Chapter 478 Daily Life at Qiaojie's Home

When leaving the White Horse Temple.

The White Horse Monk bowed and nodded all the way to send Ye Sihai and others out of the door.

Then he sent them to the car.

Then he stood there, waving his hands continuously until he could no longer see the taillights of the car.

Then he turned back excitedly.

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In the car, Ye Sihai also had a face full of laughter and tears.

Qiaojie's calculations were not ordinary shrewd.

It actually hit him.

Two hundred million US dollars to buy the White Horse Temple.

That's right.

After knowing Ye Sihai's identity, the White Horse Monk agreed without hesitation.

If he was not really short of money, it is estimated that this guy would be willing to give his ancestral property to Ye Sihai.

After leaving the White Horse Temple, Qiaojie took Liu Hanhan to have a buffet.

The boss was so hungry that he wanted to cry.

It was already 8:30 in the evening when he got home.

Ye Sihai was also a little tired. He drank a glass of sake with Sister Qiao, then washed up and went to bed.

No words were spoken all night.

He woke up the next day at 9:30 in the morning.

After washing up, he prepared clothes for him in the closet in the room.

After changing into a set of home clothes, he was ready to see what Liu Hanhan was doing.

Unexpectedly, this guy was watching cartoons in the living room early in the morning.

"Are you awake?"

Sister Qiao was wearing a slightly oversized home outfit, rolling up her sleeves and kneading noodles in a stainless steel basin.

Ye Sihai was surprised:

"What are you doing?"

Sister Qiao smiled:

"Buckwheat noodles."

Ye Sihai...!

Japan has buckwheat noodles, and buckwheat noodles are one of the oldest traditional foods in Japan.

More than a thousand years ago in the Nara period, buckwheat noodles had an inseparable history and origin with Buddhism in Japan.

Nowadays, there are special buckwheat noodle shops at the entrance of many temples in Tokyo.

Each shop has its own unique flavor, very authentic.

Meiyi Lingzi seemed to have just woken up, wearing cartoon home clothes, and bowed to Ye Sihai a little embarrassedly:

"Teacher, good morning! Sorry, I got up late."

Ye Sihai's old face turned red.

He himself was a lazy sleeper, so how could he care about his students sleeping in.

Ye Sihai hurriedly smiled and said:

"Go and help your sister make soba noodles!"

Meiyi Lingzi was immediately delighted:

"Yeah, soba noodles, I like it the most."

Ye Sihai decided not to get involved.

He is not very good at cooking, and his cooking skills are very average.

Except for barbecue, which is his specialty, he can only eat, but not other things.

Just wait and eat.

He came to the living room and sat down next to Liu Hanhan.

Some things still need to be thought about.

There must be a reason why the Iwasaki family invited him.

It is probably not because he is rich.

In fact, although his current net worth is considered a super-rich man.

But compared with the wealth of the Iwasaki family...!

It's hard to even get them to look up to him.

The wealth of the Sanlin Group is calculated in trillions of US dollars.

And the Iwasaki family created the Sanlin Group.

As for some of the etiquette of this typical Japanese super-group family banquet, Ye Sihai has never experienced it in his life.

He also learned some knowledge by watching.

Basically, it all depends on Sister Qiao.

When the time comes, I will take Sister Qiao with me.

Just thinking about it.

"Crack, crack!"

The chewing sound in Liu Hanhan's mouth interrupted his thoughts.

Ye Sihai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and kicked this guy:

"Can you stop? I saw you eating since I came out."

Liu Hanhan felt wronged:

"Boss, it's delicious, try it."

Ye Sihai...!

Sister Qiao saw this scene in the kitchen and couldn't help but smile.

"Lingzi, go pour a cup of tea for your teacher. There are washed fruits in the refrigerator."

Meiyi Lingzi hurriedly said "oh" and ran over to pour tea.

The tea was brought from home by Qiaojie. It was the Dahongpao, a specialty of Minhai. It was very expensive.

Meiyi Lingzi peeled the fruit for Ye Sihai and brought it over. She said respectfully:

"Teacher, please eat the fruit."

Ye Sihai smiled and agreed:

"You eat too."

"I won't eat it. Teacher, you eat it. New recruit, you eat it too. I'll go help my sister make noodles."

Meiyi Lingzi felt extremely happy and warm at the moment.

Having the teacher by my side is the greatest joy.

And my sister is here too.

Ye Sihai was a little bored, so he walked into the kitchen with a teacup in hand and asked with a smile:

"Qiaojie, I will attend the family dinner of the Iwasaki family in a few days. You will accompany me then."

Qiaojie was stunned for a moment:

"What did you say? Iwasaki family? Is it that Iwasaki family?"

Ye Sihai laughed:

"Is there another Iwasaki family in Japan?"

Meiyi Lingzi was stunned.

She looked at Ye Sihai with great admiration, and regardless of her hands being stained with buckwheat noodles, she directly held her heart and looked at the teacher:

"Teacher, is it the Iwasaki family that every prime minister visits first after taking office?"

Ye Sihai smiled and nodded.

Meiyi Lingzi couldn't help but cheer:

"Can you take me there?"

Then she waved her hands again and again in fear:

"No, no, I'm not qualified to go. I'm afraid I won't be qualified to enter the Iwasaki family in my entire life."

Ye Sihai couldn't help but hum:

"Who said that? You are my student. You can go wherever you want. I will take you there the day after tomorrow."

Miyi Suzuko was so happy that she spun around in circles, jumping for joy.

If she really became a guest of the Iwasaki family, it would definitely be equivalent to a talisman for her.

Of course the teacher is great.

But Miyi Suzuko didn't want to trouble the teacher with many small things.

And teachers are not always around.

She is very smart and knows how to protect herself without causing trouble to the teacher.

At a young age, she made money to support herself. Miyi Suzuko has her own little wisdom.

While kneading the dough, Sister Qiao mentioned some taboos of Japanese aristocratic families.

Ye Sihai nodded:

"Okay, I remember it. So what if I can't remember it anyway? The other party invited me, and I'm not willing to go."

After he finished speaking, he felt that saying this seemed a bit too arrogant, and said with a smile:

"But since it's an invitation, we still have to pay attention to etiquette. By the way, what should I wear then?"

Sister Qiao smiled and said:

"Just wear a suit. Suzuko will wear a kimono."

Ye Sihai smiled directly and said:

"I haven't seen Suzuko in a kimono, she must look good."

"Teacher, I...!"

Meiyi Suzuko's face turned slightly red, she lowered her head and called out softly.

Then he paused and said somewhat depressedly:

"Actually, I've never worn a traditional kimono before. It was only after I became popular that I could afford it."

Ye Sihai...!

The traditional kimonos of Japan are very expensive, and girls from ordinary families will buy a special set only when they reach adulthood.

And when you get married.

Of course, rich people don't care about the money. Many girls own more than ten or even dozens of kimonos.

As for Mii Suzuko, she still doesn’t have a kimono of her own.

Ye Sihai couldn't help but touched her head lovingly:

"The teacher will buy it for you, buy a lot."