In the evening, the neon lights on the shopping street gradually light up.

"Go slowly!"

The young chef and store manager raised his hand to send the last group of guests at the door. Several of them, both old and young, stopped and turned around in a panic.

"Thank you for your hospitality." An old man with a good spirit bowed 90 degrees to thank him. He seemed to be a retired president, with his ability and dignity still staying between his eyebrows, making every move and meticulous.

Today is not a day off. There are female college students who come to queue after school. Koyama Ruoko and Muraki Emi are all club activities during the afternoon school period. They arrived at the first time. The long queue at that time made the two girls despair. They just wanted to try it when they came. The two lined up to wait in line, but fortunately they got the last batch of tickets for meals.

The two JK high school girls still had the surprise red of the Chinese Super League prize. At this time, they saw a new generation of chefs who were shining like a comet around the world. They went out like this and gave them ordinary guests a rare respect. The high school girls pursed their lips tightly, clenched their fists, and their whole body was trembling with excitement.

Unlike other middle-aged and elderly guests, diners of the same age simply wrote the line "I admire you" on their faces.

These two girls are true portrayals of Chef Xia’s fans.

"oh?"

Xia Yu's eyes swept over and saw the girl's familiar uniform skirt, and smiled, "Are you students from Baiou High School?"

“Yes, yes.”

Xiaoshan Ruozi's tongue is knotted. She has refreshing short hair with her ears and is the leader of the school's sprint club and a sophomore in high school.

"What grade?"

"Second Grade!"

Murayama Emi answered. Unlike her simple partner, she put on makeup, her nails were beautifully shiny, and her lip gloss was also very attractive. In Xia Yu's impression, this is the standard neon JK image. Isn't it said that fashion and makeup are compulsory courses for women JK?

"Then we are students of the same level." Xia Yu's smile remained unchanged, "Maybe we have met in school before."

"this……"

The two girls' expressions suddenly became weird.

A "puff" laugh.

Morita Maki was not far away, snickering at Lei Aoxue, and Erina Nakiri talked about the embarrassing things that Naki Yu had in middle school.

I can only say that before the pig's feet aura appeared, although Xia Yu was standing in the second position next to the window in the classroom, he was always unknown. Not to mention the opposite sex, there were not many gay friends with the same sex, and he was an invisible person in the class. So before he became famous, who knew this person?

Hearing Maki talk about Naki's past casually, Erina Nakiri couldn't help but feel a faint feeling of loss and envy floated through her eyes.

In short, the eyes and colors are very complicated.

I don't know if the black-haired girl did it on purpose.

Erina saw Maki Morita happy to say, with a prank-like smirk on her face, and she was always uncontrollably guessing the other person's thoughts.

Lei Aoxue noticed it and his eyes flashed.

"call."

Seeing all the guests away, Xia Yu stood at the main entrance of Xia's store for a long time, swaying his head, watching the neon signs gradually lit up on the shopping street after nightfall.

It's different.

I sighed like this in my heart.

He still remembers that the shop street was on the verge of bankruptcy and nine out of ten households were empty. Every night, the whole street was dark and there were no pedestrians.

Now, the shopping street is more prosperous than I remember.

As a young man, who likes the glory of neon lights, Xia Yu feels that his mentality is not wrong.

"The prosperity has been established, and human feelings must not be lost." Xia Yu frowned.

Ruishan Zhizu is also a qualified business development director. He can expand and develop a shopping street, but this person is not qualified in the construction of community culture and humanities. After all, Ruishan is a money supremacist, and in the view of Ruishan, it is probably worth a penny.

Moreover, what is the "human touch"? Everyone has their own opinions. Xia Yu has no suitable candidate at the moment.

Let this matter be temporarily put aside.

Xia Yu knows the main task today—

Collect all eight legendary kitchen utensils!

And, a must-kill!

Dragon-level killing path!

When I returned to the store, Maki, Erina, and Lei Aoxue had already done the cleaning work almost the same. Maki Morita reminded Xia Yu: "The Chief General and the Chief General of Dojima are still in the next branch. Ayu, go and take a look. They may have something to do, so they stayed."

Nakiri Sensaemon and the others did not leave, and Natsuyu knew it and nodded immediately.

Branch.

He has not been entertained for more than half a year, and this luxurious mansion has not been abandoned. The courtyard is cleanly maintained, with trees, flowers and plants, and exquisitely pruned. The ornamental fish in the small pond have not starved to death. Instead, it has become more numerous and has become much larger. Xia Yu enters through the back door and steps onto the bridge across the pond.

An old man took a small bowl at the pavilion in the middle of the bridge and sprinkled feed into the pond water, which attracted the whole pond to snatch colorful fish. The scene was very lively.

Opposite the pool is the main building of the branch, with three floors, the hand-pulled doors of the VIP room on the second floor and the ground floor are already open. The familiar Gin Dojima, the heroine, and Masashi Kamihara, sit in groups of three or three, and look at the Huxin Pavilion.

"You said, what did the General Manager let us stay for?" Aoki Sonta asked in a low voice, his eyes wide open, full of questions.

The heroine and Masato Kamihara are all trances, and no one answers.

On the second floor, all the friends from the Pole Star Door arrived, including several of the top ten members who have graduated and left school.

After more than half a year, Kohei finally saw the young lecturer return. He couldn't help but clench his fists and whisper excitedly: "The lecturer is finally back, I will let him see my progress!"

Hearing this, my eyes were not right.

Glasses, Shinji Yasumarui, ruthlessly attacked: "You are improving, and the lecturer is also improving. Moreover, your progress is nothing compared to Lecturer Xia."

"Yes." Yoshino Yuhime stuck out her tongue. She had always been lively and playful. She jumped out to be a cold finisher. "Yukihei, you can only touch the special killing field now, but Instructor Xia is already a dragon chef, so you may not be sure to... "

"What else?"

Yukihei lowered his shoulders.

Si Yingshi, who was closing the white restaurant he was renovating and following him, staring at the figure of Huxinting, his voice was consistent with his seriousness when he was cooking, and said, "He may... he is also sprinting towards another area of ​​killing."

"ha?!"

Yukihei Tsuma looked up instantly, his expression collapsed.

He succeeded in the final victory of the special level, and was the top special chef of the new generation. His achievements in cooking skills were enough to catch up with a group of middle-aged chefs.

However, the benchmark in my mind pulled him away from two dimensions and headed towards his out of reach.

This gap is hopeless and devastating enough.

"How is that possible!" Yukihei Tsuma didn't believe it, and his face turned red. "He is a dragon chef. Going up, he is a dragon-level killer. As far as I know, there are not many dragon chefs who have created his own killer recipes worldwide. It took the lecturer how long it took to jump through the Dragon Gate and hadn't started to accumulate momentum. Why was he going to sprint? I don't believe it! It can't make people believe it!"

"Yes, I can't believe it." Si Yingshi replied, and the others looked at each other and fell silent.

At Kokinei, Nakiri Sensaemon turned his head and smiled at Xia Yu, "It's time. Are you ready?"

"Um?"

Xia Yu was stunned.

"I will reveal to you the dragon-level killing. The confused person needs a little guidance on the road."

"Reveal? What should I do?"

"Premium mind. Take out the dishes you should take out, and I will take out what I should take out. They are all placed on a table. At that time, you should know what you are missing."

Xia Yu's face shook and swept towards Sesaemon Nakiri and observed a deep smile on the corner of his mouth.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart.

I said, isn’t this just a private discussion?

‘Demon King of Food’, a mountain in the neon food world is an inconquering mountain, but Xia Yu retreated without a trace, but instead was eager to try. “General General Yuanyue is the substitute for the king of heaven, and is not much different from the king of the Aegean Sea. Maybe there is no legendary kitchen utensils, and Gaius is not as good as Senzaemon.”

"Is this a warm-up fight before challenging Gaius? It's okay!"
Chapter completed!