Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

As night fell, chateau joel robuchon began to serve dishes to the guests who had reserved seats tonight.

This Michelin three-star restaurant has limited space and usually only accepts reservations one week in advance. There is an endless stream of guests every night. The guests who come here are rich or expensive, and some of the most powerful people in Tokyo have visited this restaurant.

But tonight, there are many empty seats, only a few people sitting on dining chairs, waiters wearing thick white shirts and suits, and silver trolleys filled with wine and desserts moving silently through the aisles.

The only dining table was arranged by the window, and the rest were far away from the window, faintly separated from there.

Vaguely, I could feel that all the waiters were facing here, paying attention to this table at all times, but they did not dare to look directly. They held white square scarves in their hands and lowered their heads like servants.

Through the window, you can see a dozen black Mercedes-Benz neatly lined up downstairs. Men in black are standing guard on the road like guards. The tattoos on their arms are revealed, making their identities clearly known——

Gang member.

All passersby stay away from here, and cars will make detours when they see it, or carefully try to slip away from the other side of the road.

However, only the guests by the window can see the scene downstairs. The guests sitting inside are still enjoying the food, holding freshly cut half a lemon in their hands, and lightly pouring it on the French foie gras sprinkled with black truffle and caviar.

Squeeze the lemon juice lightly, cut the sweet and delicate foie gras into small pieces with a silver knife and fork, insert the fork into the tip of your tongue and taste it carefully.

Tonight, all the cooking ingredients are of a higher level than usual. Each table is given a free bottle of Egon Miller Winery's TBA ice wine, a bottle of 1990 Margaux and a 1998 Petrus.

They are all top vintages from top wineries. If you want to calculate the price, the consumption will be more than five times more expensive than the usual menu. However, these few guests who were lucky enough to win Chateau Joel Robuchon's "reward event" did not have to pay a penny.

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Minamoto tried to teach Eri to cut beef bones. Usually this job is done by the waiter, but Minamoto is a good hand with a knife and figured out the essence after watching it a few times. He always comes here to eat.

Do it yourself, he is not an elegant person, but a country boy who comes from the mountains.

He hoped that Eriyi could also do it by herself. If she learned how to cut beef bones today, she would learn more in the future.

In the past, when they came here to eat, they would have a private dining room, and there would be no outsiders in the entire restaurant. But now, if you turn your head slightly, you can see the guests who are also eating next to them.

They are all younger people, sitting in twos and twos. There are no middle-aged people with big bellies and old ladies. They are basically lovers. They look to be about 25 to 35 years old. They wear famous brands, but they are not the latest.

Top brand.

These people were specially selected by Dong Chengbu, the general manager of chateau joel robuchon. They are all young people with less financial resources. This free dinner will make them happy for a long time.

"Sorry, I've been very busy with work recently, so I may not be able to play with you in the next period of time." Yuan Zhisheng picked off a piece of meat from the beef bone, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth to chew.

Eriyi cut off a piece of meat that was not so neat as usual, and ate it in small bites.

After eating, she took out a small notebook and wrote, "Brother, can I tell you a story?"

"Okay." Yuan Zhisheng smiled, picked up the wine glass and touched Eriyi lightly. This child rarely talked to people as actively as she did today. Usually, as long as Yuan Zhisheng didn't ask questions, she would just bury her head in her meal, and then she would finish eating.

Staring out the window in a daze, or taking out her little toys and playing with them.

Yuan Zhisheng nodded happily. Maybe there is such a thing as a female transformation. He thought to himself that he really cared too little about Eri Yi in the past. Apart from playing games with her occasionally, he didn't seem to do anything else for her.

things.

"Once upon a time there was an elephant." Huiliyi started to draw, using a thick pen to draw a cartoon elephant on the first page of the small book. It looked like the work of a child of several years old, very childlike.

She was drawing and writing at the same time, her dark rose-red pupils shining with a different light than usual.

"One day, the elephant was pooping." She drew a poop on the back of the elephant's butt, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't know why there was such a weird smile on the poop.

"There was a little white rabbit next to me. The elephant asked the little white rabbit: Are you afraid of losing your fur?" A long-eared rabbit made of simple lines appeared next to Dad.

"The little white rabbit said: Don't be afraid, and then the little white rabbit was caught and had his butt wiped."

"Haha... what a good story." Yuan Zhisheng smiled hard, thinking that when he went back, he must ask Kaguya to strictly filter the network channels and let the programmers work overtime to build an automatic identification system.

"It's not over yet, brother." Eriyi turned to the second page of the notebook and drew an elephant again.

"The next day, the elephant was eating." Then she drew a little squirrel, "The elephant asked the little squirrel: Are you afraid of losing your hair?"

"The little squirrel said: Not afraid."

"Then the elephant used the little squirrel to wipe its mouth." Eryi stood up the small book and looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt a little ashamed and didn't know what to say, so he had to pick up the wine glass and take another sip of wine.

But Eriki was still staring at him, with some kind of expectation in her eyes.

She wrote the last words: "Finally, the little squirrel said: I am yesterday's little white rabbit."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't stop for a moment, and a mouthful of red wine spurted out from his mouth.

Fortunately, the seats between the two of them were relatively far apart, otherwise I might have splashed onto Eriri's face.

The waiter next to him reacted immediately, quickly took away the plates, changed the tablecloth, and cleaned the place.

There seemed to be little stars in Eryi's eyes, and there was a faint arc at the corner of her mouth. She looked at Yuan Zhisheng, "Brother, is this story interesting?"

"It's fun. Where did you hear that?" Yuan Zhisheng took off his napkin and wiped his mouth.

If this story came from the mouth of a crow, he would not be surprised at all. At most, he would laugh a few times while drinking and let the crow perform a little white rabbit turning into a squirrel. But when it comes from Eri's mouth, or the painting

It was so unexpected. He never expected that such a quiet child would tell such a cold joke. At first, he thought it would be some loving fairy tale.

"Sakura told me this!" Eriyi took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened QQ like a show off, pointed to a friend's avatar on it, and said, "Sakura also told me many other stories, and I also told them to

Brother, listen!"

For the first time, Yuan Zhisheng felt something like "vitality" from Eri Yi. At this moment, he seemed to have become an old father. His daughter was excitedly telling him what happened in the kindergarten today, who and so and so on.

I wrote her love letters, and so and so told her jokes to make her happy.

Why kindergarten? Because Eri's common sense level may not be as good as the children in the kindergarten class, but she is very sensitive to other people's emotions.

In the past ten years, Minamoto seems to have ignored Eri as a part of normal human beings, and only regarded her as a secret weapon, a big killer to be used to end everything when necessary.

He once had a younger brother, but his younger brother died, and Eriri took his place unknowingly.

He couldn't help but wonder, was what he did before really the right thing? Was it too ruthless to lock up Eri?

Eriyi started drawing cartoons in her notebook again. She stood up, sat down next to Yuan Zhisheng, and seriously shared stories and jokes with Yuan Zhisheng that she found very funny.

Yuan Zhisheng watched her painting quietly, and occasionally took a pen and drew a few strokes in her little notebook. They were obviously here to eat, but they didn't touch most of the meals.

It seemed as if he had gone back many years ago, when he and his brother were scratching on the muddy ground with branches. When they were covered in mud and dirty, they went to take a bath in the spring water in the mountains.

He hesitated in his mind, should he let go of the restrictions and let Eriki go see the outside world?

But this matter cannot be decided by him alone. Even if he and other parents work together, it will be difficult for him to overcome the opinions of everyone.

Besides...the nightmare I had...

Even after so many years, he would still be surrounded by nightmares in the middle of the night, where "ghosts" and "people" were just a thought away, and people who were originally familiar would become extremely strange.

But he still wants to believe that the world is beautiful.

If even the righteous partners don’t believe that the world is beautiful, then who else will?

"Eriyi wants to go to school?" Minamoto Zhisheng rubbed Eriyi's head.

Eriki stopped the pen in her hand, raised her head in confusion, turned a new page of sticky notes, and wrote: "Can I go to school?"

"I don't know if it's possible." Yuan Zhisheng said, "If you can go to an ordinary high school to experience a new life for one or two days a month, do you want to go?"

"I...don't know..." Eriyi lowered her head.

Every time she ran away from home, she thought she could go far, but once she stepped out of that room, left the closed house, and was exposed to the vast world and high-rise buildings, she was very scared.

When the car drove by with the roar of its engine and strange pedestrians walked by her, she wanted to curl up in a ball and return to the secret territory that belonged to her alone.

But even so, she still ran away from home again and again.

"Tell me when you think about it." Yuan Zhisheng took out his mobile phone and made a call. A few minutes later, a waiter wearing glasses came to his table.

These are technicians brought by the gang, who temporarily changed their clothes so as not to scare the ordinary people eating here.

"Young Master, what do you want your name to be?" the technician asked.

"Let's call it Elephant Turtle, and use that for the avatar." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Yes." The technician nodded, changed the avatar to a Pinta Island turtle, returned the phone to Yuan Zhisheng, and then left.

Yuan Zhisheng asked technicians to help him install QQ and register an account.

He and Eriki applied as friends to each other and said, "If you want to go to school, just type here and let me know, or you can tell me next time we meet."

"Yeah." Eriyi nodded and put the phone back in her pocket.

"Brother, this is for you." She gave Minamoto a small notebook, which was filled with cartoon animals and recorded the jokes and stories she heard from "Sakura".

"You don't want it anymore?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"I have this." She clicked on the QQ chat box and shook her phone.

"Okay." Yuan Zhisheng put the small notebook into his bag and said softly, "I will keep it well."

At this time, another man dressed as a waiter came to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

His expression turned serious for a moment. After the waiter left, he said to Eriki: "The time is up. It's time for us to go back. Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll ask them to pack it for you to take away."

Eriyi shook her head and wrote: "I'm full."

"Well, let's go then." He stood up and led Eri away.

The gang members stood up straight and welcomed the two people into the Maybach at the front.

More than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars followed the Maybach, converging into a black traffic flow, forcing all the vehicles back, like a sharp knife, cutting a new path in the middle of the road.

Returning to Genji Heavy Industries, Minamoto took Eri back to her room.

"If you think about it, just tell me and I will arrange it as soon as possible." Yuan Zhisheng said with a smile.

"Well, bye bye, brother." Huiliyi waved her hand and sent Xianggui a "bye bye" emoticon on QQ.

Yuan Zhisheng is probably going to work again. He said during dinner that he will be very busy at work these days.

"Bye." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the phone screen, smiled, and turned to leave.

In the office, Sakura, Crow and Yasha are waiting.

There is a pair of knives on the table, with black handles and sheaths, and copper-colored blades and tangs. The shark skin that has been rubbed for too many years has a faint green color, but the crimson knot on the handle is new.

Yuan Zhisheng strode into the door, raised the knife and said: "Let's go."

"Yes, young master." The three of them jumped up and followed his pace, heading out the door.

The night is very late, but tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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Kassel, early morning.

Lu Mingfei stretched, got up from the bed, washed up, brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, washed his face, took off his bear nightcap, and combed his messy hair.

Then it was time to have breakfast, which he had to do with milk and bread. He still preferred hot soy milk, fried dough sticks and steamed buns, but this was the United States, and the breakfast in the cafeteria only served sandwiches and omelettes, as well as spaghetti, hamburgers, hot coffee, etc.

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He felt a little homesick. Although it was his uncle's and aunt's house, he had stayed there for so many years.

He was always being scolded, but in my memory it was already 2 years ago. After returning from Ashina, the attitude of his uncle and aunt changed drastically, and they rarely talked about him.

After experiencing the feeling of not having a fixed place to live, and then eating hot rice and drinking hot soup, you will realize how hard it is. When you see real suffering, you will understand how gentle those little fights in the past were.

He changed from his pajamas into his school uniform and did warm-up exercises on the balcony for half an hour.

Take a deep breath in the sunshine, early birds are chirping on the branches, people are passing by in twos and threes on the cobblestone road, and female students who have changed into gym clothes are jogging in the morning. Everything is harmonious and peaceful.

"Good morning." Lu Mingfei exhaled a long breath, smiled and waved to Father Sun.