Onotei is not big inside, and there are a circle of seats around the counter where you prepare the dishes. Then there are two tables and seats placed next to the table, which are all seats.

However, at this time, no one in Onotei sat at the table, but was sitting around the counter.

At most, I could only sit on the counter seats of about ten people. Now there are three people sitting. A middle-aged uncle is drinking wine while a young man is drinking wine while a young white-collar woman is eating silently there.

"What do guests want to eat?" the shop owner said with a smile to Aoba, who also sat on the counter seat.

Qingye looked around and found notes of paper sticking to one wall, with various dishes written on it.

"The menu here is so many kinds!" Qingye said curiously as he looked at the notes covered with walls of notes.

"Because customers often want to eat something different, I made everything I could do, and it became like this over time." The boss replied with a smile.

"Brother, the boss here is very skilled." The middle-aged uncle who was drinking wine suddenly looked up and said to Aoye.

"Uncle, do you have any recommendations?" Qingye asked with a smile, not at all, he looked like he had just killed someone. No matter who seemed to be just an ordinary young man with harmless humans and animals.

"The boss's fried pork chops here are great, I recommend you try them." The middle-aged uncle said, picking up a piece of fried pork chop from his plate and taking a bite, showing an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Fried pork chops? But aren't fried pork chops usually made into fried pork chops and rice bowls?" Qingye said in confusion.

"We can order fried pork chops here." The boss replied.

"Then let me have a fried pork chop, I still want wine." As he said that, Aoye looked at the uncle before and asked with a smile, "Uncle, are there any good wine recommendations here?"

"Plum wine, recommended." The middle-aged uncle said with the young man who was also drinking with his head on the other side. Then the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had met a like-minded person. They raised their glasses and drank the wine in the glass together.

"The plum wine here is made by the boss, and it is definitely a masterpiece!" said the middle-aged uncle shaking his head.

"That's right, every time I come here I drink my boss's plum wine." The young man also echoed.

"This guy is so delicious. Unlike the young people today, they drink beer and foreign wine!" The middle-aged uncle drank another head of wine and said as he sighed at the sunset of the world.

"Maybe it's because I prefer some nostalgic things!" said the young man with a smile.

Then the two of them started talking with this opportunity.

"Is plum wine? Boss, then I want plum wine too." Qingye said to the boss.

"Okay, plum wine!" As he said that, the boss squatted under the counter to get the wine.

Obviously, when Aoba was not wearing a school uniform, no one suspected that he was a high school student and just thought he was a baby face or a college student.

After all, except for those gangsters, no high school student would be so late and still wandering outside.

And Qingye's appearance is really nothing to do with the gangster.

Soon, a bottle of plum wine was placed in front of Qingye, and the boss also began to make fried pork chops for Qingye.

As the fried pork chops were put into the oil pan, a pleasant fragrance wafted out.

On the one hand, the white-collar woman who was just eating suddenly intervened with the conversation between the uncle and the young man.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" the white-collar woman asked.

"What's the matter?" the uncle said to the white-collar woman first.

"Why are men so mad?" the white-collar woman asked with a serious face.

So the men sitting, including the boss, looked at each other, and finally Aoye said first, "It's normal for men to **! A man is a real man, it's not natural to like women!"

"Hmph, men are worthy of being lower body animals." The white-collar woman snorted coldly, and then said to the boss, "Boss, I want to drink too."

"What wine does the guest want?" asked the boss.

"I don't want the plum wine they drink, I want beer." The white-collar woman looked at the middle-aged uncle as if she was deliberately demonstrating.

"Your fried pork chop." The boss first brought Qingye's fried pork chop and placed it in front of Qingye, then turned around to get the beer.

Qingye picked up a piece of fried pork chop and took a bite, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "It tastes good."

It attracted a smug smile from the middle-aged uncle who recommended fried pork chops, "Fried pork chops are a must-order when I come to this restaurant!"

On the other side, the young man looked at the white-collar woman drinking in a depressed state, so he said to the white-collar woman, "What? Are you emotionally hurt?"

The white-collar woman didn't say anything until the boss brought a bottle of beer, the white-collar woman poured a glass of herself and drank it dry. Then she sighed and said, "Today the president told me that I hope I can be his **! That old guy is almost able to be my grandfather, and he still wants me to be his **."

After saying that, the white-collar woman drank another glass of beer.

"You don't like him? Then you can refuse!" The young man looked at the white-collar woman's appearance that was indeed a beauty, and said with a smile.

"But if I follow him, I can live a leisurely and wealthy life. I don't have to work so hard every day, but I can live in a luxury house and drive a good car, wear expensive jewelry to enter and exit the upper class." The white-collar woman said with a confused look on her face.

So the men present looked at each other indifferently.

It was Qingye who said the truth first, "That is, you are moved, so you are so entangled, right!"

"Yes, I'm moved. Who made you men so proud?" The white-collar woman continued to say angrily.

"Please, men are **, but if men are not **, where can you get the chance to live the kind of life you just yearn for!" The young man was speechless about the white-collar woman's mentality of wanting to be a cousin and a archway, and shook her head and smiled.

"Woman, your name is Vanity." The middle-aged uncle next to him shook his head and said.

The white-collar woman snorted, ignored everyone and continued to drink beer.

"Come on, cheers." The young man obviously agreed with the uncle's words in great detail, so he immediately suggested.

"Come on, cheers!" The two of them raised their glasses and prepared to cheer.

"Wait, I'm also included, I'll praise the uncle just said." Qingye also raised the plum wine in his hand.

So the three men drank the glass of wine in one sip.

Qingye smacked her lips and nodded, "It's indeed a good wine."

"Right," the middle-aged uncle said in unison with the young man, and then the middle-aged uncle said immediately, "Plum wine is the famous product in this store!"

In this way, three men were chatting while drinking plum wine together. The white-collar woman would occasionally interject a word, and time passed.
Chapter completed!