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It was like a hungry little cat licking the tray and making a serene sound.

“……Um.”

The little cat licked all the food in the plate in front of him, then pushed the clean plate to the boy opposite the table. She looked up at the other party, and her crimson eyes narrowed into a shallow crescent moon.

"Brother Qin Ye, can I drink another bowl of Hu La Soup?"

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At 8 o'clock in the evening, Takaki Chinese Restaurant in Chiyoda District, Tokyo.

It was the peak of business, and the restaurants less than 20 square meters were almost full of customers.

Chinese food culture is profound and profound. The owner of this Chinese restaurant is a Chinese. The main food in the restaurant is Gaoji Hu La Soup. It is said that the other party is the 13th generation of Hu La Soup in Xiaoyao Town, Xihua County, Henan Province. The Hu La Soup is simply awesome.

This place is close to Chidorizumi. Many Chinese who are unfamiliar with the place will come in after seeing this restaurant. Of course, there are also many Japanese who come here to be famous. They are conquered by the food here and gradually become regular customers here. Almost every time they come to Chidorizumi to enjoy cherry blossoms, they will come here to drink a bowl of authentic Chinese Hu La soup and a basket of small buns.

Wow, it's really exciting.

However, the atmosphere in the restaurant today was extremely strange. Everyone, including the waiter, looked curiously at the boys and girls in a seat in the restaurant.

The boy was wearing a red and white kimono, and his handsome face looked particularly cold on his sculptural face. He leaned against a pitch-black ancient knife beside his seat.

It makes people think that this boy with cosplay walked out of Chidorizumi and came here to drink a bowl of authentic Chinese Hu La Soup.

But the boy felt like the black ancient sword. At first glance, the hair on his body was shocked by the sharp aura bursting from the other party. Is the ancient sword beside the boy really a prop?

Around her, the girl was wearing a red and white witch suit, with long crimson hair, and even her eyes were as red as a rose. Her whole body was as ethereal as a witch walking out of an ancient shrine.

She drank Hu La Soup in small sips, and her pink tongue, which was as pink as cherry, stretched out from her mouth in a very regular manner. Her actions were so well-behaved that people couldn't help but want to squeeze her face that was slightly bulging because of drinking the soup.

Although the boy has a cold temperament, his eyes look particularly gentle when he looks at the girl beside him.

Is it his sister? But the two of them are wearing red and white witch suits, and they look like a couple who loves cosplay.

Although the people in the restaurant did not know about Himemura Kenshin, the cold and murderous aura that Qin Ye showed was real, just like a killer swordsman who came out of the shogunate era. There was a black knife next to him that seemed to be a real guy.

The girl is more like a witch in a shrine, with a beautiful face and an ethereal temperament that makes people feel that she will overturn the table at any time and dance a witch dance to worship gods.

They are not young people who have never seen cosplay, but most of them are considered to be unemployed. But now seeing the two of them playing cosplay to the point where they are deeply involved in their souls, they can't help but be shocked by this art.

At this moment, almost everyone in the restaurant looked at the two of them intently.

Because of Qin Ye and Hui Liyi's image as deep as the soul, they always feel like a killer and an ethereal witch came to this Chinese restaurant to drink Hu La Soup.

The strong visual impact made them trance for a while, unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Not only these people in Chinese restaurants, but also the young people passing by the Chinese restaurants, their eyes passed through the translucent glass window, and after accidentally glancing at the two people drinking soup in their seats, they couldn't help but stagger a few times, then stumbled back, and looked at the two people in the restaurant with their faces against the glass.

"Brother Qin Ye, why don't you drink it? Is this thing called Hu La Tang not good to drink?"

The girl wrote in her small notebook.

"Ahem, I'm drinking it. Huiliyi, is this Hula soup delicious?"

“It’s delicious.”

The girl's big crescent eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Qin Ye's eyes twitched slightly at the three empty bowls stacked in front of Hui Liyi.

The girl's appetite was so high that he caught him off guard.

You know, the portion of each bowl is absolutely affordable, the mouth of the bowl is bigger than the face, and even if three bowls go down, a man who has been hungry for a day should be full. After all, this Hula soup is not a simple noodle soup.

Qin Ye took a sip and felt the taste of nearly 30 kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs, including pepper, pepper, clove, and meat maker. It is definitely a genuine, authentic and exquisite Chinese delicacy.

Speaking of which, he brought Airii out for dinner not long ago. Looking at the magnificent star hotels around him, he couldn't help but be stunned. Not to mention in Japan, he had never been to these places in China.

At this moment, he accidentally glanced at a Chinese restaurant next to him. Especially after seeing the signboard filled with a steaming Hu La Soup sign in a large bowl, he took Huiliyi and walked in without hesitation.

Once in the suburbs of that coastal city, this cheap and delicious Hu spicy soup almost accompanied him throughout his youth.

Hula Tang is a model for natural harmony of various ingredients. It carries the concepts of inclusiveness, harmony and balance of Chinese classical culture, and even integrates well into the Confucian culture of "moderateness" and is a spirit of inheritance.

For Qin Ye, this deep-rooted dietary preference made him find a familiar and heartwarming feeling in the strange world around him.

However, he has a habit of drinking Hula soup, he must serve a basket of Xiaolongbao, so he usually waits until the Xiaolongbao is served before choosing to start Hula soup.

But today the business of this Chinese restaurant is so good. Xiaolongbao is in short supply and is still steaming in the cage. The waiter can only bring two bowls of Hula soup with a look of guilt.

For Qin Ye, the Hu La Soup without Xiaolongbao always feels that it loses some deliciousness.

By the way, he originally planned to let Huiliyi wait until the Xiaolongbao comes on and start it. After all, the Hula soup that had just been out of the pot during this period was quite hot, but before he could speak, Huiliyi picked up a small spoon and started drinking it.

"Um!"

As soon as she took a small mouth, something shiny burst out from Hui Liyi's beautiful eyes. She looked at Hu La Tang in front of her incredible way, as if the poor had discovered a mysterious treasure.

Then he started to move in small mouths.

Just like licking ice cream before, it seemed to be slow and like a little cat, sticking out its pink tongue and licking it bit by bit, but soon half of the bowl of Hu La soup was drunk by the other party.

And this was just the beginning. In the next five minutes, the girl drank three large bowls of Hu La Soup, and even the waiter was shocked. After all, he came to Qin Ye’s table and ran four times. Good guy, looking at the speed of the girl drinking soup, he was about to run for the fifth time.

Qin Ye looked at the girl with some trembling eyes, and was also shocked by the other party's amazing appetite.

"Don't hurry to erie, there are many more things to drink."

The girl nodded vigorously and wrote on the small notebook: "Yeah! Thank you Brother Qin Ye!"

"Have you never eaten these things?" Qin Ye was a little curious.

After all, the foods such as Hu La Soup here are as good as they are inexpensive and cheap as they are in China.

Hui Liyi shook her head.

In her impression, every time Yuan Zhisheng takes her to dinner, he always lives in a very tall building. The food looks strange, some have big sharp claws, and there is a fishy smell on her body that makes her frown.

Now that I think about it, there is no delicious thing called Hu La Tang. It seems that my brother Yuan Zhisheng's taste has always been very poor. By the way, I will let him taste this delicious food next time.

I just don’t know if Yuan Zhisheng knew that the five-star hotels he took his sister to were disliked by the girls, and even regarded himself as a tasteless guy, would he spit out anger on the spot?

The key is that it is not the more top-notch delicacies that defeat him, but a bowl of spicy soup. If he knows this, it is not even as simple as squirting blood from his mouth. Maybe even the internal organs will explode.

"I'm really sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. This is also the specialty small bun in our store. You can use it slowly. If it's not enough, there will be new ones soon."

The waiter brought a small bag and put it in front of the two of them, and glanced at the layers of empty bowls falling beside Hui Liyi without any trace.

"Do you need to clean up?"

"Thanks."

Qin Ye nodded and thanked him.

After the waiter took the empty bowl away, Hui Liyi looked at the hollow wooden box with curiosity, "Brother Qin Ye, what is this?"

"This is called Xiaolongbao, it is a delicious Chinese delicacy. It can be paired with Hu La Soup. You can try it with pear roe."

Qin Ye said to the girl with some expectations.

"Such a small bun? It doesn't smell very good. Brother Qin Ye, then I'll start to move first." The girl swallowed quietly.

Qin Ye nodded with a chuckling, then lowered his head and drank a sip of Hu La Soup.

Now only one small bun is served. Considering the former's appetite, he decided to let the other party taste it first.

However, he didn't notice that when the girl was talking about the small buns, she stared at the hollow wooden box containing the small buns.

Just as Qin Ye lowered his head to drink the soup, he could hear a click in front of him.

Qin Ye quickly looked up and felt the urge to cover his face on the spot.

I saw Hui Liyi pick up the hollow wooden box of the Xiaolongbao, staring at a corner of the wooden box, and opened her cherry mouth and bit it.

Everyone present stopped what was going on, looked at it with a trembling face, and suddenly the sound of bowls and chopsticks fell all over the floor.

Even the waiter who had not had time to walk away looked back curiously, and was caught off guard on the spot and almost fell to death.

Crack-

Hui Liyi had a bitter face and started chewing it hard, "Brother Qin Ye, why does this little dumpling smell like wood? It's so dry. Can I drink another bowl of Hu La Soup?"

"I……"
Chapter completed!