The streets of Tokyo are brightly lit at night, and the record stores on the side of the road play the most famous "First Love" by Takazo Murakita, a love singer. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cool wind blew across Takahashi's cheeks, and he swayed along the road.

There used to be a saying called "the poor raise their legs when they get rich", which means that the poor suddenly have money, and in order to let people know that they are rich, they will lift their legs high and walk.

Takahashi's state at the moment is a bit like this. However, there is a slight difference, probably that although he is proud, he has not forgotten.

Twenty thousand yen is a lot of money for him, but what is it for the people who pass him by on the street.

In the 80s, the economy experienced a long and rapid development and entered the most prosperous stage. Except for Takahashi and his uncle, as well as those illegal immigrants who were intentionally or unintentionally put in to work at the bottom, the people who stepped on the land of Yuben should not be too rich.

While Takahashi was still happy with 20,000 yen in his arms, there was a line of people on the side of the road, waving the money in their hands, and hailing a taxi.

In the end, a young lady with a short skirt disappeared into the neon sign with the 20,000 yen in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Takahashi walked normally. He instantly reacted to the fact that he had gambled almost everything on his struggle, and it turned out that it was only equivalent to someone else taking a taxi once.

But so what! I, Takahashi, will definitely conquer Tokyo and succeed in Tsumoto!

After expressing the pride and ambition in my heart, I am now at the door of the convenience supermarket.

Because the economy is so good, most convenience stores in Tokyo have been replaced with automatic doors that are very tall for this era.

Takahashi felt that automatic doors were not suitable for places with a lot of traffic such as convenience stores.

People come in and out, doors open and close. The automatic door always looks dull and urgent, the previous person just walked in, and the next person also wanted to go in, but the slow response of the sensor had to be clamped to the person behind before it was reopened.

Over time, there are more hand-pushed doors next to the automatic doors of convenience stores.

Perhaps, the symbolic meaning of automatic doors is far greater than the actual meaning.

Convenience stores with automatic doors may represent high-end.

Takahashi opened the door and walked into the convenience store. Compared to the price of daily necessities in Tokyo, which is almost one price a day, the price of daily necessities in Tokyo is very stable and low.

However, because it is said that it is an island country and has little arable land, it is not low to prevent dumping at low prices abroad and to protect its own food security and trade barriers.

Therefore, the food packaging of this book is mostly delicate small packaging, and many vegetables are sold on the basis of the roots. This objectively avoids food waste and plays a positive role in helping to economize.

Normal dishes are like this, those dishes that are about to expire and spoil, naturally will not be thrown away, but will be sold at a reduced price.

Takahashi stared at the normal area for a while, but still resolutely walked towards the special area, and silently thought in his heart as he walked, "First you have to eat enough and then talk about eating well, first you have to eat enough and then talk about eating well." ”

In the special price area of the ingredients, it seems that the faint aroma of brewing will always waft. However, although there is a slight smell of decay, there is no real rotten food.

After all, this is a bargain zone, not a garbage zone yet.

Due to the active promotion of the policy of garbage classification, the difficulty of going to the garbage dump to pick up food has also increased exponentially.

Takahashi walked around and took a look, box after box of specials, lying in the box. He didn't find a dish he wanted to eat too much. Instead, I saw the fruit that my uncle always talked about - watermelon.

My uncle often talked about the watermelons in his hometown in a nostalgic tone at the end of the day, when he was lying in bed, saying how sweet and juicy those watermelons were, and he could eat a large one by himself. Sometimes it is interspersed with funny stories about being caught by the production team and getting beaten on the buttocks.

Takahashi said more than once that if you want to eat watermelon, let's buy some to eat.

The uncle said no, said reluctantly.

How expensive is the watermelon in this book, such a small one, so which is eating watermelon, obviously eating money.

Takahashi picked up the box and looked at the four or five slices in it that had changed slightly, but were still acceptable, and went to checkout.

The cash register was as tall as the automatic door, and the clerk scanned the barcode on the watermelon and said, "Five hundred yuan." ”

There weren't enough coins in Takahashi's pocket, so he gave the clerk the thousand-yen note that his uncle had stuffed into him, and retrieved a five-hundred-yen coin.

The three street lamps with different distances pulled out three shadows from Takahashi, who left the convenience store.

In the end, he was still not willing to spend the two 10,000 yuan tickets in his pocket.

The money should be used on the blade, in case I and my uncle get sick, I should not have to resist if I save more, and I can go to the doctor.

Takahashi, who was holding the box, was in a cheerful mood again, and he thought that his uncle would be happy to see the watermelon that he had been thinking about day and night.

Of course, I am also likely to be scolded for this, scolding myself for spending money indiscriminately. But compared to making my uncle happy, what is it to be scolded by myself.

Besides, he also got back 20,000 yuan in cash, and he and he both found jobs, even if they were scolded more, it was worth it.

Takahashi walked in front with ease, he didn't even make a move, and there was a ghostly figure behind him following him.

Shimada, who was following him, saw Takahashi go upstairs with Hiroshi Kudo, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. After nearly twenty attempts, he still couldn't break the record left by Cleopatra. He thought of another way to defeat Takahashi.

It's impossible for the thugs not to have fought. At first, you may have been beaten purely, but after eating and seeing, and being beaten a lot, you will fight back. Some people have a talent for fighting, and it doesn't even take long for them to unilaterally beat up others.

Shimada pondered for a while, and although Takahashi was a little taller and stronger than himself, he believed that he would be able to beat Takahashi with his rich experience in street fighting.

The reason why he doesn't do it now is because the street lights here are too bright and there are too many pedestrians, and when he arrives in the cramped and dim alleys, he can do it himself.

His left hand, touching the fist of his right hand, a cruel and twisted smile appeared on his face, as if he had heard Takahashi's wails and begs for mercy.

As if he was following his words, he had just finished playing the broadcast of Takahashi kneeling and begging for mercy, and Takahashi really walked into a cramped and dim alley.

The night was dark and windy, and the sound of wild cats echoed in the alleys.

Now is the time!

Hiding in the darkness like a ninja, Shimada unleashed a fast and dense pace, quickly approaching Takahashi.

Firmly believing that he can defeat the enemy with one blow, Shimada has made a move!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and a moaning sound came from the ground.

With the help of the dim moonlight, Takahashi picked up the watermelon box that had fallen on the ground, and checked it to see if it had been broken.

Finding that the watermelon slices were not contaminated, he walked over to the person who fell to the ground, squatted down and broke his face to see his face clearly, "It's you, you want to trouble me?"

He ignored Shimada's moaning, and didn't care whether the ground was buried or not, he sat directly on the ground and said in a heart-to-heart tone, "You are not good at games, you can't fight, your steps are loose, your reaction is slow, and you don't have any decent movements, so you still want to compete with me on the same stage? You also deserve to have your sweet dreams!"