"Didn't my grandfather make things difficult for you?"
"No, I'm leaving first.
I've been bothering you for a long time. otbnkotgt "If you're hungry, why don't you stay and eat?"
She seemed to want me to stay and eat, and she even smiled unconsciously.
"That's not good.
Besides, it's so late and your cook should have a rest."
I really didn't want to stay here to eat, so I kept refusing.
"No trouble.
They are on call 24 hours a day.
You come with me.
If I let you go back hungry, then Brother Junfu will be angry with me.
Come on."
At this time, Yoshiko Ashiya looked much less confident.
The feeling of a eldest lady is more cheerful and agile like a girl in her twenties.
The Ashiya family's dining room may be larger than an entire house in many people's homes.
The floor is very high, probably six or seven meters high.
From time to time, patrolling bodyguards can be seen walking around the house, and the house is guarded by Onmyoji.
There was a clock in the corner, and soon it was eight o'clock in the evening, and the clock struck twenty times in succession.
At this moment, a large group of people walked out.
Everyone was holding a dinner plate, and soon twelve dishes were placed in front of me.
Although the chefs still looked a little tired, they did not show any expressions of disgust, perhaps they were used to it.
Each plate contained exquisite dishes, and then a maid poured me a glass of wine.
"Try it quickly, it should be delicious."
Yoshiko Ashiya pulled out her chair and sat on the side, looking at me expectantly.
"I can't eat so much by myself."
I looked at the exquisitely plated food that looked like works of art, but suddenly I lost my appetite.
"It doesn't matter, I usually eat like this anyway.
Our whole family is very particular about not wasting anything.
My grandfather eats very little every day, but he takes good care of me.
I eat a lot of delicious dishes every day, but I can't finish them all.
Let them eat the rest by themselves.
Try it quickly, this tempura is delicious."
Maybe it's because she has been in contact with me for a while, or maybe it's because Junyi has been back for a while and feels that her Chinese is good.
It seems that the more you talk about it, the better it gets.
"Yeah."
I took a chopstick and took a bite.
It was quite delicious, but I didn't go on to eat it.
"Hurry up and eat your fill, and then tell me your adventure stories."
At this time, Xiao Nizi revealed the reason why she was so attentive to me.
It turned out that she wanted to hear my stories.
I smiled and took a sip of water.
After thinking for a while, I suddenly said: "Do you have a place in Japan where you can eat skewers?"
"Ah" As soon as I said this, Yoshiko Ashiya looked at me with surprise.
She didn't even understand what skewers were.
"What is Lu Chuan?"
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Judging from the days when she was learning Chinese, she probably didn't know what these two words meant.
I guess Guangmo Huimei might not even know.
"It's just meat on a stick.
Then it's cooked and eaten.
Do you understand?"
I explained to her in the simplest words possible.
Then Ashiya Yoshiko nodded with a look of understanding and started asking the cook at home in Japanese.
She saw All of them were shaking their heads.
I guess these chefs are used to making high-end craftsmanship, but snacks are not easy to use.
"They won't," Yoshiko Ashiya said awkwardly.
"Is there a shop like this nearby?
If not, I'd better say goodbye first.
It's not that the food cooked by your chef is not delicious, it's just not to my taste."
"No, wait I know, I know" A few minutes later, the two of us sat in the car and drove out of Ashiya's house.
At this time, he was in a bedroom of Ashiya's house.
The old man of the Ashiya family just happened to hear someone report that we were out, but he just waved his hand without stopping or objecting, as if he expected it.
Our car stopped after ten minutes.
Then she pulled me into a small car parked on the roadside nearby.
It was a wooden car that looked like a small facade, with a cloth curtain hanging on it and white smoke rising from the top of the car.
After I opened the curtain, I saw that there was actually a small food and drink shop inside.
There are several chairs placed around the wooden cart, and there is a big pot on the wooden cart, and there are all kinds of skewers squatting in the pot.
"Lu skewers."
Yoshiko Ashiya thought that was what I meant by "lu skewers."
I smiled and shook my head and said, "No, this is boiled meat skewers.
That's what you Japanese call Oden.
I know, but it's different from our skewers.
Our skewers are grilled.
Do you understand barbecue?"
She was stunned and looked a little discouraged.
Then I suddenly thought of something and pulled me and said: "I know there is a barbecue restaurant nearby that is still open.
Come on, let's go there to eat."
But this time I didn't move.
I smiled and said, "No need.
This is it.
I've always been curious about roadside oden in Japan, so let's just eat this."
"That's fine if you want to eat it."
She started to order, and soon soju and ramen were brought out.
The boss was a chubby Japanese man with a sweat towel tied on his head and an apron on his body, with a smile on his face.
Enthusiastic look.
"This ramen is good, haha.
It tastes better than instant noodles."
Before eating authentic Japanese ramen, I always thought that Japanese ramen was similar to the instant noodles we eat in China, but now after eating it, I realized that the two are actually different. of.
"Why don't you eat?
I remember you didn't have dinner."
I ate with relish and was very interested in this unique snack.
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"I, I'd better forget it."
She waved her hands repeatedly.
"Why aren't you hungry?"
After I asked, her stomach growled as soon as she waved.
I laughed.
Although she said she wasn't hungry, her body was still very honest.
I signaled the boss to get her some skewers of oden.
Ashiya Yoshiko looked a little embarrassed and said: "I, I haven't eaten anything from outside since I was a child.
Even if I go to a restaurant, it's always been done by family members.
I'm not sure if the food in this kind of place is a living thing."
"Miss, didn't I test it for you?
It's definitely not poisonous.
Don't worry.
Otherwise, drink some wine.
I remember that Japanese people can drink when they are twenty.
You should be twenty already."
"I'm nineteen."
Before she could finish her sentence, her stomach growled again.
At my instigation, she finally tried a roadside stall.
As a result, the girl's eyes started to light up as soon as she took a bite, and then she started gobbling it up.
This oden was delicious.
The sticks on the table piled up one after another, and the boss couldn't cook them as fast as she could eat them.
"It's delicious."
Both the boss and I were dumbfounded.
Ashiya Yoshiko looks thin and small, but she tastes really unambiguous.
"Well, it's quite delicious.
I've never eaten these before.
You know, they're just very fresh."
After she finished speaking, she ordered several more skewers.
I smiled and said, "If you go to China with me, you will probably starve to death after eating all the Chinese food and returning to Japan, haha."
After eating and drinking, I poured a glass of wine and lit a cigarette.
My body was warm and my heart felt a little more stable.
I heard the occasional sound of vehicles on the road not far away.
As well as the passers-by who sometimes passed by, the boss looked at us with a smile.
It was warm and safe in the wooden cart under the curtain, and people seemed to feel happy all of a sudden.
"Okay.
I'm full, it's time for you to tell a story," Yoshiko Ashiya grabbed me and said.
"Didn't Jun Yan tell you all the stories last time?"
I shrugged.
"What Brother Junyi said last time was just a general process.
I want to hear the details.
Well, let's first talk about what happened to you under that temple.
No, I want to hear first whether you have ever killed anyone.
When was the last time I killed someone?"
She grabbed me and asked with a smile.
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"Is it the first time I kill someone?
That's a long time.
The first time I killed someone was when I was twenty years old.
The person I killed was you Japanese and a senior of the Qianli family.
It was because of this incident that I got to know Qianliyu.
Damn it, I also went to jail for this matter.
At that time, I felt that my life might never have a future."
I smoked a cigarette and started to tell her the story in a low voice, but the boss was Japanese, so he didn't even think about it.
I just can't understand our conversation.
After chatting slowly all night, when the night fell and the bodyguard came up to urge her, she realized that it was time to go back.
"It's time for me to go.
I'll talk to you and listen to stories next time I have a chance."
Yoshiko Ashiya asked, still wanting to know.
"Okay, it's time for me to go back.
By the way, let me ask, where was the ring you were wearing when we first met last time?"
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