[Comprehensive] I'm in Yokohama as a soul-saver

A carpenter wearing glasses blankly chipped off a piece of sawdust.

"Also, I think the effect of the microphone can be made, do you want to install a small amplifier?" I continued to propose enthusiastically.

Mr. Sugiyama, who was originally a knife maker and later became a carpenter, couldn't bear it anymore, "What do you think of a knife?"

"Think of it as a knife, otherwise what else can it be?" I stopped, and asked in confusion under Mr. Sugiyama's doubts, "Nowadays is a modern society, not only people, but also knives must keep pace with the times, as long as they don't affect Performance, it should be possible to add a little more function, right?"

Mr. Sugiyama: What's the matter with you young man?The samurai who came to me to make swords in the past always regarded the sword as their soul or their wife!

"I haven't even said to add a translator function..." I muttered under Mr. Sugiyama's subtle eyes, and finally compromised, "Forget it, just install one, can I install an mp3? "

Mr. Sugiyama: "..."

Mr. Sugiyama ignored me, turned his back to me with half-finished wooden knives and tools, and cut wood silently.

And then just then, I got that call.

Seeing the unfamiliar number displayed on the phone screen, I stood up from the small bench and walked outside the store to answer the phone.

"Moshi Moxi, this is Taki, the house of masters, what's the matter?" I asked skillfully, and announced the signboard of "House of masters" that I decided to adopt recently.This name was proposed by Yinshi, and the image is quite vivid, but I don’t know why there is a kind of poor atmosphere inexplicably, but since I am not good at choosing names, I finally adopted Yinshi’s suggestion.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time, so I took the phone away from my ear a little bit to make sure it was still connected.

"Mosimoxi?"

[That...] After I uttered my voice for the second time, there was also a voice on the phone, and the person on the other end of the phone said hesitantly, [Hello, I am Nakahara Chuya. ]

Central Plains?It sounds familiar... I tried to recall it, and quickly recalled it with my excellent memory, "Oh, it's you! What's the matter?"

[It's like this, didn't you give me a flyer before, I want to ask... can I entrust anything? ]

"Are you going to entrust me!" I cheered up all of a sudden, "As long as it is not illegal, I will accept it."

[I want to find a job. ] Zhongyuan Zhong also tentatively said the first half of the sentence. After a while, he didn't hear my answer, and added cautiously, [Money comes quickly. ]

--Hey?

"You want to entrust me to help you find a job?" I repeated it carefully, "Do you want a higher salary?"

[...If it doesn’t work, forget it. ] Listening to the voice on the other side of the phone, it seems that even he himself feels quite embarrassed, [I will think of other ways by myself. ]

"It's not impossible, except for those who come in quickly, except for those who are written in the law, and some require age and education, being a celebrity may still meet your requirements, but the cycle of earning money may be longer, are you in a hurry? ?” I recalled the appearance of Nakahara Chuya, and thought he should be quite suitable for this path.

[This is too long, it is best to settle the salary within three days. ]

The salary can be settled once within three days. If you come here, you can get the money quickly, and you can not consider your age... Unfortunately, the first thing I thought of was gangsters. People go astray.

Well other than that...

My eyes fell on the message I received a few hours ago from a cowherd shop owner I knew, Abe-san, asking me if I would go to the shop to work part-time today, and then hesitantly and cautiously lowered my voice and said slowly:

"Would you mind going to the Cowherd's shop for a try?"

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Chuya: I need a job, and the money will come quickly.

Mr. Mori: Of course gangsters are quick to make money, Hong Kong gangsters welcome you!You can pay in advance as much as you need.

A Long: Come and work with me at the Cowherd's shop!

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of saxophone style, don't touch my cat ears; 2 bottles in March

Chapter Four

"...I don't know who you're talking to, but you guys really dare to talk and listen." Just a few steps away, Mr. Sugiyama listened to most of my answer to this Central Plains boy. The look in my eyes is no longer just subtle.

"Huh? What's the matter?" After finishing the call with the Zhongyuan boy, I sent a message to Abe-san to explain the situation, saying that I would take someone to his store in the evening. I just walked into the store after sending the message. When I raised my head, I met Mr. Sugiyama's eyes like the scum among the scumbags of society.

And it's still the one that hurts others.

I think Mr. Sugiyama must have misunderstood the profession of cowherd. It seems that many people of the older generation think that this profession is a bit colorful?However, the few cowherd shops I have been in are quite formal, just to accompany people to drink and chat, to help them forget the pressure in life and so on.

I even met a mother who always stayed at home because her daughter was under too much study pressure, so she took her daughter to the Niulang shop to relax.

"Have you figured out what to call this wooden knife?" Mr. Sugiyama didn't give me a chance to explain. With a straight face, he gave the wooden knife the last frosting treatment, and then painted the last layer of acrylic paint.The original matte wooden knife material becomes shiny like waxed.

"What's the name? Let's call her Juliet, it just makes a pair with my other knife." I decided on the name without much thought.

Judging from the naming method of the Japanese sword [number] + [ming], then Juliet’s full name should be [Juliet Jiqian], because Mr. Sugiyama’s full name is Sugiyama Yoshiqian.As for the genre, I am not very clear, and Mr. Sugiyama refused to say.

After I got the new knife, I went to try it with great interest. It was soon the evening that I had an appointment with the boy from Zhongyuan. I was waiting 10 minutes earlier at the iconic place near the Niulang shop.

Not long after I arrived, the boy from Central Plains arrived. He was still wearing the same gray sweater and a jacket of a similar color that I had worn when I met him on Leibo Street last time. Even the posture of his hands was exactly the same. Pocket position.

"You..." The Central Plains youth seemed to hesitate for a while how to address him, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Fortunately, I came a minute or two earlier than you." I glanced at the time, "Then leave now?"

"I'm fine." The Central Plains boy took a deep breath, as if he was mentally prepared to step into some battlefield.

Ok……

It turns out that not only Mr. Sugiyama, but also the youth from Central Plains seems to have misunderstood the profession of Cowherd?

I thought for a while and decided to enlighten him first, "You don't have to be nervous, just chat with the girls, listen carefully when they tell their troubles, and then enlighten them, let them forget their troubles and be happy. Zhongyuan You... Forget it, can I call you Zhong directly? Correspondingly, you can also call me by my name directly."

Between calling each other's surname and first name, I only hesitated for a moment and decisively chose the latter, although for a person who has not communicated several times, it is not in line with the conventions to directly call the first name when they meet for the second time. A social etiquette.

But compared to Nakahara, Chuya is unbelievably smooth, and has a rather subtle taste, that is, as long as the vocal cords are called once, it will automatically remember the pronunciation, not at all. I want to change my name to Nakahara.

"That's right. People who know me usually call me by my first name, and very few people call me by my last name." Zhong also nodded in agreement.

I talked with Chuya Henchao Abe-san's Niulang's shop while walking, and when we walked all the way to the Niulang's shop, I already knew why he was so eager to make money.

It was because the grandmother who adopted him was sick and needed an operation to cure him, but the family savings were not enough for the operation fee.

"It's really urgent... Let's see if we can make money in the next few days. If it doesn't work, there are a few small gangsters in Yokohama who charge a lot of protection fees recently. I'll pick a soft one." Eat a wave of persimmons." I said solemnly, already thinking about which little gangster to pick.

Yokohama is now my base, Yokohama dominates Hong Kong gangsters, I can't move, can't I still move those little gangsters who charge protection fees indiscriminately?

Hearing what I said, Zhong couldn't help but look sideways: "Did you say something serious as if nothing happened?"

"Huh? Is this something serious?" I looked over suspiciously, "I remember that Leibo Street is a protest zone. There are many organization headquarters hidden in Leibo Street. You are not in Leibo Street. Have you never encountered it in Bo Street life?"

"There was a juvenile self-help group established by a minor who invited me to join, but Grandma Chiyo refused to allow me to join, so I declined the invitation."

While talking, we have arrived at Abe-san's Cowherd shop.

"Mochizuki, is this the part-time boy you mentioned?" Abe-san, who was bored with keeping accounts, saw Chuya walking in behind me, his eyes lit up.

"Yes, his name is Chuya Zhongyuan." I answered casually, and suddenly paused after I finished my answer.

Wait, this déjà vu...why do I feel like a pimp right now? ? ?

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