I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"welcome!"

A young office worker wearing a cheap black suit walked into the store, glanced at the store, then looked at Takasaki Tsuki and Uchiha Naruto in the cooking area, frowned, and waved his hand to reject Takasaki Anko, who was in charge of serving customers. The hot towels that were delivered turned around and left.

"Sorry, I have an appointment with a friend, and I went to the wrong store."

"It's really rude. I walked into the store and left without ordering anything." Gao Qixing complained.

"I told you it's not okay. There are only a few young high school students like us in the store. Customers must think it's unreliable when they see it. Why would they come to patronize?"

Takasaki Izakaya has been open for almost half an hour, but there is still no business. There were customers who came in before. Seeing that Takasaki Yue, who is the chef, is so tender, he just found an excuse and ran away.

Although the cooking industry is not like traditional Chinese medicine, the older you get, the more popular it is, but the most popular are the vigorous and experienced chefs in their 40s and 50s. Even 30 years old seems a bit young, let alone a female high school student like Takasaki Yue .

Although Takasaki Yue couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, he still encouraged his sister:

"Our Takasaki izakaya has been here for ten years, and there are some regular customers, and it will be the peak time of izakaya business soon. There are only a few shops nearby, and customers will naturally come when they are full."

Having said that, Takasaki Tsuki's tone did not have much confidence.

Naruto Uchiha also sighed when he saw this, the future of this store is really bleak, and his first part-time job will not end so soon.

But I am just an ordinary worker, so I don't have much to say.

Suddenly, a bald uncle in his fifties with a shy belly entered the store. After he opened the curtain and entered, he hesitated for a moment at the door, and finally found a seat.

"Mr. Hasegawa, welcome!"

After taking the wet towel from Takasaki Anko and wiping his face, the bald uncle asked:

"Why hasn't your store opened recently? And why are you two girls alone, Boss Takasaki?"

"My father is sick, and he won't be able to come to the store in a few days. Before that, we depended on our sisters. Mr. Hasegawa, what do you want to eat?"

Takasaki Xing blinked and blinked, showing a pitiful expression, and asked tenderly.

"Boss Takasaki is not here, so there must be no more yusheng. Well, let's have edamame, octopus with wasabi, and sake." The bald uncle didn't look at the menu, and reported the name of the dish familiarly.

The bald uncle ordered side dishes that could be served simply, without the need for a chef. It seemed that he still had doubts about Takasaki Yue's craftsmanship.

The order this time is probably because I am a regular customer, so I am embarrassed to turn around and leave.

Naruto Uchiha said secretly.

But it's open after all.

"Okay, come right away."

"Student Uchiha, can you trouble me with the handling of the little octopus?" Takasaki Yue asked.

"It's a piece of cake."

Naruto Uchiha took out a fishing net, fished out a few live and jumping octopuses from the water tank, washed them with salt water, cut them with a knife, cleaned out the internal organs, and then cut them into sashimi, which can be served on a plate.

Although it is called wasabi octopus, most shops actually use cheap horseradish sauce.

Squeeze horseradish sauce over the glistening, twitching baby octopus spines and serve them with edamame.

Takasaki Anko took out a small square wooden box, put a glass wine glass inside, and then poured wine face to face. After the wine glass was filled, the sake overflowed to the wooden box outside.

The bald man first moved his mouth to carefully sip the sake that was full in the center of the glass, then picked up a moving octopus tentacle, dipped it in horseradish sauce, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Because of the pungent taste of horseradish, the bald man seemed to put on a mask of pain, and then took a swig from his wine glass, with a pained and beautiful expression on his face.

Naruto Uchiha looked at this scene and felt his scalp itchy. He couldn't even accept sashimi, let alone octopus sashimi. I heard that there are more vigorous live-swallowed octopuses in Japan. Raw octopus doesn't even need to be processed. , Swallow it alive, and enjoy the suffocation of the octopus struggling in the mouth, and the sucker sucking the throat.

"Mr. Hasegawa, and this dish of wine thief is a gift from us."

Jiu Pirates is made by marinating seafood viscera with salt and spicy for a long time. It has a unique sweet and fresh flavor. Although the smell is strong, many alcoholics like this one, which can make people drink wine without knowing it. Finished, so it is called wine robber.

"Then I'm not going to be polite. Since there are such appetizers, the wine must not be enough. Girls of the Takasaki family, let's drink some more sake. Hmm...give me some Nanban chicken nuggets!"

The bald-headed uncle finally placed a more substantial order, and Takasaki Yue's expression cheered up.

The chicken had already been divided and cut, so Naruto Uchiha didn't need to do anything. Tsuki Takasaki worked skillfully in the cooking area, and soon brought the Nanban fried chicken to the table.

The bald man picked up a piece of fried chicken with a golden skin, wrapped it in a secret sauce made of mayonnaise and tartar sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Biting through the crispy skin, the thick juice erupted in the mouth while chewing. The chicken was full and full, mixed with the rich flavor of custard and sweet and sour aroma, satisfying his taste buds, and at the same time, he became addicted to alcohol.

He raised the wine glass and drank it down, then poured the residual wine from the wooden tree into the wine glass and drank it. The bald uncle raised his thumb:

"The eldest daughter of the Takasaki family, your craftsmanship is really good. The taste of this Nanban chicken nugget is better than your father's."

"Thank you for your compliment!"

Takasaki Yue bowed again and again with some trepidation.

"After eating such delicious fried chicken, I'm craving your signature sashimi again, but it seems that you didn't buy anything today?" the bald man asked.

"Well, I'm sorry, after all, Dad is not here..."

"That's right. The taste of sashimi depends on a knife. Boss Takasaki's craftsmanship is not easy to find a substitute."

Maybe it was the bald-headed uncle who made a good start, and the Takasaki Bureau wine shop finally turned around, and customers came to the door one after another.

However, during the prime business hours at 7 o'clock, only half of the vacant seats were barely filled.

"Table 2, I want a teriyaki chicken drumstick rice and soda."

"For table 5, add two servings of yakitori, one serving of fried croquettes, and a pinch of beer."

Takasaki Yue calculated in his mind that although there was no profit for such a traffic flow, at least there was no loss, and the store could continue to operate, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eh——? Boss Takasaki is sick. It's rare for me to catch such a big sea bream, and I want the boss to make sashimi for me to enjoy."

A middle-aged man wearing a fisherman's hat, a gray long-sleeved rainproof hoodie, and big shorts came into the store. He was dressed like a typical fisherman and complained loudly.

"Otsuka, you don't have an air force this time? Could it be you who bought this snapper?" The bald-headed uncle looked at the big red fish in the bucket and joked.

The fisherman sneered, and picked up the snapper by the tail directly from the bucket.

The big red fish, which was longer than the arm, struggled back and forth, and almost broke free from the palm several times, showing amazing vitality!