Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 7 7. Do you want a bowl of ramen?
After waking up from sleep, the sky started to turn dark, so Sakurai Hayao woke up, ate some taiyaki, posted a line saying 'there is too much sugar, you can heat it up', and went out.

The streets of Tokyo at night are still very lively, people are hurrying to and fro, Sakurai Hayao walked slowly along the flow of people, looking around from time to time, hoping to see a notice of recruitment in the restaurant.

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"Sorry, we don't look for temporary workers here."

Big failure, this is not the first time Sakurai Hayao has been rejected. Seeing the clerk resisting her disappointment and rejecting herself, it turns out that the handsome guy is not worth mentioning compared to the money.

Just when he was about to brazenly apply for a job at Sukura relying on Sakura Lingyin's relationship, he suddenly saw a mobile ramen stand with a recruitment notice. Sakurai cheered up and walked over.

When I got closer, there were really few customers, only a few, and the chef was only a man who looked 50 or [-] years old. He had given up hope at that time.

"Why, brother, what do you want to eat?"

Sakurai Jun shook his head, pointed at the notice board, the man understood and stopped talking, and concentrated on cooking ramen for the guests.

Sakurai looked at it for a while and found that this stall only or only serves one kind of dish: tonkotsu ramen.

Tezuka nodded to indicate that he was right, and then began to pack his things. Sakurai Hayao hurried up to help.

But thinking about the little money left on his body, and the confidence that he will not be discovered, Sakurai Hayao clenched his hands and said, "I agree, Hiyuki, Uncle Tezuka."

A handsome guy was very conspicuous holding a sign, and soon a lot of people gathered around the booth, a few people left after watching the excitement, most of them really stayed and bought a ramen.

Tezuka looked at Hayao Sakurai for a while, until his scalp became numb and he nodded in satisfaction, saying:
"My ramen here sells for 500 yen, and from now on it will sell for 650, no, 700 yen. The 200 yen is yours, but you need to hold this sign."

Then more and more people gathered, and the cycle continued, which really made the ramen stand explode.

Tonight's job-hunting trip will end here. Sure enough, I'll go to Ms. Sakura's exclusive cafe tomorrow.

Sakurai Jun doesn't care, he only cares about whether he can be hired, but it seems that he passed the test, so the next step is...

Sakurai Jun's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and the stall owner waved his hand just as he was about to speak, "Just kidding, just kidding, let's get to know each other. My name is Masato Tezuka. What's your name? How come you came to me when you were looking for a job."

Tezuka ate the ramen in front of him, pretending to be thinking seriously, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Sakurai-kun, let's discuss something."

Having said that, Sakurai Jun still looked at him expectantly, hoping that this strange booth could accept him, after all, he really didn't want to eat soft food.

As he said that, Tezuka straightened his chest and tried to put on a serious look, but his demeanor was really not serious, just like a henchman in chef's clothes.

After speaking, he smacked his lips, and then waved to the stunned Sakurai Jun, "Come on, come on, the salary is paid, and I really made a lot of money."

"Oh, I have a headache. To be honest, there is no problem with the daily salary. It's just, brother, do you really know how to cook? To be honest, I'm quite strict with ramen."

Tezuka took a sip and was stunned. If he didn't want to admit defeat, he even felt that this ramen tasted better than his own.

"So, Uncle Tezuka, what is my hourly salary?"

Seeing Tezuka's uncontrollable smile, Sakurai Hayao wanted to run away, but he was already his boss, so he had no choice but to sit down.

"Hmph, I won't hire you if it's not delicious. My tongue has eaten too many noodles cooked by myself. It can be said that I have a high immunity to delicious ramen, so don't expect to get my approval. Do it What a failure...huh?"

Sakurai Hayao looked at the excited Tezuka Masato, he suddenly felt like he was tricked by this person, is it too late to refuse now?
Following Masato Tezuka to a corner of an intersection, he stopped, and then began to place things. Seeing Tezuka's gesture of "watching your performance", Hayao Sakurai gritted his teeth and raised the sign above his head.

Just looking at Hayao Sakurai with a confident smile on his face, Tezuka tried his best to straighten his face, coughed and said, "Well, I can only say so-so, barely reaching the passing line, really barely."

Sakurai Hayao came back to his senses, hurried over, was surprised when he saw the few Yukichi papers handed over by Tezuka, raised his head and checked with his eyes, is it true?

Tezuka rubbed his chin and said, "No, can you make omelet rice?" He began to draw circles with his hands, "The kind of maid cafes that 'make it delicious'."

Sakurai Jun hurriedly dispelled the thoughts in his mind, this is someone who has the opportunity to become his boss, so he should be respected.

"I'm leaving, excuse me."

As he said that, Masato Tezuka snorted coldly, clearly expressing his displeasure, Sakurai Hayao could only lament that he was lucky enough to meet strange kind-hearted people.

The soul of ramen lies in the soup, but here you don’t need to cook the soup yourself. Sakurai just cuts the various ingredients to make it look better. There is no difficulty in cooking the noodles. A bowl of steaming ramen is ready in a few minutes. alright.

As he said that, Tezuka took off the notice board, wiped off the recruitment advertisement on it, and re-wrote it on 'Buy a ramen in this store, and you can get a sentence of my sincere blessing☆! '

Sakurai Hayao struggled. To be honest, Tezuka was a brilliant businessman. He believed that he could sell a lot of ramen in this way, but he was afraid that he would be kicked out of idol status by Ota-san tomorrow.

"I won't say anything else. I'm still very confident in cooking. Would you like me to make some ramen for you to try?"

"Papapa, okay, okay, Sakurai-kun is a true warrior. Come on, let's pack up our things and walk forward, it's too deserted here."

Masato Tezuka was obviously not ready, and the materials on the car were sold out in less than an hour. Before Sakurai could react, he tried his best to search for the blessings in his mind, and Tezuka said unhappily:
"It's really tiring. I won't sell it like this tomorrow. It's meaningless at all."

[Expert cooking (65/80)]
"My name is Hayao Sakurai. I'm just looking for a day-end temporary worker. Unfortunately, the restaurant in front of me doesn't accept it. Uncle Tezuka shouldn't accept it either, right?"

Just as he was thinking that the stall owner over there had prepared the last ramen, and after serving it to the customers, he walked towards Sakurai Jun and said, "I've been waiting for a long time, is the handsome guy here to apply for the job? Do you want to stay? I think it's just With your face, your hourly salary should be a thousand."

"Wait, wait, are you really a person who can't joke? Okay, come on, you can just make a tonkotsu ramen. If it doesn't taste good, I will definitely not ask you."

"Uncle Tezuka, try it."

After packing up his things, Tezuka said to him: "Come here today, work will start normally tomorrow, come back at six o'clock in the evening, let's talk about the salary at that time, that's it, Sakurai-kun, you should go home quickly .”

After speaking, Tezuka didn't wait for Sakurai Hayao's answer, turned around and left with his ramen cart.

Sakurai Hayao looked at Yukichi in his hand and was speechless, his mind was filled with the idea of ​​"the office is fishing for fish, come out every day to set up a stall selling ramen and forget it".

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