Chapter 14 The man eating noodles

Boss Jiyuan was almost scared to death.

Shengzhiwei Noodle House is an ancestral property of the owner of Jiyuan and is famous for making noodles. Fifty years ago, it was also a famous shop on several nearby streets. Many noble people made a special trip to Shengzhiwei just to have a bowl of it.

Jiyuan's scallion noodles are made using secret methods. When business is at its peak, there can even be queues of hundreds of meters outside the store.

The rich flavor of the noodles is truly supremely delicious.

This sentence was a heartfelt exclamation made by Master Wakano, the host of Kiyomizu Temple, after tasting Yoshihara green onion noodles. Although it is straightforward and simple, it expresses the voice of countless diners.

However, after entering modern society, the once-famous Shengzhiwei Noodle House also declined. Young people all went to eat American fast food like KFC and McDonald's, while the upper-class nobles ate French meals, and few people made a special trip to eat there.

A bowl of this old-fashioned chopped green onion noodles. Since the current owner Ji Yuan took over this store from his father fifteen years ago, although he has worked hard to run it, it has still been deteriorating. He only relies on the support of the nostalgic old customers in the nearby streets.

It can barely survive. Boss Jiyuan gradually became discouraged and kept thinking about selling out the store and switching to other things. With this idea, he didn't pay much attention to the business and was too late to open and close.

Early on, the superiors were slow to provide me with less, and my reputation among regular customers gradually deteriorated, so there were fewer and fewer customers coming to my door.

On this day, it had been cloudy since the morning. At noon, it started to rain lightly, and the business in the store was deserted. There was not even a single customer who came to eat noodles at noon. Boss Jiyuan lay lazily on the counter and threw

After playing with the coins for a while, he finally made up his mind, stood up and waved: "Close, we are closed today."

The middle-aged female clerk who was sitting there boredly watching TV heard the boss speak and jumped up excitedly and rushed to the store door, preparing to go to the Banguan shop. The store was not doing well and could not afford to hire anyone. This was the only

The clerk, Riko Tachibana, is a relative of Boss Yoshihara in Hokkaido. She has long since given up working if she can’t make a few bucks a month. It’s just that she can’t tell her relatives because of her face. She usually serves food and noodles as if she’s trying to win countless prizes.

I feel most motivated when the store is closed.

Tachibana Satoko walked outside the store and started to climb up the fence. As soon as she climbed up the first fence, she suddenly heard someone behind her saying, "Ah, the store is closing so early?" As soon as Tachibana Satoko turned around, she felt her eyes darken. Okay.

A large shadow blocked all the already dark light.

It was a tall and burly man of over 1.80 meters, wearing wooden clogs and a clean but shabby kimono. He held an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand and a long package in his left hand, just standing there in the summer.

The light rain in the afternoon gave people an indescribable sense of tranquility.

Such a tall and strong man has a face as delicate as a woman's, with a pointed chin, a small nose and mouth, and long hair tied into a ponytail. If it weren't for those two thick eyebrows,

If you look at the face, you will definitely not have any connection with the man. Under the thick eyebrows is a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes, which are clear and calm, and the gaze is as warm as water.

As soon as she touched those eyes, Tachibana Riko felt a panic. She immediately threw away the idea of ​​closing the store, turned around and bowed: "Do you want to eat noodles?"

"Yeah, I just came back from Hokkaido, and I came here just because I wanted to have a bowl of Jiyuan's chopped green onion noodles!"

The tall man smiled gently, and the warmth in his smile made Tachibana Riko, who had already passed her thirties, feel like her heart was beating like a little girl in her spring. She couldn't help but think: "Why does this man smile like this?"

nice."

"Guests please come in quickly!"

Boss Jiyuan's loud voice suddenly came to mind, breaking the gentle atmosphere. Boss Jiyuan, who was smiling from ear to ear, bent over exaggeratedly and let the man in. Boss Jiyuan originally came out to help lay the planks.

Yes, as soon as the results came out, I heard that this man came all the way from Hokkaido to eat a bowl of Jiyuan's scallion noodles. This made Boss Jiyuan suddenly feel excited to relive the glory of his ancestors. He traveled thousands of miles and came all the way.

Come on, this was a scene that only happened so many years ago.

How could such a loyal customer leave disappointed!

Boss Jiyuan immediately cheered up, let the guest into the store, arranged the best seat, and immediately went straight to the kitchen, where he had to personally entertain the guest from afar. Tachibana Satoko wiped the table where the man was sitting.

After washing and wiping, they served fragrant tea and various side dishes.

The man smiled softly and watched Tachibana Riko busying herself until she stopped, then lowered her head and said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, please sit down." Riko Tachibana quickly returned the gift, looked back at the deserted store, and explained sheepishly, "It's raining, so business is not very good."

The man put his umbrella and luggage aside, sat down at the table, nodded and said, "Yes, everyone is reluctant to go out on rainy days."

"Guests, please use it!" Boss Jiyuan quickly came out with hot chopped green onion noodles. Because he was in a good mood, he rarely gave a large portion and made it very carefully. Just smelling the fragrance was enough.

So tempting.

The man smelled it deeply, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the noodles, chewed and swallowed it carefully, sighed with satisfaction, and said: "Jiyuan's scallion noodles still taste so good after all these years.

ah!"

This sentence made Boss Jiyuan very happy. He grinned and said, "What do you call the customer? Have you frequented our store before?"

"Ah, I lived nearby when I was a kid, and I loved coming here to eat noodles. But I haven't come back since I've been out for the past few years, and I've been thinking about the chopped green onion noodles in your shop. When I came back this time, I didn't do anything else.

Come here." The man smiled gently and politely. He looked like a decent man. He probably worked in a high-level white-collar job outside, "My name is Isuzu Kahei!"

"What a good name!" Boss Jiyuan praised, "Please enjoy your meal, I won't disturb you anymore."

Isuzu Kahei smiled, lowered his head and continued eating noodles.

Boss Jiyuan walked to the counter with satisfaction. This unexpected guest brought him a rare touch of warmth in the slightly wet and rainy day, and he inadvertently relived the glory of his ancestors.

Suddenly, the door curtain opened, and two bald men in black suits walked into the store. The tattoos on the back of their heads and the backs of their hands clearly showed their identities as gang members. However, Boss Jiyuan didn't take it to heart. In this gang, it is legal.

In a modernized country, who has never seen two gangsters? Gangsters are also human beings and they also need to eat, and those low-level gang members also prefer small restaurants like his.

"Guests please come in!"

Tachibana Riko trotted over to greet the guests.

The two bald men glanced at Isuzu Kahei who was eating, walked into the store without saying a word, sat down on the table behind Kahei, and shouted in a rough voice: "Here are two bowls of green onion noodles."

, two more cans of beer!”

"Please wait!" Riko Tachibana started busy clearing the table again. Boss Yoshihara went into the kitchen again and made two hot bowls of chopped green onion noodles. He took it and walked out. As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, he was startled.

In just a few minutes, the empty store was filled with people. They were all bald men in suits. They were all sitting at the table in silence, just staring at Isuzu Kahei with their eyes filled with excitement.

malicious.

Tachibana Riko was so frightened that she hid behind the counter and did not dare to show her face.

Everyone has seen gangsters, but not everyone has the opportunity to see so many gangsters at once. What's more, in this scene, a blind person can see that these gang members are here to target Isuzu Kahei.

With such a huge display, I wonder if it was just to meet up for a cup of tea.

Boss Jiyuan was scared to death! He felt that his legs were not obeying any orders, and his calves were trying to turn forward with joy. For a moment, he could not move forward, and the noodle bowl in his hand was as heavy as two feet.

The mountain weighed him down so much that he could hardly lift his arms.

"Boss, come up quickly!"

The two big men who came first shouted impatiently, "Make another portion of chopped green onion noodles for everyone, a total of sixty portions!" Then they took out a thick stack of money and threw it on the table, "There's more.

There’s no need to look for it.”

There was a sudden long squeaking sound, which scared the boss Jiyuan so much that he almost dropped the noodle bowl to the ground. His legs went weak and he sat down on the ground. Fortunately, he had been well trained since he was a child, so he was still holding the noodle bowl steadily.

The soup didn't even spill out. Before the squeaking sound was heard, a series of crashing and banging noises were heard. Most of the gang members stood up suddenly and made excessive movements. They hit the table and broke the tea bowl. The small shop was immediately in a mess.

Isuzu Kahei sucked in the last mouthful of noodles and chewed them slowly, looking satisfied. He didn't seem to notice the malicious eyes around him. On the other hand, the gangster side with a large number of people was obviously more nervous.

The people at the tables closest to Isuzu Kahei were so nervous that their heads were covered with sweat, and they kept tugging at their ties, as if the obstruction was blocking their smooth breathing.

"Kahei, don't be too arrogant. What if you can fight again? There are more than 60 of us here, and we can crush you to death. How can you still fight 60 of us alone?"

One of the big men finally couldn't bear the tension and slapped the table and shouted.

"If you are sensible, please leave Kyoto as soon as possible. Our boss has spoken. You have not participated in the affairs of the Golden Flower Club these years and are not considered a member of the Golden Flower Club. Therefore, I will give you a lot of freedom. As long as you leave Kyoto and return to Hokkaido,

If you no longer care about the affairs of the Golden Flower Club, I promise not to..."

"Huh?" Isuzu Kahei suddenly raised his head and glanced over. The big man's expression changed drastically. The rest of his words were stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit out even half of the sentence. He could only make a gurgling sound and retreated involuntarily.

After a few steps, he knocked over several chairs, and finally tripped and fell.

But in fact, Isuzu Kahei was not looking at him. His eyes only glanced at the big man, and finally fell on the TV hanging on the wall.

The channel that was broadcast on the TV was the one Tachibana Riko had just selected. The news was being broadcast at this time. The content was that a bombing attack had occurred at Kyoto Station. After a criminal killed more than a dozen passengers, he also killed dozens of policemen. Now

The hostages were hiding in the station and confronting the police. The police were studying an attack plan.

When Isuzu Kahei looked up, the TV station was playing the latest footage recorded by a surveillance camera.

In the picture, there is blood and flesh everywhere, like a slaughterhouse. A young man is holding a little girl and turning his head to look in the direction of the camera with a look of shock. The girl said something and waved to the camera.

Isuzu Kahei withdrew his gaze, took out the money and put it on the table. He picked up his luggage and an oil-paper umbrella and stood up slowly. He smiled at Boss Yoshihara and said, "The money is on the table. I don't have to look for it if it's too much. I hope next time

I still have a chance to eat the chopped green onion noodles from your store!" He bowed to Boss Jiyuan, turned around and walked out of the store.

All the gang members stood up at the same time, pulled out tools from under their clothes, including machetes and others, and forced them towards Isuzu Kahei. One of them shouted: "Kahei, don't toast or eat as a penalty, you will stay here today."

Come here!"

Isuzu Kahei shook his head, and slowly glanced at the gang members around him. His eyes were full of pity, and he shook his head and said: "Don't come here to die. If you want to deal with me, let the Nichiren Sect send people, but you... can't!"

One of the gangsters, a burly man, was furious and yelled: "Kahei, I've heard for a long time that you are the top master of the Golden Flower Club. I, Masanori Aomamaki, have long wanted to compete with you. Let's take action!"

"The jumping general came out to block Isuzu Kahei's path. Masanori Aomaki had been boxing in the black market for five years and had hundreds of fights without a single defeat. He was known as the invincible iron fist. His punches were so powerful that he could even penetrate steel plates with one punch.

He was shocked to be an inhuman existence. He is now the number one gold-medal thug in the Qingtian group. However, he has a bad temper and a stubborn mind. He can't do anything but hit people. Although he is a gold-medal thug, he has never stood alone.

Opportunity.

Isuzu Kahei sighed: "You can't do it, don't die in vain!" He looked helpless, as if he was not facing a fierce challenge, but an adult being pestered by a child for candy, helpless, but not very angry.

Aomamaki Masanori said angrily: "I have fought invincible opponents all over Kansai, and I have won every battle in the international black market fighting. Who do you think you are? Gracie Murdoch, the king of black market fighting? You want to send me away with just one sentence? Take the move.
To be continued...