"a thousand and twenty dollars per person in japanese
When this hot search was carried out, the white collar, waiting in line, suddenly felt that it was called a paper-burning hand — it had been paid for half a month, 80 per cent of what the boss had earned with tears。
Don't yell at the dealer
In the wholesale market, 70 pounds of salmon, 20 slices of fish, which is so thin that it can see light; and six plates of disk, 128, which is a 21-dollar lump, which is worse than the drop price. Sweet shrimp is even more ridiculous, with $1. 50 coming in, and two platters, and māori goes straight to 92%, and even the internet loan calls me brother. Sea urchins go for a second, 80 grams of wholesale, shopkeepers shake, half a spoon, less than 200, and this is not selling, clearly, the concept of a sea house。
It's more like speech. The blackboard at the door says, “air transport today”, but the boxes have a norwegian 2-dimensional code; the menu, “wild yellows”, sounds like a jump from the pacific ocean, a check of the number of the pond, with a higher farm density than the peak of the subway. As soon as the news of nuclear waste water came out, japan's imports were being cut to the knees, and many shops were wearing the phrase “fukui directly” and asking for “early customs clearance”, which was translated: the freezer was hoarded last year and is still scraping。
Some eat fish, others eat filters. Seventy-eight per cent of the girls admitted that the 1280 omakase was only a nine-gauge circle for friends, with the words “the moon tonight smells of bluefin tuna”, and the more it goes, the more they feel the value of the fish stings. The more expensive the person is, the more satisfied the person is, the more the taste buds are talking, the more the brain is giving itself steps: i've spent so much money i have to eat, or isn't it stupid
However, the truth of the post-cook is that 85 per cent of the shops are stabbing at substandard cold temperatures, and the parasites are throwing parties in the ice; 60 per cent of the food is repeatedly unfrozen, and more bacteria than the previous ones. You think it's a ritual to sit on the board and watch "tarter" wipes the knife, but the boss is counting 3500 a month as apprentice and can't cut 500 more。
Remember three words:
(a) over 300 per capita and overpayment of premium taxes
(a) if the menu contains the word “offer” and “live”, ask the customs declaration or change home if it is not available
In the end, i'll go to the supermarket cold-chain, buy a whole salmon at $128 and go home with a self-filter, and i'll be able to fool 88 of them - the wallet and the liver。
