Chapter 122, Street Overview

Three hours passed quickly. The three Shikes cleaned the tables and chairs skillfully, set up the stove, and sent the guests to the door.

Shi Ke was yawning boredly while washing the vegetables. After yawning, he looked at the freshly washed Chinese cabbage in his hand and the washed carrots, tomatoes, onions and potatoes in the basin next to him, "Hehehe... Really Indian stall style, It's just short of curry!!"

"Shike, come here!" Boss Fujiwara Bunta waved towards Shike.

"Oh! Here we come. I washed the dishes. Boss." Shi Ke picked up the washed dishes and walked to the stove.

"Well. Put it aside. Let me introduce my shop to you. You can sit down on the bench yourself." The boss dragged a bench and sat down with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Oh." Shi Ke came in with two benches and gave Nao Sadazuka one.

The boss lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "My store has been open for... ten years! It used to be in Tokyo. I moved here ten years ago."

"I'm afraid I'm not stupid? Are you sick?" Shi Ke looked at the gaudy walls around him, but didn't answer, complaining frantically in his heart.

"You must think that I have a problem with my brain. Who would open a store in this kind of place. Regarding this, I can only say that this place was not like this ten years ago. Ten years ago, this place was amazing. To open a store here is basically a symbol of success."

"Oh. Then why do you look like a ghost now?" Shi Ke pointed around.

"It's because of the school."

"School? Don't tell me that there is a school for bad students near here."

"Well. You guessed it right. However, there is one thing you guessed wrong. Not one family, but two families. Kondo High School and Yamamoto Mirai High School." Fujiwara Fumta raised two fingers.

"Return two? Is the Education Bureau crazy? I'm afraid that if the number of people fighting is too small, they won't be able to kill people, right?" Shi Ke frowned.

"It's okay. Those who can study here have some family backgrounds. No one will kill people easily. Japanese gangsters are legalized, you should know. So, who are these people here? Reading, you can also understand, right?"

"Oh, that is to say, this is where the young ladies and young masters of gangsters gather."

"Well. That's it. So, after a few years, the shops here have been forced to run away by various overlord meal protection fees, and some have closed down. At present, counting my shop, there are only five shops left in the whole street. The store is closed. Look, is it completely hopeless?" The boss laughed at himself when he said this.

"Oh my God! I don't want to be expelled from school! I haven't taken a picture of Sister Feisha's bathing yet!!" Nao Sadazuka wailed while holding her head.

"Eh? What are you talking about?!" Shi Ke was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked.

"Nothing!" Nao Sadazuka blushed.

"Forget it, you can shoot whatever you like. As for this street, it won't happen if you don't save it. However, it's unrealistic to get rid of all the gangsters within seven days. It's not guaranteed that the boss will be retaliated if you accidentally get involved." Shi Ke stroked his chin and thought about it.

"Don't think about it. It's good that you can go back safely. Don't try to get any idea of ​​gangsters. How can I explain to your school when I get hurt all over?"

"No way. If you fool the two of us casually, you will be expelled from school. Therefore, we have to pass the test and have to deal with gangsters. Fortunately, I am here this time. If it is someone else, I guess it will be useless It's gone." Shi Ke tilted his neck and made a clicking sound.

"Little ghost, don't think about such an unrealistic thing, he is a knife." Fujiwara Bunta said.

"That's a coincidence. As a chef, I'm also very good at playing with knives. Of course, if they pull out guns, I can only run away." Shi Ke pulled out the largest of the seven-star knives and put them on the table superior.

"Your knife is big enough!" Fujiwara Fumta only now noticed how different things Shi Ke brought.

You can see that the black iron rod is thick and long, you can see that the seven knives are shiny and bright!

"Yeah. It's okay. However, I'm not good at cutting people, but if I'm in a hurry, who knows?" Shi Ke raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile.

"..." Fujiwara Fumta swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, thinking silently in his heart, "Oh my God! With such a big knife coupled with the terrifying brute force when moving the table, it seems that this time it has come to an extremely ruthless Character!!"

"Mrs. Wen! Has the stall opened so early?" At this time, a bald and fat uncle ran over.

"Sakamoto~ Why did you come out for a stroll today? The store is closed?"

"Open a shop? Come on. Yesterday my kid provoked the kid from Kondo High School into the house again. The shop was smashed." Uncle Bald Piao moved a stool into the shack with ease.

"It was smashed again." Fujiwara Bunta was calm when he heard it.

"You are so calm."

"Your house can be smashed more than three times a month on average. After a few years, I don't think it will be difficult not to stay calm." Fumta Fujiwara yawned.

"Oh. Got it. Tell me, do I look like a bad guy?"

"Not at all. You look like you are poor to death. How can a bad guy be as miserable as you?"

"Then you say my wife looks like a bad person?"

"It's not like that. It's definitely a great person to see someone like you. It's like putting flowers on cow dung. It's a great charity!"

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"What is cow dung?!"

"How are you better than cow dung?"

"Cut! You're not married yet, are you? Have you ever been in a relationship? You're just jealous!"

"Say it again, I'll kill you!!" Bunta Fujiwara took out a kitchen knife.

"Stop making trouble. Why do you say that good people like me and my mother gave birth to a little brat who wants to be a gangster all day long?"

"..., you have lowered your family's excellent genes." Fujiwara thought too much, and said solemnly.

"I'm telling you the truth!!"

"What else can I do? Growing up on this street, it's a bit difficult not to be bad. Plus my father... nods and bows to a group of hooligans like a grandson~~"

"Stop talking! There are outsiders! Save some face for me! Bunta!" The bald man covered Comrade Fujiwara Bunta's mouth.

"..., oh. I forgot to introduce you. Two top students of Totsuki Academy, Ishike and Nao Sadazuka."

"Are you here again? Did you two offend someone at school?!" The bald uncle and the boss had the same opinion.

"Yes. However, in my opinion, passing the level is not difficult." Shi Ke waved his hand.

"Another brat who has never experienced beatings from society." The bald man complained, covering his face.

"Uncle, don't say that." Shi Ke grinned.

"Let's not talk about it. Bunta, a curry rice, and your signature fried tofu. I'm here for dinner." The bald man looked at Fujiwara Bunta with a smile.

"Okay. Find a seat and wait. Which of you two will make curry rice? I will fry tofu." Fujiwara Bunta asked the bald uncle to sit down, and looked at the two stone guests.

"I'll do it." Shi Ke raised his hand.

"I want to do it too." Nao Sadazuka said.

"Hmm..., that lady is the priority. Ishike-san, please do something else. For example, chop vegetables." Fujiwara Bunta said.

"No problem!" Shi Ke pulled out the kitchen knife and dazzled with the knife.

"Hehehehe~~ Shike-jun, I didn't expect you to help me." Nao Sadazuka smiled meanly.

"Is this something extraordinary?" Shi Ke asked.

"I made it." Nao Sadazuka waved his hand.

"Congratulations then. However, it's impossible for you to cook every day. The two of us probably take turns to cook."

"That's right. One person per day, whoever does better on the last day will be the one who does it better. I'm fair." Fujiwara Bunta said calmly.

"Oh." Sadako Nao Sadako made an angry bun face.

"Get ready to chop vegetables. Do you have any special requirements? Let me know if you have any. I plan to chop them all." Shi Ke took out a knife sharpening stick and sharpened the knife, looking like a pig butcher.

"Then cut it into cubes. It would be troublesome to make curry and cut it into other styles." Nao Sadazuka set up the pot and started to boil water, with a rare seriousness.

"Then I'll start." Shi Ke retracted his sharpening stick, and the kitchen knife turned into a phantom, flashing across the potatoes on the chopping board, and the potatoes didn't move at all.

"What are you doing?" Fujiwara Bunta didn't understand at all.

"It's finished." Shi Ke poured the potatoes into the stainless steel pot next to him, and the diced potatoes split apart after hitting each other.

"How did you do it?"

"Just cut it quickly." Just as Shi Ke finished his sentence, the third potato had already been cut and dropped into the pot.

"Very good. You continue." Fujiwara went back to the stove for frying tofu in embarrassment, complaining frantically in his heart, "Oh my God! What can I teach someone with this level of knife skills? Send me this Why do you come to a place where you can't pass the test by cooking alone? If you don't pass the test, the people in Yuanyue Academy don't care about talents? If you have time, go and see your brain first, okay?"

For the next three hours, the weather was calm. Shike cut vegetables steadily, Nao Sadazuka cooked steadily, and Fumita Fujiwara fried tofu with ease. Several regular customers in the store ate it and said it was good.

"Hey hey hey! It's pretty easy." Nao Sadazuka said.

"Hmm. It's too calm. It's a bit like the calm before the storm." Shi Ke put away his phone.

"That's right. It's 8:15, and those guys are going to come out to fool around at nine o'clock. The key point is being able to deal with those guys." Fumta Fujiwara looked at his broken electronic watch.

"Really? The challenge hasn't started yet." Shi Ke tilted his head.

"Boom boom boom!!" The roar of the heavy locomotive engine came from not far away, getting closer and closer.

"Well~~ Those guys went to work early today." Fumta Fujiwara threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Sadazuka, you can keep cooking first. I'll come to greet their work." Shi Ke greeted Nao Sadazuka.

"Yeah." Nao Sadazuka lost his skin, put on a mask, and made curry rice with peace of mind. Is it a girl, or is she afraid of hooligans?

Shi Ke looked at the locomotive lights that lit up at the intersection, held the menu, and showed a wicked smile, "I hope you don't force me to beat people!!"