"Ah, are you back?"

Hearing the rustling footsteps, Zhu Qing, who was humming a song and reading a food magazine, turned his head.

Outside the shop, it was already dark.

The half-closed door was pushed open. Xia Yu entered the room, threw a stack of information on the table, turned around and went into the kitchen to make tea with the clear spring water from the water tank. After a while, when he came out with the steaming hot tea, he saw Zhu Qing touching his chin and holding the information documents and said, "... This person's eyebrows are a little familiar, very much like an old friend I know... the surname is Chen? Chen Yang?"

The more I looked through it, the more surprised Zhu Qing looked on her face.

Finally, she saw the boy sitting there, leisurely drinking tea and enjoying her face, and asked strangely: "Why did you suddenly find Chen's head?"

"Aunt Qing, you know Chen's family is easy to deal with. Pay attention to them!"

"Notice?"

"Well, I met a suspicious guy at the school festival. Unexpectedly, after temptation, I found myself catching a big fish. He was very alert. When he appeared in the school festival, his mind must be bad."

Zhu Qing's expression went from surprise to shock.

"Ah, are you saying that Chen is interested in "Yulong Pot"?"

"This is what you said." Xia Yu shrugged.

Very dissatisfied with his attitude, Zhu Qing mourned his teeth and said angrily: "What a leisurely and comfortable person, hum! If I had known that I was being missed by others all day, it would be better to contact Mr. Yan directly and ask him to escort me to transport the "Yulong Pot" back to China!"

"The problem is, now that the "Yulong Pot" has appeared again and is tracked by those people, are you sure they won't go crazy?"

Xia Yu shook his hand: "Transportation back to China does not exist!"

"Besides, aren't you, Aunt Qing? If they can take away the "Yulong pot" from under your nose, I'll admit it!"

Then he flattered quietly.

Suddenly, Zhu Qingmei smiled: "Well, you're right!"

She raised her chin and was very confident.

He said this, after drinking tea to dispel the fatigue of a day, Xia Yu hid in the bedroom and contacted Masato Kamihara.

It's time to seek help from IGO.

Especially intelligence information.

He needed IGO's men to help stare at the tiger's head, which is the Chen family in Zhu Qing's mouth.

In this way, there is a warning.

Beep!

After a long chat, I hung up the phone and a new message popped up on the line software. It was sent by Maki Morita and accompanied by a picture. It was a Chinese cart paver in the sunset, which was in sharp contrast to the magnificent Chinese Hotel opposite.

Not only the scale, but even the number of customers, the paving of Yukihito was really broken into pieces.

"The turnover rankings on the first day have come out. The top three in the corridor area are Takmi and Isami brothers' Italian snack stalls, skewers and rice bowl research associations."

"Central District, my senior leader of the Chinese Cooking Research Association deserves the top spot, and its turnover is far behind the second place and the third place...Yueping's stall is the last in the ranking of the Central District, with an operating deficit!"

Maki gave a cute expression of sticking out his tongue.

"When tomorrow morning, Yuanyue's school newspapers and magazines will announce their first-day ranking consultation. I know that I am the last place, Yukihiro, will be under greater pressure!"

When Xia Yu saw this, he laughed. This was something that he had expected, and it was exactly the same as the original work.

"Let's see!"

He is full of expectations for the changes in the next few days.

...

At night, somewhere in Tokyo.

An intelligence officer, a man and a woman, was observing and reporting to Lei Zhe, a giant in the office chair.

"Your Excellency, this was the case on the first day."

The middle-aged man said respectfully.

This is a local foodie in Japan and a well-known food recorder. At this time, she was servile to Lei Zhe. It can be seen that the "Food Club" has been effective in penetrating Japan over the years.

Lei Zhe nodded faintly.

"Are the two areas that have the closest defenses in Nakiri's home and farm?" He asked again, as if he was confirming something, his words meant cold.

"Yes!"

The female intelligence officer replied that she was wearing a dignified professional skirt and was a female reporter from a certain media. Today, she hung up her ID and almost strolled Yuanyue’s campus.

"There seems that there is no defense in these two places, but I was promptly warned and blocked when I tried to get close."

Soon, two intelligence officers left.

In the darkness, a woman dressed in a ninja suddenly walked out. Looking at her appearance carefully, it was not difficult to find that this woman was actually a female special chef who appeared as Lei Zhe's partner at the Sapporo event. She had an incredible anesthetic power and could easily disintegrate the resistance of the "Dixin Dragon" such as the "Divine Dragon", making the beast obediently become a delicacy on the table.

"Ying, go here!"

Lei Zhe stood up and pointed to the map of Yuanyue Campus spread out on the desktop. The place where he pointed was exactly the hinterland of Yuanyuehou Mountain—

Nakiri House!

The female ninja nodded, "Understand!"

"However, it takes a chance!" Lei Zhe said, with his eyes showing fear. The Nakiri family house is equivalent to the palace of the Kingdom of Far-moon. The "Demon King of Eats" Nakiri Sensaemon is there. Therefore, if the Confucian lineage hides the "Jade Dragon Pot", Sensaemon is most likely to be the treasure guardian.

"We have no chance of winning in the head-on battle!"

Lei Zhe's voice was low.

No one has ever seen the 'Demon King of Food' Nakiri Sesaemon take action.

Including the food club, the same is true in the column of its material force assessment:

Extremely dangerous.

Contact or conflict is not recommended.

"Time?" The female ninja Ei's cold face was filled with a hint of confusion, "Then, will you wait?"

"No!"

"Opportunities are created!"

Somehow he thought of, Lei Zhe had a stern smile on his lips.

"Since it is a grand food festival, it attracted more than 100,000 people on the first day. I am in Japan, so I can't miss it. Well, I decided, let's try the skills of those students!"

The female ninja's pupils shrank slightly, as if she had vaguely understood her boss's plan.

This is……

Go to the house to kick the house in person?

...

The next day, I took the car arranged by Nakiri's house and went all the way to the Yuanyue area.

The car did not stop at the campus, but went straight to the back mountain.

"Master General, are you looking for me?"

On the small wooden bridge in the courtyard of the main house, Xia Yu found Senzaemon standing. He took feed and fed the koi in the pond. At first glance, the whole pond was attracted by the carp, and the scene of fish fighting for food was quite spectacular.

Senzaemon laughed loudly and handed him the feed iron box in his hand, "Come and hello!"

Xia Yu didn't refuse either, and was quite leisurely. He grabbed a handful of small pellet feed and raised his hand to sprinkle it on the pond. Unexpectedly, Sessaemon Nakiri suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his right wrist.

Just as Xia Yu was asking questions, Sensaemon shook his head gently, picked up a small piece of feed, and threw it into the pond.

Wow—

The fish in the entire pond instantly muddled the water in the pond and rolled up the waves.

After being splashed by the cold water droplets onto his face, Xia Yu looked at the old man Nakiri and felt so messy. This old guy couldn't say anything!

"Look, such a small amount of bait can attract fish to snatch them, let alone treasures."

Sensaemon said coolly.

Xia Yu scratched his face and didn't know how to answer.

"Beware--"

Immediately afterwards, Sensaemon warned him: "Leizhe is coming. Just half an hour ago, he posted a message on his personal social platform, saying that he would visit the Aotsuki's academy as Chef Ren!"

"As Yuanyue's director and instructor of the Academy Festival Executive Committee, you need to receive him in person!"

In terms of reception, General Manager Yuanyue emphasized his tone.

A strong murderous aura!

"Food Club, is this a move that can't sit still?" Xia Yu took a breath, "What should be come, you'll always come!"

He nodded at Sensaemon.

"Leave it to me!"
Chapter completed!