The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 52: Tuna Sneak Attack (Part 1)

At 4:45 in the morning, two wet figures climbed out of the water near the Tsukiji Market in Chuo Ward, Tokyo, walked fifty meters along the path at the back of the market, pried open the door of a small house and got in. Ten minutes later, two oriental men in jackets entered the Tsukiji market with a large incubator in their hands. They looked like chefs from a small restaurant who got up early for purchases.

This time is the busiest time of the day at the Tsukiji Market. As the largest integrated wholesale market in Tokyo, Japan, and even the world, the Tsukiji Market, which was founded in 1923, now covers an area of ​​250,000 square meters, with more than One million tons, with a daily transaction volume of more than one trillion yen. Speaking of Tsukiji Market, it is naturally the most famous for its fresh fish products. The seafood market controlled by eight large wholesalers and nearly 1,000 agents is the entire Tokyo catering industry. Sacred place, now the market is crowded with restaurant buyers, middlemen and chefs,

"Lao Qian, Lao Qian, do we need a pseudonym." Gu Tie smirked the partner next to him with his elbow and said, "What if someone can recognize us? I'm an unknown person. , You are a big man with a reward of more than half a million U.S. dollars from gtc, half a million U.S. dollars, dear, if in China, there can be 10,000 old men and old ladies carrying your photos and carrying wooden sticks to block you in the street every day ."

The Ryukyu man glanced at him blankly: "I never show my true face, what's the use of photos."

The Chinese exclaimed: "In other words, you wear a mask when you are with your wife and children, so your wife is so slow that you can’t see it for so many years, and you don’t feel weird when you kiss. Yes, how do you shave? After a long time, the mask will not become stinky? Do you want to take it off and wash it? "

Asada Yuyama knew that the best way to deal with each other was to stop saying a word, shut his mouth tightly and squeeze through the crowd. At this moment, the crowd suddenly changed direction, "Time is up." Someone yelled. The flow of people started surging in one direction, wrapping Gu Tie and Asada in. The Ryukyu people angrily stretched out their arms and pushed away the people around them, but Gu Tie smiled and said, “If you squeeze through the Beijing bus, you’ll know. In this case, it’s best to protect your bags and just follow everyone. It’s useless to resist. You have to go wherever the masses go."

Five o’clock in the morning is the official start of the auction. The first bid is for sea urchins with the highest freshness requirements. Small wholesalers start to act at three o’clock in the morning to mark their favorite products one by one. There was active bidding. The sellers and buyers communicated in the form of old Edo singing, buying, selling, and selling. It sounds a bit like the "vote" when pawnshops accepted goods in modern China. Not long after, sea urchins worth tens of millions of yen were divided up. , The crowd flocked in another direction, the highlight of the tuna auction is about to begin,

"What a big bluefin tuna." Gu Tie, who was among the crowds, saw the goods being auctioned today, and not only exclaimed, the fresh tuna placed in front of the large wholesaler "Fujitaya" stalls are all top-quality goods. Among them, a huge bluefin tuna is the best seller. Although this species is the largest among the tuna, this large fish with a weight of 320 kg is also considered extremely rare.

"We want to call tuna in Japan, let's leave quickly." Asada said impatiently,

At this time, the owner of Fujitaya announced the start of the auction. The first one to appear was the signature tuna. A middleman immediately offered a price of 7 million yen, which is equivalent to 21,875 yen per kilogram. The screen shows that the average transaction price of fresh tuna in the last seven days is only 12,000 yen per kilogram. The bigger the fish, the more precious it is. This is the basic rule of the seafood market. The most luxurious Japanese cuisine in the legend is the whole raw tuna. The fish is served on the table, any part designated by the customer, and the chef cuts off the fish on the spot to make sashimi and sushi.

This is just the beginning. The bidding kept soaring and soon exceeded the 20 million yen mark. Small and weak wholesalers began to choose to give up. When a middle-aged man in a chef's uniform called out a price of 29 million yen, people around him began to hesitate. Now the Japanese economy is in a downturn. The auctions that ran over 30 million yen that year are no longer in time, even if it is approaching. In the New Year, we need such a fish to create a New Year atmosphere, but not everyone can show the courage to spend a fortune,

"30 million." A guy in a jacket raised his hand. It sounded a bit Kansai accent. Although Tokyo is the center of Japanese food culture, Edo cuisine is only a commoner cuisine, and most famous restaurants in Tokyo are Kansai. The branch of the famous restaurant, the origin of the culinary culture is in Osaka. Everyone knows this well, and people around them are talking: "This one sounds like it’s from Kansai. Guess which one is from the kiosk (only private rooms are provided, members The head chef of an ultra-high-end restaurant that operates." "Now the "Otake" has a very good reputation. Deputy Prime Minister Kadokawa often takes care of them, maybe it is from the "Otake"." "Ah, then we must give up. They spent 40 million to photograph New Year's tuna last year."

Gu Tie, who learned a Kansai accent inexplicably, raised his hands happily, and the corner of Xiongshan Asada's mouth twitched, wanting to have a seizure, and because of the public's full view of the public, he could only bite his teeth with a sullen face,

"31 million." The middle-aged man in a chef's uniform thought for a while and barely raised the price.

"35 million." The Chinese responded without hesitation,

No challenger appeared this time. The boss of Fujitaya clapped his hands and knocked the big gong, announcing the end of the auction for this tuna, "Congratulations." "Congratulations." "It will be on the menu today." Well, I must go to'Dazhu' to enjoy this superb tuna." The people around were either envious, jealous, or sincerely gathered around to congratulate him. Gu Tie was a little bit confused, but he still smiled and hugged a fist in return. : "You're welcome, you're welcome, you must come to patronize."

The auction of the next tuna started. The guy from Fujitaya came over to pay the money. The Ryukyu people’s face was so dark that ink dripped, and a few words were squeezed out of their teeth: "What are you doing, we If you want a fish for what purpose, I warn you, if you are joking with me deliberately, in my current mood..."

Gu Tie took out a card and handed it to the dude, and entered the password on the POS machine painfully, "You think I am willing, 3 million yuan, man, more than four thousand yuan per catty, ... you have to believe it. I, just shut up and don't talk nonsense, you will understand it later."

Asada stomped angrily, turned to stand aside and stopped talking. After confirming the payment, the guy at Fujitaya quickly packed more than 300 kilograms of tuna in cold storage and loaded it with a forklift. "Excuse me. Where is your car?" asked the guy with his head tied in a white towel,

"Yes, where is your car, sir." Asada said with a sneer from the side,

"Wait." Gu Tie held up a finger and shook his head, "Wait a minute...Wait a minute...Alright, there is a gate at Tsukiji Market called'Market Bridge Gate', isn't it?"

"Yes, it's a bit far from here, but it's okay." The guy put on the blue and white striped outer cloak of Fujitaya, and pushed the car in front of the road. When the crowd saw the big fish, they were amazed at the left and right separation. Discussing which restaurant has such bold arms, Asada did not speak at this time, walking behind with the mentality of "see what tricks he can play",

Passing through the seafood area, the vegetable and fruit area, the dry goods area, and the grain and oil area, before reaching the market bridge gate at the northern end of the market, Gu Tie went out first and turned around in the neatly parked vans in the crowded alleys. There was a word in the mouth: "toro...toro... where is... yes, man, help put the fish in this car."

He pointed to a red and black van and said, "toro" was written in big red letters on the side of the body, and "sushi, sashimi, washing plate" in small letters, and the address and phone number of the shop below. I knew it was a hotel purchase car. This time I didn’t need Gu Tie’s explanation. The Ryukyu people saw the key at a glance and stretched their brows: “It turns out that it’s like this. When did you make it?”

"Just now." The Chinese smiled triumphantly,

A young man in the driving seat of the car was taking a nap, Gu Tie walked over and knocked on the window: "Hey, get up."

"What are you doing, damn..." The young man with a short head rolled down the window and said, "If you have something to say, please."

"Answer the call." Gu Tie pointed to the phone on the dashboard,

"What call." As soon as the voice fell, the phone buzzed and vibrated. The young man took a look at the phone with a puzzled face and pressed the answer button: "Hey, it's me, ah, the store manager , I’m in Tsukiji,...what, how could it be, so suddenly, okay, I know...what, how does this work, you're kidding."

He looked up and down Gu Tie, then hung up the phone hesitantly, "...President."

The Chinese nodded with a smile: "It's me, now load the tuna in the car, and then take us back to the store. What is your name."

"My name is Maruyama Haramasa,...the president."

This is the strangest day in the life of a young man named Maruyama. His job is to transport the ingredients for a day from the Tsukiji Market every morning to the Toro Hotel located in the former site of the Ministry of Justice, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo. Delivery to the first branch. The phone call just now came from the manager of the restaurant. He told Maruyama that just ten minutes ago, this poorly managed restaurant chain (only two branches) had sold all its shares to a Chinese company. Mr. Xiao, from today this Mr. Xiao Yan will be solely responsible for the operation of Xiaguan’s first branch. All employees in the store will receive a considerable severance pay, so they don’t have to come to work today.

What’s even stranger is that after driving on the road, the president and his friends didn’t sit in the front row, but were messing around in the rear compartment. Maruyama couldn’t restrain his curiosity and took a look in the rearview mirror.