Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

"Last time you took the little girl and your classmates away, the restaurant where we ate was immediately surrounded." Auntie said in a frightened tone, "You obviously didn't see the scene when you left, Dozens of men in black blocked up our shopping mall. They were tall and fierce, it’s no exaggeration at all. Your uncle even said he saw them with guns stuck in their waists!"

"Oh, it sounds really dangerous. Auntie, just hope your family is fine." Lu Mingfei made a worried expression on the surface, but in his heart he said that it was lucky that they didn't see him and the men of the fierce ghosts a few blocks away that day. If my aunt had witnessed the scene of everyone fighting, the extremely bloody and violent scene, this ordinary middle-aged housewife would have at least fainted from the shock.

"After that, your uncle was very worried about you and kept trying to find out about you. He seemed to have heard that the person who came to arrest you that day was related to the Japanese underworld. Later, Narusawa said that he saw you doing something like a cowherd." Auntie said in a low voice. , "Mingfei, did you and the little girl get caught, and their family members coerced you? So I say we ordinary people should not provoke those big shots, whether it is the underworld or some powerful family, we You can't afford to offend them, you can't get up to them, and the old man selling ramen at the stall can't even compete with them!"

Lu Mingfei was startled. After hearing these words, he realized that his aunt might have misunderstood. She thought that Eriko was a child who had been fostered by Uesugi in a wealthy family since childhood, and thought that he had eloped with Eriko. After getting to know Uesugi, the big family sent people to capture Eri and bring her home!

But it’s no wonder that my aunt would think of this development. After all, no one who doesn’t know Uesugoshi can imagine that an old man selling ramen who lives in a corner of the backstreet of National University of Tokyo would be the real emperor of Japan’s shadow society. , for more than sixty years, countless customers have walked past this ramen stall, but they never thought that the kind-faced and sometimes lustful ramen master was actually an abdicated emperor who once held the highest power in the country. Make bowls of cheap ramen with your own hands, this world is so magical and wonderful.

"So Auntie, you are worried about this. Don't worry. There was indeed some misunderstanding with other people in Eryi's family before, but now it has been explained clearly." Lu Mingfei hesitated, "And Master Yue also knows those people. Ah, although they had some misunderstandings before, they have basically been resolved now... In fact, if I really want to say it, those people should not dare to provoke Master Yue."

"Ming Fei, you are wrong. You have little social experience and not much experience. Sometimes you will know better if you learn more from your uncle." The aunt said earnestly, "Those powerful people have They don't have a good face at all times. They won't attack others in front of outsiders or in front of their own children. If those people are still connected to the underworld, we really have to be careful! I heard that the underworld in Japan are sometimes polite to you on the surface. Yes, I’ll be cruel to you where no one can see me! I’m so cruel, even though the master of this ramen stall has a bad temper, it won’t be a matter of minutes if someone really wants to kill him!”

"Well... Actually, Master Yue's identity is not as simple as you think." Lu Mingfei wanted to dispel some of his aunt's worries, but he didn't know how to explain it to her.

It’s impossible to say that Master Yue was actually the leader of the Japanese mafia before selling ramen decades ago. Wouldn’t this frighten my aunt with limited imagination?

"Mingfei!" Auntie's tone became much sterner, "Auntie knows that you like that little girl. That's no problem. The little girl does seem pretty nice, but don't be frightened by this ramen chef. It's not that Auntie He has power, but he is just a ramen seller, why should he be so arrogant to us just because he is the little girl’s biological father?”

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by her aunt's rapid-fire words.

"His identity is not simple? How extraordinary can it be? Could it be that he is still a rich man in this area? He has been selling ramen at a stall for so many years. I think the money he saved can't afford to buy a building across the street from him. Tongzilou!" Auntie's mouth was like a perpetual motion machine, and she kept talking, "What right does he have to look down on us? Your parents are both elites who have gone abroad to do business. Your uncle and aunt's family can be considered a well-off family by any means. You Now there is a promising international student on scholarship, why should the ramen seller look down on him?"

At this point, the aunt raised her voice slightly. The middle-aged woman was really angry and deliberately said these words for the ramen chef to hear.

It’s true that I don’t blame my aunt’s influence. After all, Uesugi’s attitude towards Lu Mingfei is obvious to all the aunt’s family. Although my uncle tries his best to maintain his dignity on the surface, it would be a lie to say that he is not dissatisfied in his heart. After all, everyone in the Lu family protects his shortcomings. , this ramen chef is frowning, why is he looking down on his nephew? You know, when I was in Shilan Middle School, the beautiful girls in the school and the wealthy ones were chasing after his nephew every day. Didn't his nephew also look at them seriously?

"Alas..." Lu Mingfei sighed deeply.

In fact, before today's meeting, he had anticipated that things might develop to this point, but he had no good way to solve it. Of course Master Yue was unhappy with him, and it was normal not to give him a good look. Of course, his uncle and aunt favored him, Lu Mingfei. It's impossible to blame them... It would be a disaster for a philistine middle-aged woman to meet the former mafia master and now the ramen chef.

Eriki turned her head slightly and looked at the other end of the street. At the same time, Uesugi Yue also turned his head and looked over. His aunt was still pulling Lu Mingfei to complain, and soon Lu Mingfei also noticed something.

"Master Yue, Master Yue!" Half a minute later, a man's shout came from the dark street in the distance, and a figure ran over from far to near.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were slightly wary. Now that he knew that Uesugoshi was here, he was most likely a member of the Japanese underworld... But what Lu Mingfei was confused about was that whether it was a member of the Snake Qihachi Family or the Fierce Ghosts, how could he face Uesugoshi? His title should not be "Master Yue", right?

It wasn't until the man came closer that Lu Mingfei saw the figure clearly. He was stunned...it turned out to be a man dressed as a priest.

"Master Yue." The man dressed as a priest panted and ran to Uesugi Yue's stall. He bent over and put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. It seemed that he had run all the way and exhausted his energy.

The uncle and aunt looked at each other, both of them looking confused. They didn't know why a man dressed as a priest appeared at this time, and he seemed to be looking for the ramen chef?

"Mr. Pastor?" Not only uncles and aunts, but even Uesugoshi himself was stunned, "Why are you here?"

"I heard from residents passing by that someone saw Master Yue's ramen stall suddenly turned on the lights today, so I dropped my prayer homework and rushed over immediately." At this point, the pastor clasped his hands together and said silently to the sky, "Sin, sin, sin, may the Lord forgive me for being so ungodly."

"You haven't come to the shrine in the past two days. I have been looking for you, but I can't find you." The priest said bitterly. "I also tried to ask those people about your address, but they all just sounded cold. He told me he had no comment."

The "those people" mentioned by the pastor are naturally the Japanese gangsters... In fact, the people of the Snake Qihachi family don't know the traces of Uesugoshi. Even if they know, they can't reveal it. After all, although Uesugoshi is now separated from the Snake Qishachi family, but his son and daughter are the leading figures in the family. Uesugoshi's identity is tantamount to an emperor-like existence in Snake Qihachi's family.

"Does this ramen chef have a background in a shrine?" Auntie was a little surprised. Auntie's temperament is a bit superstitious. She believes in Buddhism and God. It seems that this ramen master has a close relationship with the shrine. It seems that auntie needs to re-evaluate her attitude towards him.

"Well... there are some intersections." Lu Mingfei didn't know what to say. Uesugi Yue had been volunteering at Black Sky Shrine over the years, but his relationship with the shrine was far from just being a volunteer.

"You threw such a big thing at me, but then you suddenly disappeared. You can't just let it go!" The priest carefully took out two well-bound documents from his robe and handed them to Uesugoshi. "Yes. As for your proposal, the shrine has decided to agree unconditionally. Thanks to your generous gift, this is a great thing that benefits the people. Of course we hope it can be put into operation as soon as possible. The sooner one day, the more likely it is to save one Poor life!”

"Oh, is it about land donation?" Uesugoshi took the donation confirmation from the pastor and laid it flat on the table used to place bowls and saucers.

The two communicated in Japanese, but the aunt saw the priest's respectful attitude towards Uesugoshi. It seemed that the document on the table was very important. Curious, the middle-aged woman turned her head and glanced. She didn't know what she saw. Suddenly his eyes widened.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...one hundred million, one billion, ten billion, one hundred billion...how many zeros are these? I seem to be a little dazzled." The aunt turned her head blankly, looked at the uncle blankly, and then He asked blankly, "Naruzawa's father, 170 billion yen...how much is that?"

In fact, my aunt knew the exchange rate between Japanese yen and RMB, but such astronomical figures caused her brain to completely shut down for a while.

"One hundred and seventy billion yen!" The uncle was also frightened by this number. When he usually joked with his friends, they would not dare to brag like this without three zeros in this number. The uncle quickly calculated in his mind, "According to The current exchange rate is probably...more than eight billion yuan? More than one billion U.S. dollars?"

"More than one billion? Or U.S. dollars?" The aunt couldn't help but exclaimed. She glanced at the piece of paper with countless zeros drawn on it, "Is it really not Zimbabwean currency? What a huge amount of money this must be!"

"Can I just sign my name?" Uesugoshi ignored his aunt's surprise. He didn't want to waste time on such trivial matters today, "But I don't have a pen."

"I'm ready." The pastor respectfully handed Uesugoshi a pen. He pointed to the same location on the two documents. "Just sign here, your full name. After signing, the two documents will be It officially has legal effect."

Uesugoshi didn't delay, and after a few strokes, the signature was completed. It must be said that his handwriting really has the style of an artist, probably because he often had to review family documents when he was young.

The pastor carefully collected the two documents worth billions of dollars. He bowed respectfully to Uesugoshi: "Mr. Uesugoshi, we have indeed received your signature. Thank you again for your extremely generous gift. As per your request, we The land under our feet will not change its original structure. We will reasonably distribute its profit part, of which more than 50% will be used for charitable purposes. We accept your supervision. This society needs you to do this. A capable and loving person, may the glory of the Lord bless you and your family forever, Amen.”

The priest made a prayer gesture and said piously. After bowing deeply to Sugoshi, he nodded to his uncle and others. When he was about to leave the ramen stall, he was stopped by his uncle.

"Mr. Pastor!" the uncle asked at the pastor's back, "The land donation you just mentioned...are all true, right? It's not an act or something? Today is not April Fool's Day in Japan, right?"

The pastor slowly turned his head and gave his uncle a God-like serious expression. Speaking in broken Chinese, he said word for word: "Pastors cannot celebrate April Fool's Day because God does not allow us to lie."

After saying that, the priest turned around and disappeared into the dark street.

The uncle looked at his aunt, and the aunt looked at his uncle. Lu Mingze was still counting on his fingers blankly on his seat. He couldn't count how many game discs and genuine figures he could buy in Akihabara with more than 100 billion yen.

"Come on... Mr. Uesugi?" the aunt said stammeringly, but apart from being able to barely call out Uesugoshi's name, she couldn't say anything else.

"Sorry, I haven't finished some personal matters, which delayed everyone's time." Uesugoshi said calmly, "Let's eat the noodles first. The noodles will be lumpy later."

As he spoke, Uesugoshi brought the last bowl of noodles in front of him. His bowl had more noodles than others, but there was no beef or braised eggs, and he didn't even have a spoonful of soy sauce. It's hard to imagine that a man with more than one billion dollars The most common meal that men have eaten for decades is vegetarian ramen noodles with a clear soup and little water.

The uncle and aunt had no choice but to sit down and eat the noodles. The noodles tasted surprisingly good. They even had an amazing feeling when they put the chopsticks into their mouths for the first time. The concentration of the soup and the amount of soy sauce in each bowl of noodles were just right, and the taste buds were hooked immediately. After being opened, the braised aroma of beef and braised eggs is richer than the fragrance of noodles, making people have a long aftertaste.

"Master Yue's craftsmanship is still so good!" Lu Mingfei praised while eating noodles.

It wasn't that Lu Mingfei was deliberately flattering Uesugoshi, it was because after the priest from Black Sky Shrine came just now, Lu Mingfei clearly felt that something was not right about the atmosphere at the ramen stall, so he tried to change the topic.