Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

"Ugh."

Dazai No. 11 sighed.

The black-haired boy leaned lazily on the table with his head propped on one hand, with a tired look on his face.

Opposite him was Yuri holding a menu and a pen.

It was just after the rush hour, and the customers in the restaurant had almost left, and no one paid attention to the conversation in the corner.

"Can't I really have some wine? I think I need it." Dazai blinked.

"Sorry, we don't serve alcohol in this restaurant." Yuri flatly refused.

Dazai stared at Yuri with an aggrieved kite eye.

"Isn't this strange? As a restaurant, at least some plum wine should be served."

"This is Raibo Street, and there are often strange people from society." Yuri used the word "weird" with an accent, "If they were allowed to drink in the store, the store would have been smashed. "

Dazai pretended not to understand what she meant, and said very understandingly: "If you really don't have alcohol, you can have a glass of dishwashing liquid."

Uh, there is, but...

"If that's the case, our shop will be on social news tomorrow because of poisoning customers. Let me go."

Yuri didn't even look up.

"Ugh."

Dazai sighed again.

"boring boring boring……"

well.Yuri also wanted to sigh when he made him.

"Didn't you be happy when you came last time? What happened?"

For some unknown reason, Dazai glanced at Yuri, puffed his cheeks and stopped talking.

Yuri reckoned that he was about to let out a No.13 sigh, and was going to transfer to another table to collect the money first.But at this moment he spoke.

"...Coke."

"Get it yourself!" Yuri held the pen in her hand and wanted to flip the table.

The refrigerated cabinet for drinks is behind the counter, you can see it at a glance, and you can get there in three or two steps.

After receiving the order, Yuri went to fetch an empty glass and ice cubes to put on Dazai's table, but found that Dazai's seat was still empty, and this person never came back.

There was a bad premonition in her heart, she turned her head suddenly, and found that the kitchen door was opened a crack at some time.

Stir, toss, and plate.Perfect.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen finished the last main course of the day in twos and twos.

He was about to take out the water bottle to refill his water when he suddenly saw a young man in a black coat leaning on the edge of the cooking table by the window, tilting his head to observe the plate of food placed there, and then stuffed it into his mouth. a mouthful.

"Wait a minute, guest, that's not what's going to be served! That's—"

Dazai turned his head, his eyes were innocent, his cheeks were puffed up and he was chewing, and a small squid foot was exposed at the corner of his mouth.

"And then he became like this."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen, the person involved, ended his memory of the crime scene.

Yuri looked at the strange purple squid feet on the plate in front of him, and at Dazai not far away, whose arms were writhing happily like squid tentacles, his eyes were dead.

"It turns out that this is the reinvention of common cooking materials and the re-creation of cooking techniques. It's really a miraculous taste!" Dazai's voice was intoxicated, and he started circling in circles, "Xingping-kun, if you want to make innovative dishes next time, please be sure to Invite me to try it!"

"Oh? When I try new dishes, I am always avoided by everyone. You are the first person to ask to participate in the tasting. It is really rare."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was a little surprised, but then showed a happy expression.

"You are Dazai-kun, right? I will definitely invite you next time!"

"Eh? Could it be that the dish just now looks poisonous, but it's actually delicious, so is Dazai so happy?"

Yuri's bewildered eyes flicked between the two of them.

Finally, she decided to satisfy her curiosity and carefully picked up a squid foot and put it in her mouth.

Then spit it out at the speed of light.

"The moment I ate it, I felt like I saw the gate of heaven."

Yes, I saw it too.

Behind Yuri, who was coughing in pain, Dazai was looking up at a 45-degree angle, showing yearning and nostalgia for the void.

"Ah... that strong stimulation, yes, it's what I've been looking for..."

OjbK, this is dazed.

Dazai had a mysterious smile on his lips.He faced Xingping Chuangzhen, and said in a kind and shy tone: "Actually, I am also very interested in cooking, I think..."

The voice gradually decreased.

Unfortunately, he heard the reason for the conversation, and his expression gradually twisted.

As the lights came on, Zhong Ye, who had finally finished his day's work, happily pushed open the door of the restaurant in the center of Leibo Street.

As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he noticed the unusual dignified atmosphere.

Xingping Chuangzhen and Dazai are separated on both sides of the restaurant, one left and one right are clearly separated.

Both of them were holding a dish that was tightly covered by the cover of the dinner plate, and looked at each other seriously.

Soma Xinghei was the first to lift the cover of the meal.

"By adding durian pulp and sour cream to the mashed potatoes to enhance the flavor, get a creamy and rich texture with a rich creamy aroma..."

Dazai on the opposite side is not to be outdone: "But if you do this, the aroma of potatoes will be completely covered by durian, and the taste level is not rich enough!"

Gracefully lifted the lid of his meal, Dazai smiled confidently, looking down at the audience.

“Crisp and tasty traditional Chinese delicacy Houttuynia cordata chopped, fried with tomato sauce mixed with basil and onion…”

Xing Ping Chuangzhen, who rested his chin on his hand and was deep in thought, shook his head: "It lacks the impact brought by the combination of chili and other spices!"

"Spicy, tangy blue cheese meets sweet grape jam, with a lingering aftertaste..."

"Salty and sweet are intertwined, indeed the flavor is unique, but it cannot give a strong visual impact, and the amount of green mold on the blue cheese you choose is not enough!"

…Listen, what kind of devil are these? Are they speaking human language, and are they cooking food that humans eat?

Yuri, Yuuki, and Eitashu shivered in the corner of the restaurant.

"...Oh, after talking for a long time, the judges have not yet been selected." Xing Ping Chuangzhen suddenly remembered something, "There must be enough judges to complete the duel."

The people in the corner trembled even more.

"Since this is the case, it would be more appropriate to find someone who is familiar to both parties to serve as the judge." Dazai's eyes rolled and he understood the situation clearly.

"You're right, then—" Xinghei Soma continued Dazai's words.

"This person should be—" Dazai snapped his fingers.

Just as he was about to speak, he froze suddenly.

"Tsk, where are people?"

"Chuya was clearly standing over there just now."

Dazai set up an awning to look around: "It can't be because it's too small so I can't find it."

"Is there any other way?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen laughed, "Let's taste each other."

At this moment, Zhong Ye was sitting on the edge of the balcony staring at the outside in a daze.

Take a breath of fresh air to clear away symptoms like trance and loss of appetite that come with witnessing a weird food showdown.

That's the bad thing about having too much motor nerves.

The moment he felt great malice creeping up his back, his body acted before his brain——

As a result, he went straight out of the window without even having time to say hello.

Doesn't this look like running away?hateful!

He slammed his fist on the window frame.

After the night breeze calmed down after blowing for a while, he realized belatedly that he was standing in Yuli's room.

The achievement of breaking into the girl's bedroom by mistake is achieved.

Zhong Ye:? ? ? ! ! !