Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

Yuli, who clicked on the system map because she was confused by the scene in front of her, fell into a deep silence in front of the words "Port Mafia" all over the screen.

The title of the head of the port mafia has been emphatically bolded by the system, which is particularly conspicuous.

What is this, boss mark?Are there rewards for kills?

While complaining in her heart, she tried to control her gaze not to fall on the kind-faced port mafia leader, and cast a sympathetic glance at Mr. Interpol, who was sitting far away in the store and was already sweating heavily. .

This guy seemed to want to talk to Zhong Ye, but he was blocked in the shop by batches of port mafias.

Now the outside of the store must be full of mafias, and they can't even leave. It's too miserable.

"I remember that I didn't open a black shop, right? Why are there more and more strange people..." Yuli complained to the system.

"This is normal. Don't you know the true identity of your little friend?"

Yumekawa Yuri: Didn't it say that the port mafia would attract each other? ? ?

On the other hand, the panicked Mr. Interpol had no choice but to ask Lai Yingta to add some noodles, pretending to continue to eat busy.

Mori Ogai didn't seem to notice the movement in the corner over there at all, but just watched the two blacks with subtle expressions in front of them with interest.

Zhong also showed a hesitant expression, but in the end he just nodded and did not salute in public.

"Hi, it's Mr. Mori." Then it was Dazai who responded, as the leader's confidant, he was obviously not afraid of the leader like others.

"Do you want to try the dishes I made by myself? It's the signature of this restaurant!" He raised the plate in his hand and said excitedly.

"Dazai-kun, I can still tell the difference between tomato soup and chili sauce..."

Looking at the brightly red noodle soup in front of him, Mori Ogai was silent for a few seconds, and said delicately.

"It doesn't matter, right? What if it tastes good?" Dazai said innocently.

"Dazai, poisoning (to the leader) is not allowed." The pianist cast a disapproving look.

With just these two sentences, Alice had already run far away, found a place to sit down, and waved to call the waiter.Mori Ogai took advantage of the situation and slipped out from Dazai and the dark dishes in his hands, sat down opposite Alice, and gracefully began to order.

From the eyes of other customers, what came in was just a very ordinary pair of father and daughter. It was nothing more than a very lively and cute little girl who attracted more attention.

But this is not the case for everyone in Hong Kong.Now, those who wanted to leave couldn't, and those who wanted to eat had to stand and watch.

And Mori Ogai began to eat noodles calmly under the watchful eyes of everyone.

As expected of a leader, his mental quality is just extraordinary.

10 minute later.

"Brother Chuangzhen, come home with me! Make delicious food for me every day!" The petite and lively Alice burped, hugged Xingping Chuangzhen's leg and acted coquettishly, refusing to let go.

Xing Pingchuang, who suddenly had more leg accessories, touched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Hahaha, sorry, I have no plans to change jobs recently."

"Our family can hire you with several times more wages!"

"This, this, haha... In fact, our store supports takeaway delivery, no matter where you are in Yokohama, you only need to place an order with one click..."

Very good, the takeaway will be delivered to Ganghe Building in the future.

Yuri thought calmly.

Need a bulletproof food delivery truck for this?

……

When everyone left and closed the door, Yuri leaned back in the chair with a tired face and meditated.

"Isn't it a good thing to have more customers? You can make more money!" the system wondered.

"It's easy for you to say. Dealing with this group of sharp-eyed guys, I always feel that I will show my flaws, which is very disturbing." Yuri was worried, "I don't know what troubles will happen then."

"There is a solution." The system said suddenly.

"what?"

"You can open a new store and go over there. At that time, they can come and play here as they please."

"Eh?"

"Don't forget your ultimate mission! Just a restaurant can't achieve the goal of revitalizing Saibo Street anyway."

...that makes a lot of sense.

After washing up, Yuri lay on the bed thinking.

What should the new store do?

"You want to open a dessert shop?" Zhong also said in surprise, "Can't we sell it together in the restaurant?"

"Opening a sweet dessert shop is every girl's dream!" Yuri clenched her fists firmly.

Working in the dreamy and exquisitely decorated store every day, surrounded by sweet smells and colorful colors... Even a mafia living in blood and fire will have such a girlish heart!

"But in this way, Xingping will have to run back and forth between the two stores. Can't you be overwhelmed?"

"The current solution is that after we design the dessert menu recipe together, I will hand it over to me to operate alone. As long as there is a standard production process, it is not difficult to make desserts." Yuri dug out the messyly altered menu draft to He sees.

"...Why are they all in strange foreign languages? Are you going to follow the route of world cuisine this time?"

"Yeah! Please come to the dessert tasting party tomorrow!" Yuri's voice rose happily, "It's time for Xinghei to show off his dessert skills!"

Actually, I don't like to eat too sweet...

Nakaya pressed the hat and shifted his gaze, facing the happy Yuri, he still couldn't say this sentence.

In a restaurant where each day is the same as the previous, trying something new is a big deal.Everyone huddled in the kitchen, watching Xing Ping Chuang's superb cooking skills with bated breath.

I saw Xing Ping Chuangzhen tie the white headband on his forehead, and his aura instantly rose to a level.After a series of dazzling rolling operations, the originally plump and lovely dough is stretched and stretched into a skin as thin as a cicada's wings, and it can even ripple like water ripples with a light blow.

It doesn't look like skin at all, but a gauze-like transparent cloth, which makes people worry that it will break if touched.

"This is a famous Turkish dessert—Baklava." Xing Ping Chuangzhen patiently explained to the audience while pouring pistachios into the machine and crushing it into powder. It takes thirty or forty layers, and each layer is buttered and sprinkled with chopped walnuts and finished off with a layer of boiling syrup."

"You can imagine that it must be very, very sweet without eating it..." Yuri's mind dazzled by sweetness gradually came to her senses, and she felt the sin of sugar belatedly.

Next is the famous French dessert macarons, compared with the raw materials and production process are countless times simpler.Just a little bit of food coloring, and the colorful little pastries are fresh from the oven.Macarons of different colors are also equipped with corresponding fillings carefully matched with jam and various materials.Berries, coffee, chocolate, almonds, matcha, lemon... The usual flavors have been quietly improved, and the crispy shell melts in the mouth, highlighting the sweet taste even more.

……

A series of dazzling snacks came one after another, and the expressions of the people who were originally full of anticipation gradually became dignified.

When the exquisite wagashi was served with the fragrant Japanese tea, everyone held the teacups and refused to let go.

Chuya raised his neck and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, using the slightly astringent matcha to dilute the remaining sweetness in his mouth.

"Such a sweet snack, who can eat two pieces in a row? I almost lost my sense of taste..." He put down his teacup, exhaled, and complained.

Before Yuri could answer, he was attracted by Sakamoto beside him.

I saw that he was different from everyone else, he did not reach out to the teacup first, but started to taste the Daifuku placed in the delicate shallow saucer without haste.

...It seems that in the Japanese tea ceremony, it is true that tea is eaten first and then tea is drunk.

"Different flavors of refreshments are paired with different types of Japanese tea." Sakamoto said calmly to himself, "The desserts with higher sweetness are suitable for the slightly astringent category like matcha."

He lifted the tea bowl in front of him gracefully, gently turned its front to the front, then closed his eyes slightly and began to drink.The figure is straight, like a green lotus in a pond, elegant and refined, like a jade tree in front of a court.

The restaurant at this moment suddenly no longer looks like a restaurant, but has become a quiet and elegant tea room!

The atmosphere full of laughter suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads to stare at Sakamoto who was drinking tea.

Sakamoto continued to drink his tea without changing his face.

...As expected of Sakamoto, he has the ability to passively change the environment around him.

Does he really not know illusions?

"What should I do, is it really too sweet..."

"The sweetness of European and American desserts is beyond the standard for us, and further taste adjustments are needed."

"It doesn't matter if the production process is too complicated. And it should be easy to store and transport... Thinking about it this way, I should choose the flavor that is usually sold in dessert shops."

"It's actually not bad to just make wagashi. With the authentic craftsmanship, it is enough to gain a foothold in Yokohama."

"If you combine Western-style dim sum with Japanese-style dim sum..." Xing Ping Chuangzhen began to lose his mind while talking, rubbing his chin, and his voice gradually decreased.

This is a dangerous omen.

Generally, when Xing Ping Chuangzhen has the idea of ​​improving the dishes, everyone in the restaurant will eat the same dish for several days or even more than ten days in a row and have to give comments.

That being the case, it is necessary to find a taster who will work hard...

Chuya, who was about to slip away seeing something bad, was grabbed by the sleeve by Yuri: "Chuya! Come try again next time!"

Chuya: "! Forget it."

Yuri looked at him with accusing eyes.

"I've been participating in physical training recently, and eating too much sweets will affect my body fat rate... Dazai will laugh at me if I get fat." Chuya scratched his head, and reluctantly explained the reason, "That guy is gaining muscle recently, We made a bet on body fat percentage, we can't lose to that bastard because of it."

Yuri: ...Why can you bet on all kinds of weird things!

She looked at Chuya very carefully from top to bottom, as if she wanted to see how many abs he had through the three-piece suit.

"I will definitely assist you with all my strength! Next time when Dazai comes, I will definitely put a few plates for him, and I guarantee you will win."

Zhong Ye: ...It doesn't have to be.