Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Come on, add some more!"

Wang Xuebin walked in slowly with a square towel on his hand and a small casserole on the towel.

"Tell me about you! Hong Kong Island does not work hard, but Japan will suffer this foreign crime in the future. Why are you suffering?"

Wang Xuebin came to the front and opened the lid of the casserole. He didn't see any movement. The brown sugar water with ginger and brown sugar in the casserole was divided into two strands and flew into the enamel jar of Uncle Jiu and Lin Sir.

"Tell me, how dangerous is today? If I come later, you will be gone!"

Wang Xuebin reached out and sent the casserole in his hand into the storage space. He took out the lounge chair, put it on the tatami, and sat on the rocking chair, and looked at the two of them in a mess.

To be honest, this time it was really too late. If Wang Xuebin hadn't happened to catch up, I'm afraid there would be two more ferocious ghosts in this chaotic Osaka Castle now!

Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin lowered their heads, held the enamel jar in their hands, and sucked the ginger tea bite by bit. I was really embarrassed to say that they were planning to help.

Look at Wang Xuebin, who traveled to Japan alone to take revenge, but was wearing clean and decent clothes and lived in the warm and unique Japanese homestay. He ate well and slept well, and his bones were handsome.

And what about them?

He kept saying that he could help, but even Osaka Castle almost came in. Later, he came in, but before he could see his enemy, he almost left the road.

If Wang Xuebin hadn't come in time, they would have really explained the corner to add to the prosperity of Japanese ghosts.

Looking at his face and then Wang Xuebin, they were so embarrassed that they licked their faces and said that they were planning to help.

"Have you eaten?"

Looking at the silent two people, Wang Xuebin was embarrassed to say anything else. Although he said sarcastic words, he was actually quite comfortable in his heart.

No matter who it is, whether in the present world or in the film and television world, the feeling of concern for someone will always make people feel warm.

When the two of them heard Wang Xuebin's words, they shook their heads together, then raised their heads and stared at Wang Xuebin with their big watery eyes, pitiful, with an expression that they needed to feed.

"Haha! Come on! Let's wait!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin chuckled, stood up, walked to the kitchen, took out a pile of ingredients and started cooking.

In fact, according to the original B&B rental contract, the B&B rented by Wang Xuebin does not allow the cooking with excessive oil smoke.

But as far as Wang Xuebin knows, the owner of this homestay was killed and dismembered by an evil ghost who came out of nowhere yesterday morning.

Even last night, the evil ghost that the owner of the homestay turned into came to harass her. At that time, Wang Xuebin did not recognize the boss and picked him up.

It was not until this morning that a member of the Self-Defense Force came to ask that he realized that there was no owner in the house he lived in!

Without a master, it means that the person who signed a rental contract with him no longer exists.

That means he no longer has to abide by the cumbersome and harsh contracts set by the owner of the house, which means he can get some things he is used to eating!

There is no way. Wang Xuebin grew up in the north and had a strong taste. He really couldn't get used to this bunch of bland and tasteless things in Japan.

The key is that he doesn’t like to eat fish, which is a problem that he didn’t like to spit out thorns when he was a child. Although the bones of sea fish are relatively thick, once the habit is formed, it doesn’t mean it can be changed.

During this period of time in Japan, Wang Xuebin had never eaten a meal that suited his appetite.

It’s really his appetite has been tricked by his extraordinary skills.

The so-called sushi gods, rice gods, tempura gods and other products in Japan cannot satisfy Wang Xuebin's tricky tongue.

It was just by Uncle Jiu and the others who came. Wang Xuebin had just renovated the kitchen, installed a hot stove and a range hood, and prepared various wok kitchen utensils.

If they had come one day early, Wang Xuebin would make a bowl of ramen for them at best!

"Come on, the depressed and ecstatic rice! Try it!"

Not long after, two large bowls of Hong Kong-style barbecue rice were brought to the dining table by Wang Xuebin, handed the tableware to the two of them, and said with a smile:

"First eat something to cushion your stomach, and go to the bathroom to make it soak up your fatigue, sleep a little, and let's talk about other things tomorrow!"

Lin Sir and Uncle Jiu looked at each other, compared the other's embarrassing expression, and guessed how they were in a state. They nodded awkwardly, sat at the table obediently, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

Whether it was Uncle Jiu or Sir Lin, I didn’t eat anything serious all day today. Uncle Jiu ate bread bought in the store, and Sir Lin ate cold and bland rice balls.

Although that thing can withstand hunger, compared with the food made by Wang Xuebin, it is not at the same level at all!

The two of them picked up the bowl, pretending to be reserved at first and maintained the dining etiquette, but after eating two bites, they abandoned all their demeanor and started to eat.

"Don't worry, have some soup!"

Wang Xuebin pushed the stewed winter melon and rib soup over, leaned against the table, and watched the two eat and drink with a smile.

As a chef, the most favorite scene is that the customer sucks the dishes he made without regard for his demeanor.

Although Wang Xuebin is not a pure chef, his mood is the same as that of the chef at this moment. Not only does he not think the other person's eating appearance is ugly, but he also feels a little cute.

Wang Xuebin had long guessed their hunger, so he specially prepared two sea bowls, but he didn't expect that the huge sea bowl could not satisfy the two of them.

Not only can you tell the difference between eating, but you can still feel unsatisfactory after eating.

"Come on, drink some soup and fill your stomach. If you are still hungry after taking it for a while, I will make it for you again, so don't eat too much at once!"

The sea bowl is very big, and it is more than enough for children to use as a basin. The two of them killed a sea bowl of rice by one. It seems that they are really hungry!

"call!"

The delicious pork rib soup was poured into the Wudian Temple, and finally brought Uncle Jiu and Lin Sir to amazement. He let out a long breath, leaned on the back of the chair, and breathed out a ball of heat comfortably.

Only then did they truly realize that they had left the chaotic and turbulent world of Osaka outside the door and regained the breath of fireworks in the world.

They are... safe!

"Huh...Guan...Guanlan..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Wang Xuebin, who was about to pack up the tableware on the table, heard Uncle Jiu's call, stopped his movements and raised his head curiously.

“I mean…”

As he said that, Uncle Jiu took out a newspaper, spread it on the table, pointed to the news that the stars were dismembered in public, and asked hesitantly:

"This...this..."

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a long time and did not say what he wanted to ask. He hesitated for a moment, sighed dejectedly, and asked:

"I mean...have you found Jiuju's first-class nest?"

When Wang Xuebin heard Uncle Jiu's words, he glanced at the contents in the newspaper again, raised his eyebrows, and had no intention of explaining.

"Jiuju first-class..."

Wang Xuebin said, stood up, picked up the bowls and chopsticks that Uncle Jiu and the others had used, and chuckled:

"Stay first. If there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. Since you are here, I will not be polite. Only after resting can I have the strength to fight!"

As he said that, he got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Good night!"