Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 155 Sister Yu’s feelings are also poetry

Mai Shutoku looked in the direction of Zhou Xuan's finger.

I saw a wooden van parked on the street, with white steam rising above it, exuding a warm smell.

This kind of human-powered minivan is called "ラーメン屋台车" in Japan, and it is specially designed for small vendors selling ramen in the streets.

The door panel on one side opens up to reveal a small rain shelter. Two wooden benches are placed under the shelter, so customers can sit down and order their food while the ramen chef operates from the car.

The boiler burning hot soup and various ingredients are neatly arranged on the chopping board. If guests want a more private environment, they can put down the heavy calico cover, which can just cover their upper body.

A small van is like a shop, and even though it is small, it has all the essentials.

Compared with the ingenuity of other so-called "Ramen Sage" from famous families, the environment and taste of this kind of yatai cart are a bit worse, but the price is also a lot cheaper.

This is a small street at the back entrance of National University of Tokyo. The fresh-faced Tokyo University students still frequent this small shop.

Mai Shutoku was a music student at the University of Tokyo, and she visited this shop once during her school days.

She couldn't remember much about the taste of the ramen. She only remembered that the ramen chef didn't have very good taste in women.

Mai Shutoku remembered that there were several CDs on the shelf above the soup pot. On the CD was a woman taking off her bathrobe to her waist, with her hands folded across her chest, squeezing the ravine on her chest to be particularly conspicuous.

The woman on the CD is Maria Ozawa, who is of mixed Canadian and Japanese descent.

As a native Japanese girl, she felt that this teacher was neither as soft as Japanese women like cherry blossoms nor as enchanting as Japanese horses like roses.

Compared with her, Potato Chip Girl is a gorgeous girl!

Thinking of this, Mai Shutoku couldn't help but pout her rosy lips slightly, and said with a little complaint: "How about changing to another restaurant? I don't really want to eat ramen."

She is not the kind of pampered princess who can only enjoy luxurious delicacies such as French meals with complicated procedures in splendid hotels.

Mai Shutoku is completely okay with these roadside stalls.

During the few days of traveling in Yichang with Zhou Xuan, the two of them wandered around various small shops in the streets and alleys, looking for the most authentic local characteristics.

Regarding the busy stall with simple decoration, Mai Shutoku felt that it was very smoky, as if she were in the human world.

But later, when she shared interesting anecdotes from the trip with Potato Chip Girl, Su Enxi hit the nail on the head and revealed the truth.

"Ha! You have long legs. You can deceive your sisters, but don't deceive yourself! You have never been such a down-to-earth person. To drink water, you must drink Evian, and to drive, you must go supercar."

"In order to invite you to dinner, the prince of the United Arab Emirates bought a Michelin-starred restaurant in France, and then sent the chef there to our hotel on a special plane. You still ignored him and just slept in the room. I made him wait all night in vain!"

"The reason why you feel that those small stalls and shops have the so-called ghostly fireworks atmosphere is because the person traveling with you is Zhou Xuan!"

"A man will die for his bosom friend, and a woman will look for her to please herself. The word "beautiful and beautiful" actually applies to men as well."

"Even if an impeccable top-notch handsome guy like Zhou Xuan pulls me to chew tree bark, I will still feel that this man has such unique taste, so different from those greasy licking dogs!"

Faced with such sharp and cold remarks from Potato Chip Girl, Shutoku Mai was instantly helpless and furious, and continued to speak harshly with a mixture of shame and anger.

"This is absolutely impossible!! Am I the kind of person who will be carried away by love!?"

In response to this, Potato Chip Girl sneered. Instead of answering directly, she picked up Mai Shutoku's cell phone and lit up the screen.

I saw a somewhat blurry photo on the phone's screen saver.

The background of the photo is a quaint study room filled with books. In the photo, a man and a woman are cuddling each other. The man had a bright and handsome smile, but the thumbs up in front of him was a little awkward.

The woman looked up to the sky, elegant and refined, with long flowing hair and a smile on her lips, and her bright eyes were as bright as stars.

"After Zhou Xuan returned to Kassel College from Rongcheng, your screensaver changed to this photo with him. If I guessed correctly, the key in your bedside table should belong to Zhou Xuan's villa... …”

Before Potato Chip Girl could finish her words, Mai Shutoku snatched the phone back and fled in a panic.

……

Thinking of this, Jiude Mai couldn't help but blush slightly and looked at Zhou Xuan.

What is this guy’s phone screen saver?

She looked at the environment in the car out of the corner of her eye and found Zhou Xuan's cell phone in the water glass slot.

Without any hesitation, Mai Shutoku used her many years of ninja skills to calmly put the phone into the palm of her hand.

But Zhou Xuan, whose senses are far beyond those of ordinary people, still noticed Mai Shutoku's little moves.

He raised his eyebrows and told the other party about the identity of the owner of this small shop without revealing it.

"Then after I finish meeting the ramen chef of this small shop, let's eat somewhere else." Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mai Shutoku frowned slightly, and while secretly operating Zhou Xuan's mobile phone, she asked doubtfully: "What ramen chef is worth a visit in person?"

"How should I put it? This master had a certain status in the Japanese underworld before he retired."

"What status?"

"The head of the eight Sheqi families of the previous generation."

Mai Shutoku:?

Do you have any misunderstanding about the term "certain status"?

She asked with a surprised look on her face: "Isn't the last head of the Sheqi Eight Family dead? Even if he is not dead, how could he, the underworld supreme leader who stomps his feet in Tokyo, and Osaka can feel the shock clearly, is here? Planting a place to sell ramen?"

Zhou Xuan rubbed his eyebrows and his expression gradually calmed down: "Maybe all emperors were cursed by the White Emperor when they were born, and their fates are always twists and turns."

"According to the records in the ancient Japanese book "Emperor's Chronicle", at the beginning of the birth of Japanese hybrids, every descendant of the White King was a super hybrid that could exceed the critical blood limit, but they soon faced a huge crisis. catastrophe."

"The White King has revived."

Before she finished speaking, Shutoku Mai slowly sat up straight with a solemn expression.

Although the emperors of the mythical era have long since died, when their names are mentioned again tens of millions of years later, they are still like burning fire, and their endless brilliance makes people awe-inspiring.

Zhou Xuan continued: "In order to send the resurrected White King back to the underworld, all the super hybrids were basically killed and injured at that time, which led to the rapid degradation of the Japanese hybrid bloodline. In the end, only a very small number of the descendants of the three great priests were There is a chance that a unique emperor will be born."

Mai Shutoku had also read some history about Japan before and knew the identities of the three great priests.

Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi and Susanoo.

The eight Sheki families are divided into three inner families and five outer families. The inner three families are the Uesugi family, the Genji family and the Tachibana family. They are the descendants of the three great priests.

"But according to common sense, there should be no more super hybrids in the Sheqi family. The ramen chef opposite us is the last emperor." Zhou Xuan smiled slightly.

Mai Shutoku immediately raised doubts: "Isn't this right? Isn't the current Director of the Executive Bureau of Japan, Minamoto Chiaki, a super hybrid? He is the emperor of this generation of Japan. Could it be that he is some kind of fake and shoddy product?"

(End of this chapter)