"ah--

What a pity! Why didn’t you say that Makoto Kojima was in a group with you? I would have skipped class to watch the game if I had known it!”

In the izakaya, Shirakawa Katsuhiko kept howling and suddenly drank a mouthful of oolong tea.

"Even if you go there, you can't enter the chess room.

By the way, why are you here again today?”

Hiroshi Chihara was entertaining other guests, and he was extremely disgusted with his arrival.

It's just after six o'clock in the afternoon, and the staff who have gotten off work have started to come in one after another, and it's time to get busy.

"Isn't this here to inquire about the results of the competition? Although I am very confident in you, I have to feel relieved when I hear you say it in person!"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko took his last sip of oolong tea and slammed the round glass on the bar with a 'bang'.

“Qiyi——!

At this time, I only drink oolong tea and don’t bring some beer, I always feel uneven!”

Mr. Watanabe in front of the grill laughed out loud, sarcastic: "You little brat! Are you an adult? Just thinking about drinking!"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko said indifferently: "Who cares about the government's ban? Don't you still drink secretly at home?"

"I just know that you are not an Ansheng person."

Mr. Watanabe laughed and scolded.

Shirakawa Katsuhiko looked at the face: "Uncle, can you give me some beer? Just the Kirin in your store, this is what my father often drinks!"

Mr. Watanabe raised his head slightly and pointed his eyes at the young woman on the other side of the bar: "See? That's Miss Matsuki, a staff member of the city hall.

I don’t want to be asked by the government to close the business and rectify it because of selling beer to minors.”

The Miss Songyue smiled shyly.

"That's a pity."

Shirakawa Katsuhiko looked at Hiroshi Chihara who was busy and busy: "Haoshi, today you got the top name in the group. Why did you let me celebrate alone?"

Chihara Hiroshi rolled his eyes and ignored him.

He is here to work, not a guest who comes to drink and eat.

Shirakawa Katsuhiko said to Mr. Watanabe again: "Uncle, can't you give Hiroshi a day off?"

Mr. Watanabe put two pieces of roasted beef on a plate, sprinkled with all kinds of condiments, drizzled with sauce, and handed them to him.

"You can't blame me for this. I said it before, Qianyuan Jun refused."

Shirakawa Katsuhiko said: "Hoshi, this is your fault..."

Chihara Hiroshi interrupted him: "You should finish your meal soon and go back. Look at what time it is now?"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko glanced at the quartz clock on the wall and screamed strangely: "Ah! It's half past six! It's over, my mother is about to find out about my escape from evening class!"

After saying that, he swept away the beef on the plate at a very fast speed, wiped his mouth, threw the money on the bar, and rushed out the door.

"Hey! You gave more!"

Chihara Hiroshi shouted behind him.

“I know that the remaining money is just enough to treat you to two pieces of roast beef, I’m celebrating you!

Uncle, remember to make those two pieces of roast beef!"

"I understand! Smack brat!"

When Chihara Hiroshi chased him out, Shirakawa Katsuhiko had already run to the corner of the street and lost in the blink of an eye.

He had no choice but to return to the store.

"Mr. Watanabe, I will hand over the extra money to him tomorrow."

"Kun Chihara, since that kid invited you, you can accept it."

Mr. Watanabe temporarily stopped his work, stared in his eyes, and said in a serious tone: "It is an excessive move to always reject other people's kindness, and it is definitely not a humble attitude.

Chihara Jun, that boy Shirakawa really wants to make friends with you. Don’t you treat him as a friend?"

Hiroshi Chihara thought for a moment and put all the money in his hand into the counter.

Mr. Watanabe and his wife both smiled.

"Yaxi! The peak period has just arrived, let's work hard!"

...

When he got off work, Mr. Watanabe gave him not only three thousand yen, but also a food box filled with four pieces of roast beef and two pieces of roasted mackerel, as well as a bowl of Kanto cooked by Mrs. Watanabe.

"What's more is our couple celebrating you!"

Mr. Watanabe patted his shoulder heavily, and his tone was as generous as an ancient samurai: "Shenhara, since you have reached the semi-finals, you must let me see you on TV next week!"

Hiroshi Chihara was a little moved.

He did not refuse because he knew Mr. Watanabe's personality.

"Mr. Watanabe, Mrs. Watanabe, I promise that you will definitely see me in the final next Sunday!"

Watanabe and his wife both smiled very gently.

What a gentle person!

...

After arriving at home, Chihara looked at the food his brother got back in surprise.

"Brother, is this taken back from the izakaya where you work?"

Chihara Hiroshi nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "Shu, you haven't eaten yet, are you?"

Chihara Sabu shook his head: "I've eaten it, aren't there some food left at noon? I put my brother's portion in the refrigerator."

Hiroshi Chihara was not surprised.

On weekends, he would choose to cook lunch at home, and dinner is often the leftovers of lunch.

"There's a big meal today!"

He raised the food box in his hand and shook it, almost spilling out the soup cooked in Kanto.

Chihara touched her stomach with some distress: "But... I'm full."

Hiroshi Chihara packed the book aside, took out the food box and placed it on the coffee table.

He took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard before lifting the lid.

The grilled beef and grilled mackerel glowed with an extremely attractive sheen.

As soon as it was opened, a scent of cumin, sauce and various spices came to my nose.

It's pure meaty smell,

An intoxicating smell.

Although I have smelled it in an izakaya for countless times,

This is different!

What is in the izakaya is prepared for the guests, and what is here is the meat that truly belongs to them.

"Then...I'll just eat one?"

Qianhara Swallowed, and a light seemed to flash in his pupils.

As the saying goes: People can reject fame, wealth, and handsome men and beautiful women.

but,

No one can turn down food!

Delicious food must not be disappointed!

No matter which country you live in, this principle is understandable.

Hiroshi Chihara put the bowl in front of her and picked up a piece of beef for her: "You have to eat at least two!"

In fact, Chihara Sakura could eat a lot more than she thought.

She ate two pieces of roast beef, one piece of roasted mackerel, and a bowl of Kanto cooked.

Inside the bowl of Guandong boiled egg, a piece of tofu, two pieces of radish, and three pieces of bamboo wheels.

"I can't eat it anymore."

Chihara Sabu was lying on the sofa, with a round belly.

Chihara Hiroshi smiled and finished the finishing touch.

"Brother, I haven't eaten so much for a long time."

She wanted to say that she hadn't eaten meat so full in a long time, and Hiroshi Chihara understood what she meant.

In the past two years, the brother and sister have lived a very difficult life.

This is the first time I have let go of eating meat like this.

If I hadn't had supper before, I might have eaten more.

"Ji, don't worry, wait until my brother makes money playing Go, and invite you to eat better things!"

Chihara shook his head: "Brother, you misunderstood. I mean I'm very satisfied."
Chapter completed!