My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

Chapter 202 201. The Giant Tortoise and His Warm Puddle ([-])

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback: "When did you make the reservation?"

"I booked through Mint Club on the plane. If you want to book a top-level nightclub, you have to go in advance. We can go together after the task is completed."

"You have already planned to go?"

"Yeah, I heard that Japanese cowboy shops are the best in the world. Of course I'm not interested in men, but I won't miss the top stuff."

"After getting along for a long time, you will gradually get to know Caesar." Lu Mingfei watched Yuan Zhisheng deflated again, "Going to the Cowherd's shop is a normal entertainment for a person like him. You only need to worry about whether the champagne is prepared enough. No matter what the result of the bet is, you are actually the one who went to drink with him, and you have actually gotten into his stolen car since you raised the bet.”

"This cannot be called a stolen car. My invitation is always open and I will not refuse anyone, even if you are a beggar." Caesar smiled.

The police car was driving among the traffic. After turning off the police lights, it was still a qualified sports car. Yabuki Sakura was in charge of driving, and Yuan Zhi took the passenger seat. Although there were three people in the back row, it was a bit crowded, but given Lu Mingfei's petite It doesn't hurt to sit on Chu Zihang's body and let him hug him.

After leaving Yokohama, I went through Kawasaki City to Shinagawa District, and now I have entered the scope of the Tokyo metropolitan area. The closer to Tokyo, the busier the neon lights and pedestrians outside the car windows. Tokyo is still colorful at night, and the bright lights are dazzling. .As the most densely populated city in the world, every pedestrian seems to be explaining what it means to come and go in a hurry. Every time the traffic lights at the intersection switch, the hurried flow of people is walking like flying. It is difficult to see the kind of guy walking wobbly. There are JK girls who sneak around in groups of three or four after class, and uncles whose faces are flushed after drinking from Kabukicho.

It was the first time for the three members of the Kassel Academy to come to Japan, and they all stared at the scenery outside the car window, and their pupils reflected the constant flow of traffic.

Some people say that every capital in the world has a template, and the actions of crowds in a hurry can be found regularly. Everyone seems to be running on invisible railroad tracks. Just as busy as a crowded ant colony, struggling to make ends meet, it may only be for the little reward.

But if you look carefully, you will find something different. Tokyo is also a metropolis full of neon lights. The Japanese wind door with wind chimes separates the world in the small shop from the noisy Tokyo.

As A Zhailu Mingfei, she has watched a lot of Japanese dramas, and she can roughly understand the roasted pork, curry rice, pork chop rice set meal or ramen on the signboards of these shops, which is a bit like the small restaurants on the street in China. It is cheap food, and what you eat is the local daily life. The catering of a country is often the result of historical and cultural accumulation.

"This is a country bound by rules. The whole country is a complicated machine. Everyone is a part of this machine, and is bound by rules to run at high speed. This kind of life is really scary when you think about it." Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei was looking at the same car window, and when he turned around and saw her blank eyes, Chu Zihang felt moved, "Are you thinking about this too?"

"No... Isn't it like this in big cities? Even my uncle is crowded into a dog every morning and evening rush hour. When he comes out of the crowd, he always has to pull his tie." Lu Mingfei said softly, "I'm just a little I’m hungry, I used to watch Japanese dramas and always thought that the food sold in Japanese restaurants looked delicious, but now that I’m here, it seems to be delicious everywhere I look, so I’m a little bit greedy.”

"Of course, every aspect of filming will be as perfect as possible. Even the family meals on the table will have a good-looking platter. In fact, you don't need to worry about this." Chu Zihang still thinks like a straight man. You and him Tell you how wonderful the fried food is, and he tells you that the roadside is full of waste oil.

"Can I not understand me!" Although I have been used to Chu Zihang's style for many years, it is still a bit funny to be disturbed by him and I want to punch him, "I just want to experience the local flavor, taste Let’s try what anime heroines eat! Pork chop rice, tempura beef, gome fried rice and so on!”

"The Japanese are really good at exporting culture, and Japanese food stores are opening all over the world." Caesar also nodded and joined the conversation, "To my taste, most of them are a bit bland, but they are unique in seafood dishes. It is a great achievement accumulated in the culinary world for thousands of years, so you can try more.”

"Based on your life experience, Boss, shouldn't you say that although you haven't been to Japan, you have already understood Japan from the beginning to the end?" Lu Mingfei complained, "You still recommend dishes!"

"Italy is a country in Europe that knows how to eat. If you travel to Europe and are not used to the local food, I suggest you try Italian food, which is very suitable for Chinese tastes." Chu Zihang said.

"Don't act like you know Italy very well!" Caesar's voice cooled down, but he returned to normal when he was talking about food with Lu Mingfei, "I not only like top-level things, but also authentic things, you I also know that Italy is close to the sea, but it is really inferior to the Japanese in terms of seafood cooking. My family hired a Japanese chef before, and after eating his cooking, I can’t eat native Italian dishes. The braised golden bream really goes well with rice.”

Caesar doesn't mind sharing his experience in food appreciation. He doesn't like Chu Zihang, but he doesn't like Lu Mingfei. When the only sweet girl in the team says that she loves food, Gao Fushuai is naturally willing to accompany her. Play.

"Boss, you said I was hungry..." Lu Mingfei muttered softly.

"すきやばしjiro or Longyin restaurant? Both are in Tokyo, and it won't take long to drive. Michelin stars usually require more than a month's reservation. I wonder if Mint can get a seat for tonight." Caesar picked up the phone, and he He would be happy to invite Lu Mingfei and the people from the Japanese branch to have a big meal together in Tokyo. As for Chu Zihang, he had to bring him along for the sake of being a corporal.

"Don't be so troublesome." Yuan Zhisheng, who had been listening to the tour group in the back seat, said, "Tonight, my family has prepared a banquet for you to clean up the dust. The chef of our family personally cooks the knife. He used to serve the Emperor's family and has repeatedly served in state banquets. Conquer foreign ambassadors with delicious food, and the treatment is definitely higher than that of Michelin."

"The poor and poor thoughts in my heart are at work again..." Lu Mingfei covered her face, "To be honest, I don't like to go to famous restaurants. Too gorgeous decoration and environment will make me feel psychological pressure. A bowl of cheap ramen for [-] yen is my home.”

Yuan Zhisheng doesn't know what to say, this is not only a hot face but a cold butt, it is a kick that blows away the 99 roses in your hand, and a slap in the face that makes you turn 360 degrees in the air.Be polite no matter how much you refuse!The thought-provoking banquet was beaten to the ground by a sentence that I think is not as good as street ramen. If the chef knows this, he will definitely look up at the stars and smoke a cigarette to doubt his life.

"I didn't believe that some people were born to be poor. I believe it now. I can't imagine that you can still maintain your nature after spending so long in Kassel College." Caesar laughed He said that not because he looked down on Lu Mingfei's dick mentality, but rather, he admired it, "Then how about we stop by the street and try the simplest little shop?"

Yuan Zhisheng has no way to refuse, so to speak, he would choose to go to a roadside stall instead of a state banquet-level grand event. Looking at the whole world, these three are probably crazy.This made Yuan Zhisheng really feel that they may be here for tourism, and they may still have a pretentious literary style in their bones. They like nostalgia, authenticity, and lost jewels that only they can find in the streets and alleys, and for them. This is complacent.

But fortunately, the police car has already driven all the way to Bunkyo District in Tokyo, and it can be said that it is completely within the sphere of influence of the Sheqi Bajia.

Yabuki Sakura called the family headquarters and turned the police car into the alley.A few minutes later, two black commercial vehicles drove up and down the alley to block the police car. The men in black suits got off the car and took the luggage in the trunk of the police car to the commercial vehicle. Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand to signal everyone to transfer Another commercial vehicle, the key of this car was inserted in the driver's seat and was not removed.

Lu Mingfei watched helplessly as her luggage was taken away by the car driven by Yabuki Sakura, while the rest of the men in suits boarded the police car.

"Don't worry, Sakura will take your luggage to the Peninsula Hotel, and stay there after tonight's end." Yuan Zhisheng put on his sunglasses and started the engine, and the young master of the Saki Bajia took the driver's seat.

"Where are they going to drive that police car?" Lu Mingfei was a little curious. When those men in suits came to work, she saw their inner lining. Those men's arms were painted with numerous tattoos, which completely matched her expectations. Impression of the underworld.

"Probably somewhere like Tokyo Bay." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly, "Our robbing the police car is tantamount to declaring war on the Yokohama Police Department. Those policemen will spare no effort to track down the lost police car when they wake up. We are enemies of the police, we only need to dispose of the culprit and the police will not be able to catch the evidence, and if the person in charge of handling has problems, we can still fish them out."

It really is gangster style... This tone is relaxed, as if the offender is a policeman, and he is some kind of messenger of justice, coupled with that cold and handsome face, Lu Mingfei always feels as if he saw Chu Zihang No. [-].It’s just that Chu Zihang kills embryos, while Yuan Zhisheng is the leader of the underworld. The meaning of killing embryos is only to kill them in fights, and gangsters usually mean that they will do all kinds of evil and destroy corpses. It is much more vicious than killing embryos. !
Innocent girl Lu Mingfei expresses her fearlessness!I really didn't expect that I would be friends with the boss of the underworld one day. If the guys from Shilan Middle School knew about it, they would definitely treat her as the woman of the underworld boss, right?I always feel that since I became a member of Kassel, it seems that I have gone further and further on the road of becoming a bad woman step by step!

On the small street behind the back gate of the National University of Tokyo, there is a box car parked on the side of the street.

This kind of rickshaw is called a yatai car in Japan, which is almost equivalent to the upgraded Plus version of the domestic roadside stalls. Wooden stools, guests sit on the wooden stools to eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.Once the guests come in, the cloth cover hanging from the canopy can cover their upper body, creating a private dining environment.

People who come to this kind of place to eat are usually workers, office workers in a hurry, or poor students who still need student loans. Even in the elite class of Dongda University, there will be children who are as poor and hardworking as the protagonists of Japanese dramas. .

This has kept the boss's business going well. Although the environment is much worse than that in the store, the unique taste can win the favor.Nowadays, most of the shops are popular in the industrialization of food, so the cost is low and the processing speed is fast. The preparations in the store are basically industrial pre-products. When the guests come, they just need to prepare quickly.

The boss is still using the traditional hand-made noodles. Passers-by can always hear the sound of the boss shaking the noodles. Everyone likes to eat this old tradition, just like eating ramen cooked by grandparents at home.

It was getting late at night, and the boss was still preparing the noodles for tomorrow. There was a small TV on the stand, which played a movie with local Japanese characteristics. Although the sound was not turned on, it seemed that just watching it could imagine panting.

This is entertainment for the boss when there is no one around. Repetitive work always makes people feel boring. Even if you are busy with your livelihood, you still have to add something different to your unchanging life.

A black commercial vehicle was parked quietly by the side of the road, and the ramen master saw the reflection of the car in the pond on the side of the road, followed by a series of cheerful shouts in Chinese, which he could understand a little.

"Just this one, this one! It looks very local!"

The girl's voice was very nice, and the ramen master could imagine that it was a sunny girl, probably on a trip, wearing wooden clogs after the rain, running all the way from the car and rattling, as light as a deer in the forest.

She was the first to come in and looked at the layout of the cart curiously. There are similar things in China, but they are really rare. Usually, they are unloaded from the truck and set up a roadside stall, like Japan. There are really few who have arranged a private space, which is very similar to her former Cinderella taste.

"It's a rare experience to eat on the street."

"I don't know if he will sell braised large intestine."

"In Japan, it's usually miso stewed large intestines, which are sold in izakayas to accompany alcohol. There may not be many things to choose from in such a small store. But are you sure you want to experience the so-called authentic Japanese ramen in this store?"

Following a short discussion, three men opened the curtain one by one and came in, exactly filling the four benches.

(End of this chapter)