Chapter 368: : Tamagawa Koin

"How long are you going to retreat here?"
Yuchuan Misa greeted Xia Yu to the Zen room. The two sat on the tatami of a Zen room. Outside the house was a courtyard with a small pool. A little further away was the rugged mountain wall. Several maple trees were quietly staying in the corner.
"It's about the end of the month on the 20th."
Xia Yu is also not sure.
"Well, just how long you live." Tamagawa Misa gazed at him shiningly.
"Is there anyone else in the monastery?"
"Not for the time being." Tamagawa Misa shook his head. "There are few guests in the Tamagawa Institute. This is a special place. Many people do not want to come."
She said, looking worried.
"That, Ayu, if you encounter something strange, try to comply with them and meet their requirements, which is good for you." Tamagawa Misa whispered.
Xia Yu's forehead was filled with question marks, and said in amusement: "What if I don't satisfy them?"
Tamagawa Misa also smiled.
"Here, after all, it is the Yuchuanyuan. My grandma is very powerful. You don't have to worry too much!" she said.
"Oh, does the monastery have a professional kitchen?"
"follow me--"
The mysterious God of Tamagawa Misa took Xia Yu to the corner of the temple.
There is a separate Japanese-style building here. One row passes by, three floors high, and Yuchuan Meisha is on the first floor. You can open the paper sliding door of a room at will.
All of a sudden, modern kitchens are exposed.
"Not bad!"
Xia Yu praised, went into the kitchen and touched it. He was afraid that there was no kitchen environment to show his hands and feet. Although it was a quiet retreat, he was retreating in order to study the "must-kill" recipes.
"You have to clean it yourself after use. The ingredients are not provided by the Yuchuan Institute. You can find a supplier to bring it yourself." Yuchuan Misa said with a smile at the door.
"That, Sister Meisha, ask you something." Xia Yu turned back, "Are you a member of the Yusi family "Yuchuan family"?"
This problem is too sudden.
Yuchuan Misha was startled, her expression suddenly dull, her head lowered and she didn't reply for a long time, as if she was ashamed to speak.
"Yuchuan Academy is the Yuchuan Academy, and has nothing to do with the Yuchuan family!"
Said a harsh old voice.
"Grandma!" Yuchuan Misa turned hurriedly.
In the hallway outside the door stood a female monk in Tsing Yi.
She was at least seventy years old, not bald, with short male-like silver-white hair and white eyebrows, but her eyes were extremely sharp, and she stared straight at Xia Yu.
"You are Xia Qing's grandson." she asked, her anger implied in her voice.
"This one……"
Xia Yu groaned inwardly, and blamed the old man for being unreliable. Did he push his grandson to the Qiu family?
"You can call me Yuchuan Abbot!"
The female monk said angrily: "The old fellow Xia Qing, since defeating me three times, has never been to Kamakura. I can't go to Tokyo to find him. After more than ten years, I didn't expect his grandsons to go High school!"
Xia Yu got it.
It turned out to be the old man's defeat, no wonder he was holding his breath.
"You can stay here, but if you want my asylum, you have to promise me a condition first!" said the abbot Yuchuan.
"what?"
Xia Yu asked. Although I don't understand the meaning of asylum, but others are abbots here and should always be treated with respect.
"A fair halberd with my granddaughter!"
The abbot of Tamagawa raised his finger to Tamagawa Misa, who was shrunk in the corner.
"what!"
Xia Yu and Yuchuan Meisha exclaimed at the same time.
"Who did I mess with?" Xia Yu's abdomen, away from Tokyo, he didn't want to hear the news about the halberd. I didn't expect to come to Kamakura, but he couldn't avoid the halberd. Double ten girl.
Do you eat halberd? Xia Yu resisted, and didn't want to accept it, but the system popped up a task prompt:
"[The first step to conquer the Yuchuan family]."
"Reminder: In the private halberd battle, defeat Tamagawa Misa."
"Bonus: 10 talent points."
What? !
After glancing at the reward information, Xia Yu was slightly shocked, and then gave a glimpse of Yuchuan Misa, who was full of ladies' temperament, "The system is not good! Give 10 talent points at a time, indicating that the difficulty of winning is not low!" "
"how about it!"
When the abbot Yuchuan saw him silent, he sneered with a sneer: "You are the grandson of Xia Qing, and Meisha is my granddaughter. The fight between you and your grandfather Xia Qing will continue to your generation!"
"If Meisha wins, hum! That means I will win a round and I will defeat Xia Qing's old guy!"
Xia Yu was dumbfounded by the strong competitive heart of this Yuchuan abbot.
Hello, old man, you are a monk!
Put down the butcher knife!
Hesitating.
Xia Yu was planning to engage in the fight, but he planned to ask the old man, so he took out his mobile phone on the spot and dialed an international call. When the old man on the opposite side listened to his speech and gave a little silence, he laughed heartily. .
"You are my grandson of Xia Qing, representing, my Xia's lintel, not only to face the challenge, but also to lose!"
"I have never lost your grandpa!"
Xia Qing's arrogance dryly said.
"Snapped!"
At this time, the abbot Yuchuan seized Xia Yu's mobile phone and shouted to the international long distance: "What do you say old man? You won me, does not mean that your grandson can also win my granddaughter!"
"That may not be necessary!" Xia Qing said haha.
The two old guys competed on the phone.
Xia Yu and Yuchuan Meisha quietly retreated to the corridor.
"Sister Meisha, how many star chefs are you now?" Xia Yu knocked sideways.
Tamagawa Misa glanced at him with a funny look, "You treat me as not watching the news? I know you just passed the super exam two days ago, oh oh, the youngest super chef in history in neon territory. And you and me I heard about my sister’s halberd."
"What, sister?" Xia Yu was startled.
"Yeah, she is my sister, but this relationship is just my wishful thinking. The main family of Yuchuan does not recognize my blood." Yuchuan Meisha said softly.
An illegitimate girl?
The word suddenly appeared in Xia Yu's head.
"If you want to defeat my sister, defeat me first!" Tamagawa Misa said, "My [super-aural] is not as deep as the talent of my sister.
really!
Xia Yu awe-inspiring.
The pair of sisters in the Yuchuan family all have [super-aural]!
Thinking of Tamagawa Misa's stunning performance in the assessment, Xia Yudun felt that he was confronting Tamagawa Ayaka's halberd with another shadow.
"I will go all out!"
Yuchuan Meisha said softly: "Actually, at the end of the assessment in March, I want to have a private halberd with you!"
"So, work hard together!"
Xia Yu reached out and gave a high-five with the female chef.
The halberd was carried out the next day, and the title was decided by the abbot of Yuchuan.
The day passed and night fell.
late at night.
Xia Yu, who was practicing ice sculpture recipes in the kitchen, suddenly heard a wailing meow.
"Wow--"
Open the sliding door of the kitchen, and the black lights outside the corridor were blinded.
A little black figure flashed, Xia Yu stretched tightly, and then he sighed in relief. He looked down at the flower cat hovering under his feet and smiled and scolded: "You little thing is calm!"
The flower cat bit his trousers, and his amber eyes were anxious.
"what happened?"
Xia Yu was about to squat down. Unexpectedly, three or two strange heavy footsteps came from the promenade. Someone was walking there.
"A Yu, A Yu--"
There was a slight female voice calling outside, and Xia Yu came out with cold sweat.
Looking back, it turned out that it was Tamagawa Misa holding a lantern and waving to him in the deep courtyard ~EbookFREE.me~, "It's late at night, it's time to go back to the Zen room and rest!"
"and many more!"
Xia Yu went back to the kitchen to do a little tidying, and panted slightly to Tamagawa Misa.
All the way back to where I lived.
"That, Sister Meisha, are you a little weird here?" Xia Yu looked at the girl sitting opposite the tea table and asked vaguely.
"No!"
Yuchuan Meisha smiled and said: "Maybe I am used to it?"
"habit?"
Glancing at the sliding door, staring at the flower cat that had blown up in the dark corner of the courtyard, Xia Yu always felt that it was a very wrong decision to go to this retreat.
Zhenxi, Erina, let me tell you, don’t go to the deep mountain old temple!
Xia Yu made a weak voice.