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Chapter 2 Chinese people are actually monsters, right?

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    After Mayumi left, there were almost no people in the store, and it was almost time for dinner, so who would come to sit in the cafe except the rebellious boy.

    Therefore, Xia Zhi seized the opportunity, quickly walked into the workshop, took out iron pots and other kitchen supplies from the cabinet, went to the place where the water was boiled on the counter, and set up the pot.  After tidying up a small space, Xia Zhi put the cutting board on it, and took out some potatoes, some radishes, some scallions and a bunch of seasonings from under the counter.

    Two months ago, the store manager Liu Xiazhi didn't say a word when he was eating in the store. He stared at the store manager for more than 20 minutes, and when he saw the store manager packing things skillfully, he knew that this  The coffee shop is not reliable at all.

    As the saying goes, those who are close to ink are black, Xia Zhi has also become a good cook at the counter of the coffee shop.  Although only simple things can be done.

    "Hey, is Zhijun Xia cooking here today?"

    Some of the guests heard it, and those who can ask such questions are obviously old customers.

    "The store manager went to Miss Les Mei's concert again, so I made it myself today."

    "Xia Zhijun make me a curry."

    "I'm sorry that my skills are not good enough to make curry. There are no ingredients for instant curry now."

    "Really, what a pity." The guest felt a little regretful.

    Xia Zhi opened the refrigerator and glanced, there were still five eggs.

    "Uncle Nakamura, there are still five eggs in the refrigerator, do you want fried eggs?"

    "Really? I'm lucky today, so bring me one. Xia Zhijun's fried eggs are delicious."

    "Well, although selling fried eggs in a coffee shop is a bit of a thing." Xia Zhi looked around the shop, besides Uncle Nakamura, there were two girls who looked like junior high school students chatting at a table.

    "Two beautiful ladies, do you want fried eggs?" Xia Zhi called out, and the two junior high school girls turned their heads and saw Xia Zhi who was greeting them both.

    "Ah, Senior Xia Zhi, are you cooking today?"

    "I heard you! I want one too! Do you want Jasmine?"

    "Yes. Senior Xia Zhi, please excuse me."

    Xia Zhi waved his hand to show that he understood, then set up the frying pan, poured some oil, turned on the heat, and saw that it was almost ready, picked up an egg and knocked it on the table, and poured the egg into the frying pan with one hand  , The technique is very skillful, obviously he has fried eggs a lot.

    The aroma spread out, and the small coffee shop was full of aroma.  The three customers were waiting eagerly, waiting for Xia Zhi to bring the fried eggs.

    Now it is different from when it opened, Xia Zhi took three plates with fried eggs in both hands and delivered them to the three of them.

    "I have eaten it many times, but I still think Xia Zhijun's fried eggs are delicious. My girlfriend will be very happy."

    Uncle Nakamura teased Xia Zhi.

    "Yes, if I have a girlfriend." Xia Zhi replied nonchalantly.

    The two junior high school girls thanked each other happily.  Xia Zhi went back to the counter to prepare the food. He said it was food, but in fact it was just mixed fried rice. He used the leftover rice from the curry made by the store manager last night. It was barely enough for one person.

    What was given to the three of them was actually just a fried egg, which was eaten in less than three minutes.  Uncle Nakamura came to the counter to check out.

    "Xia Zhijun, how much is it?"

    "Ah, three hundred yen is enough for coffee."

    "Hey, what about fried eggs?"

    "The store manager will kill me if he knows that I charge money for frying an egg." Xia Zhi said half-jokingly.

    Omelettes are no better than staple foods like curry, and it doesn't matter whether they charge or not, anyway, this shop doesn't have many people.  The store manager occasionally makes some things for guests to taste, mostly at half price, such as curry, but he does not charge for some cheap ones such as small cakes and fried eggs.

    "The store manager is reallythen forget it this time. Say thank you to the store manager for me." Uncle Nakamura left with a satisfied smile.

    Uncle Nakamura is an office worker. He is usually very busy. He occasionally comes to sit in a coffee shop, which is commonly known as a social animal in Japan.  Xia Zhi is quite content to let him leave with a smile.  Uncle Nakamura can almost be regarded as a stable fan of this coffee shop.

    The two junior high school girls also greeted Xia Zhi at this time.

    "Senior Xia Zhi, the bill is settled."

    "Well, black tea and cake, a total of 1,250, just 1,200 will do."

    "Here. Senior Xia Zhi, you have to settle accounts carefully, ??? Accumulate a little work experience.  So it's not unreasonable to say that the girls in Yuhua High School are relatively weak in hands-on ability.  "

    "That's a private aristocratic school, who can study in it will be short of the money earned by part-time jobs, people, you have to use your brain often." Xia Zhi sighed.

    The store manager stared, "Are you saying that I don't use my brain when I talk and do things?"

    "No, you heard wrong."

    The two chatted first, and more than half an hour passed like this, and it was almost time to get off work at eight o'clock.

    "It seems that there are not many guests today, so you can go back. I'll just sort out the rest."

    "It won't be long anyway, let's go together."

    "Don't you have to go to class tomorrow?"

    "When I was in China, I went to bed at one o'clock in the morning and woke up at six o'clock every morning. I had nothing to do. Do you still care about such a small thing?"

    "you Chinese are all monsters, right?"

    "Compared to the high school students on your side, they are far behind. People with superpowers, light novel writers, cartoonists there is nothing that is not a high school student."

    "Asshole, don't confuse fiction with reality."

    By the time Xia Zhi came out of the store, it was already 8:20.  Xia Zhi¡¯s house is actually a bit far from here. His apartment is between the school and the coffee shop, and the coffee shop is farther away.  But it's a distance that can be walked in more than ten minutes.  The coffee shop is a little farther away, it's all because of the location, it's more roundabout.

    Walking and walking, Xia Zhi came to an apartment building that looked like it had been around for a certain period of time.

    This is a two-story apartment building with a total of six rooms. Except for the one lived by the landlady and the one rented by another guest, only Xia Zhi lives here.  He took out the key and opened the door, and a faint light shot into the dark room, which was the brilliance bestowed by street lamps.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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