The one drinking the soup raised her head and smiled brightly: "No, Onichan, I am Ayaka,. The naughty one is Chika! The soup made by you is really delicious."
Her voice was very coquettish and like valley girl accent. As she spoke, she didn't forget to fill up another bowl and put it there to cool. Then she shouted: "Second sister, let me help you!"
After that, she threw herself into the lobby and catching up the other. They hugged each other and rolled around again, and then both started shouting that they were innocent. After a while, another one slowly came back and drank soup.
Kazuya was speechless. He didn't know whether she was Ayaka or Chika, but said, "I've cooked a lot. If it's not enough, I can cook more. You don't need to do this."
What's going on with the sisters in this family?
The little girl lowered her head and sucked it vigorously. She felt that the soup was very delicious. She said vaguely: "Second sister eats the most every time. It's unfair! We want it to be fair, so we have to eat first!"
He said kindly: "There have been a lot of things going on at your home recently. You'd better not make trouble with your second sister, otherwise your eldest sister will lose her temper again."
"A lot of things? Isn't it just that dad is hospitalized? My eldest sister said he would be back in several days. What else is there?" They still didn't understand the difficult situation the family was facing. They only knew that Naotaka was temporarily hospitalized. They was going to the hospital to visit his father, but stopped by Haruka with some reasons.
Kazuya didn't explain anything, but at this time Haruka heard the noise and ran out. She took a look at the chaos in the lobby, picked up the stick and rushed forward. She was not as reasonable as Kazuya. Her way was to suppress by force.
She didn't distinguish who was right or wrong, grabbed her three sisters and beat them together. After a while, all of them sat down at the table with their heads covered, and no one dared to make trouble.
Kazuya filled a large bowl of soup for Haruna, then placed two thermos next to her and said helplessly: "Eat quickly, Haruna. After eating, take the soup to my apartment and the hospital. I have to stay there."
Haruna nodded sadly, looked at the two sisters angrily, lowered his head and drank. She was so big-hearted that she forgot the pain and started to smile again after taking two sips.
Ayaka and Chika didn't feel anything after a beating. They each took a bowl and drank, which was like feeding a piglet. It seemed that they were so happy with the soup. Tthis kind of diet is indeed suitable for children, no wonder they like it very much.
Haruka was holding a stick and gasping for air. It was really tiring to hit three at a time. Kazuya went over to comfort her: "Okay, don't be angry. Let's start writing the menu. We will officially open tomorrow. The menu we need to replace them all."
He somewhat understood why Naotaka always hid in the study. Sakura's family didn't have a "fuel-efficient lamp". If he didn't work hard enough to beat everyone he saw, he really couldn't control this family.
So this man went into the hospital because he was frustrated of that his daughters were playing around all day and couldn't be controled, right?
On the afternoon of the next day, Kazuya put the jar on the temporary stove set up in front of the Pure Flavor House. The jar had been simmering for eighteen hours and it was the time when it was full of color, flavor and aroma.
He turned up the fire on the stove and let the Buddha jump over the wall boil again. The five sisters of the Sakura family, except Haruna who went to the hospital to accompany them, was watching.
Akiho looked at the jar carefully, while Haruka looked uneasy and couldn't help but ask: "Is this really useful?"
Kazuya put the price sign next to it, which read "899 yen/cup".
Looking at the price, she asked again: "It's too expensive. Should we recove the cost first?"
Kazuya glanced at her helplessly. She had been saying these words all afternoon. He had never realized that she was such a conservative person before. This girll's mentality was actually quite sensitive and fragile, and she was easily worried about gains and losses.
He smiled at her and tried his best to comfort him: "This is already a bargain. Our store is not good enough. If it is replaced by a five-star one, I would rather dump it in the trash can if one cup doesn't cost 18,000 yuan."
The title of "China's No. 1 Soup" is worth the price. Although the main ingredients were not as high-end and luxurious as the real thing, his craftsmanship could support it. He really felt that it sold cheap and was mainly for advertising. If it weren't for the purpose of restoring popularity, he wouldn't choose such a tiring dish.
Akiho pulled Haruka beside her and said softly: "Sister, don't say these words!" Since you have chosen to trust others, don't follow behind them and always show your fear.
Kazuya ignored them and began to gently open the lotus leaves that sealed the altar. Haruka watched his movements nervously. Although he made a low-end version of Buddha jumps over the wall and the ingredients he chose were not outrageously expensive, this jar also covered the Sakura family's living expenses for more than a month. If it couldn't achieve their purposes and they could only eat it by theirsellves, she would really have to spit out a mouthful of blood three feet away.
The layers of lotus leaves were uncovered, and the aroma gradually came out bit by bit. First, Kazuya, who was the closest, couldn't help but swallow his saliva first, which was very loud and like an instinct from genes!
Haruka was next. She was overwhelmed by the strong aroma and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. Akiho followed closely, and Ayaka and Chika followed last, as if they were having some kind of saliva swallowing contest.
Kazuya kept uncovering leaves, feeling surprised when he smelled the strange aroma. It seemed that the effect of dish level increased by [Blessing of the Cooking God] has been triggered and it was much better than expected. This should be an extremely rare event that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
When the lotus leaves were completely uncovered, the aroma became even stronger, winding and floating towards the street. The greasy but not rotten aroma of various ingredients perfectly blended into one, mixed with the warm aroma of wine, until it hit people in the nose and went straight into the heart.
Haruka was speechless, while Akiho was shocked and confused. She had limited knowledge and could not tell the difference between good and bad cooking skills, but this smell could not be deceived. Even she was hesitant to spend 3,000 yen to taste it when she smelled it. When he came to work a few months ago, Kazuya's craftsmanship seemed to be similar to hers. Is the difference so big after only three months?
Is the kind of "talented person" that their father always talked about so scary?
Ayaka and Chika swallowed their saliva unstoppedly and exchanged glances. They crowded around Kazuya and said in unison: "Onichan, it smells so good. Can you give us a bowl to try?"
These two are extremely talented in being cuty and Kazuya was also the kind of person who likes children who was always very tolerant towards children. Hearing this, he took a long-handled spoon and planned to get a bowl for them to try the taste. Though they planned to sell it, how big a deal is it for their own children to eat a bowl? This jar would sell at least one or two hundred cups, so it doesn't matter if they try it.
Haruka was not as easy to talk to as him. She saw some passers-by smelling the aroma and looking over curiously, so she turned around and dragged them towards the door, "I'll give the leftovers to you, but now we're ready to open!"
Akiho must listen to her eldest sister. She stepped forward and took the long-handled spoon from Kazuya. She bowed slightly to Kazuya: "Chef, please go to the kitchen!"
Kazuya showed super strong strength. She felt that she must show corresponding respect, so her tone was even more polite, which could be called respectful.
Kazuya didn't know what to say. In the end, he had no choice but to bow: "Okay, let's go to the kitchen."
He went straight to the back of the kitchen counter, adjusted his apron, and put on his chef's hat. Akiho also wrapped her head with a cloth and stared at the door of the store with a calm expression, preparing to help Kazuya.
Pure Flavor House had reopened and the second generation Chef Matsuoka was in charge!