Chapter 687: Hometown Food

The next morning after 10:00am, Rie Sakai was sitting on top of the couch in the living room, reading a book. Sakai Aiko appeared in front of her with an elderly man.

Sakai Rie closed the book in her hand and placed it on her right side. She was not unfamiliar with the older man in front of her, he was the chef of the folklore store that her mother ran.

Aiko Sakai sat directly to her eldest daughter’s left and smiled, “The other day, I called to ask about you. You said you wanted to eat hometown food, so I brought you the best chef inside my store. Besides, we are all acquaintances. You grew up eating his handmade dishes as well.”

“Ms. Rie, hello. It’s been a long time.” The great general chef was hands naturally down, towards Sakai Rie was having a forty-five degree bow said.

Sakai Rie didn’t get up and reported a smile, “It’s been a long time.”

“And I wonder if it’s possible to cook here?” Chef Daisho boarded the airplane without bringing his own knives and such. Even if he had brought those with him, the security at the airport wouldn’t have let him through.

Instead, this one of him followed Aiko Sakai and flew directly from Kochi City to the Tokyo Metropolis. For no other reason than to cook the most authentic hometown dishes for Rie Sakai.

“Have my personal maid take you to the kitchen. If you have any requests, just tell her.” Sakai Rie said bluntly.

“For the noon meal, I will definitely be able to make you eat your favorite and most authentic hometown dishes.” The great general chef swore.

“There’s no rush. You first familiarize yourself with the environment here. At dinnertime, you’ll prepare another table of rich hometown cuisine. At that time, I’ll call Masayoshi Kishimoto and have him come here to enjoy the hometown dishes as well.” Rie Sakai calmly said.

The great general chef was instantly beaming with pride and honor as he said, “I will absolutely bring out my skills to dedicate the most perfect hometown cuisine to Miss Rie and Chairman Kishimoto.”

Even he himself knew very well that he was a small chef from a small place, and did not dare to compete with the big, famous chefs from places like Tokyo.

He was able to come to Tokyo this time, it was specifically for the purpose of cooking home town dishes for Ms. Rie, it was also regarded as a business trip, after all, Aiko Sakai had already made it clear to him that not only did she cover all the travel expenses, lodging expenses, and meal expenses, but she also counted the salary as well as an additional subsidy.

These were not the things he valued most. Although Rie Sakai hadn’t been eating a lot of his hand-cooked food, she hadn’t eaten any of her own cooking since she’d gone off to university in Tokyo.

Counting the time before and after, a total of six or seven years had passed. Even if she had returned to Kochi during that period, she had not eaten her own cooking.

He knew, of course, that things were different now. Nowadays, Rie-san was not only Mrs. Kishimoto, who was married to another woman, but she was also the wife of a plutocrat.

Whenever she came back to her hometown, some local bigwigs would take the initiative to invite her one by one.

She went to the place, also naturally have cooking skillful famous store chef is personally sit down cooking. To put it bluntly, herself is a small restaurant chef.

Today, by the Japanese financial circles known as hard gold plutocrat Kishimoto Masayoshi will personally come to taste his hand-made hometown dishes, is really an honor.

In the future, he would not only be able to brag to his friends and family, as well as his children and grandchildren, that he was also a chef who had personally cooked for the Zaibatsu, but he would also have a gimmick, that his cooking skills were quite good.

Otherwise, how could one possibly offer his cooking skills in front of the plutocrat? Other people had eaten all kinds of good food, and had seen all kinds of famous chefs.

At this time, the personal maid was the one who led the great general chef was out of the suite’s living room, running towards the hospital’s small kitchen that was specially provided for VIPs.

“I’ve heard that Tokyo’s housing prices are continuing to rise.” Aiko Sakai said with a sense of purpose.

Rie Sakai had heard the most about the rising house prices in recent days. She raised her right hand to support her head and slightly angled her body, “Is it possible that you still want to invest in a house in Tokyo? Or are you planning to open that folklore store that was passed down from your ancestors back home to Tokyo?”

“I am concerned about you. The private money you have on hand shouldn’t just know how to store it inside the bank, but should be invested in real estate to gain more profit. I know a realtor who is particularly reliable.” Aiko Sakai said bluntly.

“Mom, I don’t save my personal money. As for believing it or not, that’s all up to you. Since I married Masayoshi Kishimoto, I won’t have any bit of selfishness towards him.

Even if I have spare money on hand, I should leave it to him to take care of, after all, he himself is a renowned investor. Why should I labor over money?

Besides, Hard Gold Construction, a subsidiary of the Hard Gold Group, is the company that directly develops properties, so why turn a corner to get a cheap real estate agent?”

Rie Sakai had blocked her mother’s words with a 360-degree angle. She made it clear that she didn’t have any money on hand, so if she wanted to borrow money or anything else, she was not allowed to talk about it.

“How can you be so stupid as a child? As a woman, this hand how can not save some private money in the evening? Since it’s private money, you shouldn’t let your husband know about it.

We save this private money is not to hide money, but for the future in case of any accident can take out money for a relief.

It’s not just us women who save our own money, but also men who save a certain amount of money as well.” Aiko Sakai persuaded.

“Masayoshi Kishimoto is solely responsible for making money, while my job is to spend it. As he told me, is it necessary for the majority of people to know whether wages are derived from capital or from the value produced during the production process?

The average person just needs to know that someone is paying them on time. One of the deep-rooted reasons for the continued rise in Tokyo’s housing prices is that there are rich people who are contributing to the rise.

The rich have capital and can afford to play. Poor people don’t have capital and can’t afford to play. Therefore, the poor only by the rich people to play around the life.

This explains why the rich people every day drunkenness, but still have endless money, while the poor people every day as cattle and horses can not afford to buy the root of the house.

Rising property prices will inevitably lead to rising land prices. The government sells land to get more revenue and taxes.

The government has turned a blind eye to this and is happy to see it happen. For the banks, it is also good news. They can lend out. The longer this lending goes on, the more profitable it is for them.

In the end, at the end of the day, an ordinary person or an ordinary family with a rigid need for a house is thus mercilessly and invisibly subjected to layers of exploitation.” Rie Sakai spoke eloquently.