Food saved the world.
Moriarty had tasted Kung Pao Chicken from many Chinese restaurants.
But none of them were as amazing as the one in front of him.
There was sweetness in the spiciness.
Spiciness in the sweetness was the specialty of Kung Pao Chicken.
When Moriarty took his first bite, the juices he absorbed from the tender diced chicken exploded in his mouth.
First, a slight numbness invaded the tip of his tongue, and before he could react,
A burst of light spiciness attacked him.
It was like a mixture of Sichuan pepper and red pepper dancing on the tip of his tongue.
Dancing, it created an addictive spicy lychee taste.
The spiciness was not stimulating, but it was enough to lift his spirit.
It was as if it had turned into a magical hand.
It firmly grabbed all of his attention. However, before the lingering spiciness had the time to claim supremacy, a wave of sweetness came and attacked his taste buds.
The tender spiciness of the diced chicken combined with the crispness of the peanuts.
Blended together into a delicacy that was impeccable on the tip of the tongue.
In fact, it was not that Moriarty had never tasted other delicacies.
He had even tasted a lot of authentic Chinese food, but no matter how much he ate, it was not as captivating as the one in front of him.
Whether it was the fragrant but not greasy twice-cooked pork,
Or the spicy and crispy Kung Pao Chicken. Even the bowl of sweet and plump white rice left Moriarty with an endless aftertaste.
What?
You asked Moriarty if he still remembered the purpose of his visit?
…
…
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What purpose?
He was a proper customer, and he was just here for a meal!
Just as Moriarty was looking forward to the third dish,
A claypot suddenly appeared in front of him.
He raised his head slightly, and a face 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 under her chef's hat.
Without any makeup, she looked neat and tidy.
She put down the tray, then grabbed the sides of the claypot, and put it in front of Moriarty.
He asked, "Are you the head chef of this Chinese restaurant?"
As long as Moriarty was willing, 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 guest who had come to eat.
"Yes." Issou smiled at the first customer who walked into their restaurant. "Sir, how was the dish?"
As he spoke, Issou reached out and lifted the lid of the pot. Moriarty, who was about to answer him, was instantly hit with an irresistible aroma.
He was so stunned that he forgot to answer Issou's question. All he could think of was 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.
There was no fishy smell in the hot Fish Head Tofu Soup. Perhaps it was because the fish head was fried in oil, scallions, and ginger, but he could only smell its freshness.
Probably because it had just been taken out of the stove, the snow-white Fish Head 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.
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. It was as if they could melt on the tip of his tongue. 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.
By the time Moriarty finished the fish head tofu soup, he felt like he was a big cat with a full belly.
"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 were sparkling because of his lively emotions. In the blink of an eye, his gaze 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 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. Moreover, she was praised so straightforwardly that she couldn't help but feel happy.
"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.
"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 knowledge 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, "Twenty percent off! At most, I'll give you a twenty percent discount, no more, and this is on account of your good looks and good compliments. "
Seeing Issou's expression, Moriarty laughed and asked deliberately, "Will I get a twenty percent discount in the future?"
Hearing this, Issou could not help but burst out laughing. "That depends on whether you can compliment me as well in the future."
"That's easy." Moriarty said, "Doesn't everyone automatically unlock the fancy compliments when they eat your food?"
Issou, "…"
You win!
She was going to get a twenty percent discount!
Twenty percent discount, "…"
What kind of grudge was this?!
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 stared 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.
[Oh.] Her mother said with certainty. [Then you must have seen it before.]
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.] Her mother chuckled. [Is there a second burden in the world who is cuter than my good girl?]
Issou responded happily. [That's true.]
When she heard Issou's response, her mother, who knew that she only heard the word "cute" and ignored the word "burden", was speechless.
My Big Baby might be a fool, right?
For a moment, her mother didn't know if it was a good thing for her to let Yi Su go to New York alone, because her silly appearance really made people feel uneasy.
Issou, who did not know that her mother had equated her with a silly look, was relieved when she learned that she did not come to New York to kick her out of the house.
Her mother, who noticed this, teased her. [Good girl, are you afraid that I'll leave you behind?]
[Are you kidding me?] Issou blinked. [I just don't want to take advantage of you. You raised 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 raised me for 21 years. When you retire, I'll pay you back for 42 years. Don't you dare go back on your word before I've paid you back.]
When she heard Issou's words, her mother's eyes flashed with gentleness. However, Issou, who was on the other end of the phone, did not see it. She only heard her mother say, [It's not cheap to raise me. Are you sure you won't let me starve for 41 years of my retirement?]
Issou, "…"
This was really her mother!
After the phone call, 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 also surprised. "Issou? Why are you here? "
"I was about to ask you the same thing." Issou pushed the trolley behind him. "I'm here to do something. 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 when he heard that, he knew what she was here for. "How is it? Did it go well? "
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