On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

No wonder no one wants to patronize.

If it is not an izakaya, it can be visited as a haunted house.

Qinghuai didn't rush to clean, and first turned around the upper and lower floors of the building.

In fact, apart from these messy things, the original decoration is quite tasteful, revealing a strong Japanese style everywhere.From the entrance to the bar, the left and right sides are semi-open compartments separated by Qinghai corrugated cloth. There are twelve rooms in total, one of which can seat six people, and the area is very spacious.

Ahead is a long bar, which runs across the east and west, and is the exclusive place for office workers to buy wine alone.Behind the bar is a counter for cold dishes. It can be seen that the material is made of a whole piece of white marble. It is a good place for making sushi or sashimi.Behind the cooking counter is a whole wall of wine racks, but it is a pity that it is empty now, only a few empty bottles are placed on it.On the far left, connected to the bar is a separate cash register. On the cash register is a square computer. It can be regarded as an antique level in terms of age, and it has long been unusable.

There is a small door behind the side of the cash register, separated by a curtain. Enter through the door, and you can enter the large kitchen. The back door is opened in the corner of the large kitchen, which can lead to the alley behind the izakaya.When the big kitchen comes out, the public toilet is on the right, and a long corridor is on the left, connecting the stairs up and down.The stairs on the first floor of the izakaya also lead to an empty underground storage room, only the spilled wine stains on the floor show what was originally stored here.

In addition, there is a storage room and three guest rooms on the second floor, and only a study and a master bedroom on the third floor.These Qing Huai just glanced at them hastily.

After understanding the general structure of the building, Qing Huai immediately began to clean it up.

Fortunately, this was originally a Japanese-style tavern with simple furnishings, and all the tables were light wooden low desks. Qinghuai could move them by himself. In less than half an hour, all the discarded tables and chairs were carried out by him. Standing in the alley by the back door of the izakaya, I was going to call someone to clean it up the next day.

The next step is to scrub and mop the floor. The storage room on the second floor is fully equipped with tools, and there is also a working vacuum cleaner, which instantly eases Qinghuai's work a lot.He threw out all the cloth cushions, which were too stained to wash.It is easy to tidy up the empty room left.

If so, when Qinghuai finished everything, it was already dawn, and the sound of bicycle bells and car engines gradually sounded on the street.He worked all night.

However, Qinghuai didn't have time to rest. He had to buy basic tables, chairs and tableware, a computer at the cash register, and mattress and quilt covers for the master bedroom and other daily necessities within the remaining [-] hours.

From this point of view, even if he has 45 yen, he is still in short supply. If he knew that he should have knocked him tens of millions when he was negotiating terms at Yuejianshan's house...

Qinghuai stretched her muscles and bones after working all night, washed her face, put on her coat and prepared to go out, and went to a furniture store to buy some things.

The coffee shop across the street has already opened, and many office workers will go out early to buy a cup of coffee here before going to work in the central business district.

The aroma of brewed coffee beans filled this small intersection, Qinghuai moved the tip of her nose, and decided to try the hand-ground coffee that the lady introduced last night.

It was earlier at this time, and the store was deserted. When he entered, there was only one customer sitting by the window. He was very tall, and his curly black hair blocked his side face, so he couldn't see clearly.

Qinghuai didn't pay too much attention to observing strangers, and went straight to the order counter, "Excuse me, a glass of decaf Americano."

A sound as cold as ice water sounded, like a jade stone hitting a cold spring, and Yuko, who was sleepy, cheered up. She raised her head suddenly, and was pleasantly surprised to find that in front of her was the person who had A youth with an idol face.

"Welcome, you are here!" The girl was instantly full of energy, immediately placed an order, and said with a smile, "Our boss grinds the coffee beans himself! It will definitely satisfy the customers!"

Qing Huai was too tired to talk at first, but was infected by the smile of the girl in front of her, "It's really thanks to you, if it wasn't for your recommendation yesterday, I wouldn't be able to drink it either."

"Where is there?" Yuko giggled, and picked a piece of cocoa mousse cake from the window, "The boss told me to give you a special piece of cake. You will be neighbors from now on, please take care~"

"My name is Qinghuai, please take care of me." Qinghuai thanked, "Please come and taste my craft when the izakaya opens."

The cake looked very delicate, brown and black cocoa bits were evenly sprinkled on the chocolate mousse, served in a small rabbit-shaped plate, it was so cute that Qinghuai couldn't help but smile.The freshly made mousse cake is cold and melts in the mouth. The cocoa taste is also very rich and mellow, with a bit of bitterness of cocoa beans in the sweetness.The cake at the bottom of the mousse is covered with a layer of candied cherries. The sweet and sour taste breaks through the greasy paste after whipping the cream. This taste not only matches the iced Americano, but also adds a layer of chewing texture surprise.

Qing Huai had never eaten such a professional mousse cake in a coffee shop, and it filled her hungry stomach bite by bite.Through the curtain, he thanked the boss again.

"Yuko—I want sweet cakes too~"

At this moment, a magnetic male voice suddenly came from behind him, laziness mixed with a little imperceptible coldness, making one's ears numb.

Qing Huai raised his eyes unconsciously, and a man with black hair and kite eyes was standing lazily behind him, it was the guest who was sitting by the window just now.

The man's appearance is more aggressive than his voice, his skin is fair as fat, and his facial features are exquisite and handsome. He is the type who will be approached by people asking for his phone number when walking on the street.Even Qing Huai, who has seen a lot of handsome men and beautiful women, rarely takes a look at him.

As if he noticed Qing Huai's gaze, he lowered his head and smiled slightly. It was originally an incomparable gentleman's move, but Qing Huai saw a trace of teasing hidden in the other party's eyes.

What an impolite fellow.Qing Huai complained, quickly drank the last sip of coffee, said goodbye and left.

When Yuko saw the man, she immediately restrained her shy appearance as a young girl, and said mercilessly, "Mr. Dazai, the detective agency has been working for half an hour. I remember that wages will be deducted for being late."

"Yuko still cares about me, but it's okay, I have a special duty." Osamu Dazai joked, and glanced at the young man's back, "Speaking of which, who is that guy?"

"That's the new owner of the izakaya across the street. He's a very nice guy. Not only is he handsome, but he also has a nice voice." As soon as Yuko mentioned the young man just now, Yuko started to talk more, "Mr. Dazai didn't hear it, did you? He's Chinese, and he doesn't have a foreign accent when he speaks Japanese. Although I don't know his name yet, it's a pity that such a good person should have a lover."

Osamu Dazai sighed, "Yuko never praised me like that..."

"If you can avoid fishing during working hours, I believe Miss Yuko will not be so distressed." The man's voice was serious and restrained.

Osamu Dazai turned around, and as expected, he saw Doppo Kunikida, the partner of the detective agency, who was holding a kraft paper file bag in his hand and handed it to him.

Osamu Dazai took the document with a smile, "Yo, Kunikida, good morning."

"It's getting late." Kunikida handed the document to Osamu Dazai, "The president asked you to go, he has something important to tell you."

"Important matter?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, turned over the file bag, and he was rarely surprised by the red mark of SSS level on the seal.

Detective agencies have extremely strict requirements for the division of task levels. The higher the level, the more difficult it is to deal with. Even the "indiscriminate bombing case of the supernatural organization" that once caused a sensation in East Asia can be counted as a B-level incident... 3S, Osamu Dazai has never seen such a red mark since he entered the detective agency. Unless it is to solve the nuclear bomb explosion crisis, he really can't think of anything else that can make President Fukuzawa so nervous.

"Where is the important thing, it's all imminent—no, it's a crisis at the level of burning buttocks..."

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