Life in Tokyo starting as a child star

Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko looked at each other.

After looking at each other, they found that there was some uneasiness in each other's eyes.

After all, when it comes to food, they have seen people scolding people because it is not delicious, and they have also seen people nodding their heads because it is so delicious.

But this was the first time they saw the guests who ate and cried.

Even crying and eating at the same time.

Sure enough, you were trembling with pain because you were slaughtered, right?

Don't tell me, this is really possible.

If the two of them had spent 5,000 yen just to eat a shrimp roll, fried horse mackerel, and take-out miso soup, even the deluxe version, they would probably be so heartbroken that they couldn't breathe.

"Um, I'm sorry, customer. Is the food not to your liking?"

Tsukimi Natsuka and Oguchi Yoshiko walked up and asked in a low voice, hoping that they would give each other a free meal this time.

To prevent the other party from becoming angry when paying, they would overturn their stall.

That's really not worth the gain.

It seemed that their questioning had an effect.

Teshima Ryota in front of him suddenly stood up.

broken!

Are you really going to stir up trouble?

Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko secretly said something was wrong, and both of them shrank back in fear.

However--

"Why?"

The expected plot of overturning the table and turning against each other did not happen.

Having finished all the food in front of him, Teshima Ryota stood up, took two deep breaths, and then apologized to Tsukimi Natsukazu and Oguchi Yoshiko on the other side.

"Sorry, I just can't help myself."

He felt a little emotional and glanced at the empty set menu on the dining table reluctantly.

In front of the stunned looks of Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko, he bowed deeply to Kitumi Minoru behind the stove.

Then he bowed to Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko.

"I judge people by their appearance. Thank you. The food here allows me to regain my original intention when I first entered society."

Teshima Ryota smiled, which was completely different from the depressed feeling when he first came in.

His back was straight, his eyes were steady, and he exuded an indescribable sense of confidence.

"ah?"

Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko were both stunned.

What the hell? Not to slap the table and curse, but to thank?

Still ‘finding your original intention’?

Are you sure this is the effect of our home cooking? Didn't you inject chicken blood yourself?

Ryota Teshima didn't care about the two of them. He took out the meal money from his wallet and put it on the table, turned around and left.

What I gave was not 5,000 yen, but a clean 10,000 yen note.

"Wait! Guest! I haven't given you change yet!"

Tsukimi Natsuwa hurriedly wanted to call Teshima Ryota.

"No need, just think of the extra money as thanks to the general for making this meal for me."

With his back turned, he raised his hand and waved.

Teshima Ryota didn't even stop, and soon disappeared under the gaze of Tsukimi Natsukazu.

"What's going on?"

Although I am happy that my stall is finally making money, the process of making money is too weird.

Recalling Teshima Ryota's expression just now as if he were on a pilgrimage holding the dish prepared by Kitazumi Minoru, Tsukimi Natsuwa scratched his head.

The already agitated crowd outside could no longer stand at this moment.

You must know that they came to Jingwen High School early to visit.

It was almost eleven o'clock now.

Their Five Zang Temple has long been unable to hold on.

Not to mention that I just saw Ryota Teshima eating so happily with a happy face.

Coupled with the fact that Kitaki Minami took a kitchen spoon and gently stirred it in a pot that was simmering over low heat, the aroma overflowed.

It’s simply worse than killing them!

The sound of swallowing saliva came and went.

His facial expressions were twitchy.

Many people want to follow their desires and step into it, but spending 5,000 yen for a meal at a high school cultural festival is too much.

Just when everyone is between a rock and a hard place.

Beicheng over there seemed to have noticed something, and he maliciously accelerated the stirring action in his hands.

The strong fragrance is instantly stirred up!

No more!

I really can't stand it anymore!

Under Beicheng Minoru's deliberate action.

Finally a male customer couldn't stand it anymore.

He stepped inside without hesitation, found a table and sat down directly.

Just be the wronged one!

Only 5,000 yen! It’s not like I can’t afford it!

At worst, I won’t visit other food stalls after visiting Kitami Minori’s stall!

Now there was a commotion as people gathered together.

After all, human beings have a very strange herd mentality.

When I see someone, I already think of myself as a "standout".

The remaining people who were on the verge of hesitation never stopped and entered the classroom directly.

Look at the continuous flow of people pouring into the classroom.

And the Japanese yen bills piled up in front of me.

Tsukimi Natsuwa and Oguchi Yoshiko paused.

To be precise, their eyes were completely attracted by the pile of Japanese yen bills in front of them.

How much money do you have to have here?

100,000 yen? 200,000 yen? No. Right?

Probably more!

It is said that as long as there are people to support the catering industry, there will be huge profits.

But who would have thought that such huge profits could be made? !

It only took two or three minutes to collect at least 200,000 yen? !

You should know that the dishes prepared by Kitasumi only look "expensive". In fact, the cost of raw materials for a set meal is only 500 to 600 yen at most.

This has increased the profit by 20 times.

Wow

Isn't this too profitable?

Isn't it faster than robbing? !

The two naive high school girls looked at each other.

At this moment, Kitasumi seemed to have opened the door to a new world for them.

But they soon realized it.

No!

We have to greet customers!

"Sorry! We don't have so many seats in the store! Please wait outside in order!"

A panicked voice sounded.

At the same time, it was the sound of Oguchi Yoshiko and Tsukimi Natsuka constantly bowing and apologizing.

There was no way, the classroom was only this size.

After moving the desks and chairs away, only four dining tables could be placed. No matter how many seats were added, one table could only squeeze six people at most.

If there were more, it would be difficult to leave an aisle, so we could only temporarily divert some customers to line up outside.

Tsukimi Natsuka and Oguchi Yoshiko were even more busy and sweating.

On one hand, they were responsible for collecting money, on the other hand, they had to remember the order, and they were also responsible for organizing the line to prevent people from cutting in line.

But even so.

They could not handle such a large flow of people by themselves!

The main reason was that there were a steady stream of visitors outside the venue who were attracted by the strong fragrance emanating from here.

This moment.

Tsukimi Natsuka was the first time to experience the word "population density" in Japan.

Because under her gaze.

There were guests queuing outside the corridor

They were so dense that they looked like ants, almost filling up the corridor!

Some people really couldn't stand, and they lined up directly in the next class.

The students in the next class who were still preparing their own stalls were completely confused when they saw so many people squeezing in.

What's going on?

Why did the guests from the next class line up here?

So Tsukimi Natsuka, who was responsible for reception outside the venue, had another task - to deal with students from other classes who came to express dissatisfaction.

This back and forth, all kinds of emergencies, almost exhausted her.

There was really no way.

She could only deal with the customers while calling people to help in the class LINE group.

[Yes, I am the cutest: The girl on the next shift is not right! Boys, come too! Come and help! There are too many people! Class leader Jiazi and I can't handle it at all! ]

As soon as this message was sent.

Instantly received a lot of responses in the class group.

However, compared to the urgent message of Yuejian Xiahe, most of the students who received the message were puzzled.

What's the situation? Too many people? Can't handle it?

Are you sure it's not a bad joke?

With Kitasumi's pricing, it would be a great victory to have one or two innocent people enter the store and be slaughtered by his dragon-slaying sword.

Why did Yuejian Xiahe say that it seemed like thousands of troops were rushing to the door to be slaughtered by Kitasumi?

They raised their eyebrows, a little bit unable to understand.

Until Yuejian Xiahe posted a photo in the group -

Straight line

Yes.

Those were two straight lines——

Two straight lines formed by dense crowds of people, stretching straight back.

From a rough look at the photo.

This ‘straight line’ even stretched from the entrance of Class 2B to the end of the corridor, and even turned a corner and stretched to the bottom of the stairs.

The photo was just posted in the Class 2B group.

The group that was still discussing it suddenly became quiet.

No?

This. Just by looking at the photo, there are already one or two hundred people, right? !

What did Kita Sumire do when we were away? !

Why are there so many people? !

For a while.

Many people in the group said they would come to help soon.

This was indeed not a problem of the abilities of Tsukimi Natsuka and Oguchi Yoshiko.

There were indeed too many people!

The students of Class 2B, who were originally strolling around the cultural festival comfortably, all ran back to help.

And when they rushed to the corridor on the second floor, they discovered the extremely sad fact——

The corridor on the second floor was blocked!

Although a small aisle was left for people to pass through, the number of people was really too scary.

There was no other way.

They could only follow the instructions of Nanase Karin, who had just received the news and rushed over. Some people stayed to maintain the order of the queue, and the other part went up to the second floor from Exit No. 2.

In this way, the 30 students in Class B of the second year were panting and sweating and were treated like cattle and horses by Kita Sumire.

They were busy from ten o'clock in the morning to two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

During the four hours, they didn't even drink water until Kita Sumire sold all the ingredients.

They got a short respite.

And it was at this time.

Tsukimi Natsuka, who was also busy and sweating, came over and placed today's spoils - two thick stacks of banknotes in front of many students in the stunned expressions of all the students.

During this period, many visitors curiously ordered Kita Sumire's "Set Meal No. 2 (Deluxe Edition)" and gave 10,000 yen.

So no more, no less, after a careful count, the amount in front of them was exactly one million yen.

This terrifying amount immediately stunned the students in Class 2-B.

No?

Earned 1 million yen in one morning?

The students present were really wide-eyed at this moment.

They were just ordinary students, how could they have seen so much money?

And it was the money they earned. Uh. The money they earned together with Kita Sumire.

The key point is that this is a cultural festival of an ordinary high school!

At an ordinary high school cultural festival, a booth with a revenue of tens of thousands of yen is already a very popular result.

But a profit of one million yen.?

Even in the cultural festivals of famous universities such as Waseda and the University of Tokyo, it is impossible for a booth to achieve such revenue.

They were confused and somewhat doubtful about life.

Meaning, they accidentally created a historical record for the revenue of Japanese cultural festival booths?

Thinking of this.

Everyone present looked at Kita Sumire on the other side.

Looking at Kita Sumire lying on the children's recliner he brought, yawning, stretching, and looking comfortable.

Their expressions instantly became wrong.

The expression when looking at Kita Sumire was no longer like looking at a classmate.

It was more like looking at some alien.

I thought that Kita Sumimi's robbery-like price would make it impossible to sell a single copy.

Unexpectedly, it was sold out in just one morning! I made a profit of 1 million yen.

Is this the strength of a top-notch actor in the industry?

This money came too easily, didn't it? It came faster than robbery!

Okay! Keep writing! I can finish it before 12 o'clock today!