In fact, the Big Fish Restaurant is neither close nor far from the school, but the price of taking a taxi is still not low. Globally, the taxi prices in Neon are among the highest, although Ye Shuangping usually
I’m not particularly frugal with my money, but when faced with the high taxi fare, I couldn’t help but complain in my heart.
After getting off the car, Ye Shuang thought he would meet that guy from Little Tiger, but he found that there was no one in the store. Even the store manager Mu Xue Murasame didn't know where he was.
"It seems that the door is not open today?" Seeing the empty front desk, Ye Shuang turned his head and said to the expressionless Bai Yuyou beside him.
When Bai Yuyou saw this scene, he didn't seem to be too disappointed. He just looked at Ye Shuang, as if suggesting that he change his family.
"In that case, let's find another one." Ye Shuang smiled and was about to turn around when a strong smell of alcohol came from the tip of his nose. He looked over and found a man with a flushed face swaying at the door.
He walked in, still mumbling something, as if he was drunk.
"Hey, bring me some wine!" When the man saw Ye Shuang and the others, he shouted directly, as if he regarded Ye Shuang as a clerk in this store.
Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou looked at each other, neither of them took any action. Seeing that they had no reaction at all, the man pushed the chair next to him violently. With a bang, the chair fell to the ground, and the metal edge made a crisp sound with the floor.
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"Didn't you hear that?!"
At this time, it seemed that he heard the sound coming from the store. A middle-aged man rushed in from outside the store. When he saw the drunk man holding a chair in his hand, he directly stretched out his hand: "Guest, guest, calm down."
The person who came in was none other than Kisemura Yu.
"Stop blabbering!" the drunk man yelled, then he picked up the chair and threw it straight at Ye Shuang.
"Be careful!" Mukimura Yu shouted quickly.
Ye Shuang saw the chair heading towards the door and made no move at all. The next second, the shadow under him circled upwards, and finally turned into a sharp claw as black as ink and grasped the handle of the chair!
Then the shadow slowly grew larger, and finally opened a pair of bloody eyes: "Homula..."
The cold air that hit his face made the drunk man take a step back, and then he started shouting again: "Give me wine!"
"Wine?" Ye Shuang crossed his arms and said with a slight smile: "Should I give you your favorite big mouth? Isn't it fun to pretend to be drunk?"
When he heard the word "pretending to be drunk", the expression on the drunk man's face froze slightly, and then he murmured a few words to cover it up well, and walked out of the store: "Humph, if there is no wine, there is no wine."
The next second, there was a click, and Ghost Stone's ghost claws pinched the drunk man's shoulder——
"Do you want to leave after the trouble?" As soon as Ye Shuang finished speaking, Ghoststone dragged the drunk man over, then wrapped around him like a water snake and stuck out his tongue.
Seeing the expression on the drunk man's face getting paler and paler, Ye Shuang said with a smile: "Are you still drunk now?"
Feeling the cold air slowly invading his body, the drunk man shook his head quickly, and then nodded again as if he thought of something.
"This is..." Seeing Ye Shuang's series of actions, Muxue Murame next to him was confused for a while, then seemed to understand something, and frowned at the drunk man.
"Call the police first." Ye Shuang took out his mobile phone, and soon, the person was taken away.
After returning to Dayu again, Mu Xuecunyu bowed down to Ye Shuang and thanked him: "Thank you this time, Ye Shuang."
"It's okay, after all, the person he wants to hit is me." Ye Shuang touched his nose and said, and then when he saw that Muxue Murusu's expression was not right, he smiled: "It seems that Mr. Muxue is very aware of what happened.
What."
"Well..." Muxue Murasu smiled bitterly, but he didn't seem to say anything more. He just shook his head, and then he looked at Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou as if he remembered something: "You came here today to find Lingzi?
?”
"No..." Ye Shuang shook his head, but also asked one more question: "I heard that she is going to drop out of school?"
"Well, this kid..." Muxue Murasame said with a bitter smile: "He had a quarrel with me just now, saying he wanted to take care of the big fish for me, and even ran out."
After seeing that Ye Shuang didn't say anything, Muxue Murame continued to ask: "So, are you two here to eat today?"
"Yeah." It seemed that it was because of family matters, Ye Shuang didn't say much and just nodded.
Soon, Muxue Cunyu returned to his seat. After a while, dishes were placed one after another. Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou sat down and began to enjoy. Muxue Cunyu, who was at the front desk,
Looking at Ye Shuang, the two of them seemed hesitant to speak.
"Mr. Muxue...if you have anything to say, just say it directly." Seeing his appearance, Ye Shuang had no choice but to ask.
"How do you think the food I cooked tastes?" Finally, Mukimura Yu asked.
After hearing his question, Ye Shuang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Bai Yuyou who was eating happily next to him and nodded lightly: "Well, it's not bad."
"Then what do you think needs improvement?"
"Is it an improvement?" Ye Shuang thought for a while, and finally said with a smile: "Maybe it's because there are too few varieties, and there are almost no fish dishes except sashimi and pan-fried ones, so it's relatively simple."
"It's true..." After hearing what Ye Shuang said, Muxue Murame looked in agreement, but he also showed a troubled expression: "But I don't know how to improve it, because these dishes are all
It has been passed down from my ancestors, and although I have always wanted to improve it, I am not satisfied."
"So that's it..." Ye Shuang nodded.
"I remember Ye Shuang, you are from China, right? How do the chefs there handle fish?" Mu Xue Murun asked: "Is it also relatively simple?"
"The way our country handles fish meat..." Ye scratched his cheeks with his fingers and said, "That's quite a lot, probably too many to count."
Hearing what Ye Shuang said, Muxue Murame only showed a slightly strange expression, but didn't say much, but it was obvious that he didn't believe it.
At this time, Bai Yuyou, who was beside Ye Shuang, stretched out his finger and tapped Ye Shuang's arm, his eyes flashing.
"If it's convenient for Mr. Muxue, I can make a few for you to see." After Ye Shuang realized what Bai Yuyou meant, he smiled and said to Muxue Muranyu.
"Can you cook?"
"Well, I know a little bit." Ye Shuang nodded.
"Okay, do you need to prepare any materials?" Muxue Muranyu looked at Ye Shuang and nodded, as if he agreed.
"As for the ingredients..." Ye Shuang briefly talked about it, but Muxue Murame's expression became more and more weird: "Fish and most seasonings are fine, but seasonings such as Sichuan peppercorns and bean paste, won't they destroy the quality of the ingredients themselves?
Dao?"
"No." Ye Shuang smiled and shook his head.
Because what he wants to do is the authentic Sichuan cuisine - boiled fish - which he learned in Sichuan.