Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 262 Ramen Special, Jiro Ramen
After the banquet, Gu Ming had sobered up a lot. Seeing that several people were about to get into the car, Gu Ming quickly stopped them.

"Wait a minute, don't get in the car, don't drink and drive, don't drive after drinking, for safety's sake, don't drink and drive."

Nijiamoto Tatsumi stared at Gu Ming for a while, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Have you had too much to drink, Furuya-kun? We weren't driving today. The driver wasn't drunk at all!"

Gu Ming: ...

Oh, forgot!

The driver was also the boy from before, named Koizumi, and he didn't drink this time.

However, he had been drinking and didn't want to drive for safety reasons, so Gu Ming simply got into the van with him.

A dozen people from the office packed into three vans, which were much more spacious than before. They returned to the office, dropping everyone off at home along the way. A few teenagers didn't want to go home, so they stayed at the office that night, where they had somewhere to sleep.

Tatsumi Niikemoto has no place to live in Tokyo, so he likes to live in the office.

"Come to think of it, Nijiaben-kun is still in contact with the people from the past?"

"Yakuza? Oh... probably not. The Okayama Group is gone."

Nijiamoto Tatsumi felt a little lost.

He said to Gu Ming: "The Okayama Group was absorbed not long ago, so there will be no more Okayama Group, and there will be no more old friends of Yakuza."

Gu Ming patted him on the shoulder, feeling somewhat emotional.

Yakuza, that's what it's like. They come quickly and go quickly, often in a matter of a moment.

The car drove back to the office, and only Gu Ming and Niemoto Tatsumi were left in the car.

Koizumi looked back at the two of them and asked, "President, are you going straight home, or are you going somewhere else?"

Niemoto Tatsumi reminded: "Furuya-kun, I'm calling you."

"Oh, yes, I'm the president. I'm not used to it." Gu Ming glanced at him and said, "Where else would I go if I don't go home?"

"That's right, there."

Red-light district, bubble bath, traditional massage and so on, in short, it’s all about finding young ladies.

Gu Ming finally realized what was going on and said "Oh".

That's impossible to go.

Although it should have happened before.

Just as he was about to speak, Gu Minghu heard a gurgling sound coming from beside him. Looking over, he saw Tatsumi Nijiamoto feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well, I drank a lot of wine and didn't eat much, so I'm still a little hungry after all."

Gu Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Then let's find a place to have another midnight snack. Actually, I'm not very full. So... where should we go?"

Koizumi volunteered: "I know a shop that's still open at this time and it's very popular. Why don't we give it a try?"

"Then, go give it a try!"

After a while, the three of them arrived in Mita.

Gu Ming raised his head slightly and looked at the big sign at the door.

Jiro Ramen.

"It's actually Jiro Ramen." Koizumi, taking care of the car, explained, "It was originally called Jiro, but because it's pronounced the same, the person who made the sign mistakenly wrote it as Jiro, and the owner kept it that way."

"I see." Nijiaben Tatsumi stretched his neck to look inside and found that it was unexpectedly lively. At this time, the lights nearby were turned off, and only this place was still brightly lit. It looked really different.

Koizumi bowed and said, "Let's go, but I have to tell you in advance that you must finish your meal! If you don't finish your meal, the consequences will be serious."

Gu Ming asked back, "How serious is it?"

"It's like, if you finish the food, you get a reward, and if you don't, you get a punishment."

While chatting and laughing, the three of them walked into the shop in front of them.

The moment he stepped into the store, the heat wave that hit him made Gu Ming suddenly feel much more awake. He could clearly smell the aroma of oil and the unique smell of garlic.

Jiro Ramen, Gu Ming had heard of the name of this kind of ramen. There are many different ramen factions in Japan, and Jiro is one of the more famous, but also a niche type.

It's famous because even people like Gu Ming who don't eat Japanese ramen have heard of it. It's niche because under normal circumstances, the general public would not choose food like Jiro Ramen.

"Ah... when we order later, the boss will ask us if we want to add garlic. We need to specify how much garlic, soy sauce, or other ingredients we want to add."

Koizumi explained: "Generally speaking, the noodles here are very large, so it's best not to add anything else. Just add some garlic and soy sauce according to your taste."

Gu Ming didn't care.

How big can Japanese ramen be?

Soon, a man with a white towel tied around his head came over, bowed, and asked how many people wanted to order. Gu Ming followed his instructions and explained, "You need to add garlic, soy sauce... In short, you need to add all the ingredients."

Brush Lala!
In an instant, more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the store looked over.

"Sir," White Towel bowed, "wasting food is shameful. If you can't finish it, there will be a punishment!"

"No problem!" Gu Ming didn't take it seriously at all: "We do manual labor and can eat a lot!"

"Okay, but if you can't finish your meal, it's best not to come to our store again."

Leaving behind these somewhat awkward words, White Towel left.

Gu Ming couldn't help scratching his head.

"Are all shops in Tokyo so bad-tempered?"

Koizumi looked at Gu Ming with admiration.

"President, how about I go out and start the car later? If you can't finish eating, run out quickly and I'll take you directly back to Shibuya!"

Gu Ming was even more surprised: "Why, are the consequences of not being able to finish the food so serious? Will the boss beat me up? Don't worry, I will definitely finish it."

A few minutes later.

Looking at the huge vat in front of him, Gu Ming took a deep breath.

Who the hell said Japanese people have small appetites!
Come out mugwort!

"So this is..."

"Yes, this is the special Jiro Ramen with all the toppings. The noodles alone weigh 800 grams, and with all the toppings, including the soup and the complimentary bowl of rice, the weight is over 2 kilograms."

Bai Jinsha put the towel around his neck, smiled, and pulled a chair over to sit opposite Gu Ming.

"Guest, eat quickly. I'll watch you eat. If you don't finish, there will be a punishment!"

Gu Ming looked at Koizumi.

Koizumi clasped his hands together.

"I'm gonna start now!"

He started showing off and pretended not to see Gu Ming.

Gu Ming looked at Nijiamoto Tatsumi again and found that Nijiamoto Tatsumi had run to the other side with the bowl.

"Damn it! I'll dock both of your wages!"

The white towel smiled without fading: "Sir, even if the salary is deducted, it must be eaten up!"

Gu Ming silently held back a tear of sadness.

I didn’t expect there were so many!

Well, I can only try my best to eat.

Gu Ming looked at the big bowl in front of him that looked like a bulging hill. It was covered with all kinds of cheap bean sprouts. The smell of grease could be smelled from a long distance away. There were also large chunks of uncut meat. Just one look at it was enough to fully satisfy one's appetite.

Gu Ming picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite.

The noodles are a little rough when you put them in your mouth, and there are some raw noodles.

Then there is the unique smell of fat and a greasy feeling in your mouth.

Seeing that there seemed to be no food left in the bowl, Gu Ming took a deep breath.

It’s so big, it’s killing me!
(End of this chapter)