The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 282 Chapter 3 In the Name of Youth ()

The motorcycle slowly stopped in front of a middle school. Qian Xiaoyi looked up at the school gate. Banners of various colors and a huge "Guqiu Middle School Cultural Festival" sign were erected above the gate. People came in and out in an endless stream, and everywhere were childish middle school students, brimming with youthful atmosphere.

The weather is nice today, the sun is shining and the temperature is just right. It is indeed a good day to go out and play.

After parking the motorcycle, Qian Xiaoyi pressed down the baseball cap on his head and walked into the school, taking a lot of flyers from the high school students who were distributing flyers at the door.

"The environment of Heitaro's school... is actually quite good~" Qian Xiaoyi looked around the school environment. He originally thought that given Inuyama Heita's previous financial situation, the school he attended should be matched with his financial strength, and it should be an old and small school. He didn't expect that the facilities here are very complete, including a gymnasium, a playground, an auditorium, and everything they should have. The school is not small in scale, and it is not a crappy school.

But think about it, that guy's family lives in an apartment in Roppongi, so his family situation must have been pretty good before, and the misfortune only happened in recent years, just like Suzuki's.

There were student stalls everywhere on both sides of the road. Some sold homemade food, such as cakes, fried noodles, fried rice, takoyaki, etc. There were also some small game stalls. It was like the temple fair that Qian Xiaoyi had visited before.

Smelling the air, Qian Xiaoyi was really hungry. Because there were no breakfast shops, he bought bread at the convenience store in the morning, but what good was that? He still wanted to eat something hot, like Cantonese dim sum, pancakes, Lanzhou beef noodles, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, porridge, etc.

Qian Xiaoyi looked down and flipped through the flyer in his hand, muttering to himself, "Heitaro's class... seems to be first-year class 3? It looks like a restaurant, right? Then let's go eat there."

After entering the teaching building, he looked around and soon found the class where Inuyama Heita was.

"Welcome to Le Lai Xuan~"

As soon as he entered, Qian Xiaoyi saw a room full of festive decorations, with red lanterns hanging everywhere. The boys were wearing blue Tang suits and the girls were wearing red cheongsams. There was also cheerful folk music playing, and a stereotypical "Japanese-Chinese style" smell hit him in the face.

"This decoration...is the New Year coming so early?" Qian Xiaoyi said helplessly. He didn't expect it to be a Chinese restaurant.

"Would you like to eat? Please come this way." Suzuki came over holding a menu, also wearing a cheongsam.

Qian Xiaoyi smiled when he saw it, "Not bad, little one. This is the first time I see you wearing such brightly colored clothes. Let me see... Then have one serving of shredded pork with green peppers, one serving of sweet and sour pork, and a bowl of eight-treasure fried rice. Where's Heitaro? Why can't I see him?"

He found a seat in the corner, sat down, looked at the menu and ordered a few dishes.

Suzuki didn't answer, but shouted to the kitchen behind him, "One serving each of shredded pork with green pepper, sweet and sour pork, and fried rice."

"Got it." The voice of Inuyama Heita came.

"That guy is actually a chef?" Qian Xiaoyi said with a smile, "He has only worked at Shanwailou for a few days. Is that okay?"

Suzuki adjusted his glasses and said, "It depends on how you rate it, the customer."

"That's right." Qian Xiaoyi became serious: "Then let me, a genuine Chinese, taste the food in your restaurant!"

With the arrival of customers, "Le Lai Xuan" quickly became busy, with people cutting vegetables, people washing pots, and constant shouting coming from the kitchen.

When they heard that there was actually a Chinese person coming to the store, the high school students became extremely nervous and kept pulling Suzuki to ask questions.

"Suzuki, I just heard, is he really from China? Is the food cooked by Inuyama-san good enough?" "What if I get criticized? I heard that authentic Chinese cuisine is different from the way it is cooked in Japan."

"Wow~ I'm so nervous. I didn't expect that the first guest today would be such an important figure. By the way, why does that person look familiar?"

Suzuki said helplessly: "Hurry up and greet the guests. Didn't you see that another guest has arrived?"

Since the ingredients had been prepared in advance, they only needed to be fried in the pan, so in less than ten minutes, the meal Qian Xiaoyi ordered was served.

Everyone is so nervous now that even the music in the store has stopped.

Under everyone's expectant and anxious gaze, Qian Xiaoyi, with a solemn expression, picked up a piece of shredded pork with green peppers and looked at it with chopsticks, then nodded and put it into his mouth.

The moment he put the green pepper and pork into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and the music of "The Great Wall" from the cartoon "The Cooking Master Boy" seemed to sound around him! The magnificent Great Wall seemed to appear before his eyes...

"Wait a minute, this is a bit too exaggerated." After swallowing it, Qian Xiaoyi asked with a smile, "It's not that delicious, who played the music?"

Everyone in the classroom burst into laughter.

"Brother Yi?" After hearing that the guest was a Chinese, Inuyama Heita ran out from the kitchen, saw Qian Xiaoyi, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't I say I would come to visit?" Qian Xiaoyi said as he picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork.

"Inuyama-san, do you know this guest?" a girl asked expectantly, "Guest, how is it? Is the Chinese cuisine in our restaurant to your liking?"

Qian Xiaoyi glanced at the dishes on the table and nodded. At least they didn't thicken the food too much, making it sticky. If they were in a normal Chinese restaurant, these two dishes would inevitably be thickened with thick sauce, which would make people lose their appetite. A lot of ingredients were also added to the fried rice. Although the taste was not top-notch, it was still satisfactory.

"It tastes good, and the cooking method is very authentic." Qian Xiaoyi praised. One doesn't need to be too demanding on these high school students. At least these home-cooked dishes have a homely taste and are not bad, and they don't have the fancy tricks of "Strawberry Mapo Tofu".

"Yeah~~~" The students cheered. It was already exciting enough that their Chinese restaurant could be recognized by the Chinese people!

Inuyama Heita was relieved. He knew Qian Xiaoyi could cook and her cooking skills were not bad. It was just that she had to eat lunch boxes every day because the office did not have a kitchen. At first, he thought Qian Xiaoyi's standards would be very high. It seemed that the last-minute efforts of watching videos online and the part-time job at Shanwailou in the past few days were not in vain.

"You go and do your work. I'll go around on my own later." Qian Xiaoyi said.

"Yes, please enjoy your meal, sir." Inuyama Heita returned to the kitchen.

Because he heard that the guests were Chinese, Inuyama Heita added a lot of hot peppers to the green pepper and pork shreds. Qian Xiaoyi was sweating while eating. He took off his baseball cap and was about to continue eating with fried rice. Suddenly, a male student who came in to eat pointed at Qian Xiaoyi and shouted in surprise:

"Ah! It's the psychic detective! Psychic Detective Qian Xiaoyi!"

There is one more chapter in the afternoon

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