Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew everyone present except the girl, which may be the reason why he noticed her.

The petite girl in an exquisite suit was blocked layer upon layer at the innermost part of the small storefront. In front of her were Yuuki Eita and Shirase, who were facing each other with swords drawn, and on the outer layer were other members of the sheep surrounded by groups.I don't know what she just said, but at this moment the whole room is silent, and everyone is staring at her.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, even so, she still had a calm smile on her face, as leisurely as walking in her own living room, as if she had never paid attention to these people.

He frowned and looked away, and turned to look at Shirase who was stuck in the shop.The companions around him hurriedly explained the whole story to him.

"What's so noisy about this kind of thing, isn't this clearly explained?" Nakahara Nakaya, who had finally figured out the ins and outs, didn't care what Shirase was thinking, and pulled him out by pulling his arm directly, "Let's go. There is work to do this afternoon."

Before dragging the struggling Shirase away, he looked at Yuuki and Eita again, as if he wanted to say something, but finally left without saying anything.

The protagonist who provoked the trouble left the scene, and the group of teenagers and girls quickly followed suit. In the blink of an eye, the quietness that should have been restored during the off-peak period was restored in the store.

The system also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were going to single out a big local force on Leibo Street on the first day you opened the store. I didn't expect you to still be sane. It's okay."

"In case they really don't know each other, there's nothing I can do." Mengchuan Yuli began to prepare for the evening business, and she replied casually while combing her long curly hair into a loose bun with her fingers , "It will look very tasteless."

You said it as if you were an adult, but the system secretly slandered you and didn't dare to say it out.

She seemed to think of something when she rolled up her sleeves, and added: "But that orange-haired boy may be a stubborn stubble."

Yumekawa Yuri smelled the breath of a strong man from him.Her instincts are right.

At the other end of the store, Yuuki was a little happy to see Nakahara Naka, but after the members of the sheep left the restaurant, they lowered their heads somewhat disappointed and bewildered.Eita went to the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time.

"What grievances do you have with that little white hair?" Yuri Yumekawa suddenly appeared from the side, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of Coke, interrupting Yuuki's thoughts.

"We used to be members of the sheep but...but a few days ago, we were voted out. So we just wandered around, couldn't find a place to live, and had no food."

"Why were you driven away?" She asked, picking out the vegetables that needed to be processed and throwing them to Yuuki for processing.

"I used to work for the old seafood stall on the other side of the street, and helped him handle crabs and tuna. They found out about this, and then Shirase and his buddies yelled that I sacrificed my time doing things for the organization to run by myself Go out to make money and ask me to hand over my wages. I... I quarreled with them, and it ended up like this. Eita didn't do anything at first, but because I spoke for me, I was also troubled by me." The sound of water Amidst the rushing, Yuuki answered in a low voice while washing the vegetables absent-mindedly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"I see." Mengchuan Yuli nodded, "I see, you are very good at handling seafood."

One sentence completely destroyed the emotional atmosphere.

Is this the point!

Yuuki almost shouted out.

"Oh, I'm just kidding. Anyway, you work here with me, and I won't throw you out. Just forget about the past." Seeing Yuuki's expression, she quickly changed her words, without a word. Sincerely comforted each other.

"Then...then do we have wages?" Yuuki asked tentatively.

Meng Chuan Yuli pretended not to hear and immediately changed the subject: "You two must have been here for a long time? Do you know how long the sheep has been established?"

"...Eita and I came to this area at about the same time four or five years ago, so we have been acting together." Yuuki raised his forehead, no longer having any hope for the conscience of the black-hearted boss, "At that time, the sheep It’s been around for about three years, but its reputation has only slowly spread in recent years after a fierce revolt against the port mafia.”

Yumekawa Yuri ignored the new term that appeared in his words, but asked with interest: "So you also know some local history? Do you know why this place is called Leibo Street?"

Not knowing what came to mind, Yuuki lifted his spirits.He looked around, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Then I really know. I heard that eight years ago, this place was an ordinary block, as flat as all other places in Yokohama. Suddenly one day, something happened. There was a big explosion, and all the houses in this area were destroyed, leaving only a crater in the shape of a beaker, which gradually became a street where homeless and illegal people gathered as time went by. This is the name of the beaker street origin."

"What kind of explosion is so powerful?" Yuri Yumekawa raised his eyebrows slightly, expressing doubts about it.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Yuuki turned off the faucet, stopped what she was doing, and explained to her seriously: "It is said that the resentment and anger of foreign soldiers who were tortured in the military base in the concession attracted the ancient gods. Huang Ba vomited. The wrath of the gods shook the earth, the black flames swallowed up the entire military base and the houses in this area—"

"Huangba vomits?"

Outside the kitchen, in the shop separated by a curtain, someone answered the conversation like this.

The voice was somewhat familiar, as if I had heard it not long ago.

Before Yumekawa Yuri could react, Yuuki had rushed out of the kitchen excitedly, and when she raised the curtain, she accidentally threw her face with water.

"Chuya!" He shouted and ran towards the other party.

The boy who dragged Xiao Baimao out was sitting alone at the dining table.He put the hood of the hoodie under his jacket over his head, and a few strands of orange hair stuck out obscenely, hanging prominently on his forehead.

The boy named Zhongye cleared his throat: "Do you have any recommended dishes for dinner?"

"Chuya, why are you here?"

"Huh? What do you think? I was looking for you on the street two days ago," he said in a somewhat complaining tone, "You run pretty fast."

"Ah... At that time, the two of us were going to try our luck outside Leibo Street, and we just came back last night." Yuuki scratched his head embarrassingly. "Sit down first, I'll make omelet rice for you!"

Yuri Yumekawa watched Yuuki working hard all his life with cold eyes, no, what he learned today, he was gearing up to make an omurice, or a ryokan omelet.

"Isn't he in the same group as that little white hair today? Why are you so attentive?" She was a little puzzled.

"Zhong is also a very powerful supernatural user, we all rely on him to compete with other armed forces." Yuuki explained while beating eggs, "When voting, he has been helping us to speak."

"How powerful?"

"The kind that can knock out a whole gang of mafia and tear down an entire street by one person."

... She is too familiar with the house-destroying type of combat madness.Just pray that he won't fight in front of her shop in the future.

"...ah, failed..." Yuuki scratched his head.

Obviously isn't it like this, one bump, one shake, another bump...?Why did his eggs burnt?

Looking at the burnt black failed product, Yuri Yumekawa twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and walked over to take over his work.

"It looks simple, but it's hard to learn." She took a few more eggs from the refrigerator, smashed them skillfully, and threw them into the bowl.

In the rhythmic sound of beating eggs, the egg yolk and egg white quickly merged into one, turning into a clear yellow egg liquid.

Yumekawa Yuri carefully filtered the egg liquid through a strainer, leaving only the most delicate part.

Then comes the most challenging moment.

Under Yuuki's nervous eyes, Yuri Yumekawa slowly put a small piece of butter and olive oil into the pan, and slowly pushed it away with a shovel, so that it evenly covered the entire inner surface of the pan.

Then, directly poured all the egg liquid into the pot in a cool manner.

As soon as Fu touched the bottom of the pot heated by a low flame, the originally clear egg liquid suddenly turned milky white.As she continued to shake the pan gently, the white egg strands remained on the track where the egg liquid had passed.Meng Chuanyuli patiently used chopsticks to continuously pull the eggs hanging on the wall and put them back into the bottom of the pot, and continued to stir the gradually solidified egg liquid to prevent it from maintaining its current shape.

In the process of continuous solidification and breaking, the egg skin gradually showed a wonderful texture while transforming into a bright yellow color, flowing slowly.

Yumekawa Yuri's stirring speed became slower and slower, and finally stopped.The bottom layer of egg liquid has been vaguely condensed into a solid state.She used chopsticks to gently lift up the egg skin on one side to cover a little of the middle part, then held the handle of the pot and shook it lightly——

With Yuuki's exclamation, Danpi fell back to the original place steadily.It turned out that although her range of motion was large, the time for the egg skin to actually vacate was very short, so that there was only a small amount of displacement.

Then, in the process of repeating again and again, the solidified egg skin gradually completely covered the flowing part, completely wrapping the fresh and tender part like a large dumpling.

The egg cocoon has been initially formed, Yuri Yumekawa nodded with satisfaction, and gently pressed the part of the giant dumpling that was not completely adhered to the bottom of the pot with chopsticks to make it stick more firmly.

The completed egg skin rolls mischievously on the bottom of the pot like a fat water polo, and finally it is gently placed on the seasoned rice that Yuuki made earlier.

Flowing heart omelet rice, done!