The sky was bright and bright, the time was between dawn and dawn, and the violent wind and rain gradually became lighter, which seemed to indicate that this long night was about to pass.
In the backstreet of National University of Tokyo, the lights of the ramen stall are still on. Ten minutes ago, Minamoto had left here. Under the warm yellow curtain, only Uesugoshi was arranging the food table and cleaning the guests.
Used bowls and spoons.
Two figures walked slowly from the end of the long street. They seemed to have been talking about something. As they got closer to the ramen stall, the voices became louder and louder.
"Isn't there any human touch in this damn shabby place like Japan? After searching so many streets, why are there so few pubs and restaurants that are open all night, and why do they have a minimum consumption requirement? The more friendly izakayas are still full!"
"There is no way. The weather last night was so bad that most businesses chose to close. It is expected that indoor places will be full. Moreover, in Tokyo, Japan, there are only some high-consumption places that are open all night. Others put out "minimum consumption"
'It makes sense that this kind of rule does not accept us... After all, we look like beggars now."
"Damn it, I've never been treated like a beggar in my life." Another person complained with extreme dissatisfaction, "Or I'll just go to Gao Tianyuan to change into two sets of clothes before coming out, and hide the rest under the sofa.
Why don’t you agree to bring out the change?”
"The road to the underground sewer of Genji Heavy Industries is blocked. We can only enter through the main entrance of Takamagahara, but Takamagahara will continue to be open until the morning. It would be too eye-catching for us to sneak in like this." The man with a heavier and calmer voice said.
Said, "And didn't you just complain that you were hungry and that you must find some hot food to eat?"
"Yeah, so Japan, this damn shitty place, doesn't even have a decent oden or ramen stall that can entertain us."
"We have arrived at the backstreet of the University of Tokyo. The affordable all-night ramen stall that the proprietress of the izakaya mentioned just now should be nearby. I heard that the boss is a senior chef, called Master Yue, and he is very easy to get along with.
"The person with a calm voice said, "But you are so hungry. The proprietress of the izakaya just invited you in for a drink. Why did you refuse her?"
"Are you talking about the boss lady named Aiko?" Another person raised his voice, "Oh! Didn't you see the look in that woman's eyes? It was the look of a predator, as if I was the prey in her eyes.
Likewise, when she invited me to her bedroom, she didn't invite me to have a drink with her at all, but she wanted to eat me up... But she's even as old as my bastard daddy!"
"Oh, so your interests are not mature women? But I see that many of your clients in Gaotian Yuan are of this type."
"That's just a joke, do you understand? If Nono knew that I was having fun with those women, I believe she would understand me. In two months, Nono would disappear for two months at most, so that I can't find her trace... But what if
Something really happened between me and the izakaya proprietress named Aiko, that is, my character was unqualified. If that happened, let alone Nono, I would not forgive myself. If that happened, I would have a problem with my bastard father.
What's the difference?" Another person said righteously, "And you have the nerve to tell me? Those women in Gao Tianyuan caressed your abdominal muscles while shouting "Sikunii Nei", praising your strong muscles like
It's as hard as marble. If Xia Mi finds out about this, you will only be worse off than me, right? Xia Mi won't cramp you and skin you?"
"The cart with the yellow light in front is the ramen stall, right? We're here."
“I didn’t expect that such an upright chairman’s skill in changing topics could be so blunt.”
The two came to the ramen stall, and the moment the curtain was lifted, the two uninvited guests looked at each other and the master chef in the ramen stall, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.
The two of them slowly sat on the seats in front of the dining table. The more calm one said: "Hello, master, let's have two bowls of ramen."
"It's foreign, it's foreign. We won't do business today and we won't receive guests." Uesugi glanced at the visitor and waved his hand casually.
The two people in the ramen stall looked at each other and thought to themselves, didn't the proprietress of the izakaya tell them that this ramen stall is open 24 hours a day? As long as a hungry person comes to the ramen stall, even a beggar, the talkative Master Yue
They would serve each other a bowl of steaming ramen, but how come the ramen chef in front of them and the izakaya proprietress described it completely differently? Could it be that they came to the wrong noodle stall?
Seeing that the two of them had not left, Uesugoshi frowned slightly, but still said patiently: "The ramen has been sold out, and the ingredients have been sold out. Next, the ramen chef will go buy the ingredients. If you really want to eat ramen, come along.
Walk to the end of this alley and wait for a while on the side of the road. There is a chain ramen shop there, which opens at half past seven."
"Are you Master Yue?" One of them asked Uesugi Yue in a tentative tone.
Uesugoshi's heart was moved, and he wondered why this conversation sounded so familiar... He suddenly remembered that when Minamoto came to his ramen stall not long ago, a very similar situation seemed to have happened, and he was treated as a foreigner.
After refusing for a reason, ask yourself if you are a master.
So when Uesugoshi's words of rejection came to his lips, he stopped in time, and he began to carefully look at the two uninvited guests in front of him.
The old man was really stimulated by the "heavyweights" one after another today. The scene when these two people came to the ramen stall was exactly the same as when Lu Mingfei and Yuan Yuan came to the ramen stall. I remembered that not
Knowing the embarrassing words that Eriko and Minamoto said under their identities, Uesugoshi still feels shameless and ashamed until now. He is afraid that these two are also important figures, and he has accidentally neglected them, or maybe...
He said something embarrassing without knowing why.
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This man, who seemed to be no ordinary man, was ignored by Uesugoshi at a glance, and Uesugoshi's eyes were focused on another low-key man.
The other person has black hair, a standard Asian appearance, a face as cold as a knife, a lean figure, a deep and cold temperament... Just looking at the temperament, this person is actually somewhat similar to his own child Yuan Zhisheng.
His three children, among them Eri and Minamoto, have all been to his ramen stall. Uesugoshi looked at the black-haired young man, and a bold and reasonable guess came to his mind involuntarily.
"Are you... a child?" Uesugi stared at the black-haired young man, his voice trembling slightly.
Faced with Uesugoshi's question, the black-haired young man was obviously stunned for a moment. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who is the young girl?"
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"Isn't she a child?" Faced with the young man's question, Uesugoshi was stunned. He asked again uncertainly, "Is it really not? Not a child? Are you not Master Kazama Ruri?"
"Master Kazama Ruri?" The black-haired young man shook his head truthfully, "No."
"Then what's your name?" Uesugoshi's words no longer contained the emotion of nervousness and anticipation, but he still persisted in asking.
"Ukyo." Another young man with blond hair couldn't stand it anymore and answered for his companion, "His name is Ukyo Tachibana."
"Ukyo Tachibana..." Uesugi was stunned. He looked at the black-haired young man, then turned to look at the blond-haired young man.
The expressions on both of their faces were serious, but Ukyo Tachibana...who in modern society would call such a ridiculous name?
Uesugoshi was not sure for a moment whether these two young men were playing tricks on him.
Uesugoshi had just finished confiding his feelings to Minamoto Chisao, and his emotions had not yet come out of the memory of his mother and Minamoto Chisao's father. At this time, these two people suddenly appeared. If these two guys were waiting for him with great expectation,
When he was a child, he came to prank an old man like himself. Uesugoshi would really not spare these two ignorant brats lightly.
"As for me, you can call me Basara
King." The blond-haired young man introduced himself with a smile, and then shook his head slightly, "The rules of Japanese dining places are really troublesome. There are either minimum consumption requirements, or there are female bosses with cannibalistic eyes. This
Our ramen stall is even weirder, diners actually have to report their names, it’s such a shameful rule.”
"I said master, my name is Basara
King, his name is Ukyo Tachibana, we have told you our names, can you serve us two bowls of ramen now? Basara
King and Ukyo are starving." The blond young man urged.
basara
King...this name is even more ridiculous. It sounds like an insult to one's own IQ.
Looking at the nonsense young man in front of him, Uesugi took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw these two lunatics out: "So, you two don't actually know me, right?"
"Huh? Are you a famous person?" The blond young man frowned slightly, "Before eating ramen, you have to get to know the ramen master. Isn't this traditional Japanese culture? Today is really weird, I encountered a strange izakaya.
The boss lady then met a strange ramen chef."
"Baga!" Uesugi couldn't help but growl. He was already convinced that these were two bad boys who were here to play tricks on him. There are often such bad boys in Japan who love to play tricks on ramen chefs or fried chicken restaurant owners.
Uesugoshi's low roar startled both the blond young man and the black-haired young man. The blond-haired young man looked at the ramen chef who looked like an angry lion, then looked at his black-haired young man's companion, and said in confusion: "It's just a ramen chef.
Ah, what’s so weird about not knowing the ramen chef? Is it necessary to get so angry? No wonder people say Japanese people have weird personalities. This is more than just weird...it’s simply weird!”
"It really doesn't look like the 'easy-talking Master Yue' we heard about. Maybe we found the wrong ramen stall." The black-haired young man nodded and agreed with the blond young man. He lowered his voice and said seriously,
"This old gentleman seems to be emotionally unstable and his speech has no logic. He seems to be a precursor to mania, schizophrenia and Alzheimer's disease."
Then the observant young man with black hair noticed the adult video disc placed by Yue Uesugi on the black and white color TV. He pointed at the disc and said to the young man with blond hair: "The old man probably has endocrine disorders."
"That's it." The blond young man suddenly realized.
Listening to these two little bastards slandering him to his face without hesitation, Uesugoshi was so angry that his beard stood on end. He picked up a fence and a rolling pin and viciously wanted to teach these two little bastards who did not know how to be humble and respect their elders.
.
Seeing the furious Uesugoshi approaching, the blond young man and the black-haired young man looked at each other, exited the ramen stall with a tacit understanding, and ran away.
"Don't let me see you two brats again! Otherwise I have to show you how good the ramen chef is!" Uesugi yelled at the backs of the two young men, like a grumpy old man being raped by his ignorant neighbor.
The child was angry.
Uesugoshi threw the rolling pin and rake on the table, smiled, shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "Two little bastards, they run pretty fast!"
In fact, he wasn't too angry. After learning that he had three children and having a heart-to-heart relationship with his eldest son, Uesugi felt that the world he once despised had become much more pleasing to the eye. Even the little bastards who came to his ramen stall seemed to be making trouble.
Not so hateful anymore.
Finally, Uesugoshi extinguished the lights of the ramen stall and lowered the curtain. He was not going to open the business today or purchase ingredients. He had relieved all the burdens. The fatigue accumulated for more than sixty years came over like a flood. Uesugi
It has been more than sixty years since Yue had a good night's sleep. Today he can finally have a good night's sleep... Today's dreams may be beautiful and peaceful.
In a corner of the back street that no one noticed, a handsome boy in a white shirt held a big black umbrella and stood quietly in the distance. No one noticed when he stood there, but at least
The blond young man and the black-haired young man came to the ramen stall and argued with the ramen chef before leaving. He witnessed the whole process.
It was already dawn, and the heavy rain that had been raging all night finally stopped. The handsome boy glanced at the brightening sky, finally put away his black umbrella and took steps. His steps were very light and slow, and he only swayed in the water on the ground.
There were slight ripples and he walked towards the direction where the two young men left.
When the boy passed by the ramen stall that had turned off the lights, the wind brought up opened the curtain of the ramen stall. A slow breathing came from the ramen stall. The old man had already fallen asleep on the wicker chair.
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Today may be the end of Takamagahara, and the store has encountered a bigger crisis than lack of money... As a store manager, Humpback Whale thought this through his mind, and he was extremely anxious.
"I think your store doesn't want to work anymore, I think your store doesn't want to work anymore!" The fat woman with big shoulders and round waist roared angrily, like a talking bucket monster.
"You must have no idea how rich I am! You must have no idea how powerful my husband is! How dare you do this to me!" the skinny woman screamed, as if her skeleton had become a spirit.