"Miss Miwako is from Atami City?"
The young man with the sword tied to his waist washed his hands and imitated Miwako's technique before, cutting off the middle and naked flesh of the remaining bluefin tuna on the table along the beautiful texture.
Shape the vinegared rice wrapped with large pieces of fish into sushi rolls that resemble rice balls. While massaging them with your fingertips, they secretly grill them using the temperature control ability of Yan Ling Junyan. Finally, feed the large sushi rolls to the head.
Zhao Xi's mouth was full of hope.
The cute little girl held the warm rice balls in her hands, her cheeks bulging, and Li Longyuan smiled happily.
The young master really understands her. In fact, the sushi sashimi at the beginning was so cold that it had no taste at all and the quantity was small.
The female chef's eyelids trembled when she saw this scene. The sushi banquet she had just executed so smoothly did not receive any strong praise from the guests at all.
"Yes, I have lived in Atami since I was a child. After graduating from college, I worked as an apprentice and craftsman at Mitani Sushi Restaurant in Tokyo for two years. But there, a woman could never become a chef. So I came back and prepared to make money in
Atami opens a sushi restaurant of his own and is committed to training female sushi chefs."
Miwako still responded very sincerely, her eyes were clear and clear, and she had a rare craftsman spirit.
The so-called Japanese craftsmanship spirit refers to the selfless state of reaching the pinnacle of a certain industry and devoting one's life to this beloved career.
"That's it! I asked you why Miss Miwako has a Tokyo accent in her words, and her knife skills are so skillful and elegant. It seems that she practiced a lot when she was an apprentice. Where there is a will, there is a way!"
These words made the fair-skinned and beautiful female chef with slender waist and long legs tremble slightly, but she still responded softly: "Yes, knife skills are a necessary skill for every chef to learn before taking up the job. It is related to the taste of sushi by the guests."
Later evaluation.”
Zhou Chen on the side listened hard to the conversation between the two in Japanese, while Si Yao's expression moved and he looked at the female chef in front of him without any trace.
She is so beautiful and has a slim figure. Even if she deliberately wears a plain headscarf and a printed chef's overalls, she can't hide her aura.
"I thought for a moment that this hand was holding a murder knife. It's really rude."
It was the first time Shang Shanlan bowed to someone, completely showing his neck to the female chef in front of him. In fact, in Japanese culture, the original meaning of bowing was to show the most vulnerable part of the human body to the other person, expressing a feeling of weakness versus strength.
the sincerity of the person.
As long as the opponent wants to, he can chop at this fragile neck with a knife or his hands at any time.
There is a funny scene in the movie Pirates of the Caribbean, where pirates salute knights, and when the knights bow back in aristocratic manners, the pirates swarm up with big axes and chop off their heads.
Si Yao had already put his hand on his lower back with alert eyes. Zhou Chen also reacted and sat upright.
The housekeeper Kimura Hiroshi looked at the strange atmosphere in the room with some surprise.
"Lan-kun is joking, is it because I have butchered too many fresh fishes brought from the sea, so even my knife skills reveal a murderous aura?"
The atmosphere in the room was silent for a long time. The woman's black eyebrows were raised and lowered like a knife, and the sound was as clear as pearls hitting a silver plate.
The young man slowly raised his head, staring into her beautiful eyes like ink-colored gemstones with his deep and vast eyes. The wildfire burning inside made Miwako feel fear for no reason, thinking of the bottomless cliff she jumped off many years ago.
This is the gaze from the Supreme, the abyss of despair.
"You held the knife backwards."
Lan, who was wearing a shirt, curled his lips and smiled softly, like spring breeze turning into rain. All the deadly murderous intentions hidden in the room disappeared in an instant. It was as if nothing happened.
Si Yao and Zhou Chen also stopped immediately, but their eyes remained wary.
Only Miwako was still holding the sword blade (sushi knife) in her backhand, and her slender fingers had lost their color and turned pale due to exertion. No one could personally experience the feeling that life did not belong to them.
"I heard that Atami is a famous hot spring town, how about we go experience it together and try the taste of hot spring boiled eggs."
The handsome young man stood up calmly, straightened the sword at his waist and the folds of his robe slowly, and suggested by the way.
He can completely play the role of the noble Prince Genji who was loved by women during the Heian period.
It is difficult for anyone to refuse his proposal, especially since he is the legitimate owner of this black stone mansion.
Kimura Hiroshi had already summoned a maid to serve outside and told her to prepare the eggs and sake in a bag as well as men's and women's bathrobes.
"Master, please follow me."
The old housekeeper led the way, and they, including Miwako, walked out of the side door and walked along the cobblestone path to the back garden full of cherry blossom trees. The hot spring filled with mist was right next to the branches full of pink cherry blossoms.
Hiding.
A maid came up and handed her a bathrobe, but Shang Shanlan refused. She just motioned to Si Yao to take the tray with eggs and sake and follow her.
The marble-carved hot spring pool has a European Renaissance beauty, and traces of modern renovation can be seen.
Shang Shanlan sat down directly by the pool, lifted up his robe and put his feet into the hot spring water, while Si Yao packed the eggs in a mesh bag and placed them in another independent small hot spring pool.
"It's so peaceful!"
Zhao Xi and Miwako followed suit and sat down around the hot spring pool, leaning on the left side of Li Longyuan. Si Yao and Zhou Chen sat further away knowingly. They looked up and looked through the water as if they were soaking their feet in a footbath.
From the intertwined flower branches, you can see the blue sky above your head, with goshawks circling and singing in the clouds.
This gave Si Yao the illusion that the head of the family was not here to perform a mission, but to take them on a trip abroad at public expense.
Miwako looked curiously at the young man who was resting with his hands on the ground and his eyes closed.
Just by raising her eyes, she felt that she had been seen through. But the other party didn't say anything, and just passed away.
"Fifty years of life,
The past seems like a dream,
Within the world,
How can there be anyone who lives forever?"
The young man in a black patterned haori kimono clapped his palms and sang softly the Japanese song Oda Nobunaga composed before his death, with a touch of sadness revealed in his cold tone.
Anyone who hears this can't help but think of the man who was once called the "Owari Family Fool". He harbored the ambition to spread military power across the world and rode on a horse to various battlefields. In the end, he was betrayed by his retainers and had no way out. In the burning fire.
Honnoji committed seppuku and committed suicide.
Really, Wang Tu is joking about his supremacy, and his life is no longer a drunken one.
Hiroshi Kimura was also immersed in the artistic conception. He looked at the new owner of the mansion and found that he looked calm and unparalleled in domineering. He was not affected by Nobunaga's fate at all.
After all, what if we can really unify the world? After all, it will only take fifty years.
"The boiled eggs should be ready."
Shang Shanlan opened his eyes and reminded the old butler who was lost in thought. Kimura Hiroshi walked to another small pool and took out the net bag, respectfully put the boiled eggs and sake on the tray and presented it.
"It would be more delicious if dipped in soy sauce."
Zhao Xi watched Li Longyuan peeling the eggs intently and pursed his lips greedily to express his opinion.
"Wait a moment." Hiroshi Kimura chuckled and was about to send someone to get it.
In an instant, the footsteps were in disorder, the celadon wine bottle trembled, and the rapid siren sounded throughout the beach.
This chapter has been completed!