Chapter 938

This shop used an open kitchen design.

A wooden bar counter half a person high clearly separated the kitchen work area from the customer dining area.

Every move the chef made inside could be seen clearly by the customers.

Natsume Chikage sat on a high stool in front of the bar counter, his gaze naturally cast toward the kitchen.

He saw the shop owner Yamashita Yujiro wearing an apron, his expression exceptionally focused, even carrying a hint of piety, busy in front of the stove.

He first cut the tofu into square blocks of uniform size, his movements cautious.

Then he heated the oil in the pot, put in peppercorns and bean paste, and the rich aroma rose instantly accompanied by a "sizzle" sound.

He stir-fried the minced meat and adjusted the heat, every step meticulous, as if performing some kind of ritual.

Watching the other party handle ingredients and control the heat so attentively, Natsume Chikage couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in his heart.

The shop left by an old friend once recognized by Grandpa Ando, what would the taste... actually be like?

Soon.