Basketball was one of the confrontational sports centered on shooting, layups, and dunks. It was founded in January 1892 by Dr. James Naissmith, a teacher at the Field Christian Youth Church Training School in Massachusetts', USA.
From the initial 13 basketball rules to the current 58 rules, basketball techniques and tactics had developed to a very high level.
Basketball, as one of the three major balls in the world, was not as attractive as traditional football and baseball in Japan. Unlike the basketball kingdom in the United States, the popularity of basketball in Japan was relatively low. The evidence was that there were not many open-air basketball courts on the streets of every city.
In the 1980s, even though Kanagawa was a famous second-tier city in Japan, as a port city, surfing and football were the main theme here.
The basketball court in Yagi Park with Haruko the last time was also in tatters, and there was not even a ghost to be seen.
I've been feeling very tired recently.
From that day onwards, until now, after school, I would take some time to go to the small court in Yagi Park and practice shooting with Haruko there.
For this reason, I gave up the only rest time I had in the day and gave up the most precious time I had to read novels. I had almost forgotten everything about the " Scepter of Ice and Fire ". He would appear there on time every day and practice with Xiao Qing Zi every day.
Surprisingly, Uncle Goblin didn't complain about my absence from work. He didn't even curse at me. This made me secretly wary. I didn't know if he had come up with some other dirty tricks.
I don't know if I like basketball, but I'm happy to play with a little loli. I didn't get bored of shooting countless times every day.
It was just a simple action. On the contrary, ramen was much more tiring than shooting. You must know that ramen require a lot of wrist strength. If I didn't have this foundation since I was young, I wouldn't have been able to become a ramen chef here.
However, compared to shooting, although shooting was a simple action, when you felt it with your heart, you would realize that it was different from ramen. Ramen was obviously boring. He had to repeatedly pull, slap, and rub. From the strength of the soles of the feet, the lifting of the knees, the stretching of the waist, the movement of the fingers when playing the basketball, and even the scenery when you jumped up and shot, it was different every time.
Moreover, basketball was not a mechanical action that required precision. The preparation for the shot and the sound of the basketball rubbing against the net would make you feel the connection between the basketball and your body, as if the basketball was also a part of your body.
Every day, I see Xiao Qingzi circling around me like a kitten, cheering for me and cheering for me because of the goal. To me, it's wonderful.
However, his body was indeed unable to take it. He would feel very happy mentally, but physically, it was still too much for a nine-year-old child.
Every day, I would wake up at 5:30 am. After making lunch for Xiaoxin and I, I would go to Uncle's ramen shop with Xiaoxin. Xiaoxin would take care of my three younger brothers and sisters, and I, Goblin, and Aunt Kyoko would prepare to start the game.
After that, Kyoko sent the three little fellows and Xiao Xin to school. I only ran towards the sunset at 8:15 pm.
The school ended at 3:30 pm on Mondays, and the club activities in the middle school from Tuesday to Thursday were at 5 pm. The elementary school was the same as Mondays, and it was at 3:30 pm on Fridays.
After school, I would come back to the stall to help until 10:30 or 11:30.
In short, every day was fulfilling and happy.
Little Xin is growing, I am growing, and the little loli Haruko is also growing.
With that thought, the curtain was pushed open and five children of different heights and sizes entered.
"Welcome." I quickly said.
"Boss, give me six bowls of ramen. I'm starving, I'm starving.”The one who spoke was the tallest youth. His red hair was extremely eye-catching.
"Boss, seven bowls, seven bowls should be correct.”A fat man pushed his companions aside at a speed that didn't match his body size. He rushed to the front of me from the back and stretched out seven radish-like fingers to correct me.
She seemed to be about my age, and it was as if I had seen her somewhere before. I frowned.
"Boss, hurry up. We're starving.”The bespectacled fatty didn't seem to realize that my 'boss' was about the same age as him. He turned to his companion and continued,"Everyone, the Dragon Bone Ramen here is very good, especially the Hell Pig Bone Ramen. It's super refreshing to eat while sweating. It's a stall that I recently discovered.”
"Come on, as long as it's not sh * t, you say it's delicious.”
"You bastard, go to hell!"
"You're the one who should die.”
"You'll die from eating!"
"Drink water and die!"
"You…"
While the blond youth and the short fatty were arguing, the other hungry companions had already sat down on the chairs in front of the bar.
They all look like delinquents…I looked away.
However, just because I looked away didn't mean that the other three guys looked away. Their eyes were wide open, obviously not believing that I was the boss who made the ramen.”
"Hey, Yohei, why is the boss so young? Is this child labor?”The red-haired teenager secretly hugged another handsome man and whispered into his ear. He thought that no one could hear him, but in fact, he was talking in a voice that was so loud that it was going to die.
"It's not that." The handsome man rolled his eyes at the redhead." Hua Dao, this must be your family's business. You don't even know."”
"Oh." The redhead nodded thoughtfully and turned to me."Little brother, you really think about your family.”
Little, little brother…my eyebrows jumped.
As a traditional ingredient in Japan, Japanese ramen originated from China, but it had already become a representative popular noodle dish in Japan. The main ingredients were generally muscle, pork bone, beef bone, dried fish, dried mackerel, etc. In the early days, the most common ramen was the soy sauce taste of barbecued pork and bamboo shoots. However, the taste of ramen was becoming more and more diverse.
For example, my family's ramen restaurant is bone soup noodles. It uses pork bones and chicken bones as raw materials. The taste is strong, accompanied by an absolutely full and juicy barbecued pork, slightly spicy dried bamboo shoots, and eggs. The main dish, Dragon Bone Ramen, was made from sheep bones, and its fragrance was overflowing.
As a veteran ramen master, I decided to use my skills to make them eat their own tongues.
Boiling, cooling, adding soup and ingredients. Although the process was simple, the temperature difference, the quality of the noodles, and the soup base were all extremely important.
Five bowls of different noodles, oh no, seven bowls of different and steaming ramen were quickly completed.
I placed the noodles in front of the five of them and they were instantly dumbfounded.
"Boss, you're really an angel.”The short fatty looked at the amount of noodles and ingredients in front of him. It could even be said that it was enough for two people. He smiled so much that his eyes could not be seen. Although they had already disappeared, it had to be said that his teeth were really yellow.
The other people also had the same weight as the short fatty.
" Why is my…" The red-haired man who was about to start eating looked at his bowl of noodles and then at the ramen in front of his friends. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes popped out. He immediately turned into Popeye who had eaten bad spinach.
"Delicious."
"The ramen here are really delicious."
"Gao Gong, your introduction this time is indeed correct.”
His bad friends only cared about working hard. How could they have time to pay attention to this poor person?
Thus, under my astonished gaze, this fellow slammed the table and glared at me angrily.
"You did it on purpose, didn't you?”
"Intentionally? What do you mean?"
"That's why there's so much for them and so little for me.”The red-haired monkey pointed at his companion who was wolfing down the food beside him.
"This customer, I gave you a normal amount. If you don't believe me, you can compare it to the pictures on the menu.”I coldly raised my head and looked up at this detestable fellow.
Hmph, calling me a little brother, a reckless fellow.
" B-Damn it, why did the others…" The redhead couldn't accept my explanation, but it was one thing to not accept it. I did give him a portion of ramen for one person, no more, no less. As for the others, they were special.
"Oh! Yuji, these noodles are really delicious."
"That's right. The ramen is full of strength, and the soup base is soft and smooth, especially the juicy and full barbecued pork and the fresh and crispy dried bamboo shoots. One word, good!"
"Oh my god, what should I do if I can't eat ramen like this in the future, Takamiya!”
I didn't know if it was intentional or not, but when my friends saw the redhead's reaction, they didn't comfort him. Instead, they all squeezed to his side and ate as hard as they could while praising my ramen.
Looking at their funny faces, I couldn't help but laugh.
And the victim's reaction to his bad friend was that his red hair was panting like a bull, and it was the kind that was blue.
"Huff ~"
"Huff ~"
Rage 100, Strength 100.
I seemed to have heard such a hint.
After that.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
There were four consecutive dull sounds.
My friend and I were stunned.
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