Chapter 282 Chapter 281 In the Name of Youth (3)
The motorcycle slowly stopped in front of a middle school. Qian Xiaoyi looked up at the school gate. Banners of various colors and huge The "Taniqiu Middle School Cultural Festival" signboard was erected on the gate. There was an endless stream of people coming in and out. There were childlike middle school students everywhere, permeating the atmosphere of youth.
The weather is good today, the sun is shining and the temperature is suitable. It is indeed a suitable day to go out and play.
After parking the motorcycle, Qian Xiaoyi pressed the peaked cap on his head, then walked into the school, and took a lot of leaflets from the high school students handing out leaflets at the door.
"Heitaro's school... the environment is actually pretty good~" Qian Xiaoyi looked around at the school's environment. Originally, he thought that with Inuyama Heita's previous financial situation, the school he attended should also match his financial strength. , is an old and small school. I didn’t expect that all the facilities here are very complete, including gymnasiums, playgrounds, auditoriums, everything you need. And the scale is not small, so it is not a rubbish school.
But think about it, that guy lives in an apartment in Roppongi, so his family situation must have been pretty good before, but things have changed in recent years, just like Suzuki.
There are student stalls everywhere on both sides of the road. Some sell student-made food, such as cakes, fried noodles, fried rice, takoyaki, etc. There are also some small game stalls, which are like money games. It’s the same as the temple fair that B went to before.
Smelling the smell in the air, Qian Xiaoyi was really hungry. Since there was no breakfast shop, he always bought bread at the convenience store in the morning to cope with it, but what use were those things? He still wants to eat something hot, such as Cantonese dim sum, pancakes and fruits, Lanzhou beef noodles, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns and porridge.
Looking down and flipping through the flyer in his hand, Qian Xiaoyi said to himself: "That guy Heitaro's class... seems to be Class 3 of the first grade? It seems to be a restaurant, right? Then go there Let’s eat while we’re at it.”
After entering the teaching building, he looked around and quickly found Heita Inuyama’s class.
"Welcome to Le Laixuan~"
As soon as he entered, Qian Xiaoyi saw the house full of festive decorations, with red lanterns hanging everywhere. The boys were wearing blue Tang suits, while the girls were wearing red cheongsams. There were also cheerful folk music playing, and a smell of "Japanese-Chinese style" that was a collection of stereotypes came to my face.
"This decoration...is it celebrating the New Year so early?" Qian Xiaoyi said helplessly, but he didn't expect it to be a Chinese restaurant.
"Do you want to eat? This way, please." Suzuki came over with a menu in hand, also wearing a cheongsam.
Qian Xiaoyi saw it and smiled and said: "Not bad, Xiao, it's the first time I see you wearing such brightly colored clothes. Let me take a look... Then I will have a piece of shredded pork with green pepper and a piece of sweet and sour gourd." Why don’t you see Heitaro?”
He found a seat in the corner and sat down, looking at the menu and ordering a few dishes.
Suzuki did not answer, but shouted to the kitchen in the back: "One each of green pepper shredded pork, sweet and sour pork, and fried rice."
"Roger that." Inuyama Ping Tai's voice came.
“Is that guy actually a chef?” Qian Xiaoyi said with a smile: “Obviously he only worked in Shanwailou for a few days, is that okay?”
Suzuki Fu Adjusting his glasses: "It all depends on how you rate the customer."
"Yes." Qian Xiaoyi became serious: "Then let me, a genuine Chinese, come and taste it! Your store's cuisine!"
With customers, "Le Laixuan" will soon open I got busy, chopping vegetables, washing pots, and there were constant shouts from the kitchen.
After hearing that a real Chinese person came to the store, these high school students were extremely nervous. They each pulled Suzuki and asked questions.
"Suzuki, I just heard that, are you really Chinese? Is the food cooked by Inuyama-san okay?" "What if you are criticized? I heard that authentic Chinese cuisine and Japanese cuisine are The approach is different.”
"Wow~ I'm so nervous. I didn't expect that the first guest today would be such a heavyweight. Why does that person look familiar?"
Suzuki said helplessly: "Hurry up and greet the guests, no. Did you see another customer coming?”
Since the ingredients were prepared in advance and only needed to be stir-fried, Qian Xiaoyi’s meal was already served in less than ten minutes. .
Everyone is so nervous now that even the music in the store has stopped.
In everyone's expectant and anxious eyes, Qian Xiaoyi looked solemn, picked up a chopstick and looked at the shredded green pepper and pork, then nodded and put it into his mouth.
The moment he put the shredded green pepper pork into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and the music of "The Great Wall" from the cartoon "The Little Master of China" seemed to sound around him! The magnificent Great Wall seemed to appear before his eyes...
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, it's a little too exaggerated." After Qian Xiaoyi swallowed it, he asked in a dumbfounded voice: "It's not so delicious. Who played the music?”
Everyone in the classroom burst into laughter.
"Brother Yi?" After Inuyama Heita heard that the guest was a Chinese, he ran out of the kitchen, saw Qian Xiaoyi, and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't I say I would come to visit?" Qian Xiaoyi said as he picked up a piece of sweet and sour meat.
"Inuyama-san, do you know this customer?" A girl asked expectantly: "Guest, how are you? Do the Chinese dishes in our store suit your appetite?"
Qian Xiaoyi glanced at the table The dishes were served, and I nodded. I finally didn’t thicken the gravy indiscriminately and make it sticky. If it were in an ordinary Chinese restaurant, these two dishes would inevitably be thickened with gravy, which would make people lose their appetite. . There are also a lot of ingredients added to the fried rice. Although the taste is not top-notch, it is still satisfactory.
“It tastes good, very authentic.” Qian Xiaoyi praised, there is no need to be too harsh on these high school students, at least these home-cooked dishes have a home-cooked taste, are not unpalatable, and are not too messy. Flower work of "Strawberry Mapo Tofu".
“Yeah~~~” the students cheered. It is enough to be happy that their Chinese restaurant can be recognized by Chinese people!
Inuyama Heita was relieved. He knew that Qian Xiaoyi could also cook, and his cooking skills were not bad. He only ate lunch every day because the office did not have a kitchen. At first, he thought Qian Xiaoyi's The standard will be very high. It seems that these past few days of cramming on the Internet and watching videos, as well as my previous part-time job at Shanwailou, have not been in vain.
"Go and do your work. I'll go shopping by myself later." Qian Xiaoyi said.
"Yes, guests, please use it slowly." Inuyama Heita returned to the kitchen.
Because I heard that the guest was Chinese, Inuyama Heita put a lot of hot peppers into the shredded green pepper pork. Xiao Yi was a little sweaty after eating, so he took off his cap and prepared to continue with fried rice. While they were feasting, a male student who came in to dine suddenly pointed at Qian Xiaoyi and shouted in surprise:
"Ah! It's the psychic detective! The psychic detective Qian Xiaoyi!"
< br>There is another chapter in the afternoon
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