Food saved the world.
Spicy and sweet,
Spicy and sweet was the specialty of Kung Pao Chicken.
When Moriarty took the first bite,
The juices absorbed from the tender and smooth chicken exploded in his mouth.
First, a slight numbness invaded the tip of his tongue.
Before he could react,
Waves of shallow spiciness continued to attack.
It was like there was a mixture of Sichuan pepper and red pepper dancing on the tip of the tongue, dancing with the addictive spicy lychee taste.
The spiciness was not stimulating, but it was enough to lift one's spirit. It was as if it had turned into a magical hand, firmly grabbing all his attention.
However, before the lingering spiciness had the chance to claim supremacy,
A surge of sweetness aggressively attacked the taste buds.
The tender and spicy taste of the diced chicken combined with the charred and crispy taste of the peanuts created an impeccable taste on the tip of the tongue.
In fact, it was not that Moriarty had never tasted other delicious food. He had even tasted a lot of authentic Chinese food.
However, no matter how much he ate, it was not as captivating as the food in front of him.
Whether it was the fragrant but not greasy twice-cooked pork, the spicy and crispy Kung Pao Chicken, or even the bowl of sweet and plump white rice, Moriarty was left with an endless aftertaste.
What?
Did you ask Moriarty if he still remembered the purpose of his visit?
…
…
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What purpose?
He was a serious customer.
He was just here to eat!
Just as Moriarty was looking forward to the third dish,
A claypot suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his head slightly.
A face that was so beautiful that it made people's eyes light up came into view.
Issou, who was wearing a snow-white chef's robe, had her long hair tied up.
She hid it in her chef's hat.
Without any makeup, she looked clean and neat.
She put down the tray.
Then she grabbed the sides of the claypot and put it in front of Moriarty.
He asked, "Are you the chef of this Chinese restaurant?"
As long as Moriarty wanted to, he could turn into a drama queen at any time. Just like now, he could easily play the role of a customer.
At least when Issou looked at him, she really believed that he was just a customer who came to eat.
"Yes." Issou smiled at the first customer who walked into their restaurant. "Sir, how was the dish just now?"
As she spoke, Issou reached out and lifted the lid of the pot. Moriarty, who was about to answer her, was suddenly hit in the face by an irresistible aroma.
He forgot to answer Issou's question, and his eyes were filled with the snow-white Fish Head Tofu soup in front of him.
He took a deep breath. The fresh fragrance entered his nose and lingered in his brain. Every nerve seemed to have obtained a moment of relaxation.
The steaming fish head tofu soup did not smell fishy at all. Perhaps it was because the fish head had been fried in oil, scallions, and ginger, but he could only smell the freshness of it.
Probably because it had just been taken out of the stove, the snow-white Fish Head Tofu Tofu soup was still boiling hot. Moriarty picked up the spoon and scooped up a mouthful. He only had time to blow on it a few times before he eagerly put it into his mouth.
As expected, the tip of his tongue was scalded, but he could not bear to spit it out. When the fish soup slid down his throat, Moriarty could only feel the freshness of the fish spreading in his chest.
When the silver carp head meat, rich in colloidal protein, and the extremely tender tofu were put into his mouth, he did not need to take a bite at all. They seemed to melt on the tip of his tongue, and his entire mouth was filled with the delicious aroma in an instant.
In this winter, there was nothing more blissful than being able to drink a mouthful of hot and delicious soup indoors.
When Moriarty finished the fish head tofu soup, he felt like a big, satisfied cat.
"I'm sorry." Noticing that Issou was still standing beside him, Moriarty, who did not forget to play his role, showed a sincere and apologetic expression. He said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. It's mainly because the food you make is so delicious."
He looked at Issou with obvious admiration on his face. "I'm very glad that I chose to pass by this street today, walk into this shop, and taste the food you make with your own hands. Otherwise, I don't know how much I would regret it."
His dark eyes sparkled with emotion, and in the blink of an eye, they fell on Issou's hands. He said, "I think I have reason to suspect that your hands have some kind of magical power. Otherwise, how can the food you make be so delicious?"
Wow.
Hearing Moriarty's unabashed praise, Issou suddenly laughed. "I should have humbly said 'you flatter me,' but …"
Issou's eyes, which seemed to be dancing with little stars, looked at Moriarty with a bright smile. Her voice was like a lark singing happily. "You said it so well that I can't say anything modest against my will."
There was no one who didn't want their products to be liked by others. Yi Su couldn't help but feel happy when she was praised by others so straightforwardly.
"There's no need to be modest."
There were only a handful of people who could make Moriarty treat them differently, but from today onwards, Izzo would be one of those 'few'.
Even though she did not have the same level of IQ and cunning as Moriarty, her magical hands made her the most unique person in the group.
"Originally, I didn't plan to teach at Empire State University, but when I took the first bite of your cooking, I couldn't help but change my mind." Moriarty looked at Issou. "So you don't have to be modest at all."
Although his real identity was a master criminal, it was undeniable that he had a good reputation in the eyes of the public. With his deep attainments in mathematics, astronomy, and other fields, he was a talent that many schools hoped to recruit.
Moriarty did not intend to accept the olive branch that Empire State University threw at him. After all, he thought that teaching there was a complete waste of his time. But …
Who knew that the slap in the face would come so quickly, like a tornado.
Seeing Moriarty's sincerity, Issou could not help but blink. A moment later, she put on a pained expression and said, "20% off! I'll give you a 20% discount at most, no more, and this is because you praised me so well and I'm so good-looking. "
Seeing Issou's expression, Moriarty laughed and deliberately asked, "Is it 20% off in the future?"
Hearing this, Issou could not help but laugh. "That depends on whether you can praise me so well in the future."
"That's easy." Moriarty said, "Isn't everyone automatically unlocked the fancy compliments when they eat your food?"
Issou, "…"
You win!
She was going to take the 20% discount!
20% discount, "…"
What kind of grudge did he have against her?!
Back to the topic, Issou felt that she had no reason not to like a customer like Moriarty, so when Moriarty said that he wanted to get to know her before he left, she graciously exchanged names with him.
"Issou."
Hearing Moriarty say her name softly in a pleasant voice, and the brown eyes that looked at her seemed to contain an unknown emotion, Issou felt a little strange.
However, before she could react, Moriarty suddenly approached her, and Issou felt a kiss on her forehead.
"Uh." Yi Su blinked. Although Moriarty's kiss only landed on the edge of her chef's hat and she didn't feel like she was being taken advantage of, her reaction was a little cute since she was caught off guard.
"Forgive me for being rude," Moriarty said with a smile, "because I'm so happy to have met you today, Issou."
Issou, "…"
Wow.
Such a warm smile.
What else could she do?
Forgive him, of course.
Issou, "…"
[Don't change the subject.] Issou cleared her throat. [Just tell me if you don't like me because I'm a burden.]
[Stop fooling around.] Issou's mother chuckled. [Can you find a second burden cuter than my good girl?]
Upon hearing this, Issou responded happily. [That's true.]
Hearing Issou's answer, Issou's mother, who knew that she only took the word "cute" to heart and ignored the word "burden", "…"
My Big Baby might be a fool, right?
For a moment, Issou's mother did not know if it was a good idea to let Issou go to New York alone, because her silly look was really unsettling.
Issou, who did not know that her mother had already equated her with a fool, was relieved when she found out that she did not come to New York to kick her out of the house.
Her mother, who noticed this, laughed and joked. [Good girl, are you afraid that I'll leave you behind?]
[You've got to be kidding me.] Issou blinked. [I just don't want to take advantage of you. You took care of me for a few years, when you reach the legal retirement age, I'll pay you back double.]
[Then I won't live that long.]
[I don't care.] Issou said. [You took care of me for twenty-one years, after you retire, I'll pay you back for forty-two years. Don't you dare go back on your word before I've paid you back.]
When she heard Issou's words, a trace of gentleness flashed across her mother's eyes. However, Issou did not see it on the other end of the phone. She only heard her mother say, [It's not cheap to take care of me. Are you sure that in the forty-two years of taking care of me, you won't let me starve for forty-one years?]
Issou, "…"
This is really my mother!
After the phone call ended, Issou was a little exhausted, but when she saw the various licenses and licenses that had been completed, she could not help but smile.
After she put everything away, she planned to go to the nearby Walmart before taking a taxi home.
However, to Issou's surprise, when she was paying the bill, she ran into her landlord. "Old Stan?"
Old Stan was equally surprised. "Issou? Why are you here? "
"I was about to ask you the same thing." Issou pushed the trolley behind him. "I'm here on business. The fridge at home is empty, so I thought I'd buy something before going home."
"Oh, okay." Old Stan knew that Issou was going to open a Chinese restaurant, so without asking, he knew what she was here for. "How was it? Was it successful? "
"Yes, it was very successful." At this point, Issou could not help but smile. "Now we're just waiting for the opening."
When Old Stan heard this, he first congratulated her and then said, "I'll be sure to visit often."
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