Almighty in the city

Chapter 520 Give me ten copies

The morning sun, the clouds that cut through the sky, will shine in this Asia's largest international city.

Unlike most cities in China, there are rare mobile breakfast spots on the streets of Chiyoda Castle in the early morning.However, in some inconspicuous places in the streets and alleys of Chiyoda Castle, a family home either has a "food" cloth sign or a small shop with a "opening" wooden sign, but it is already long before the sky is up. Just get busy.

These are not seen on both sides of the bustling streets, but the restaurants "hidden" in these lanes are the most common breakfast shops in neon, and they are also the first choice for neon salaried workers when there is no time for breakfast at home.

Buying a rice ball, plus a cup of steaming soy milk, has become the standard breakfast for most migrant workers who come to Chiyoda City to discuss life.

It was already a deep-rooted biological clock, and Bai Yifan walked out of the Chiyoda Castle New Otani Hotel where he was staying at 6:45 in the morning.

This kind of five-star hotel naturally provides breakfast, but Bai Yifan decided to eat the most authentic breakfast on the streets of Chiyoda Castle.

As the largest international city in Asia, the air quality in Chiyoda Castle in the morning is really good and limited.Fortunately, the place to stay is not too far from the imperial city, and the nearby greenery is obviously better than other areas in Chiyoda city center.

After a half-hour trot around the moat, Bai Yifan got into a small alley that was only three or four people wide.

Such small alleys are not uncommon in places such as Chiyoda Castle, where many internationally famous century-old shops are hiding in such alleys.

Bai Yifan walked and watched with interest.

In this small alley where he entered, most of the shops are closed, and even a few are closing and locking the shops at this time.

Looking at the cloth signboards filled with different Japanese characters and the neon lights that have been cut off, it is not difficult to judge that this alley is a "night market" mainly operating bars and custom shops.

There are too many such "night markets" in Chiyoda City.

When the migrant workers are busy doing part-time jobs at night or catching second and third odd jobs, in these "night markets", there is a lot of feasting, singing and dancing.

They are like another dimension of time and space parasitic in the city at night. Whenever the sun rises, it is the moment when they disappear from the city.

Bai Yifan walked unhurriedly, watching one by one, and finally, when he was about to reach the end of the alley, he saw an "alternative" breakfast shop in this alley.

Outside the shop, the Japanese text "Early Food" with blue letters on a white background is hung.

The window-like shop door was half open, and a burst of fragrant wheat wafted from it.

Bai Yifan smiled, he walked over with a smile, and gently opened the half-open wooden door.

Inside is the design of a neon sushi restaurant. Inside the circular bar, there are two chefs, one old and one young, and several people are already sitting on the round wooden stools surrounding the bar.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, only two of these people looked at Bai Yifan who came in. After a glance, they bowed their heads and ate the breakfast in front of them.

Kendo practice clothes, boxing practice clothes, some of them wear wooden clogs on their feet——

Just a glance, Bai Yifan knew that these diners who were eating breakfast here were people from the neon martial arts world, but these people didn't seem to recognize him in this slightly dim room.

"Boss, come here for a signature breakfast." Bai Yifan pointed to one of the hanging tags on the bar, smiled and spoke fluently and authentically in Chiyoda Castle dialect to the two chefs in the bar, one old and one young.

"Okay, please sit down." The gray-haired old chef also nodded with a smile, and turned around to prepare "signature early" for him.

Half a box of tuna sushi is paired with a white porridge that exudes the fragrance of rice, plus a stack of secret cucumbers and a stack of secret sauces. This is the shop’s "signature early".

Bai Yifan ate, observing the warriors in the neon martial arts world with interest.

Obviously, these people are completely different from the young people who were sent to follow him yesterday. After he glanced over, he found that at least two of them were "master-level" who had developed "dark power". "Martial artist, the aura of several other people is also long, even if they haven't practiced "dark energy", they have already touched this threshold.

These people, I think, should be the "elite" disciples of their respective schools. After all, even in China, in addition to the famous schools and families such as Wudang, Shaolin, Tangmen, and Huashan, other schools are also Can't find a few masters of Chinese martial arts, and more, these disciples who have half-footed into the realm of "masters", these people are the real mainstays of a school.

The two masters of national martial arts who had practiced "dark energy" seemed to sense the attention Bai Yifan looked at them, and they all glanced at him calmly, but they were limited to this.

The two then concentrated on working on the breakfast in front of them.

"Boss, please have another one." A warrior in his early thirties, after eating his own breakfast, seemed to be still a little bit more interested, and he waved to the two bosses and chefs in the bar. Say hello.

"Boss, I want another one too—" Another person raised his hand, "The porridge is a bit full, so don't worry if I can't finish it."

"Okay." The old man responded with a smile, and the young man who didn't know if it was his grandson, prepared another copy for each of them.

Next, after eating the first breakfast, these warriors all proposed "additional meals" one after another. Among them, the ones that were eaten faster were "additional meals" three times when Bai Yifan finished eating the half box of tuna sushi. .

Bai Yifan picked up the facial tissue on the dinner plate, wiped his mouth gracefully, and then raised his hand: "Boss, exactly the same, give me ten copies.", ...