"Tiichiro, you have been wandering around the world over the years. Do you remember this Chinese female chef in your memory?" asked Gin Doshima.

Chiba Shiro Ichiro put his chin on his chin and thought for a long time. He met his son's eyes that were also caring, and shook his head, "No memory!"

Karl sage who was at the bar, Nakiri Sensaemon, looked at each other.

"like……"

Sessaemon Nakiri is not sure. He has a good memory. About a few years ago, at a large state banquet in China, he heard the giants at the same table say this name, and it seemed to be the chef of the state banquet, "Is it the Imperial Chef?"

Carl nodded, "It should be."

The two were silent.

The banquet continues.

Xia Yu prepared the fourth dish, and everyone in the store was enjoying the hot roasted seafood paella.

The tin foil bags are loosely tied and the bag mouth is opened.

At the table of Jixingliao, the friends were blown to the point of being hot and spice-like. There were traces of saliva on the corner of Yoshino Yuki's mouth. They were impatient. They took the bowl and spoon, stood up and scooped back a bowl of seafood paella.

Just as she was about to eat, the eyes from behind her made her move froze.

"stare"

Yoshino Yuhime twisted her body and muttered to herself, "That strange woman hasn't left yet?"

The thought just flashed. Holding the spoon, opening your mouth will swallow the hot rice grains full of the spoon, "Stay"

Another feeling of being stared at.

With resentment or other things in his eyes, Yoshino Yuki felt very uncomfortable.

Bang!

The sound of chopsticks scattering on the table.

Zhu Qing couldn't stand the meal when she was affected by strange sight.

"You haven't left yet?" He turned from the stool and shook his hands at the woman who stood still at the store door. Zhu Qing shouted, "Go quickly and go quickly, don't stand like this and watch others eat!"

Put yourself in your shoes, there is a strange woman at the dinner table, and she can't eat anyone, right?

"stare"

The clear and emotional gaze answered Zhu Qing.

“…”

Zhu Qing had veins on his forehead and almost broke out in his heart, "I'm staring at you! What are you looking at?"

The abnormal dining situation in the store also fell in Xia Yu's eyes.

No eating was done.

The tin foil bags were opened, and some guests had scooped back the baked seafood paella in bowls, but no one moved the chopsticks and spoons to eat a little rice grain.

"This woman..."

Xia Yu couldn't make the fourth dish anymore, and the corners of his mouth twitched hard, "What a stinky egg! The banquet destroyer!"

Dongdong.

At this time, in Xia Yu's surprise gaze, Karl Sage and Sensaemon looked at each other. Sensaemon raised his hand and knocked on the glass in front of the bar. Xia Yu could only open a window.

"Let her come in." Nakiri Sensaemon said in an unquestionable tone, "After all, she is an imperial chef and should be given enough courtesy."

Imperial Chef?

Xia Yu was quite surprised.

"Is there any identity of the imperial chef in this era?" He was puzzled.

"What is the chef who always lives in the state banquet who is not the Imperial Chef?" Instead, Sensaemon looked at him strangely.

The sage of Carl also nodded to him: "Prespect her is to respect her cooking skills. No matter why she comes, from the perspective of cooking skills, she deserves your hospitality."

Xia Yu shrugged, and both bigwigs spoke, but he had no resistance in his heart.

Is this going downhill by borrowing a donkey?

Just so happens that this woman, standing in the store, looks like a smelly egg, seriously destroying the atmosphere of the banquet, and keeping it out is already the limit. If she moves heavily, the style may change rapidly and stage a realistic version of the street fighter in Tokyo.

And again.

Moving a lot means breaking apart completely, and there is one more mortal enemy.

Before he returned to China, there was a number of mortal enemies. Even if Xia Yu was fearless, he would inevitably mutter, "Damn it, labor and capital really have a ridiculous face that everyone in the world is enemies?"

Zhu Qing was almost relieved, so he approached the bar window and whispered: "A Yu, do you remember the old guy's advice?"

"Preserve yourself! Be cautious!"

All right.

Xia Yu, who believed that he was rational, decided to follow the good.

"You, come in"
Chapter completed!