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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Second: Lord Shengu, will you stay for a meal?

The heavy door was pushed open, and Hakuno Daigo was still wearing the cheap khaki tweed coat with a shirt and a pair of straight suit pants on his lower body.

Leather shoes can't make any sound when they step on the blanket, but their decisive appearance will naturally make people think that they will make up for the "dou" sound when they step on the tiles.

After entering the door, Hakukano Daigo took off his coat and handed it to Mr. Shimada who followed him.

He had been doing this for decades, and he would not hand it over with his eyes closed. Mr. Shimada naturally took the coat and hung it on the coat rack next to the entrance.

Asakusa stood up and stood up. He had to be polite to visit the other person's house, and the host had to get up to greet him when he came back.

But Chuluye Daigo smiled with a smile on his face while slapping his tie, and waved his hand and said, "Sit! Where do I get so many etiquette here? It's not a famous family... Just treat this place as your own, Kanya Jun!"

Asakawa bowed slightly, but he didn't mean to sit down: "Good evening, Mr. Chairman."

"Just call me uncle, Hanazawa, have you made coffee for Kamiya Jun? The fresh coffee beans I asked to buy were placed on the table. I'm so embarrassed, Kamiya Jun, I usually drink tea, but rarely drink coffee. You young people don't like tea much, right?"

Hearing the words coffee, Torikawa suddenly coughed, while Chulu Nokanazawa looked at him with a blank expression.

"What's wrong with Kanguk?"

After changing out his leather shoes, Hakuro Ogo asked Asikawa to sit down and asked with some concern.

"No, it's okay." Asakawa shook his head and signaled that he had just choked.

Mr. Shimada took a pot of hot water with a wink, replaced the coffee cup that had already been seen in front of Torikawa, replaced it with a new tea cup, and filled it with hot water.

If you are not sure whether the other party drinks tea or not, Mr. Shimada generally does not make tea for the other party.

Although the last time someone came here to visit was several years ago, there were only a handful of guests who could have Mr. Shimada serve him personally.

Asakawa picked up the hot water and took a sip, then looked at Hakuno Daigo without any trace.

He had long felt that this man was really similar to himself, and this set of methods to win people's hearts were obvious but practical.

Many times, those little-achieving bosses are like this. The obvious politeness and ancient heart are to tell you that I want to have a good relationship.

but……

People at the level of Hakuro Ogo really don’t have any deeper considerations?

Tomorrow, Chuan remained silent and decided to deal with the moves.

"I'm here to see the chairman tonight, mainly to talk about what you said at noon today..."

"Let's not talk about this for now, has Kanya Jun eaten?"

Looking at the attitude of Hakuro Ogo, he actually wants to cook?

"What a pity, Hanazawa's mother is not here today, otherwise you must have a taste of the meal made by Hanazawa's mother."

Asakusa was stunned, and he glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

It shouldn't be too late to go back for dinner at half past six.

I guess Haruna is having dinner with Uncle Yeying and the others now, right?

"Then thank the chairman for his kindness." Asakawa stood up and said, "Can I help cook? I think I can cook well."

When Chuluye Daigo smiled happily when he heard this, he said with a smile: "That happens, I am very happy that Kanya is so frank. I don't hate people who are familiar with me. Simply ruling away will only hurt feelings. Those young people recommended by relatives come to find a job. I don't dare to drink them all. They just sit upright all afternoon, very reserved."

"You can't even talk in a generous manner and behave properly, but you can't do a big deal." Chuluo Daigo sighed.

Asukao didn't respond, but just nodded and agreed.

So Chuluo Daigo narrowed his eyes and turned to the kitchen.

Chulu No Hanazawa was still so lazy and noble when he sat on the chair. He even read a book, and had no intention of helping with cooking.

Yes, it is hard to imagine that woman going to the kitchen. It would be very appropriate to describe her without touching her with her fingers.

The kitchen is average, of course it refers to the scale.

It is much larger than the kitchen of an average family, but far from the standard of a hotel kitchen.

However, whether it is kitchen utensils or tableware, even the stove and refrigerator are luxurious, but the large iron pot is not ordinary and old like something in this kitchen.

It was like a group of young and energetic young girls who were infiltrated with a down-and-out old man. He was holding a broken bowl in his hand with a cane, but there was the vicissitudes of time in his eyes.

Perhaps the pot is no longer young, but every time Chuluo Daigo sees it, he can give himself a moment of tranquility and relaxation.

"What will Kanya Jun do?"

"You can make home-cooked sushi ramen, and you can also be good at traditional kaiseki cuisine, but the preparation time is too long and it is not suitable for tonight's occasion... Chinese cuisine is also very good at."

Hakuro Ogo, who had already put on an apron, was stunned when he heard this, loosened the spatula in his hand, and then gave the place to Asikawa.

"Please make sure to make Chinese cuisine...is it Mapo tofu?"

Torikawa smiled bitterly, "Not all Chinese cuisine is...well, it's Mapo tofu."

He was too lazy to explain. Looking at Chuluye Daigo's slightly anticipated look, he had to make this prejudiced Mapo tofu.

Fortunately, he really knows it.

Pure Chinese cuisine is actually not far from Japan. There are differences in local food culture and it needs to be slightly improved in the recipe according to local people's habits.

Anyway, no one eats Sichuan cuisine, it is too spicy. The Mapo tofu that Japanese people think is actually far from the authentic Mapo tofu.

Authentic Mapo tofu, spicy, salty, and fresh, is indispensable. However, Japanese Mapo tofu should reduce the saltiness and be more fresh, and a little sweetness should be added. The spicyness varies from person to person.

This is the truth that Akirakawa has figured out through countless dishes since his reincarnation, and it works very well.

So Chuluo Daigo attacked Akikawa, making Akikawa feel something strange.

Is this really the chairman of a consortium with one hand?

Are you really not an uncle next door or a family man?

At least so far, Hakuro Ogo is as kind as a normal classmate's father, and even gives him an illusion that Hakuro Ogo is actually the chef of Hakuro No Hanazawa?

While dealing with tofu, the man finally spoke.

"How is Kamiya-kun doing in school?"

"If Mr. Chairman refers to study and life, I can only say that Rende College is the best high school institution in Japan. If he refers to something else, I will not understand what you mean."

Asuka's sword skills are straightforward and precise, and the technique with countless points is very sophisticated, which makes Kurono Daigo wonder what he is thinking.

"Haha, of course it's not about studying. Kamiya-kun's grades are excellent. Hanazawa has told me a long time ago that I mean the relationship... Kamiya-kun's such an excellent child must be a suitor, right?"

Torikawa's eyes froze.

Finally revealed his strength.
Chapter completed!
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