Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 7 Aono Sumiko
Two days passed like this.

Today is Wednesday, Water Day, the day when the street allows garbage to be thrown away. Xia Yan set the alarm clock, got up at seven o'clock, washed up before eight o'clock, and quickly took out the smelly garbage that had accumulated for several days.

Back to the store, it is the daily routine morning cleaning.

Wipe the table and mop the floor.

Especially the kitchen and operating table, because they are open, every corner should be carefully cleaned.

Maintaining the cleanliness of the kitchen does not mean that Xia Yan is very concerned about the customer's evaluation of the hygiene of the restaurant, but that hygiene is a matter of carelessness and perfunctory.

Originally, there were many rats and cockroaches in the old house in Shitamachi. If the living habits were sloppy, it would only take a few days to open the refrigerator to find that cockroaches had built a nest.

In addition to dealing with the accumulated kitchen waste, there is a special thing to do today.

Find a wooden sign from the utility room.

There are also brushes and ink. Xia Yan compared the traditional Chinese characters displayed on the phone, and wrote it stroke by stroke: Doubanjiang stuffed with bitter gourd.

On the personal panel, the recipe information is displayed like this:

《Stuffed Bitter Gourd with Bean Sauce》

one star.

A whim snack with a 'dark quality'.

Index upper limit - mild.

"I didn't expect my first star cookbook to be a snack, not an appetizer, a main course, nor a soup or dessert." Xia Yan hung the wooden sign on the menu wall.

One star is pretty much the limit for this recipe.

There are many factors that restrict the stars of recipes, but the most important reason why a recipe is different from home-cooked dishes and ordinary recipes——

have a soul.

And what injects the soul into "Bitter Gourd Stuffed with Doubanjiang" is undoubtedly "Superior Doubanjiang".

"But the super material, the theoretical upper limit should be higher than nine stars. Is it just a tenth of the power of 'super bean paste'?"

Xia Yan was speechless and helpless.

Anyway, the culinary skills are a bit crooked, and all the points are on the spicy specialization. Who knows that using the super-grade bean paste in the end still has the sense of sight of a primary school student tossing an adult-level weapon.

In the final analysis, the culinary skills are too scumbag.

"Forget it, don't get entangled for now. Since the recipe record is successful, it's time to do it with 100% concentration and perfect performance. After completing the task, you will get 2 skill points, and your culinary skills will be improved."

Perfect performance, the mission's 'darkness index reaches [light] requirement' should not be too simple.

The Shitamachi Food Street in the morning was as quiet as ever.

When the sound of cooking is heard in a Chinese restaurant.

A girl with a ponytail, brimming with youthful vigor, trotted to the door of the store, overtaking several old men and women who were doing their morning exercises slowly.

"Manager Xia, oh hi!" He greeted loudly with a lively voice.

"It's Chengzi Jiang."

Xia Yan was kneading the stuffing at the bar, watching the girl enter the store with a smile.

He has accumulated a lot of bad reviews in the past two months of operation, but at least he has retained some old customers and got to know each other well.

Ao Ye Chengzi is an old customer who often patronizes his restaurant. She is only 18 years old this year. She is a female college student. The private prestigious school she attends, in terms of popularity and world ranking, should be similar to the Waseda that Xia Yan is familiar with. Anyway, this world line does not have Waseda. Yes, there is nothing wrong with Waseda, who is described as a parallel time and space.

"Ehhh-"

Within a minute or two of entering the store, Aono Sumiko exclaimed, pointing to the menu wall where the brand had just been changed.

"It's different. I remember that when I came here a few days ago, there was no such dish as "Stuffed Bitter Gourd with Bean Sauce"."

As expected of a college student from a prestigious school, she has a great memory, and it can be seen from this that Aono Sumiko is very familiar with the restaurant, and she will quickly understand a small change.

Xia Yan replied with a smile: "I am making this dish."

"That's great!"

Hearing the voice of sitting behind him, Xia Yan laughed to himself, this girl Qingye Chengzi has a wonderful taste, otherwise she would not become a loyal customer of his restaurant, even to the point of being a brainless fan.

"How about the spiciness? It's several times hotter than other dishes. Are you sure Chengzi Jiang is okay?" He asked in a familiar tone.

As a result, I only heard a long exclamation of "eh" from behind.

There is no fear or fear at all, but full of curiosity and excitement.

"Only at Store Manager Xia's can we eat such authentic Chinese cuisine." Ao Ye Chengzi praised.

"Why did the Neon people come up with such a weirdo like you?"

Xia Yan couldn't help complaining.

"Ah, Manager Xia, this is why you have a stereotyped impression." Chengzi Qingye poured herself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp. There were wet spots on her moist lips. She sipped it, patted her chest lightly, and continued with a smile. explain:
"Didn't you also complain about our local 'Japanese food', such as most ramen noodles, which are extremely salty. In fact, we Neon people have hidden heavy tastes in a sense."

Hearing this, Xia Yan couldn't help nodding.

The truth is ugly, but the fact is that most of the Japanese food is either bland or salty.

In the pure 'Japanese meal' world, these two tastes seem to be the only ones.

"That's why we love Chinese cuisine."

Ao Ye Chengzi took it for granted: "Otherwise, why do many Nihong people go to the mainland every year, travel to the land of abundance, and pursue authentic Chinese food. It can be said that every Nihong person has a dream of eating Chinese cuisine. "

"It's true that you can't adapt to the taste when you pick 'spicy', but it doesn't mean you absolutely resist."

Ao Ye Chengzi clasped his palms together: "Please, Manager Xia, I really want to eat authentic spicy food today, so I came here directly after my morning run."

Xia Yan put the plate into the steamer: "Right away, this plate is the new dish 'Bitter Gourd Stuffed with Bean Paste', wait for 10 minutes."

"Long live! I'm going to wash my hands first. I just fed a few stray cats in the park and it's a bit dirty." Ao Ye Chengzi got up happily, but she just stood up when she suddenly pointed at the store door, "Manager Xia, you Another guest~"

A tall figure in blue overalls stood at the door, poking around, looking hesitant.

Seeing this, Qingye Chengzi tilted her head and snickered at Xia Yan: "It must be Manager Xia's cooking, which caused harm to this uncle, and no one else dared to come in."

After speaking, he suddenly changed his route to the bathroom and headed for the store door.

"welcome."

Aono Sumiko had an impeccable waiter's smile on her face.

"Cough." The uncle in work clothes looked embarrassed, wanted to retreat, but also wanted to go in. In the end, he overcame some kind of fear, coughed, walked into the shop with steady steps, and sat down on the chair at the bar.

"Chengzijiang, wash your hands quickly, your cooking will be ready."

Xia Yan shouted, then turned his gaze to the customers in front of the bar, raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, it looks familiar."

In fact, Xia Yan recognized the overalls and uniforms on him.

He had just gone to take out the garbage half an hour ago. If you pay attention on the road, you can easily find garbage trucks shuttling through the streets of Shitamachi. The driver and co-pilot are in blue uniforms.

The uncle concealed his rudeness: "I'm so annoying, serve me beer first! Fill the glass!"

"Here, is your cold beer still 'twice-cooked pork' today?"

twice-cooked pork...

There seemed to be a bit of hot feeling coming from Jumen, the uncle bit the bullet and asked, "Is the degree of spiciness really non-negotiable?"

A naughty female voice answered instead: "Uncle, give up, there is only authentic Chinese food here. If you want to eat improved Japanese-style Chinese food with high sweetness, turn left when you go out, go straight for 100 meters, cross the bridge, and walk another 50 meters." meters, there is a Chinese house opened by Neon people.”

Xia Yan didn't even raise his head, he stared at the stove where the steam started to gurgle, and a line of words appeared in his vision:

[Cooking is complete. 】

[Dish Completion - Good (80 points)]

[Darkness Index (Trait) - Mild]

Immediately after the sound of "Ding", the task I took two days ago was automatically completed, and the 2 skill points were credited.

(End of this chapter)