With a Door In Mind

Latest URL: The other party blinked and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan curiously.

From time to time, pedestrians passed by the two of them.

The girl looked at her for a while, "&&&*...%@", and murmured a few words.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't know what it meant, and shook his head with a blank expression, indicating that he didn't understand.

The other party glanced at him, then did not speak, turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't care when he saw this.

I was just curious just now.

Then he entered this relatively expensive Japanese grocery store.

Just after entering the door, two well-dressed welcome guests in kimonos bent over 90 degrees: ""いらっしゃいませ (Welcome.

"お客様、こちらへどうぞ!"

One of them bent over and made a false introduction.

Zhou Xiaochuan probably understood what it meant, nodded and followed her in.

The outside is decorated with marble and glass. After entering, the inside is all decorated with wood. There are many plastic flower decorations around. The paintings and lanterns on the wall are all Japanese style.

In many private rooms, there are beauties in kimonos accompanying the wine, and melodious Japanese-style music is heard throughout the hall.

The overall look is very high-end.

After Zhou Xiaochuan came in, he felt out of tune with the people inside.

Just clothes is a huge gap.

Others greeted each other with nods and bows, but he just nodded.

There are compartments inside, and there are people wearing men's kimonos and white headscarves, serving customers.

After coming in, the female welcome guest babbled to him.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan said in Russian: "I don't understand what you are saying!"

Hearing his words, the other party came to his senses, stopped saying anything, and led him to a private room.

This is a bar that can seat seven or eight people.

Inside is where the chef works.

The woman led him to the private room, and after a while a man in a pajama-like kimono walked in.

The woman chatted with the other party for a while, then bowed to Zhou Xiaochuan, said hello and left the room.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the tatami in front of him, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on it, and looked at the chef in front of him.

The other party probably knew that he could not speak Japanese.

But that's okay.

In the world of capital, all you need is money, and you can enjoy God-like services if you have money.

The other party turned around and took a colorful menu and handed it to him, with English, Japanese, and French written on it.

I can barely understand English, but I don't understand anything else anyway.

It is similar to the later generations, but the pictures are not as exquisite as the later generations, they are directly taken as they are, and they don't look as appetizing as the later generations' pictures.

Zhou Xiaochuan flipped through it casually.

Pointing to the more familiar ones inside, I ordered a few casually.

Salmon, scallops, sashimi of prawns, several kinds of sashimi sushi, a sake, a very comfortable Wagyu beef, and finally a Kabayaki eel rice.

He knew these things, so he dared to eat them.

He didn't try the rest that he hadn't seen, such as the tuna eyes, but there was a pair in his space.

I know that thing can be eaten, but I don’t know how to handle it. It’s a pity to lose it, so I put it in the space.

Speaking of space, the 200-jin tuna had only eaten more than half.

There are quite a few left.

After reading it, the chef understood what it meant, said something to him, and then began to deal with things.

The first dish he ordered was not served, but a few appetizers.

The two were far away, and the other was holding a wooden paddle, put something on it, and handed it directly to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Cold tofu with sauce and bonito flakes on top.

Boiled small conch, sour plum with small kelp, chrysanthemum radish, stuffed egg with sea urchin sauce, sour lotus root...

There are a dozen side dishes in total.

There are a lot of them, but the quantity is all lost, and they all look very delicate.

A few dishes are good,

For convenience, he started to organize his main dishes. There was a sink next to him, and he cleaned them while processing them.

Zhou Xiaochuan poured a small glass of sake, and ate there with side dishes.

I took a bite of cold tofu and put it in my mouth. In fact, it was similar to the Japanese tofu in later generations of Malatang.

With a light egg smell.

Sweet and sour taste.

Most are sweet and sour, occasionally with chilli.

After a while, the chef brought out a piece of salmon sashimi on ice, with a piece of wasabi that had just been wiped off.

Not many, only five or six slices.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a piece, dipped it in some soy sauce and wasabi, put it in his mouth, and the spicy smell of mustard hit his nostrils.

There were not a few yuan in the first place, so I ate it up after three times and five times.

All that's left is a long wait.

Now he finally understands why so many people like to eat high-end Japanese food. It may be because they have never eaten it, and the taste is quite delicious.

But he was thinking in his heart.

It is estimated that it has something to do with the small quantity. After two bites, there will be nothing left, and the rest will have to wait.

Can it be delicious?

Wait half a day for a few mouthfuls and it will be gone.

While eating, the door behind her was opened, and the girl from before walked in with her schoolbag on her back.

A waiter followed behind.

The girl pointed at Zhou Xiaochuan and said something to the waiter, and the other party looked at Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan probably understood what it meant, and nodded immediately.

Seeing this, the other party nodded and left.

The girl came in, closed the door by the way, put her schoolbag in the open space beside her, and she herself sat next to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Upon seeing this, the chef served her a set of tableware.

The other party did not move the tableware, but looked at him curiously.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, poured himself another glass of wine, and said in a low voice, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The other party nodded curiously, but still didn't speak.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhou Xiaochuan pointed to the dishes on the table and motioned to the chef for the girl next to him.

It means another one.

The other party understood what it meant and offered her a copy.

At this time, the girl said: "Sir, the things here are very expensive!"

The voice is very sweet, but the words are very blunt.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words. Of course he saw the price. The price is in Japanese yen, but he is not interested in converting it into RMB or US dollars.

Then he asked her: "My surname is Zhou, Zhou Ming, what's your name? How can you speak Chinese?"

Hearing his words, the girl whispered something.

The girl's name is Masako Yoshihara. She is 20 this year and is now a sophomore in the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo. As for why she can speak Chinese, it is because someone in her family can speak Chinese.

As for the reason, the other party did not explain.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan didn't ask any further questions. After all, it was the other party's family background, but he was in a different place. When he met someone who could speak Chinese, he just felt a little curious.

It seems that I guessed wrong, the other party is actually 20.

But Masako Yoshihara looks very delicate, and her facial features are also very delicate.

then smiled at her

"Let's have something to eat. I'm leaving in a while. By the way, can you tell me if there is anything interesting nearby? For example, where are the museums and parks?"

Everyone is here, we have to buy some goods.

In the 1970s, the economy here was very rich, claiming to be able to buy the entire country M.

Masako Yoshihara nodded lightly, "Zhou Sang, the museum can't be entered for a few days. It's closed during this time, and it's being sorted out. It will probably take a while."

Zhou Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, it seems that some things need to be transferred to other museums."

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan nodded.

At this time, the chef had already tested a wagyu beef of about one catty, cut it into small pieces and handed it over.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a piece of beef with some black pepper and put it in his mouth. There was a faint hemoglobin on the half-cooked beef, which looked like it was raw.

.

Really tender.

It's just a bit greasy.

This thing is the same as the French foie gras. To put it bluntly, the fat is infiltrated into the meat. The foie gras is actually a fatty liver.

Then he smiled at the girl next to him:

"Thank you Miss Masako, let's eat something first!"

Hearing the words, the other party took a look and subconsciously licked his lips, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

Then he asked curiously:

"Zhou Sang, can you tell me what it's like over there now? I'm curious. My family doesn't want to talk about things over there."

Zhou Xiaochuan thought for a while, "The key point is, I don't know what you want to know?"

Hearing his words, Yoshihara Masako began to ask.

Zhou Xiaochuan was there to explain to her.

And the chef's dishes were gradually served. After eating the sushi covered with a layer of caviar, he ate eel rice.

Still have rice to eat more practically.

Under his repeated invitation, Masako Yoshihara started to eat.

He ate every dish, but he didn't finish it, especially the beef and eel rice, which were quite a lot.

The same is true for Masako Yoshihara next to her.

The other party sighed while eating: "It turns out that there is so poor there! You can't even eat enough. It's a pity that Masako can't help!

Are all the people there so simple?

I also want to go and have a look! Unfortunately, I don’t have a chance!”

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, "I'm poor now, but it will get better and better in the future."

Yoshihara Masako smiled.

After eating, Zhou Xiaochuan went to pay. He didn't have Japanese yen, so he paid directly in US dollars.

It is indeed quite expensive, a total of 400 US dollars for two meals.

Calculated in RMB, it is more than 1,000 yuan.

After leaving the shop, the two said goodbye and parted. Originally, the two met because of each other's curiosity ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Otherwise, they wouldn't have dinner with strangers.

Zhou Xiaochuan came near the car, drove the car on the street and jumped up.

When passing by the bank, I found that there was not much cash in it, only a little change.

This is the case with several banks in a row.

Originally, he wanted to get some back by the way, but he didn't feel guilty anyway. You must know that the devils plundered 20,000 tons of gold from the mainland back then.

It is 20 times that in my own hand.

With so much, you can lie flat directly.

It's a pity that I don't know where.

Now I can only give up.

Then drove to the National Museum.

When he came to the place, he saw this huge museum, or a group of museums.