I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Chapter 325 Conan Doyle House, Useless Voucher

The sky began to rain steadily, and the original blue sky was also covered by a whole piece of black clouds.

It was black, and the clouds flickered with thunder from time to time, like a monster about to eat people.

The power of nature is still so awe-inspiring, and when a thunder is gone, no one can hold it, except for those strange men and strangers with extraordinary talents.

"Wow!"

The rain fell suddenly, and it didn't look like it slowly grew bigger from a young age, it just poured out.

Except for the sunset, this kind of rainy weather can also bring out the sadness.

The protagonist and heroine in the play broke up in this kind of weather. Even if it wasn't, after breaking up, it suddenly rained like today.

A sad character is lying in a pool of blood, and the sky is pouring down, seeming to cry for this character.

....

This method has been very common in various TV series, old-fashioned, classic and useful.

Guangyou looked at this rainy scene through the car window without a trace of negative emotions in his heart.

Although the rainy weather sometimes brings out a sad atmosphere, but in many cases another feeling is comfortable.

After the rain, the air is fresher. Listening to the wonderful music played by nature, I took out a classic book and drank a cup of the best West Lake Longjing.

This kind of scene always makes people feel that you are gentle and elegant, but if you forcefully make such a move, you will have the feeling of pretending to be better. If you don’t pretend, you can only say that it is pretentious and elegant.

Guangyou was in a very good mood. What happened last night made him happy for a long time.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your smile is very rippling."

Conan slammed Guangyou with a smile of "I understand".

Guangyou shrugged, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door without doing anything wrong.

Even if a ghost knocks on the door, it's fine if it's a male ghost peeing a little boy.

If it's a female ghost, turn a horror movie into an action movie.

The previous life is not without such movies.

I have to say that Little Japan can still play.

The names of roads in each country are different, but one street is an exception.

In most countries, there is a neighborhood called Chinatown.

There are three major Chinatowns in Japan, namely Yokohama Chinatown, Kobe Nanjingcho, and Nagasaki Shinchi Chinatown.

The Chinatown I'm going to this time is Yokohama Chinatown among the three major Chinatowns.

Yokohama Chinatown is located in Yamashitacho, Naka District, Yokohama, Japan. It has a century-old history. Most of the thousands of overseas Chinese living here are mainly from China and Guangdong Province. It is the largest Chinatown in Asia.

Here, there are more than two hundred Huaxia restaurants, most of which are cuisines from the south of China, each maintaining the original flavor of the cuisine.

Because there are so many restaurants, this is also called a "food paradise". Japanese people often help the old and the young to come here to feast and visit.

When I drove to Chinatown, Guangyou was refreshed with a strong Chinese breeze.

The antique door, looking at the Japanese or English of the shops on the street for a long time, the Chinese signboard here made Guangyou think that he was back to his hometown for a moment.

Jingcheng restaurant, Cantonese style tea house, Sichuan fragrant antique restaurant, etc. with strong regional style restaurants abound here.

Even if it rains, Chinatown is full of people.

Either alone, in pairs, or traveling with the family.

They all walked along the road of Chinatown with smiles on their faces.

Most of them speak pure Mandarin, but there are also some Sichuan accents, Cantonese, Hakka, and there is also Japanese in these.

"There are so many people here."

Uncle Maori stood at the door with an umbrella, and he was surprised when he watched the crowds of Chinatown.

Perhaps because of Uncle 73, the restaurant named Conan Doyle was called the restaurant that Xiaolan picked up.

It’s because we pay tribute to the author of Holmes.

It's just that this name is always a bit contradictory in Chinatown.

There is always a prediction in Guangyou's heart that this restaurant will either change its name or go bankrupt in the future. After all, there is a western restaurant in Chinatown, which always feels a little wrong.

The fact is just as Guangyou thought, the owner of this restaurant was originally a Sherlock Holmes fan, and he took this name as a tribute.

However, after five years, the restaurant was unable to make ends meet, and in the end it was renamed Huaxing Building, meaning the rise of China.

I don’t know if it’s the reason for the name or something else.

These are also things....

Stepping into the Conan Doyle Building, the waiter standing at the door is also Chinese, but he grew up in Japan.

"Do the four have a reservation?"

The waiter leaned forward and asked with a smile.

"Please wait a moment."

Xiaolan said as she took out the invitation ticket from her pocket and handed it over, "This invitation ticket should belong to your restaurant, right?"

After taking a look, the waiter nodded: "Yes, please show me the coupon."

After taking a look at the invitation ticket, the waiter leaned a little with an apologetic smile on his face: "Sorry, it is indeed our restaurant's invitation ticket, but this invitation ticket cannot be used now."

"You said this invitation ticket can't be used?"

Xiao Lan "handled" the reception ticket from the waiter, and said puzzledly, "But is this your store above?"

The waiter smiled bitterly, and when he wanted to explain, Uncle Maori spoke.

"You can make it clear now, why can't the reception coupons issued by your restaurant be used?"

Another tall, dark-skinned waitress put his hand on the shoulder of Uncle Maori.Said politely: "This gentleman, would you please go outside and talk?"

Xiao Lan felt a bit fierce when she saw that person, with her hand still on the shoulder of Uncle Maori, and her words seemed to be banished.

Thinking of the reception ticket, she flew directly and stopped firmly on the man's neck.

"You'd better not use brute force to drive us out. We won't leave until you have made it clear."

Xiao Lan's eyes were sharp, and her tone was the last polite, as if you were going to be knocked down by me with violence.

The male waiter looked fierce, but in fact he was stunned directly. It is not good if he is not counseled. After all, it is a guest. Those who disrespect the guest can't do it here.

"Yes.. That's the case. This invitation ticket has already stated that it can only be used on Sundays or holidays. You can check it again."

Xiaolan's feet were quickly put down, and at the same time as Uncle Maori took out the invitation ticket and looked at the instructions above.

This wave really does not blame the restaurant, it clearly writes these matters in black font.

The scene became a bit awkward in an instant.

The two of them stared at Doudou's eyes and scratched their heads. The momentum just gone forever.

"That's it..."

The two said in unison.

Realizing the mistake, he quickly apologized to the two waiters.

At the same time, Uncle Maori glanced at Xiaolan and complained: "Really, I blame you for not looking carefully."

"It's not that you can't wait to come when you hear that it's free."

Not to be outdone, Xiaolan choked Uncle Maori directly.

"Sir, do you four want to dine here?"

Uncle Maori was at a loss for words, what to eat, a lot of money, not to eat, he was always a little unwilling to see the rain when he drove to Kanagawa Prefecture.

"Sir, can you give us a chance to have a meal with you guys."