He wanted to see how the master tasted the dish, but the master was fiddling with her "spoon China" and didn't notice his gaze.
He straightened his back slightly, taking advantage of his height, and found that the master seemed to be like a child, putting various ingredients and noodles into the spoon little by little and then eating them in one bite.
So he turned his attention back to the bowl of noodles in front of him. The master's way of eating was too particular, and he thought he didn't have the patience to eat it bit by bit with a spoon.
And it's too childish, just like how kids like to roll up noodles with chopsticks and eat them as skewers.
He picked up the ingredients and noodles with chopsticks. This time, after putting them in his mouth, he found that the noodles seemed to have become softer?
Somewhat unbelievably, Xing Yuanhui picked up some noodles and tasted them separately. Sure enough, after the noodles were immersed in the soup, they lost their hardness after absorbing the juice and began to approach the hardness of instant noodles.
Xing Yuanhui was awakened. It turned out that he did not see through the master's vision. It was because the master ate like a child and too slowly that she ordered the noodles with the highest hardness.
In this way, the hardness of the noodles will gradually decrease after being soaked for a long time, and they will be more suitable for eating. If the noodles are not very hard at the beginning, they will definitely become soft for people who eat them bit by bit like the master.
A master is a master, and he has his own considerations for everything. But it would be nice to say this in advance. I eat very fast, and although the noodles are soft now, I have already eaten the "hard bones" before.
Xing Yuanhui continued to devote his energy to the fight with Ramen.
Soon, there was not much noodles left in the bowl, only the still rich soup. He only needed to take a few more chopsticks, and his lunch would be over. He had already tasted the soup with a spoon, it was too rich (salty), he didn't want to drink it, and gave up the idea of cleaning the plate.
The master who had been immersed in his own world suddenly said, "Xingyuan, can you bring me some garlic? And a press?"
Xing Yuanhui was in awe when he heard this. He didn't like eating garlic and couldn't adapt to the strong taste.
He couldn't help but feel confused and shocked, and asked, "Garlic? Are you sure?"
"Well, we're out of garlic here." She answered simply and without any hesitation.
She is a true warrior. To some extent, she is no longer someone that Xing Yuanhui can compare to.
While handing over the garlic and the press, he thought about a lot of things. The history of mankind overcoming obstacles, the paths that people have opened up with courage in the most desperate situations, and all kinds of humanistic information leading the good virtues in human history to attack him, making him hesitate whether to challenge the garlic again, and challenge his former self.
As the saying goes, the hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage. Only by understanding fear and facing fear can he have the opportunity to master fear and gain courage.
Xing Yuanhui's mind was filled with a huge storm. He knew that eating noodles without garlic would reduce the taste by half. But he gave up after trying it for the first time because he really didn't like it. At that time, he thought that so many people in the world didn't add garlic, so what would it matter if I added one more?
But now that he had seen with his own eyes that Fujiwara Chika, as a woman, could overcome this obstacle, he suddenly felt competitive. Various thoughts formed camps in his mind, and he wanted to vote on whether to eat garlic at this time.
But before the voting results came out, Xing Yuanhui took the initiative to give up his idea.
Something broke this situation, and Fujiwara Chika handed the press back.
He didn't like the smell of garlic, but after smelling it for a long time, he immediately returned to his comfort zone and couldn't help but think of a saying: Running away is shameful, but it is very useful.
The various thoughts have also reached a consensus. As the saying goes, a man who knows the times is a hero. As a person, you must know how to reconcile with yourself.
There's no way I can get used to it. He never adds minced garlic when he grills oysters, and just keeps them plain.
Just like that, without anyone knowing, he reconciled with himself and his heart was as calm as water.
Xing Yuanhui finished his noodles and gulped down some green tea to wash away the remaining taste in his mouth. Suddenly, the disconnected research system suddenly came back. It seemed that it was so focused on its research that it didn't pay any attention to its surroundings.
"I've only studied it for a while. Why are your emotions fluctuating so much? My signal is not good. Eh? Aren't these the bow and the twin ponytails next to the woman yesterday? Are you going to open the box of the mysterious pink hair and compare it with the box?"
It is worthy of being called a system. As soon as it appeared, it provided Xing Yuanhui with an unprecedented path.
Xing Yuanhui was speechless and said unhappily, "I am actually this kind of person in your heart. You have seen me abide by the law all these years and you have quite a complaint about it."
"The past is the past, and the present is the present. Who knows if you will suddenly develop abnormally? Oh, by the way, I have made some progress on this research."
"So fast? What kind of scientist are you? You've produced results in less than a morning of research?"
With your level, why don’t you figure out how to break away from me, live an independent life, and conquer the world on your own.
"What are you thinking about? I haven't told you what the plan is yet. Round D requires a lot of technical knowledge, and I may not have time to deal with you in the short term, so I want to tell you that if you have business, you can knock on my door and find me."
"You are so dedicated, are you going to stay in seclusion every day? Are you not going to watch my live broadcast?"
"I'm a professional! And I have a live video."
After it finished speaking, it disappeared again. It might have gone to check the video footage to see how the unlucky host ended up with the two pink-haired people in just a few hours of absence. But how come it has all these functions?
"Yeah, so lame, you were actually caught by someone. Don't you really want to give me some intelligence blessings? I was afraid that you might get into trouble and not call me." The returning system laughed at its host.
After laughing, the system waved its hand and said, "Okay, I'm going to devote my infinite life to my limited struggle. Next summer vacation, you'd better take the motorcycle driver's license test."
Xing Yuanhui asked, who are you looking down on?
"Is summer vacation still needed? I will take the test after I settle down in school. However, due to age restrictions, I can only take the test for ordinary two-wheelers (under 400cc) first. I can only take the test for large two-wheelers (no limit on displacement) when I am 18 years old."
"D wheel is manual transmission, don't make a mistake." The system reminded that in Japan, the driver's license for manual and automatic transmission motorcycles are completely different. If you make a mistake, you can only take the test again.
"I remember the D-wheel has automatic transmission, are you sure it's manual? Never mind, let's not talk about that. I can only drive a 18cc or smaller car before I turn 400, so don't buy me a super-large engine right from the start. I'm not riding a D-wheel to play a police chase."
I have money and time now, and I still want to live a peaceful life. Why should I play hide-and-seek with the police? I am not a hardcore ruthless person.
“If it’s really large-displacement, the police won’t be able to catch up even if they fly a plane.” That thing can travel at super-light speeds, so you just have to recite lines and make gestures to please the machine spirit.
"Hehe, why don't you prepare your oxygen tank and space suit when you ride, and we can just go straight to space. Anyway, if you really want to do it yourself, you will definitely fail to pass the inspection by the traffic police, and you will lose your driver's license."
The system believes that a chase between police and criminals is inevitable and recommends that the host prepare a backup plan.
But Xing Yuanhui believed that satisfying the host was the system's unshirkable responsibility, so he threw the question back. "So it all depends on you, my technical master, remember to learn how to disguise the system."
The system responded with a curse word and then turned off the microphone and went back to research.
The perspective returned to reality. Fujiwara Chika's throat was shaking as she tried to finish the soup.
For some reason, when he watched Fujiwara Chika eat, he always felt a sense of healing, just like watching small animals eat. Maybe it was the pure and flawless light in her eyes that made him cherish it.
Xing Yuanhui also glanced at Fujiwara Moe. Like himself, she had finished her ramen long ago and was drinking water while waiting for Fujiwara Chika.
Fujiwara Moe noticed his gaze, glanced at him and said, "Looks like everyone has finished eating?"
"It's delicious, thank you both, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat this delicious ramen today." He said some nice words and prepared to leave.
After Fujiwara Chika digested all the deliciousness that the soup brought her, she noticed that neither of them drank the soup and suggested, "Why don't you try the soup? It's delicious~."
Fujiwara Moe next to her handed her a glass of water. She thanked him and continued, "This contains the soul of ramen. If you don't drink it, you will be cursed by the god of ramen. When you want to eat ramen, you will find that every ramen shop is full."
"What a stingy god! But if I can make ramen by myself, how will you fight against the enemy?" Xing Yuanhui complained, and Fujiwara Moe expressed her spiritual support with her eyes.
"Hey, stop complaining. Believe me, you will regret it if you eat ramen without drinking the soup."
Hearing this, the ramen shop owner who did not want to reveal his name smiled with satisfaction under the cover of the boiler.
Also using his eyes, Xing Yuanhui signaled Fujiwara Moe to take action, indicating that it was your turn.
"Sister Chika, don't talk for now. Here, give this to you." Fujiwara Moe handed the chewing gum in her hand to her sister, implying that she might not be able to speak now.
She also realized that it might be difficult for her to speak, so she covered her mouth after taking the gum.
Fujiwara Chika was silenced. Looking at the master who covered his mouth, Xing Yuanhui prepared to say goodbye to them.
"Well, it's almost time. I have to go to Tokyo to take care of some business. Are you guys going back to Tokyo?"
Fujiwara Moeha came with her sister this time, and she looked at Fujiwara Chika to ask.
Fujiwara Chika communicated with Fujiwara Moe by blinking. Although Xing Yuanhui still couldn't understand why pasta had to be mixed with No. 42 concrete, the communication barrier did not exist for his sister at all.
Fujiwara Moe turned back to look at Xing Yuanhui and said, "Sister said she wanted to exercise more. See you at school."
Xing Yuanhui glanced at Fujiwara Chika, and she blinked her eyes to indicate that she was right.
Although I really want to respond by blinking, it's the first time we meet, so let's not do that.
"You two sisters not only have a good relationship, but you also have your own way of communicating. That's amazing. I'll take my leave first, ladies. See you again if we have the chance." The young man stood up and said goodbye to them.
"Goodbye, we'll sit for a while." Fujiwara Moe said goodbye and added, "Sister Chika says goodbye too."
Okay, the process is completed. Xing Yuanhui picked up the backpack next to him, stood up, straightened his back, and walked out the door.
It’s not surprising that they want to sit for a while longer. Fujiwara Chika is now full of water and needs to relax.
But it was thanks to her that she was able to care about her weight while drinking up the soup generously. Everyone else in the room, including the noodle chef, was stunned.
Xing Yuanhui walked out of the store and the sunlight shone on him again. Having just walked out of the warm environment of the ramen restaurant, he couldn't help but feel a little hot when he saw the sun.
Due to the backpack, he could only roll up the sleeves of his coat together with the lining inside, showing off his muscular arms.
On the way back to the park to pick up the car, he pulled his sleeves and sighed: Today is such a good day, just like when we just left from Oma, it was sunny. In addition, I got two extra people to help investigate Fujiwara Toyomi, so the weather is really good and the luck is also good~.
I hope this good luck can continue. I hope the dean won’t faint when he sees the Tokyo real estate price on the contract.
Chapter 10: Buying a House is Really Troublesome
Tokyo's Setagaya district has many unique places, such as Sangenjaya and Shimokitazawa, which are places that Tokyo residents know. For some groups, it is even a holy place, and they would beg for a visit.
But for Setagaya Ward, the more famous title is probably that it is a wealthy area, right?
At some point, when people mention this place, the first thing they think of is the stereotype of "Eh? Aren't there only rich people there?" However, we can't complain about this, because there do seem to be so many entrepreneurs, artists, and cultural celebrities living in this area.
To purchase a property in such a place, it is no wonder that Xing Yuanhui would worry that the dean of the remote area would press his heart and take medicine for emergency treatment after seeing the amount on the contract.
But don't worry, being expensive does have its advantages. The hospitals in Setagaya district have a pretty good reputation and if you really faint, they can still rescue you. After all, this is a wealthy area.
As for why the dean read the contract, this is one of the disadvantages of not being an adult.
Xing Yuanhui ignored the vibrations coming from his phone, not because he was driving on the road and couldn't touch his phone, nor because he was annoyed by the increasing frequency of vibrations, but because...
Others will be here soon.
After stopping pedaling, people and cars slowly stopped outside a villa that was mainly white.
He got out of the car and entered through the main gate, which is actually for people to walk through. Next to it is the entrance door to the garage, and the space is designed according to the size of a car.
Entering from here was just to save trouble. Xing Yuanhui had already seen the person waiting for him.
Kicking the footrest away, the boy leaned the car casually against the inner wall of the fence and walked inside along the gravel road from the gate to the villa.
"Hello, everyone. Dean, I'm only two minutes late. You don't need to bombard me with messages, right? And Quan Jing, why don't you just invite them in to sit down and have a cup of tea? I'll be there in no time."
After realizing that he might be late because he had been waiting at too many irritating red lights on the road, he began to deliberately take side roads and speed on the road at a speed that would definitely attract criticism.
Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes, but if we can get on the sidewalk, maybe we can still make it in time.
"Ah, brother!" As expected of Nanami, I haven't heard you call me brother in such a long time. Now it really feels like hearing the music of heaven.
"Brother, long time no see!" "Did you have a good time on the road? Anything interesting?"
The ones behind are the creatures at the bottom of the welfare home, the two younger brothers.
"Hello, are you tired from riding the Shinkansen?" Xing Yuanhui put down his backpack, "I'm going to talk to the dean first, and I'll talk to you later when I have time."
"Okay." The three said in unison.
He was familiar with the five people in the yard. Four of them were in a large tour group under one roof, and the remaining one was Quan Jing, his agent.
Although they have a close business partnership, they meet offline only a few times and mainly rely on the Internet to communicate.
After all, even if there is a train, you still have to take a ferry from Hakodate to get to Omazaki. If you go there by land from Aomori, you can only take the bus if you don't rent a car.
It would be better to go to Hakodate and take a ferry, at least you can go around Hakodate.
"Finally I'm here. But since you're here, please help me persuade Sato-san. I'm going to go inside and make some tea and wait for your good news."
Quan Jing gave a thumbs up and without hesitation handed over the troublesome task of psychological counseling to Xing Yuanhui.
Although I am your agent, this is a family conflict. You should solve it yourselves if possible! I think making tea and helping out is more suitable for me. Quan Jing thought, "It is better for me to die than for my fellow Taoists to die."
"Okay." Xing Yuanhui stretched out his voice to express his reluctance. He could see that his agent was not very willing to get involved, even though they were old friends who had been working together for many years.
He then turned his gaze towards the oldest person here and asked, "So? Do you think this house is bad or something? At least come in and have a cup of tea. It doesn't cost any money."
The dean looked a little unsure, and his voice was trembling: "Are you sure it's here? Such a big villa, I guess it's not cheap."
The dean also lowered his voice to prevent others from hearing him.
In the same tone, Xing Yuanhui said, "If I told you that there is a dojo behind this villa that covers an area no less than it, would you really faint?"
"what!"
It's really hard for you to break your voice while lowering your voice, Dean.
Xing Yuanhui took the initiative to pat the dean on the shoulder and laughed.
He said, "My card is under your name, don't you know how much money is here?"
"Because it's just a nominal post, I haven't taken the initiative to check it out. After all, it's your privacy. I just had no choice but to post it here. Let's get back to the point. Are you sure there's no problem?"
It is hard to imagine that by tinkering with the musical instruments at home every day, he could actually save enough money to buy a villa in Tokyo in Omazaki, far away from developed areas. Dean Sato Yuta felt as if he was in another world.
"Of course, if you listen to me and do some live broadcasts and videos, even if the content is about going out to sea to fish or cooking at home, in less than three years you can buy all the land next to the welfare home and build a second welfare home." Xing Yuanhui joked.
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