With the help of Ogawa Masaki, Ogawa Yoshio, who had regained consciousness, got out of the car. He looked pale and haggard, and was as thin as a bamboo pole in the cold wind. His eyes were blank and dull, and he seemed not to recognize even his own home.
"Yuuri, tell Nicun and the others that they should eat lighter meals from now on."
"Yes, Nimura and the others said that today's dinner is grilled salmon, shrimp and tofu pot with pickled vegetables, fried dumplings, and miso soup..."
The middle-aged woman named Yuli immediately responded:
"Is this okay?"
"Um."
The old woman nodded and walked into the entrance first.
Hearing the names of these dishes, Kidd's face instantly changed, turning dark blue.
It is very light and healthy, just the fish and shrimp...
hiss....
I really can't accept it.
"If you don't like it, I can ask the chef to make some other dishes."
After work, Ogawa Chengzhi had already changed into casual clothes. Noticing that Kidd looked unhappy, he smiled and said:
"What would you like to eat?"
Sakaki Makoto and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one said anything. Only Kidd muttered:
"Are there any non-fish? I don't eat fish...."
"Of course. Ercun and his team were first-rate chefs back then. They knew how to cook many different cuisines, and their best dish was Italian. It just so happens that my family recently bought some high-quality Wagyu beef. How about making you some spaghetti bolognese and some steak?"
"Thank you very much..."
"How many people are there, Mr. Domon?"
"us?"
Domon Yasuki raised his eyebrows and said calmly:
“We’re not hungry.”
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