731: Chapter 731: [Michelin Three-Star Restaurant] 731: Chapter 731: [Michelin Three-Star Restaurant] “The opponent is obviously very strong, and it won’t be easy to find their hiding place.
For us, the conditions are quite harsh, and finding the person can even be described as difficult.
Twelve hours is a very short time,” Phoenix explained.
“All right, then I’ll leave it to you, Miss Jiang Yunyan!” Ye Chenfeng and Phoenix clinked glasses.
“With those words from you, Brother Chenfeng, no matter how hard it is, it’s worth it,” smooch!
Phoenix kissed Ye Chenfeng without reservation, leaving a lipstick mark on his face.
“Who knows why you’re kissing me when it’s time for the rescue, I’m supposed to be the one fighting the boss, you guys are just grinding minions,” Shi Buddha said jealously.
“Big Boss Shi Buddha, now I’m the one who’s fighting the boss, and you don’t even get the chance to grind minions,” Heavenly Eye said proudly before leaving with Phoenix.
“Divine King, what do we do now?” God of Killing asked.
“Sleep!”
Ye Chenfeng’s answer was very simple, just two words.
The next day.
Ye Chenfeng awoke.
In fact, he had only fallen asleep at five o’clock and had only slept for three or four hours.
God of Killing was up too.
Though Shi Buddha was unreliable, he also got out of bed at this time, looking utterly refreshed.
“Have Phoenix and Heavenly Eye finished yet?” Shi Buddha asked helplessly.
“They are busy, let’s not disturb them,” Ye Chenfeng said, while taking out the breakfast Phoenix had prepared earlier from the fridge.
“The leader hasn’t given us the results yet, what shall we do for today?” Shi Buddha asked.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at him and replied, “Go shopping!”
“Shopping?
Pfft!”
Shi Buddha had just taken a sip of milk and sprayed it all out.
“With things like this, you still want to go shopping?
Are you sure?” Shi Buddha asked while wiping up the milk.
“I’m sure!”
Shi Buddha: “…”
Even walking on the street, Shi Buddha was in disbelief, asking as they moved, “Are you sure we’re going shopping, boss?”
“Are you monks always so chatty?” God of Killing couldn’t stand it any longer and interjected.
“Pfft!”
Shi Buddha choked.
Could those words really come from God of Killing’s mouth?
Mount Fuji, Capital City, and Ginza, symbols of Japan’s nature, history, and modernity, are known throughout the world.
Now, Ye Chenfeng and the other two found themselves in Ginza, which is as famous as Paris’ Champs-Elysees and New York’s Fifth Avenue, and is Tokyo’s most bustling shopping center.
Ye Chenfeng was leisurely strolling around with the two men.
“No, Divine King, I really can’t understand.
With our backs to the fire, how can you still be in the mood for shopping?
To be honest, I don’t even feel like chasing girls,” Shi Buddha still couldn’t wrap his head around it.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t respond to him, instead leading the two men into a luxurious mall.
“Not the Divine King…”
Shi Buddha wanted to say something else, but God of Killing reminded him, “This is Jintian Corporation’s territory.”
“Gah!”
With just that one sentence, Shi Buddha quieted down and began to look around curiously.
At that moment, he also understood Ye Chenfeng’s intentions.
Ye Chenfeng browsed around the mall, but couldn’t spot any clues, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
“Let’s go!” Ye Chenfeng said.
“Go where?” Shi Buddha asked curiously.
“To eat.”
Shi Buddha: “…”.
Shi Buddha collapsed once again, utterly unable to comprehend what Ye Chenfeng was thinking.
Shi Buddha decided not to overthink and just followed Ye Chenfeng.
“Boss, where are we going to eat this time?
We rarely come to Tokyo; we should have something nice,” Shi Buddha approached him and couldn’t help asking after making up his mind.
“A Michelin three-star restaurant, will that do?” Ye Chenfeng looked at Shi Buddha.
“Damn, a Michelin three-star restaurant, you’re really generous, boss.” Shi Buddha was practically drooling.
Ye Chenfeng gave him a stare: “Do you look at all like a monk?”
“I don’t look like one at all, it’s just bad luck, being picked up by the old monk and taken to Shaolin Temple,” Shi Buddha said, holding his forehead with a look of melancholy.
“Could it be the famous Sushi God that Divine King is taking us to?” suddenly, God of Killing chimed in.
Ye Chenfeng laughed: “Although Sushi God is also a Michelin three-star restaurant, it’s not that one.
It’s somewhere else,” Ye Chenfeng said, intentionally being mysterious.
This was a small house in an alley in Tokyo, yet it was a Japanese restaurant tucked away in such a place.
Without a glamorous facade, nor a conspicuous signboard, it fit the style of most upscale Tokyo Japanese restaurants.
“Divine King, are you telling me that this Michelin three-star restaurant is just this little place?” Shi Buddha said in amazement.
Ye Chenfeng gave him a look: “Haven’t you been to Tokyo on missions before?
How come you’ve never been to a place like this?”
Shi Buddha chuckled sheepishly, shamefacedly scratching his head: “Well, I met plenty of women the last time I came, but I never once visited such a Michelin three-star restaurant.”
Ye Chenfeng: “…”.
The restaurant was small, the bar with only ten seats, and inside there was a six-person private room with a faint scent of cedar.
All eight seats at the bar were taken, only the private room was empty.
“Let’s just leave, there’s no space here.
Plus, what good food could such a small place have?” Shi Buddha complained, wanting to leave.
“Shi Buddha, don’t you know that high-end Japanese restaurants in Tokyo are all like this?” God of Killing interjected.
Shi Buddha looked at him defiantly: “So what you’re saying is, you get it?”
“This is Kanda restaurant, and the head chef Kanda Yuko is a national treasure-level chef, a disciple of the renowned Koyama Hirohisa.
He spent five years perfecting his craft in Paris and came back to open this restaurant.
He and his two senior brothers, Oda Toru, from the Michelin three-star restaurant Ginza Kobu, and Yamamoto Shoji, of Ryugin, are referred to as the ‘Tokyo Three Musketeers.’ The dishes prepared by him are considered a top-notch feast,” explained God of Killing.
“That impressive?” Shi Buddha was also shocked.
“Didn’t expect you to know so much?” Ye Chenfeng smiled.
God of Killing sent a cryptic smile towards Ye Chenfeng, who nodded in response.
Naturally, Shi Buddha couldn’t understand what the two were up to and couldn’t help asking, “What are you talking about?”
“We’re going in!”
Ye Chenfeng smiled and walked in with God of Killing.
Many Michelin restaurants in Japan only accept Japanese customers or bookings through high-end hotels.
Ye Chenfeng marched right in as if he had a reservation.
Inside the restaurant, a middle-aged man in chef’s attire was preparing dishes with several young people.