The other party blinked and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan curiously.

From time to time, pedestrians passed by the two of them.

The girl looked at her for a while, and said a few words in a gurgling manner.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't know what it meant, so he shook his head and made a confused expression, indicating that he didn't understand.

The other party glanced at him, then said nothing, turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't care when he saw this.

Just curious just now.

Then he entered this Japanese restaurant with a price comparison.

As soon as I entered the door, two beautifully dressed guests in kimonos bent down 90 degrees: "いらっしゃい口せ (Welcome.)"

"Shuke, こちらへどうぞ!"

One of them bent over and led it to a hint.

Zhou Xiaochuan probably understood what it meant, nodded, and followed her in directly.

The outside is decorated with marble and glass. When you come in, you are decorated with wood. There are many plastic flower ornaments around you. The paintings and lanterns on the wall are all Japanese-style.

Many beautiful women in kimonos were drinking in private rooms, and melodious Japanese-style music came from the entire hall.

Overall it looks very high-end.

After Zhou Xiaochuan came in, he felt out of place with the person inside.

Clothes alone are a huge gap.

When others say hello, they always nodded, but he only nodded.

Inside are compartments, with people wearing men's kimono and wearing white turbans, serving customers.

After coming in, the female welcome guest said something to him.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan said in Russian: "I don't understand what you are saying!"

Hearing his words, the other party reacted and stopped saying anything and took him to a private room.

This is a bar that can sit at seven or eight people.

Inside is where the chef works.

The woman took him to the private room, and soon a man in a kimono like a pajama came in.

The woman talked to the other party for a while, then bowed to Zhou Xiaochuan, greeted him and left the room.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the tatami in front of him, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on it, and looked at the chef in front of him.

The other party probably knew that he couldn't speak Japanese.

But it doesn't matter.

In the world of capital, just have money, and if you have money, you can enjoy God-like services.

The other party turned around and took a colorful menu and handed it to him, which read in English, Japanese, and French.

I can barely understand English, but nothing else can be understood anyway.

It is similar to the kind that comes from later generations, but the pictures are not as exquisite as those of later generations. They are taken directly as they are, and they look not as appetizing as the pictures of later generations.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a look at it casually.

Point to the familiar ones inside and click a few casually.

Salmon, scallops, prawn sashimi, several kinds of sashimi sushi, a portion of sake, a portion of wagyu beef that looks very comfortable, and finally ordered a portion of Karaoke eel rice.

He has known these, so he dares to eat them.

He didn't try the rest of the things he hadn't seen before, such as the tuna eye, which had a pair in his space.

I know that it can be eaten, but I can't make it. It's a pity to throw it away, so I put it in the space.

Speaking of which, the 200-pound tuna in the space only ate half of it.

There are still a lot left.

After reading it, the chef understood what it meant, and said something to him, and then began to deal with the things.

The first thing I served was not the dishes he ordered, but a few appetizers came.

The two were far apart. The other party held a wooden oar, placed the thing on it, and handed it directly to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Cold tofu, sauce drizzled with wood fish flowers.

Boiled small conch, sour plums with small kelp, chrysanthemum radish, sea urchin sauce stuffed eggs, sour lotus root...

There are a total of more than ten side dishes.

There are many quantities, but they are all small, and they all look very exquisite.

A few dishes were served, so it was convenient to start tidying up his main course. There was a pool next to it, which was processed and washed.

Zhou Xiaochuan poured a small glass of sake and ate there with the side dishes.

I picked up a mouthful of cold tofu and put it in my mouth. It was actually similar to the Japanese tofu in the spicy hot pot in later generations.

With a faint egg smell.

Sweet and sour flavor.

Most of them are sweet and sour, with occasionally chili peppers.

After a while, the chef brought out a salmon sashimi placed on the ice, with a piece of mustard mud that had just been rubbed out.

Not many, only five or six pieces.

Zhou Xiaochuan picked up a piece, dipped it in some soy sauce and mustard, and put it in his mouth. The spicy smell of mustard penetrated his nose.

There were only a few dollars at first, so I finished it in just a few seconds.

The rest is a long wait.

Now he finally knows why so many people like to eat high-end Japanese cuisine. Maybe it’s because they haven’t eaten it before, and it feels quite delicious.

But he was thinking in his heart.

It probably has something to do with the small amount, so I will lose it after taking a few bites, and the rest will have to be waited.

How can it not be delicious?

I waited for a few days and then I was gone.

While having dinner, the door behind him was opened, and the girl in front walked in with her schoolbag on her back.

There was also a waiter behind him.

The girl pointed at Zhou Xiaochuan and said to the waiter. Seeing this, the other party looked at Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan probably understood what it meant and nodded immediately.

Seeing this, the other party nodded and left.

The girl came in, pulled the door up, put her schoolbag in the open space next to her, and sat next to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Seeing this, the chef brought her a pair of tableware.

The other party did not move the tableware, but looked at him curiously.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, poured himself another glass of wine, and then said in a low voice: "Do you understand what I say?"

The other party nodded curiously, but still didn't say anything.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhou Xiaochuan pointed to the dishes on the table and signaled to the girl next to the chef.

It means another one.

The other party understood what it meant and also gave her a copy.

The girl said at this time: "Sir, the things here are very expensive!"

The voice is sweet, but the speech is very stiff.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard this. He naturally saw the price. The price was yen, but he was not interested in converting how much RMB or how much US dollars.

Then he asked her: "My surname is Zhou, Zhou Ming, what is your name? How can you speak Chinese?"

Hearing his words, the girl whispered.

The girl's name is Masako Yoshihara. She is now a sophomore in the law department of the University of Tokyo this year. As for why she speaks Chinese, it is because someone at home knows Chinese.

As for the reason, the other party did not explain.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan did not ask. After all, the other party’s family background was just a foreign land. When he met someone who could speak Chinese, he felt a little curious.

It seems that I guessed wrongly, the other party is actually 20.

However, Masako Yoshihara looks very pretty and has very delicate facial features.

Then he smiled at her:
To be continued...