Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 182 179. If you finish eating, you will be rewarded, if you can't finish eating, you will be punished

Kyushu Makoto held the hand of Mizuhashi Xuemei, walked around the nearby tourist attractions, and then ate tonkotsu ramen for dinner in front of a ramen stand that looked a bit old.

The birthplace of tonkotsu ramen is Fukuoka Prefecture in the Kyushu region, and it is also a delicacy that must be eaten in the local area.Seeing the old stall owner ladling the milk-colored thick soup from the vat into the big bowl, and slapping the cooked noodles into it, splashing a splash of chic waves, Eiji Mizuhashi couldn't help swallowing, and his eyes were shining golden.

"Please take your time, both of you!" The old stall owner brought up two bowls of noodles.

The bowl in front of Eiji Mizuhashi is a normal ramen configuration, with a few slices of char siu, dried bamboo shoots, shredded black fungus and half a soft-boiled egg on top of the steaming soup.

But the bowl in front of Jiuzhou Cheng was amazing. The barbecued pork slices were piled up on the top of the bowl like a hill, completely covering the noodles and soup underneath. Just looking at it was daunting.

"Senior, this is too much!" Mizuhashi Eihime was really frightened, and wanted to take out her mobile phone to take pictures out of novelty, but was worried that Kyushu Makoto would not be able to finish eating.

"Boss, I said just now that I need to add a little more meat, but isn't that too much?" Makoto Jiuzhou also looked embarrassed, and asked while supporting the table with one hand.

"That's right, this is the ramen you wanted!" The stall owner laughed like an old urchin:
"I only have two choices of 'regular ramen' and 'Roshan ramen' here, there is no 'slightly more meat' option! Hahaha!"

"How can you do business like this?" Jiuzhou Cheng felt that he had been tricked, and regretted eating at such an informal stall: "And how much do you charge for this one?"

Although Jiuzhou Cheng is not short of money now, it doesn't mean that he can willingly be misled by others as a fool.

"Oh~ If the customer can finish eating in one sitting, then I won't charge you a penny." The old stall owner folded his arms and said seriously:

"But if the guest can't finish eating, please pay the price honestly~ Actually, it's not a lot, it only costs about [-] yen."

In short, there are rewards if you finish eating, and punishment if you don’t finish eating.

"Ten thousand yen?!" A reserved girl like Mizuhashi Eihime screamed out in fright.

There is no doubt that this is obviously corrupted!

"Are you kidding me?" Jiuzhou Cheng's eyes were cold, and he was ready to leave the table at any time.

"By the way, if you can finish your meal, your girlfriend's bowl will be free." As if feeling that the fun wasn't enough, the old stall owner went on to fire:

"How about it? Young man, you don't want to make a fool of yourself in front of your girlfriend, do you?"

The commotion at the ramen stand attracted many tourists to stop and watch. Many people took out their mobile phones and snapped wildly at the ramen on the table—the tonkotsu ramen with char siu pork piled up in a mountain. This is a spectacle that can only be seen in anime and variety shows.

"Is this the Big Eater Challenge?"

"It looks amazing!"

"Can such a skinny guy finish eating?"

There are more and more tourists onlookers, almost making the ramen stand full of water, Kyushu Makoto has no choice but to launch.

"Boss, if I finish eating, the two of us will be free." Jiuzhou Cheng deliberately took out his mobile phone to record: "You mean what you say?"

"Haha, everyone can testify!" The boss shouted provocatively:
"Then have you decided? Do you want to challenge this bowl of Roshan ramen like a man?!"

Kyushu grinned frantically, and his fighting spirit was also aroused.For martial artists, meat is the fuel of martial arts, and no amount of meat is enough.He wants to let the old naughty boy know that the stomachs used by martial artists to hold meat are bottomless!

Like a soldier pulling out two swords, Kyushu quickly disassembled the bamboo chopsticks and stuffed three pieces of char siu into his mouth.

"Senior." Eiji Mizuhashi said worriedly, "It's okay, don't force me to pay five thousand for senior. No, six thousand, shall we go?"

Jiuzhou Cheng patted her on the head lightly to make her quiet, and the other hand was still using bamboo chopsticks to pull the pork slices.

The char siu pork is fat but not greasy, and has a faint honey taste. This taste makes Kyushu Makoto feel very familiar, as if he has eaten it in Tokyo before.

But he couldn't control that much, he just continued to stuff the meat slices into his mouth, then chewed them up, and then swallowed them without hesitation.

If you want to finish this chilling bowl of meat, you need not only the courage to "have the courage to climb the impossible peak", but also the wisdom to reasonably arrange the frequency of eating, and the dexterity to chew efficiently with your lips and teeth.

The passers-by who watched still did not disperse, but became more and more enthusiastic, and some people applauded and booed him rhythmically. The scene was very lively.

After 15 minutes, more than half of the char siu meat mountain had been reduced, but Kyushu Cheng's eating speed also gradually slowed down.

"Hmph, have you reached your limit, young man?" The old stall owner smiled triumphantly.

"Senior." Mizuhashi Eihime clenched her fists worriedly and pressed her lips tightly.

"Come on, little brother!" A tourist man with a European and American face excitedly slapped the table and shouted, causing the other crowd to boo more.

"Suck—" Finally, Jiuzhou Cheng wiped out most of the meat mountains, and began to slam the noodles with the soup.

The thick pork bone soup poured into his mouth with the noodles, and the incomparable fragrance bloomed in his mouth.

Kyushu Makoto finally remembered that the taste of this noodle was exactly the same as the ramen he ate at "Kyushu Ichibansei" in Kamurocho.

Finally, under the anxious eyes of everyone, Jiuzhou Cheng sucked the last noodle into his mouth, lifted the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp, then slammed the table violently, showing a pale smile:
"I'm done eating!"

"Oh oh oh!" "Woohoo!" "It's amazing!"

Cheers came one after another from around, and foreign tourists whistled excitedly.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Boss." Makoto Kyushu stood up holding the table, only feeling his stomach dangling, as if he was carrying too many things and was about to fall off.

However, Jiuzhou Cheng has always been good at holding on, and there is still a smile on his face, as if the boss can serve another bowl and he can eat it all.

"Senior, be careful!" Eiji Mizuhashi hurriedly supported Makoto Kyushu, and said with concern.

"Then according to the agreement, you don't have to pay this time." The old stall owner said with a smile:

"It's a lot of perseverance, young man. It's been a long time since I've met someone who has successfully defeated 'Roshan Ramen'."

"So. Those who failed the challenge have to pay this money?" Makoto Kyushu asked, baring his teeth.

"Oh, who knows~" the old stall owner gave him a meaningful smile, and the two left the place surrounded by tourists.

This "Big Eater Challenge" has attracted many tourists. The business of this ramen stall is obviously much more lively, and even a long queue has started to form.

Not far from Kyushu Cheng, a young vendor who set up a roadside stall to buy souvenirs spoke to them:

"Have you eaten Grandpa's 'Roshan Ramen'?"

"Yeah. It's really unreasonable." Jiuzhou Cheng complained, his stomach was still sore and painful.

No one would be happy to be forced into such an unreasonable gamble.If the old man hadn't kept his promise in the end and confiscated a penny, he would have thrown the table and taken the profiteer to the police station.

"Haha, you're really done eating!" The young vendor slapped his legs and laughed:
"Actually, if you can't finish eating, he won't charge you!"

"Ah? Why?" Kyushu Makoto and Mizuhashi Hideki showed surprised expressions at the same time.

"The tonkotsu ramen of the grandfather's house is a recipe that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is very famous here." The young vendor explained:

"However, tourists nowadays like to go to restaurants with big facades and big gimmicks, and all the money is spent on publicity, so grandpa thought of this way to attract tourists."

"Is that so?" Jiuzhoucheng suddenly felt even more upset - if he had known that he would not have eaten so desperately, it made his stomach hurt - but he also understood the difficulties of the old stall owner.

"Speaking of which, your accent seems to be from Kanto, are you from Tokyo?" the young trader asked again.

"Well, we came from Tokyo to participate in the Jade Dragon Flag competition." Mizuhashi Hideki nodded quickly.

"I remember that my grandpa's youngest son is in Tokyo, and he seems to be opening a ramen shop in Shinjuku." The young vendor thought for a while, shrugged and sighed:

"He said he was going to make a big career there, but I don't know what's going on now~"

Jiuzhoucheng thought for a while, and joked lightly: "It can't be up or down, anyway, it's more stingy than his father."

(End of this chapter)