Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 138 The Story of the Elephant

As night fell, Chateau Joel Robuchon began serving dishes to guests who had reserved seats for tonight.

This Michelin three-star restaurant has limited seats and usually only accepts reservations a week in advance. There is an endless stream of guests every night. The guests who come here are either rich or expensive. The most powerful people in Tokyo have visited this restaurant.

But tonight, there are plenty of empty seats, a handful of people in dining chairs, waiters in thick white shirts and suits, and little silver carts of wine and desserts gliding silently through the aisles.

The only dining table was arranged near the window, and the rest were far away from the window, faintly separated from it.

Vaguely, I can feel that all the waiters are facing here, paying attention to this table at all times, but they don't dare to look directly, holding white square scarves in their hands, and lowering their heads like servants.

Through the window, you can see more than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz parked neatly downstairs. The men in black are standing guard on the road like guards. The tattoos on their arms are revealed, making people clearly know their identities—— gang member.

All passers-by stay away from here, and cars will detour when they see it, or slip away from the opposite side of the road carefully and tentatively.

However, only the guests by the window can see the picture downstairs. The guests sitting inside are still enjoying the food, holding a freshly cut half lemon in their hands, and lightly pouring it on the French foie gras sprinkled with black truffle and caviar. Squeeze the lemon juice lightly, cut the sweet and delicate foie gras into small pieces with a silver knife and fork, and stick a fork to the tip of your tongue to taste it carefully.

All the cooking ingredients tonight are higher than usual, and each table is given a free bottle of TBA ice wine from Egon Miller Winery, a bottle of 1990 Margaux and 1998 Patus, They are all the top vintages of top wineries. If you want to calculate the price, the consumption will be more than five times more expensive than the usual menu, but these few lucky guests who got the Chateau Joel Robuchon "Giving Back Event" didn't have to pay a penny.

Yuan Zhisheng tried to teach Eriyi to cut beef bones. Usually this work is done by waiters, but Yuan Zhisheng, as a good hand with knives, found the essence of it after watching it several times. He always eats here by himself. Hands-on, he is not an elegant person, but a country boy from the mountains.

He hopes that Erika can also do it by himself, learn how to cut beef bones today, and learn more in the future.

In the past, when they came here to eat, they would reserve the place, and there would be no outsiders in the entire restaurant, but now they can see the guests who are also eating next to them as long as they turn their heads slightly.

They are all younger people, sitting in twos and twos, middle-aged people without potbellies and old ladies, basically lovers, they look about 25 to 35 years old, wearing famous brands, but not the most fashionable. top brand.

These people were specially screened out by Ayumi Toshiro, the general manager of Chateau Joel Robuchon, ordered by Yuan Zhisheng. They were all young people with not so strong financial resources. This free dinner will make them happy for a long time.

"Sorry, I've been very busy with work recently, and I may not be able to play with you for the next period of time." Yuan Zhisheng picked a piece of meat from the beef bone, dipped it in the sauce, and chewed it in his mouth.

Eliyi continued to draw a gourd and cut off a piece of meat that was not so neat, and ate it in small bites.

After eating, she took out a small notebook and wrote, "Brother, let me tell you a story."

"Okay." Yuan Zhisheng smiled, picked up the wine glass and touched Erika lightly, this child rarely talked actively with people like today, usually as long as Yuan Zhisheng didn't ask questions, she would bury her head in the meal, and then she would eat after eating. Stare out the window in a daze, or take out her little toys and play with them.

Yuan Zhisheng nodded in relief. Maybe there is such a saying that the eighteenth female university has changed. He thought to himself that he cared too little for Erika in the past. Apart from playing games with her occasionally, he didn't seem to have done anything for her. things.

"Once upon a time there was an elephant." Erika began to draw, and drew a cartoon elephant on the first page of the small book with a thick liner.

She was drawing and writing below, her deep rose red pupils shone with a different light than usual.

"One day, the elephant was shitting." She drew a lump of poop behind the elephant's butt, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't know why there was such a weird smile on the poop.

"There was a little white rabbit next to him, so the elephant asked the little white rabbit: Are you afraid of hair loss?" A rabbit with long ears made of simple lines appeared next to Papa.

"The little white rabbit said: Don't be afraid, and then the little white rabbit was caught and wiped his butt."

"Haha. What a good story." Yuan Zhisheng forced himself to smile, thinking that Kaguya must strictly filter the network channels when he goes back, and let those programmers work overtime to make an automatic identification system.

"It's not over yet, brother." Erika turned to the second page of the book and drew an elephant again.

"The next day, the elephant was eating." Then she drew a little squirrel, "The elephant asked the little squirrel: are you afraid of hair loss?"

"The little squirrel said: Don't be afraid."

"Then, the elephant wiped the little squirrel's mouth." Erika stood up the small notebook and looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng was a little ashamed and didn't know what to say, so he picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

But Erika was still staring at him with some expectation in her eyes.

She wrote the last words: "Finally, the little squirrel said: I am yesterday's little white rabbit."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't collapse for a moment, a mouthful of red wine spewed out from his mouth.

Fortunately, the seats between the two of them were relatively far apart, otherwise they might have splashed on Erika's face.

The waiter next to him reacted immediately, quickly took away the plate, changed the tablecloth, and cleaned up the place.

There seemed to be little stars shining in Erika's eyes, and there was a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, looking at Yuan Zhisheng, "Brother, is this story interesting?"

"It's fun, it's fun, where did you hear it?" Yuan Zhisheng took off the napkin and wiped his mouth.

If the crow said this story, he would not be surprised at all. At most, he would laugh a few times while drinking, and let the crow perform a little white rabbit turning into a squirrel, but it was said from Erikai's mouth, or painted. It was really unexpected, he never thought that such a quiet child would tell such a cold joke, at first he thought it would be some kind of fairy tale with love.

"Sakura told me!" Erika took out her mobile phone from her arms, opened QQ braggingly, pointed to a friend's profile picture on it and said, "Sakura also told me many other stories, and I also told Listen, brother!"

It was the first time that Yuan Zhisheng felt "vigor" from Eriyi. At this moment, he seemed to be an old father, and his daughter was excitedly telling him what happened in the kindergarten today, who and who I wrote a love letter to her, and so and so told her jokes to make her happy.

Why Kindergarten?Because Erika's common sense level may not be as good as that of kindergarten children, but she is very sensitive to other people's emotions.

In the past ten years or so, Yuan Zhisheng seems to have ignored Erika as a part of normal people, and just regarded her as a secret weapon, a big killer that can be used to end everything when necessary.

He used to have a younger brother, but his younger brother died, and before he knew it, Erika took his brother's place.

He couldn't help thinking, was the previous approach really right?Is it too heartless to lock Erika away?
Erika began to draw cartoons in her small notebook again, she stood up, sat next to Yuan Zhisheng, and seriously shared with Yuan Zhisheng those stories and jokes that she thought were funny and funny.

Yuan Zhisheng watched her draw quietly, and occasionally took a pen to draw a few strokes in her small notebook. They obviously came to eat, but most of the meals were left untouched.

As if he had gone back many years ago, he and his younger brother poked and scribbled on the muddy ground with branches, making them muddy and dirty, and they went to bathe in the spring water in the mountains.

He hesitated in his heart, should he let go of the restrictions and let Erika go see the outside world?
But this matter cannot be decided by him alone, even if he is with the elders, it is difficult to overcome all opinions.

Besides, it was a nightmare.
Even after so many years, he will still be surrounded by nightmares in the middle of the night. The "ghost" and "human" are only a thought away, and the familiar people will become extremely strange.

But he is still willing to believe that the world is beautiful.

If even the partners of justice don't believe that the world is a good place, who will?

"Does Erika want to go to school?" Yuan Zhishen rubbed Erika's head.

Erika stopped the pen in her hand, raised her head in doubt, flipped a new page of post-it notes, and wrote, "Can I go to school?"

"I don't know if it's possible." Yuan Zhisheng said: "If it's a day or two a month, go to an ordinary high school to experience a new life, do you want to go?"

"I don't know." Erika lowered her head.

Every time she ran away from home, she thought she could go very far, but once she stepped out of that room, left the closed room, and was exposed to the vast world and high-rise buildings, she was very scared.

When the car drove by with the roar of the engine, and strange pedestrians walked past her, she wanted to curl up into a ball and return to the secret territory that belonged only to her.

But even so, she ran away from home again and again.

"You can tell me after you think about it." Yuan Zhisheng took out his mobile phone and made a call. A few minutes later, a waiter wearing glasses came to his table.

This is a technician brought in by the gang, improvised so as not to scare the ordinary people who eat here.

"Young master, what's your name?" the technician asked.

"Let's call it an elephant tortoise, and use that for the avatar," Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Yes." The technician nodded, changed his profile picture to that of a Pinta Island tortoise, returned the phone to Yuan Zhisheng, and then retreated.

Yuan Zhisheng asked technicians to help him install QQ and register an account.

He and Erika exchanged friend requests and said, "If you want to go to school, just type here and tell me, or you can tell me next time we meet."

"Yeah." Erika nodded, and put the phone back in her pocket.

"Brother, this is for you." She gave Yuan Zhisheng a small book, which was filled with cartoon animals, and recorded the jokes and stories she heard from "Sakura".

"You don't want it?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"I have this." She opened the QQ chat box and shook her phone.

"Okay." Yuan Zhisheng put the little book in his bag and said softly, "I will treasure it well."

At this time, another person dressed as a waiter came to his side, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

His expression became serious in an instant. After the waiter left, he said to Erika: "It's time, we should go back. Do you have anything else to eat? I'll ask them to pack it for you."

Erika shook her head and wrote, "I'm full."

"Well, let's go then." He stood up and led Erika away.

The gang members stood up straight and welcomed the two into the front Maybach.

A dozen black Mercedes-Benz followed the Maybach, converging into a black traffic flow, driving all the vehicles back, like a sharp knife, cutting a new road in the middle of the road.

Back at Genji Heavy Industries, Minamoto led Erika back to his room.

"If you think it over, let me know, and I will arrange it as soon as possible." Yuan Zhisheng said with a smile.

"Well, brother bye." Erika waved her hand and sent a "bye" emoji to the tortoise on QQ.

Yuan Zhisheng probably has to go to work again, he said during the meal that work will be very busy these days.

"Goodbye." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the phone screen, smiled, turned and left.

In the office, Sakura, Crow and Yasha are waiting.

There was a pair of knives on the table, with black handles and sheaths, red copper-colored blades and blades, the sharkskin that had been rubbed for too many years showed a faint green color, but the red-red knots on the handles were new.

Yuan Zhisheng strode into the door, lifted the knife and said, "Let's go."

"Yes, young master." The three of them jumped up and followed his pace, walking towards the door.

It's late at night, but tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Kassel, morning.

Lu Mingfei stretched, got up from the bed to wash, brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, washed his face, took off the bear's nightcap, and combed his messy hair.

Then there is breakfast, milk and bread. He still prefers hot soy milk fritters and steamed buns, but this is the United States, and the breakfast in the cafeteria only serves sandwiches and fried eggs, as well as spaghetti, hamburgers, hot coffee, etc. .

He was a little homesick. Although it was his uncle and aunt's house, he had stayed there for so many years after all.

He was always scolded, but in my memory it was already 2 years ago. After returning from Weiming, the attitude of uncle and aunt changed drastically, and they seldom talked about him.

After experiencing the feeling of no fixed place, and eating hot rice and hot soup, you will know how hard-earned it is. After seeing the real suffering, you will understand how gentle the small fights in the past are.

He changed his pajamas into his school uniform, and did warm-up exercises for half an hour on the balcony.

Taking a deep breath against the sun, the early birds chirping on the branches, people passing by in twos and threes on the cobblestone road, and female students in gym clothes running in the morning, everything is harmonious and peaceful.

"Good morning." Lu Mingfei exhaled a long breath, smiled and waved to Eunuch Sun.

　Thanks to the rudder owner of "Lightning Box"
　　Thank you for the 500 points rewarded by "always have nothing" and the 500 points rewarded by "my fox is not a cat"
　　
　
(End of this chapter)