing by, and when she saw her sitting there, she came over curiously:

"It smells so good, Emi, are you having breakfast... Wait, what's your expression?"

Yusae Emi looked at her tearfully.

The woman with short brown hair froze.She froze for half a second, and suddenly understood something, and immediately gave her friend the iced coffee she had just bought from the vending machine, and at the same time took out a few tissues and handed them to Yuzuo Emi.

"...Although it's delicious, it's so hot!"

The girl with long rose-colored hair immediately drank the iced coffee at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to see clearly, put the cold can body on her cheek and squinted her wet blue eyes to complain to her friend.

"Did you eat too fast?"

The brown-haired friend sat back in his seat, and complained helplessly while squinting his eyes and holding his face in his hands.

"Huh? Really? I haven't eaten a similar variety of food before..."

This is Emi who blushed inexplicably and felt ashamed after getting the answer.

In a different world, the alias Yusa Emi, the real name is Emilia Justina half-angel hero-sama, when he confronted the devil to avenge his father, he did not shed tears, but instead shed tears on a small steamed dumpling The halberd sinks into the sand.

How should I put it, this reality is as absurd as the devil Satan's obsession with McDonald's hourly workers.

The author has something to say:

I wish you all a happy Children's Day!

The author has been really busy recently, I was going to make up for yesterday's update today, but it seems that I have to drop it (sigh)

I will work hard at night, after finishing the report and newsletter, see if I can catch up with the next update.If not, it will be tomorrow.

During this period of time, the update frequency may be unstable due to three-dimensional reasons, but we will still try our best to ensure the update frequency.

As long as there is time to relax, I will update it, if not, I will be entangled in bitter and mundane affairs.

I hope to solve the things accumulated in my hands before the middle of the month, and then resume daily updates~

Also, about this article, I have already written 28 without knowing it.

According to the outline, I will try to finish it within [-] words, and if the remaining content is overflowing, I will put it in the extra volume!

It's still a day to thank everyone for your support!