The Kamogawa River in Kyoto is shallow and clear, with sparkling waves under the bright sun.

After washing his hands in the river, Yi Feiyun stood up and looked at a bungalow not far away with warm curtains and red lanterns.

"Is that the most famous tea and rice restaurant in Kyoto that you mentioned? The guests are many rich and famous, and the boss was even invited to cook for the emperor. It looks very ordinary. Restaurants in the Central Plains are three or four stories high."

There are many low-rise residential buildings on both sides of the Kamogawa River, and pedestrians of all kinds walk among them.

The wooden house with the word "Firefly Dream" written on the plaque is hidden among the houses. It is difficult to find without guidance. It looks like an ordinary snack bar.

Kurohanmaru rolled his eyes, he didn't believe what Yi Feiyun said at all.

"You're bragging again. Can your restaurant in the Central Plains be built like a castle tower?"

"What's there to brag about? You frog in the well, why don't you just go to the Central Plains and see for yourself? And the name of your hotel, I don't even want to complain about it." Yi Feiyun said speechlessly.

"Isn't this a pretty elegant name?"

"Okay." Yi Feiyun pushed Kurohan Wan forward, "Let's go in first and order whatever you want to eat. I'll treat you."

After entering the house, the two found an unoccupied corner and sat down. There were no chairs here, so they had to sit on cushions.

“Sashimi is a specialty of Japan, so you can’t help but taste it.”

Yi Feiyun raised his hand to call the waiter and asked: "What is your most expensive sashimi?"

The waiter looked at the two people in simple clothes and bowed: "The fat tuna sashimi uses the fat belly meat of black tuna (bluefin tuna) that is most suitable for sashimi. Because it is extremely precious, the price is very high.

In fact, the medium-fat and naked ones are equally good, each with its own flavor. I don’t think it’s inferior to the big-fat one. You two can also try it.”

Do you think we can't afford it? Sure enough, this is a world where people judge people by their appearance... But this guy still knows how to talk, otherwise I would slap him in the face hard.

Yi Feiyun smiled knowingly and slapped a piece of silver on the table.

"Keep the change, please."

At this time, not only the waiter was stunned, but also Kurohanmaru.

The Japanese mainland has been at peace for a long time, and ninjas have not received many missions. Most of them live a life of poverty and poverty. When have they ever seen such a arrogant scene?

After the waiter left, Kurobamaru wondered: "Last time Inosuke made sashimi, didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?"

"That's different." Yi Feiyun said seriously, "There's only soy sauce and no wasabi, so I can't eat it. Wasabi is the soul of sashimi!"

"Ninjas can't eat wasabi." Kurohanmaru said.

"I know, but I'm not a ninja. I'm a lonely gourmet." Yifeiyun said, "You can watch me eat."

Kurohanmaru complained: "Two days ago you said you were a poet, how much identity do you have?"

Because ninjas often need to sneak, hide and climb walls, they have strict requirements on their body odor and weight.

Meats and meat dishes that can increase body odor, such as leeks, onions, ginger, and garlic, are taboo. Since the weight cannot exceed 60 kilograms, the staple food is usually brown rice, wheat, and sweet potatoes, and side dishes include tofu, miso, vegetables, and plums.

Quail eggs, sesame seeds...most of them are foods that can provide nutrition without gaining weight.

"You eat just like a Taoist priest practicing in the mountains." This is Yifeiyun's evaluation of the Ninja recipe.

Although he has been in Japan for more than half a year, this is his first time to eat in the city.

Haguro is several miles away from the city of Kyoto. Yifeiyun is unfamiliar with the place and has social phobia, so he has never left the village.

In the past six months, the news of Chu Zhen's death spread in the blink of an eye throughout the world, from the world to the people, the government and the public, and finally even to the Kingdom of Jin and Japan.

For a moment, people were panicked and undercurrents surged.

Since the explosion at Danya Pavilion, Li Jian and Wulongcheng have heard nothing from Chu Zhen. It seems that this tyrant with unparalleled martial arts skills has really passed away.

However, both Li Jian and Wu Longcheng insisted that the emperor was safe and sound, and ordered to eliminate those who deceived the public. They used Chu Zhen's substitute to control the government, and they were more powerful than before, and they were the real rulers of Dayong.

Although the culprit is dead, there is no sign of peace talks between the imperial court and Wulin. After all, there is still a bloody feud between the two parties.

However, the balance has changed.

Chu Zhen's death greatly boosted the morale of the martial arts heroes. Murong Xue had even begun to assemble a rebel army, preparing to turn from defense to offense to overthrow the Yong Dynasty and seize the world.

More and more people are seeking refuge in Yaowang Valley, not to avoid disaster, but to make contributions and do great things.

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"You don't have to grind so much, right?" Kurohanmaru cast a surprised look.

Yifeiyun was holding a thumb-sized wasabi stem and rubbing it vigorously in circles on the shark skin grinding plate. A small pile of light green mustard had accumulated on the plate.

"Not much, I'm going to make mustard bibimbap."

Yi Feiyun poured a small pile of mustard into the center of the rice, then poured a circle of soy sauce around it, and then began to stir.

After a while, the unique fresh smell of wasabi came out.

Mustard bibimbap, done!

"Freshly ground wasabi is good, but it's a pity that it doesn't have bonito flakes, otherwise it would be perfect."

Yifeiyun took a bite and showed a satisfied expression.

The sweetness of the rice, the saltiness of the soy sauce, and the spiciness of the wasabi, the three flavors blend together in the mouth. The simple but not simple deliciousness is full of youthful stubbornness and vitality, just like the boys and girls on the beach in the hot sun.

In a carnival.

The taste of fresh wasabi puree is actually relatively mild and not as strong as mustard made from horseradish. Eating it in moderation will only hit your head but not your nose.

"Can this be eaten?" Kurohanmaru asked curiously.

"Wouldn't you know it if you taste it yourself?"

Yifeiyun poured some mustard rice into the other person's bowl. He never hesitated to share delicious food because it would add more fun.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

Kuroba Maru closed his eyes tightly after taking a bite, showing a painful expression. He felt a strong fire rushing straight into his throat and nasal cavity.

"It's not actually spicy. It's just that you never eat spicy food, so your tolerance is almost zero." Yi Feiyun said with a smile.

"Step aside!"

At this moment, there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and Yagyu Munenomi came in with a group of samurai.

He looked at Yifeiyun and laughed loudly: "Yifeiyun, you are so brave! You have done such a thing and dare to come to Kyoto in such a big way. You are not taking us seriously!"

Yifeiyun frowned slightly and sneered: "Master Yagyu is looking for Yifeiyun. What does it have to do with my 'Feiyun or person'?"

"Yagyu-sama, you have indeed found the wrong person, Haguro Ryu can prove it." Kurobanemaru suppressed a smile and said, and he also took out Haguro Ryu's token "Kuroba Order".
Chapter completed!