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Chapter 587: Breakfast reception (1)

The day after the first phase of the Sapporo event ended.

In the early morning, it was just dawn and there were no pedestrians on the street. The Xia store, which had been closed for a while, opened early.

After two upgrades, our store was ventilated last night and Xia Yu didn't need to worry too much about hygiene. After getting up early to do boxing exercise, he found a feather duster to remove dust and wiped the tables and chairs with a towel and the bar spotlessly.

When Maki, Erina and the others got up and gathered in the shop, Natsuha treated them with a hearty breakfast.

The quietness of the morning didn't last long.

It was about eight o'clock, and the half-closed store door was knocked.

A head stuck in, his eyes flashing:

"Please, is it open normally?"

The weather in Tokyo in November is neither cold nor hot, but thin sweaters and long sleeves are necessary. The female guest who arrived in the morning was dressed in a shirt and knitted sweater. There were fashionable short skirts and pantyhose underneath, and her demeanor was not diminished.

"Huh--"

The voice was a little familiar. Maki, who was chatting with Masada Somoe and Erina, turned around in surprise and found that it was his old customer Ren Xue. She came by herself and didn't see her boyfriend.

"Sister Xue, come in."

Xia Yu heard the sound and poked his head out of the open kitchen.

Ren Xue was flattered and sat down until the bar. At this time, Xia Yu was cleaning the tableware. Misa Tamakawa was helping her. As for Ayaka Tamakawa, she went back to the master's house early. Of course, her itinerary was approved by Xia Yu.

"Get a cup of hot tea first."

I specially used the clear spring water in the water tank to make a cup of warm green tea that I was so familiar with for the old customers.

Holding a teacup in his hand and smelling the scent of tea that radiates out, Ren Xue lowered her head and sipped her mouth. She couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and sniffed her nose and said, "The taste of nostalgia is ordinary, but the water for making tea is not ordinary. Since I drank your tea, I went to other restaurants or made tea by myself, and it was not considered a tea tasting..."

Her eyes were staring at the young chef in the kitchen.

"Boss Xia, can I order food..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the shop.

This time it was not one or two, but a large group of people. Ren Xue looked back and saw that the store was in a dark place at some point. The customers spontaneously lined up in a long queue, and the team was quiet.

Xia's store is usually open after the evening, so regular customers are naturally aware of this rule, but there are not only regular customers in the team, but also many new customers who come here. There are many blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, and many media reporters who use cameras and photograph equipment. They are mixed in the team, and although they are anxious, they have to suppress them.

“So many people!”

Ren Xue was shocked, and at the same time she was secretly glad that she had rushed early.

In fact, after reading the news last night, someone knew about the report that Yuanyue’s team returned to Tokyo. Where can the most dazzling star chef in the team go besides returning to his own restaurant?

"what to do?"

Maki, Erina, Tatsuo-ei and Tatsugawa Misa spontaneously stood in a row, waiting for Natsuha's instructions.

Zhu Qing yawned and saw the grand occasion at the store door, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "It's not until eight o'clock yet, right? Let them disperse quickly, otherwise it would be a rhythm from morning to night."

That's right.

The number of people in the team is still increasing. If you look down from the sky, you will find that the flow of people gradually gathers from the tram station.

"Our Xia's store is open normally in the evening..."

Xia Yu had already come out of the kitchen and pressed his chin and said, glanced at Ren Xue, a regular customer who was eager to watch him. He was in a good mood last night. Besides, if you can come at this time, you will definitely be a group of true fans. You can't just let down the hearts of fans, right?

"Hospital!"

He made a decision, "But a limited breakfast! And only the first 500 people, each with a cup of hot tea and a snack!"

"Well, if the price is, let's be popularized, each person is 2,000 yen..."

"oh!"

Ren Xue shouted excitedly: "Long live Boss Xia!"

She pushed the empty teacup and said with a shameless face: "Well, that cup of tea just now isn't it? Give me another cup, I'll pay!"

As he said that, he took out two banknotes with a denomination of 1,000 yuan and slapped them on the bar.

“500 breakfasts?!”

Zhu Qing poured cold water and said, "This amount is not too much. What are you going to do? It definitely can't be complicated, but if it's too ordinary, it will only smash the golden signboard you played."

"You are the chef who attracts the most fans after the first phase of the Sapporo tournament! My Chef Xia!"

She gloated.

"There are many reporters in the team. People are famous and have many troubles. Don't be grabbed by them-"

Xia Yu was speechless when he heard this.

This aunt is very kind, but her mouth is full of poisonous tongue.

"rest assured--"

With a wave of his hand, "I ordered the ingredients, you guys can help."

There is still a lot of flour in stock in the store. Not to mention our store, the underground ingredient library at the branch also has high-quality beef that needs to be used. First, mobilize several women present to help the kitchen, the flour and the frozen beef that thaw.

As for Xia Yu himself, he greeted his aunt Zhu Qing and went into the kitchen together.

There are two stoves, four fryers, and pour the grease used for frying in the shop, and there is no need to be specially prepared.

The remaining two stoves are placed on the Chinese wok.

Xia's Restaurant has begun a long-lost busy life.

Outside.

About a quarter of an hour later, a small bus full of money was parked on the street.

A reporter happened to get out of the car and was about to queule, but unexpectedly he hit the tall man who got off the bus head-on, screamed, and turned over and sat down.

Holding the SLR tightly, he saw that the camera was not damaged and it was not damaged. The reporter breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the tall man's condescending indifferent eyes, and his body shook and his face showed fear.

The tall man lost interest in the reporter, turned around, looked at the Xia restaurant surrounded by crowds, and smiled softly: "It seems that it is not easy to see him today and say hello."

"Who said no?"

Five or six strange men and women came down one after another.

These people have clothes that are completely different from the style of Tokyo Metropolitan, including flower monks with beards and bald heads, and a circle of large Buddhist beads on their necks, elegant men wearing long essay gowns, even hair and scarves, and graceful women wearing apricot chiffon short skirts, thin double-breasted shirts on their upper body, and holding oil paper umbrellas with both hands.

The leading man turned around, he was wearing a black crane cloak, and the reporter just caught a glimpse of the embroidered unicorn pattern on the back of the coat, and his pupils shrank, "They are..."

Except for the man in the lead, the rest of the people have changed their clothes and are difficult to identify.

"Not wrong!"

The reporter was excited and hid a little further. He raised the SLR and slapped it hard. At the same time, the reporter was already secretly thinking about a very explosive news title. This title does not require integrity, and the more eye-catching it is, the more wonderful it is.

"The Bamianlou competition team played strongly?"

"Kicking the house? It seems not enough!"

"Food halberd! The young chef Xia Yu encountered the food halberd challenge on the first day after the competition!... This seems to be possible..." The reporter made a decision and ignored it. The news titled "Food halberd" would definitely attract many readers. Wouldn't the traffic come like that?
Chapter completed!
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