Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 177 Meeting the Family

The good things promised to the princess cannot be easily changed.

Erika is a very stubborn child.

For example, last night when she wanted to eat Wumu Fried Rice, she waved the note of Wumu Fried Rice in front of Lu Mingfei until he bought it for herself.

This feeling is actually very good, making Lu Mingfei feel more and more that she smells like fireworks.

Like a girl who can play petty temper.

Lu Mingfei put on his raincoat and walked around the back street of Tokyo University with an umbrella.

A female reporter reported the current situation in Tokyo in the wind and rain.

She held the microphone in one hand, and had to hold her skirt tightly with the other to keep the spring from blooming.

The news said that this level of sleeping would not affect the safety of Tokyo, and the powerful drainage facilities would empty the city's stagnant water within a few hours.

This kind of words comforted many people, but everyone still dared not come out.

Office workers stayed at home to shelter from the rain.

Lu Mingfei seemed like a guest who suddenly broke into the rain.

In the backstreet of the University of Tokyo in the afternoon, a cab was parked.

All four feet of the trolley were half submerged in the water.

Not out of business.

Lu Mingfei heaved a sigh of relief, put the umbrella aside, and stood under the awning of the trolley.

"A bowl of soy sauce ramen, a bowl of beef teppanyaki ramen, add a marinated egg, take away."

The boss kneads the dough with both hands and beats it bang bang on the cutting board.

The rainwater hit the shed at the same time, crackling.

The two harmoniously formed an orchestra, bringing a different style to the complicated world.

He counted the change and put enough by the cutting board.

"Please wait."

The master wiped off the flour on his hands with a towel, and put the money into the drawer with a smile.

It seemed that he didn't need to count them specifically, and he could see how much money there was at a glance.

Lu Mingfei went to see the ramen chef.

He is about five or sixty years old, his hair is all white, but he is very strong, which can be seen from his straight waist.

And he kneaded the dough with steady hands.

Lu Mingfei has heard that 80.00% of the culinary art of ramen is in Japanese ramen.

When ramen masters learn, they have to start by exercising the strength of their wrists and arms.

Judging from the hand-kneading technique of the ramen master, it is indeed quite capable.

"Little brother, why did you come out to eat noodles under such heavy rain today?"

The ramen chef asked with a smile while patting the dough.

"Then master, you also come out to set up a stall to do business on a rainy day~ If it weren't for us, you would definitely have no business in this weather."

"I'm different from you young people. If you don't sell noodles, you will have no money. If you don't have money, you will starve to death. Therefore, no matter whether it is rainy, sunny or cold, you have to come out every day to set up a stall."

The ramen chef inserts his hand into the dough and starts shaking it.

The strong five fingers can penetrate deeply into the innermost part of the dough each time, and then divide them into individual noodles.

He sighed and smiled, with indescribable vicissitudes on his face.

"I'm going to have a good time."

"How old is the boss this year? Are there not many children and grandchildren?"

"I'm eighty this year, and I haven't been married in my life. Where did my children and grandchildren come from?"

The ramen master is constantly separating out the noodles and placing them orderly into the soup pot.

eighty?

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

This ramen chef looks too young, ordinary people in their eighties should be stooped, how could he have such a radiant face.

He raised his eyes and looked at the ramen master again, feeling a little surprised.

No wonder...although it was very subtle, even hard to detect, Lu Mingfei still smelled the mixed-race scent on the old man.

The first thought in his mind was that the Bajia of Sheqi had discovered their whereabouts and sent people to monitor them.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems unlikely.

According to Yuan Zhisheng's appearance as a sister-in-law, if Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Erika were caught, dozens of cars full of gangsters would block the entire street.

And when it comes to his sister, he always takes action himself.

Is it someone who has retired in the last century and is no longer in the mixed race circle?

This idea seems a bit possible.

The genes of mixed races are powerful, and it is destined to be difficult to combine with ordinary people.

If you don't meet a suitable heterosexual hybrid, there is a high probability that you will be single for a lifetime.

As far as Lu Mingfei knew, only Chu Zihang's biological father was a mixed race who married an ordinary person, and the two divorced later.

There is no way, there are too many secrets about the mixed race, and I can't tell my wife who is an ordinary person.

In the long run, there will be estrangement between husband and wife.

After all, no one wants their husband to go out every three days and stay home all day and all night.

The ramen master should be such a mixed race.

But guess it was like this, in the end Lu Mingfei decided to ask his name, and let Norma look it up when he went back.

Otherwise he is worried.

"What's the master's name?"

"Everyone calls me Master Yue."

"Is it the first name? What about the last name? I want to know the full name of the master so that I can give you a sign in the future."

The movement of the ramen chef stirring the noodle soup suddenly stopped.

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Little brother asks too much."

His voice was deep and friendly, but there was an undeniable meaning in it.

The aura of the whole person is like a sword just out of the furnace, hot and sharp.

This momentum... is a bit like Yuan Zhisheng.

The doubts in Lu Mingfei's heart deepened.

Of course, it's not easy for him to show it. At least for now, the ramen master doesn't seem to be someone sent by the Sheqi Bajia.

He didn't continue to ask, and waited obediently for the ramen master to pack two bowls of ramen.

"Come back anytime."

Sending Lu Mingfei off, the ramen master continued to knead the noodles tirelessly.

But judging from the empty streets, there will not be another guest today.

……

"What happened to that ramen shop?"

"It's not in the plan, but it's the Sheqi Bajia?"

"Ask me? This area is obviously in your charge!"

"...Forgot, let the 13th go to that ramen shop to find out the details, it should not be from the Sheqiba family."

"Forget about this ramen chef, find a way to get Lu Mingfei to take Patriarch Uesugi to the underwear store today."

"Why go to the lingerie store? Shouldn't a hot spring trip be better if we get closer? Let the waiter put their futons in the same room..."

Jiude's sackcloth had black lines all over his face.

Potato Chips and Sanwu were more enthusiastic about discussing these things than she was.

She even suspected that this was the nature of the two of them, neither Sister Yu nor Gao Leng.

But gossip!

Just when she was about to refute the case, the phone on the table rang.

A new message was sent to her phone.

"If you are in love with each other, arrange to meet your family members."

As usual, there is no sender information, but Mai Shutoku knows that this is the boss's unique contact method.

Before she understood the meaning of this sentence, a family photo was sent over immediately.

Mai Shutoku's eyes widened in surprise.

She really didn't expect that such a group of extras would come here to have fun in such a lively Tokyo city.

(End of this chapter)