Chapter 961

Soma Yukihira hesitated a bit; when he returned home after school, he discovered that the meat ingredients stored in the refrigerator in his family restaurant's back kitchen had been taken out by someone and thrown on the floor, with salt and various sauces mixed together and poured on top, suffering miserable ruination, and when he ran out to the reception, the suspected culprit seemed to have just been blocked by him.

Someone might ask, isn't it good to have cornered the suspect who ruined your own restaurant's ingredients?

Hmm, if the suspect standing in the store didn't have arms thicker than his own thighs, that would indeed be the case.

Soma Yukihira swallowed his saliva, but was thinking about how to break the current, somewhat silent and slightly awkward atmosphere before him.

"You seem to have something to say."

Fortunately, Broly took a step before him, breaking this strange silent atmosphere.

"Who are you, and why are you in my family's restaurant?"

The silent atmosphere broken, the tall, sturdy man before him also didn't show a fierce expression, letting Soma Yukihira breathe a sigh of relief; he weighed his words, then carefully asked.

Although the person before him was very suspicious, possibly the criminal who destroyed his family restaurant's meat ingredients, what if he himself had misunderstood.

So, Soma Yukihira planned to test the waters.

"My name is Broly, I come from Planet Nappa, and am a Saiyan who just transmigrated to this world."

Broly introduced his identity, his eyes scanning around this not-large restaurant, his gaze pausing for a moment on some menu price signs hanging on the wall, then continued: "This does look like a small restaurant; seeing the chairs still placed upside down on the tables, it should be not yet open for business.

Very sorry, without this owner's consent, I intruded here on my own, but the transmigration landing point is not something I can choose.

If you don't mind, I am willing to be your restaurant's first table of customers today, using the method of looking after your restaurant's business to express my apology.

Of course, if you are already closed, I can come again tomorrow."

【Planet Nappa, Saiyan, transmigration? What on earth is this person saying?】

Soma Yukihira could understand every word Broly said, but these words combined together left him somewhat at a loss.

【I'm about to graduate middle school, surely I haven't run into some fitness-loving chuunibyou? No, this person might be using this nonsense to mislead my judgment, but looking at his sincere apologetic attitude, it doesn't quite seem like it————】

Many thoughts surfaced in Soma Yukihira's mind, causing his brows to furrow slightly; Broly only saw this red-haired youth suddenly take a deep breath, then show him a businesslike service smile: "In any case, I can treat you as a customer come to patronize our restaurant, right?"

"Mm."

Broly nodded.

"Then I wonder what the customer would like to order?"

Soma Yukihira pursued the question.

"I didn't eat before coming, and my stomach happens to be empty; how about this: all the dishes on your restaurant's price list, except for alcohol, I'll take one portion of each."

There were twenty-odd items on the Yukihira Diner's wall menu signs, and twenty dishes of normal portions would be just right for an appetizer for Broly.

【When I eat dishes with flavors I like, I'll just order more then.】

Broly thought to himself.

"All?"

Soma Yukihira raised his volume, seeming somewhat doubtful.

"Right, all."

"Our restaurant's dish portions are very generous; is the customer sure he can finish them all by himself?"

Although the person before him looked like a fitness enthusiast, Soma Yukihira still didn't believe the other party could eat down his family restaurant's entire menu of dishes.

"No problem; when I eat at other restaurants, I also order like this."

Broly waved his hand.

"Oh right————"

Suddenly, Broly thought of something, and fished out a gold coin from the Crystal Palace Space.

"I just arrived in this world, so I might not have this world's currency; I wonder if I can use gold coins to pay the bill?"

"Uh————"

Soma Yukihira looked at the gold coin Broly handed over, and was stunned to not discover where the other party had produced it from; it seemed to have appeared in his hand out of thin air.

However, he still subconsciously accepted that gold coin printed with unknown patterns, tossed it in his hand, and even bit it with his teeth.

【, can be bitten, this is actually made of real gold!】

Looking at the tooth marks he had bitten into the gold coin, Soma Yukihira was somewhat surprised.

"Gold is hard currency, so naturally it can pay the bill; however, I'm just a middle school student and don't know the current gold price, I'll have to check before I can help the customer settle the bill."

"Fine, then you check; if possible, help me exchange some of this world's money along the way.

Broly stacked five gold coins together and placed them on the table to the side.

Soma Yukihira looked at the gold coins on the table, then looked at the black short-sleeved T-shirt, and the hands with no concealment whatsoever, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

"Customer, are you a magician?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Know a bit of magic."

Broly nodded.

"Then your close-up magic technique is simply amazing; I'm standing this close, and surprisingly couldn't see through how you hid so many gold coins."

Soma Yukihira praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Uh, this isn't technique."

"Right, it's magic."

Soma Yukihira had an 'I understand' look; a magician, after all, always has to maintain a sense of mystery; if he encounters someone wanting to expose the magic, they definitely wouldn't like it much.

"It's not magic either; by the way, when can I eat the dishes I ordered?"

Broly gave up explaining, and directly asked.

"Customer, please wait a moment————"

Speaking to this point, Soma Yukihira suddenly stopped.

Only because, he suddenly thought of the back kitchen, those meat ingredients that had already been ruined.

Even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice; no matter how good his culinary skills are, he cannot create something from nothing, conjuring up ingredients capable of being made into dishes.

"Uh, customer, I might not be able to make our restaurant's meat dishes for you."

"What's the problem?"

"Actually, before you ordered, our restaurant's meat ingredients were ruined by someone. Those meat ingredients were thrown on the ground, had large amounts of salt poured on them, and were mixed with various different seasoning powders. They can no longer be made into dishes and served on the dining table."

"So, the expression you were looking at me with just now was actually suspecting that I am the person who destroyed your restaurant's meat ingredients?"

"Hmm, sorry."

Soma Yukihira was a bit embarrassed, but he didn't deny it either.

"After all, my restaurant hasn't opened for business today yet, the meat ingredients were ruined, and yet the shop gained a stranger like you."

Finishing speaking, the red-haired youth raised his hand again and waved it: "Of course, right now I don't suspect you anymore."

"Why?"

Broly looked at him.

"I've been helping out at my family's restaurant since I was little, I've seen all kinds of customers. Although I can't say I'm good at judging people, I believe a customer who can casually take out six gold coins and is willing to order a meal to apologize for the behavior of intruding into an unopened restaurant is absolutely not a person who would do despicable things in the dark."

Soma Yukihira explained.

"Your words are pleasant to hear, but what if it really was me?"

Broly was a bit curious what this person would say.

"Then there's no way out, I can only admit it."

Soma Yukihira shrugged his shoulders.

"I'll go to the kitchen and bring the electronic scale over, help you exchange one gold coin into change. As for the remaining five gold coins, customer, please take them back. Today our small shop probably cannot entertain guests."

Right at this moment, the sound of knocking *pa pa pa* rang out.

"I know Soma-kun, the Little Boss, has already returned. What, it's almost business hours, does your Yukihira Diner not open its doors to do business and entertain guests? Then what about the agreement we made yesterday, how is that going to be handled?"

A female voice rang out along with it, and Soma Yukihira's eyebrows furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the youth frown, Broly couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Nothing, I think I know who it was that caused the destruction in my family's restaurant."

"Someone from outside?"

"Eight or nine out of ten it is."

"Do you need me to help you solve some trouble?"

Broly asked kindheartedly.

"No need to trouble the customer, this is my family restaurant's own business."

Soma Yukihira waved his hand and walked toward the entrance to open the shop door.

"You real estate guys, you sure are timely in coming!"

"Isn't it because we want to quickly finish the business of acquiring your restaurant's land? We naturally have to be a bit more active."

"Then you're being active to an excessive degree. Believe it or not, I'll call the police right now?"

Soma Yukihira took out his own cell phone and shook it right in front of Yae Minezaki.

Yae Minezaki's heart tightened, but her expression remained unchanged: "I merely came today to taste your restaurant's cooking according to our verbal agreement. Is that some kind of crime?"

"It's not a crime, it's just that my restaurant, I don't know who intruded and damaged some ingredients. It's really hard to guess!"

"I don't know what you're saying. Could it be that Little Boss Soma thinks with your restaurant's cooking skill level, you can't use delicious enough cooking to persuade me to leave, so you deliberately made up this story about ingredients being ruined, not planning to fulfill the agreement between us last night?

Of course, it's only a verbal agreement. Even if Little Boss Soma doesn't want to fulfill it, I can't do anything to you. Only, I need you to admit that your cooking skill level is no good."

There are no surveillance cameras on the surrounding roads, and no surveillance inside the shop either. As long as I refuse to admit it to the death, even if the other party calls the police, there is no evidence to do anything to me.】

"My cooking skill is no good? Heh, then just wait and swallow your own tongue."

Soma Yukihira put away his phone. He also knew that without substantial evidence, even if he called the police, it would probably be difficult to do anything to this group of real estate people.

"Come in. Hope after my cooking thoroughly conquers your taste buds, you can fulfill your promise and stop coming to disturb my family's restaurant."

Soma Yukihira moved aside, generously inviting the real estate agents outside to enter.

Yae Minezaki walked in, followed by three black-clad bodyguards.

However, these four people, upon seeing there was also a burly man with a huge build inside the shop, immediately stopped their steps.

"Hey, Little Boss Soma, you wouldn't be acting out of embarrassment and anger, wanting to find someone to use force on us, would you?"

Yae Minezaki is a person who does real estate work persuading some nail households to sell land. Because she often uses some underhanded methods to drive people away, she is quite hated. Even if she gets cornered and beaten up in a sack one day, it would be normal. This is also the reason she carries three black-clad bodyguards with her.

But this time, inside the restaurant, Broly's burly man physique of nearly two meters thirty-two in height, just the sight of him brought intense pressure to Yae Minezaki. Even with three black-clad bodyguards behind her, she felt her safety could not be guaranteed.

"Tch, what are you thinking? My family's restaurant is a very proper restaurant, not the same kind of goods as certain real estate merchants who use unscrupulous means to drive people away.

Also, you, don't judge by appearance. This Mr. Broly is also a customer of my family's restaurant. It's just because some thieves made trouble that his current ordering needs are difficult for our restaurant to satisfy right now."

When Soma Yukihira said these words, his tone was a bit sarcastic, seemingly forgetting that when he first saw Broly, he also judged by appearance,

subconsciously treating the other party as the criminal who destroyed the ingredients.

"Oh, so it's a customer————"

Yae Minezaki breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly putting her mind at ease.

"I don't mind taking on some security work too."

However, one sentence from Broly made her raise her guard again.

"Rest assured, my family's restaurant doesn't need a professional security person like Mr. Broly. I believe my cooking craftsmanship alone can conquer this guy's taste buds."

"I've eaten top-tier snowflake steak in Roppongi. You better not think your family's dive can make something that conquers my taste buds."

"Cut the crap. Say it, what type of cooking do you want?"

"Then give me a serving of unmatched delicious meat cooking."

"No problem."

"Wait—"

"What now?"

"An excellent restaurant wouldn't keep its customers waiting. If you make me wait an hour to eat the dish I ordered, no matter how delicious it is, I won't approve."

"Hah, I know that without you telling me. Twenty minutes is enough."

Watching Soma Yukihira's confident look, Yae Minezaki couldn't help but turn her head, casting her gaze toward one of the bodyguards behind her.

She said nothing, but the black-clad bodyguard being watched understood her meaning—she was asking if he had destroyed all the meat ingredients in this shop.

The black-clad bodyguard nodded to her, and Yae Minezaki relaxed: 【No meat ingredients, and no time to buy new ingredients—I'd like to see what meat dish you can serve!】

Soma Yukihira paid her no mind. In the restaurant's semi-open kitchen, he moved like flowing clouds and water as he diced the small ten beans, put the cut potatoes into the high pressure cooker to press, chopped the onion finely, and diced the king oyster mushrooms.

Butter into the hot pan, then the diced onion and diced king oyster mushrooms went in to pan-fry until fragrant. After they were fried, the potatoes were also pressed, rinsed with cold water to quickly reduce pressure, taken out while hot and mashed into a paste, then mixed thoroughly with the fragrant diced onion and diced king oyster mushrooms.

During this, fine salt and black pepper were added for simple seasoning. After seasoning, the mashed potatoes were shaped into strips.

Immediately afterward, Broly saw Soma Yukihira take a bag of unopened bacon from his schoolbag, wrapping the bacon around the strip-shaped mashed potato layer by layer.

After doing these, put the wrapped mashed potato into the oven to roast, eight minutes, 160 temperature.

Broly's height and sharp eyes let him see clearly everything Soma Yukihira did in the semi-open kitchen.

While it was baking, the pan used to fry the onion and king oyster mushrooms had new butter added by the boy, and some rosemary was fried in it.

After frying out the fragrance, the heat was turned off. At four minutes, he flipped what was in the oven and brushed on butter with a rosemary scent.

After another four minutes, the boy carried the finished dish out, and the aroma of grilled meat drifted through the air.

The plate placed before Yae Minezaki held food resembling a beef Wellington, except that a beef Wellington has pastry on the outside and meat inside.

But this one had bacon on the outside and mashed potatoes inside, with a perfect shape and just-right Maillard reaction—just looking at it made Broly subconsciously swallow his saliva.

"Customer, please enjoy!"

Soma Yukihira made a gesture to please.

"You call this a meat dish?"

Yae Minezaki cut open the dish before her with knife and fork.

"Even if the outside looks like meat, the inside is still mashed potatoes."

She was somewhat contemptuous.

"I think it counts as a meat dish, after all, there's meat on the outside, meat has intervened."

Soma Yukihira hadn't spoken yet, but Broly spoke first.

Yae Minezaki opened her mouth, wanting to retort, but after seeing Broly cross his arms, showing an even more burly arm circumference, she sensibly closed her mouth.

"I don't believe something made of mashed potatoes could taste better than a pure-meat snowflake steak from Roppongi—"

"Whether it tastes good or not, judge after you've eaten it."

Soma Yukihira was very confident in this dish of his.

"Let me taste this dish too later. If someone speaks insincerely after eating, I also have means to persuade people to be honest."

Broly volunteered, saying he absolutely wasn't doing it for the bacon mashed potato that smelled so good before him, but for the fairness of this world.

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