Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 220 The way to go
"What do you like to do?"

Tetsuji Tozawa was stunned.

Lin Ye said: "To be more precise, it's something I like and want to do, but haven't done yet."

Tomizawa Tetsuji was silent for a while, then said, "When I was young, I loved playing baseball. If I hadn't founded the company, I would have become a baseball player. Now I also love watching baseball games."

"Then why did you give up?"

"Because I know that if I choose to play baseball, it will be difficult to support my family. Although I like playing baseball, I know that I don't have much talent. No matter how hard I try, I can only be a bottom-tier professional baseball player."

Lin Ye asked again: "If you were given a chance to choose again, and without financial pressure, what would you choose?"

Tetsuji Tozawa knitted his thick eyebrows together, thought for a long time, and then let out a breath.

“I’ll choose baseball.”

Lin Ye smiled and said, "If that happens, there will be one less big conglomerate in the world and one more ordinary professional baseball player. Don't you think it's a pity?"

"Of course not. It doesn't matter if I can't become a top player. As long as I'm doing what I like...ah!"

An expression of "I figured it out" suddenly appeared on Tetsuji Tozawa's face.

[Taichi and Yuzo both have things they want to do. As long as I support them, they can do what they like for the rest of their lives.]

[Such a life must be very happy, right? ]

[Letting them inherit the family business is just my wishful thinking. They don’t care about this business that belongs to “me”. They have their own paths they want to take.]

[In that case, why should I force them to follow the path I have already taken? ]

Tetsuji Tozawa laughed, took a sip of wine, and his expression became relaxed and peaceful.

"Thank you, young man."

"You're welcome."

It's good that you have figured it out.

If you figure it out, you won't have to get hit on the head with a stone and bleed...

Lin Ye looked at Tetsuji Tozawa again.

The future picture appears.

Tetsuji Tozawa, with snow-white hair, lay quietly in a chair with a smile on his lips, and died of old age.

It's quiet at night.

It's already late at night.

Lin Ye was the only one left in the store.

The bell rang softly and Lin Ye looked up.

A middle-aged office worker in a suit walked into the store.

He is a fat uncle with a round face, a big nose, small eyes and thick lips. He looks very kind.

"Oh, working overtime is really hard."

The uncle with small eyes sighed as he walked towards the bar and sat down at it.

He seemed to be a middle-aged man who worked overtime until late at night.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

“I want bamboo.”

When the uncle smiled, his eyes became even smaller.

Bamboo is not the bamboo that pandas eat, but a cocktail that originated in Japan and is one of the representative works of Japanese cocktails.

However, the uncle in front of me looks quite like a panda.

Bamboo is made with sherry as the base wine, dry vermouth, and citrus bitters.

"OK, just a second."

While Lin Ye was mixing the cocktails, the uncle kept looking at him with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He nodded repeatedly, as if he was very satisfied with Lin Ye.

Lin Ye felt a little strange, not only because of the uncle's reaction, but also because he could not hear what the uncle was thinking.

He heard nothing, as if his hearing ability had failed.

What's happening here?
Is there something wrong with me or with this uncle? "Sir, your bamboo."

Lin Ye finished the bamboo and placed the wine glass in front of the uncle.

The uncle picked up the wine glass, took a sniff, and his eyes immediately narrowed, with a comfortable expression on his face.

After taking a sip, a "hmm" sound came from my throat.

"I feel healed!" The uncle blinked his eyes and said in a childish tone.

Lin Ye couldn't help but find it funny, and at the same time he became even more curious about this uncle with strange behavior.

"Uncle, what do you do for a living?"

"Me?" The uncle pointed at himself, suddenly made a scissors hand gesture, and showed a cute expression, "I am the Buddha."

"What?"

Lin Ye was stunned.

The uncle made the scissors hand gesture again, keeping his facial expression unchanged, and said again with full energy:
“It’s the Buddha.”

"Uh, so that's it..." Lin Ye's eyes became strange.

Although his ability to listen to others' minds suddenly failed, his experience in seeing people had not disappeared.

According to his judgment, the uncle in front of him was either making fun of him or had some mental problems.

"Don't I look like one?" the uncle asked with a pout.

Honestly, it's kind of disgusting to see a man in his forties making cute faces.

However, Lin Ye had an excellent professional attitude. He looked at the uncle's face and said, "Your face is indeed very blessed."

"How about this?"

The uncle slapped his forehead with his right hand, and when he took it away, there was a lump of something that looked like miniature poop on his forehead.

"Uh, what is this?" Lin Ye looked puzzled.

"This is called white hair. It is one of the thirty-two characteristics of the Buddha. It is the symbol of the Buddha, that is, me. There is white hair between the eyebrows of the Tathagata, which twists to the right like the sun at noon. When it is released, there is light. This is what I am referring to."

The uncle pointed at the tiny poop between his eyebrows and explained in detail.

"..."

Lin Ye stared at the tiny piece of poop between the uncle's eyebrows, speechless.

Haha, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it was just glued on, right?

Can you be more professional when cosplaying?
Lin Ye took a deep breath, forced a smile and asked, "Haha, may I ask what you can do for me, Mr. Buddha?"

The uncle picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then smiled brightly at Lin Ye, revealing two little fangs.

"I'm here to cheer you up and show you the way forward."

Cheer up? Directions?
"You've done a good job. You've eliminated a lot of evil thoughts during this period of time. Please keep working hard in the future."

Lin Ye's expression was suddenly shocked.

How does he know what I did?
Is he really the Buddha?

Lin Ye carefully observed the uncle in front of him again.

At this moment, his eyes lit up and an infinite golden light bloomed behind the uncle's head.

The uncle smiled in the golden light and continued, "But this is far from enough. This world is full of suffering, and this city is the source of suffering. People are full of hatred among each other, and people die in hatred every day."

Lin Ye listened in amazement.

"So you have to keep working hard. If one day you completely purify the evil thoughts in this city, you can become a Buddha."

“Although this is a long and difficult road, I believe you can do it. Come on!”

"We will meet again when you become a Buddha."

Lin Ye fell into a daze.

When he came to his senses, the uncle was no longer in sight.

If there hadn't been an empty wine glass on the bar, he would have almost thought he was hallucinating.

At this moment he suddenly realized a problem.

That guy who claimed to be Buddha just now, didn’t pay for his drinks!
(End of this chapter)