On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

Qinghuai did not expect that the izakaya opened for the first time after it closed, and the momentum was so huge. Before the opening, there was a long queue outside, and they were about to cross the intersection and reach the entrance of the opposite coffee shop.

The last time he saw this kind of scene was at a very popular Haidilao where he went to eat before he was alive. There was a long queue at the door, and there was no seat until ten o'clock in the evening.

Osamu Dazai: "Boss, we are on fire!"

Qinghuai was shocked through the glass window, "The problem now is that we don't have so many places, and we don't have so many ingredients to provide!"

"I saw it too, the photo on Tutu." A pink head appeared from behind the cashier, with a coffee pudding spoon in its mouth, "It's already on the hot list in the same city."

"No wonder so many people came here suddenly!" Osamu Dazai suddenly realized, "Is it because I saw the touching and sincere love story between me and the boss?"

"Hmm." Qinghuai remained expressionless.

"Ah, sure enough, boss, you think so too!" Osamu Dazai became more presumptuous.

Looking at the man's lively and smiling eyes, Qing Huai suddenly realized that for this kind of shameless is equal to moral integrity, and he had no intention of living with this wonderful species since birth, just follow his words.

Now the comparison is whose bottom line is lower.

He said, "Yes, it will be very difficult if we don't get married."

"..."

Now it was Osamu Dazai's turn to be silent, and he was teased for a while.

——No, straight men on the Internet don’t like this kind of joke very much, and he still looks forward to seeing Qinghuai’s irritable appearance when he jumps to his feet...

"Da——zai." Qinghuai finally found the venue, grinning, showing eight white and neat teeth, "Please explain to the guests that the capacity of the izakaya is limited, and it can only accommodate the first fifty tables~"

The man stood there for a moment, then suddenly hooked Qing Huai's head with his arm, and rubbed the top of Qing Huai's head viciously.

The young man's hair is soft, and if he is not paying attention when sleeping, it will be pressed into a strange shape. Today, it took a long time to comb for the opening, and it turned into a nest of birds' nests.

"--What are you doing!" Qing Huai struggled out, clutching her messy hair.

"revenge."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, hummed a strange Japanese nursery rhyme, and quickly slipped out of the izakaya to do the job that the boss had just assigned him.

I still have to be busy today.

The izakaya became popular overnight, the reputation achievement was directly upgraded to "Little Famous", the funds rewarded by the alliance skyrocketed, and a new toolbar was unlocked.

It is a restaurant reservation system that allows customers to make reservations online in advance to avoid the situation of queuing up and having no place to eat again.

Qinghuai originally thought it was just the temporary popularity brought by the photo, but unexpectedly, a week later, there were still many customers coming in an endless stream. After asking, I realized that it was the first batch of customers who were very satisfied with the food of the izakaya. The hype was spread in the circle of friends and relatives, and it was spread widely, attracting many gluttonous customers who are keen on food.

Among them, many food reviewers with a lot of fans posted their experience of exploring the street corner izakaya in their personal accounts. It caters to the taste of the Japanese, so it is very popular in the whole city of Yokohama.

The Yokohama Daily also used a small section of the page to publish the news, which looked very stylish.

Qing Huai estimated that Higuchi Ichiyo had spent a lot of time in it, and wanted to thank her, so he called her after the izakaya closed.

Higuchi Kazuyo said on the other end of the phone, "No, this is what the leader meant. I just did my job. Tomorrow, a new batch of Mafia employees will arrive at the izakaya for training at [-]:[-] in the morning..."

"Ah, I know."

"Hmm..." Kazuyo Higuchi hesitated in his voice, "Well, if... if there is any damage compensation tomorrow, please send the bill to the mafia building—"

She paused, "If the loss is huge, mafia will bear all the maintenance costs and lost work costs, please don't worry."

Qinghuai was full of doubts, before he could ask, he immediately apologized and hung up the phone.

--what happened?

"What's going on?" Osamu Dazai's voice sounded right next to his ear.

Qinghuai told him what happened on the phone just now, Dazai Osamu seemed to realize something, and pondered, "Boss, we'd better not open tomorrow."

"why?"

"I guess, I will definitely meet that little black dwarf tomorrow." Osamu Dazai said while putting the dried dishes into the cabinet, "That guy turns into a grumpy little Chihuahua when he sees me. Disturbing..."

Qinghuai: "In this way, next time you meet him, you will say less bad things, and his temper will definitely be much better."

Although he doesn't know the character of the other party, Qing Huai knows very well that a person like Osamu Dazai with a mouth like a poisonous ditch must have said something that completely offended the other party, which caused this deep hatred!

"really?"

"Really." The young man looked very sincere.

Osamu Dazai frowned, "Then what should I say? If I don't speak, will it be mistaken for provocation? That guy's ability is also very abnormal."

"Are you trying to compliment him?"

"Praise him?"

"Yes, no one can lose his temper with someone who praises him."

"Sure?"

"determine."

……

Not too sure.

Early the next morning, a group of mafia members who looked like insurance companies flocked into the izakaya, and the leader was indeed the orange-haired man with the wide-brimmed top hat.

It is said that his name is Nakahara Chuya, and he is one of the cadres of Portmafia. Osamu Dazai said that he has abnormal abilities.

Qing Huai just wanted to smile politely when suddenly she felt a shadow hanging over her head.

He turned back and took a deep breath.

Dazai Osamu did not know where to print a hand-held support banner, which reads——

Welcome the tall, powerful, handsome and unrestrained Mr. Zhongyuan to visit our store!

Zhongyuan Zhongye's azure blue eyes dimmed instantly, and the original sapphire blue eyes became a rich lake color.

The words burst out from between the lips like steel nails, and the sharp teeth seemed to want to bite off a piece of flesh from the bandage man who was not ready to be beaten——

"Asshole mackerel, are you mocking me!"

Qinghuai silently lowered her head, and began to calculate the amount of compensation for the destruction of the izakaya.

Osamu Dazai let out an innocent "ah", "I'm obviously praising you..."

——This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Qing Huai and Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of it at the same time.

"Tch, I didn't come to quarrel with you today." Nakahara Chuya rolled his eyes at Osamu Dazai, and walked in front of Qinghuai.

"Just call me Qinghuai."

"Mr. Qinghuai..."

"Wait." Osamu Dazai suddenly interrupted, "Boss, we have known each other for so long, I have never had a chance to call you Qing Huai, why is this slug able to——ss!"

bang bang——

Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked the weak chicken former cadre under the bar without mercy, his eyes flicked across the pile of cracked wooden stools.

"I will pay the compensation," he said, "Now let's talk about business, Mr. Qinghuai."

"...Huh? Ah, good." Qing Huai looked away from Dazai Osamu's long, slender leg lying on his back in the ruins, and turned to Chuya Chuya, "Speak."

"Boss..." Osamu Dazai groaned weakly in the middle of the chair.

No one ignored him.

"This group of members is a group of melee trainees selected by us," Nakahara Zhong also pointed to more than 30 men in black suits behind him, "The main weapons are daggers, short blades, swords, etc...In short, they use cold weapons A group of people."

Ichiyo Higuchi had told Qinghuai all these things, and he nodded clearly.

"So, next, I have to trouble Qing Huai-jun to teach them—" Nakahara Zhongya added, "If the business of the izakaya is delayed, we will be responsible."

"No delay." Qing Huai was very interested in this batch of free labor. He remembered that when Ryunosuke Akutagawa led the team to the hunting ground for training, the prey that was stuffed in the warehouse, those things were impossible for Qing Huai alone. dispose of.

So the young man smiled slightly, his peach blossom eyes raised, and a sly light flashed——

"No delay at all." He pointed to the ruins behind him, "Can you please send someone to fix this before five o'clock?"

"can."

After arranging everything, Qing Huai opened the "Any Door" of the Dimensional Hunting Ground, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also sent people to the basement to move out a bunch of prey and knives for practice, and sent them to the hunting ground.

Qinghuai's original words are——

"In order to avoid causing unnecessary damage to the restaurant again, it is better for us to practice in the hunting ground."

At that time, Nakahara Nakaya glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was lying under the bar counter and was entertaining himself with his feet shaking. He almost couldn't restrain his anger. After turning his face away, he felt that it made sense, and quickly led his subordinates away from the scene.

Osamu Dazai was still lying in the broken table and chair, with a pair of long legs resting on the wooden pole of the chair, looking up at the ceiling in a daze.

Qing Huai walked closer to look at it, and it was such a decadent look.

"Are you okay?" He couldn't bear it, thinking whether it was too much just now.

Osamu Dazai's iris-colored eyes rolled around, as if he was a little confused, and it took him a long time to focus his sight on Qing Huai.

Mr. Qing Huai.

He made a mouthful, and slowly stretched out his bandaged hand.

Qing Huai's heart tightened for a moment, thinking that something really happened to this guy and he couldn't stand up!

He reached out and pulled.

Just as the fingertips touched the rough bandage, they were suddenly grabbed by the backhand and pulled hard.

Qinghuai was originally leaning over and standing beside her, her center of gravity was unstable, and she didn't expect Dazai Osamu to come out like this at all, she suddenly felt the world spinning, and before she could react, she was crushed by the residual limbs of the table and chair.

The pair of kite-colored eyes were smiling, and the man's slender eyelashes interrupted a fragment of light. The scent of lemon soap was overwhelming, and Qing Huai subconsciously held her breath.

He leaned back awkwardly, trying to stay away from this man, but the back of his head hit the warm palm.

"you……"

"Qinghuai-kun," Dazai Osamu showed a nasty smile, "From this point of view, you are so cute."

"I warn you--"

"What?" He moved closer, the tip of his nose almost touching Qing Huai's face.

"I--"

The man raised his hand, pinched Qing Huai's cheeks mercilessly, and pulled Qing Huai's beautiful eyes into strange shapes. A pull--

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The three views are broken.

Qinghuai and Osamu Dazai turned their heads at the same time, seeing a young man with a certain hat coming back at some time, their faces were filled with horror, as if they had bumped into a ghost in broad daylight.

"As you can see." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and continued to pinch Qing Huai's face with his fingers, "It's flirting."