Chapter 90 (1/2)
A week later, Xu Qinglang's noodle shop and Zhou Ze's bookstore will be moved tomorrow. But Xu Qinglang opened the noodle shop tonight, saying that he planned to do business here for the last day.
Hometown is hard to leave. This noodle shop also carries Xu Qinglang's life for a long time, and even his last time with his parents.
If it wasn't for Xiao Luoli, maybe now Xu Qinglang can have dinner with his parents every night and enjoy the warmth of the family together.
Zhou Ze's bookstore is closed, and all the books in the bookstore are packed in boxes, waiting for the truck to come tomorrow.
With the powerful labor force of Bai YingYing and Tang poetry as the ”material controller”, the efficiency of packing things is really fast. Boss Zhou, who has injured more than half of them but has not been completely efficient, just needs to sit in the next noodle shop with a teapot and drink tea, which is quite the painting style of the old landlords and the rich in the old society.
Lao Dao and monkey are playing in the back nobody's shopping mall. Monkeys and Lao Dao are very close. One man and one monkey can play together.
There is no forest here, but the empty business center behind us is enough for monkeys to gallop.
Drinking tea and watching the sun go down outside, Xu Qinglang sits there and looks at his mobile phone, unable to see much sadness or joy.
Fortunately, at this time, some guests finally came.
This is today's first guest,
no accidents,
this will also be today's last guest.
With the last time Zhou Ze took a taxi and asked the driver to find a dirty place for himself, after the driver arrived here, the little popularity that was left here had already fallen clean.
People who would have passed here at work or after work chose to detour.
That's why Zhou Ze decided to move.
The visitor is wearing a suit, but his hair is messy and his suit is dirty. He is not like a worker, but more like a jobless vagrant. But the suit itself is expensive.
”What to eat?” Xu Qinglang got up and asked.
”Stir fry some specialty dishes, and then a bottle of snow. It's ice.”
”Good.”
Xu Qinglang took his beer first and went to the kitchen to cook.
The other side is sitting opposite Zhou Ze, across the aisle.
The other party took a look at the noodle shop and said:
”are you moving
”See?” Zhou Ze has some accidents.
”It can be seen that just after cleaning, when we opened a shop in this shit place, who has the mind to clean it so carefully? It seems that we are ready to move away.”
The man took out a cigarette and lit it. Then he shook the ashes off the table.
Shaoqing, Xu Qinglang comes over with the first dish. The other side looks at the dish, shakes his head, and says:
”boss, the dish you make is not as good as that of you.”
”Have your meal.” Xu Qinglang replied without hesitation.
This is the temper of a man with more than 20 Suites in business.
The man took the chopsticks and took a bite, then spit out, ”this dish is not carefully made, not authentic.”
Xu Qinglang has returned to the kitchen to fry the next dish, so he doesn't hear the man's self talk.
”I think he's good at it.” Zhou Ze said.
”Not bad?” The man reached out his hand and patted the table gently. ”It's good to fry a dish and make a meal with the nature of playing with tickets.”
Finish saying, the man bit open the beer cover with his teeth, ”gudu gudu” filled a big mouthful, and said: ”when you eat it, it's not bad money at first sight. It's the main part of cooking experience life. It's not sincere at all.”
”It's hard for you to find a restaurant with sincerity.”
”Well, what's the relationship between you two? I said that his food was not delicious. Why did you suddenly target me?”
The man pointed to Zhou Ze and the kitchen and smiled silently
Zhou Ze didn't care about the goods. The reason why he talked to each other before was that this guy was familiar with each other, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Of course, it should be my last life.
”Disgusting? Do you think I'm disgusting? Disgusting people live more comfortable life, I think your life is not so comfortable, sitting there with a tea looks very self-cultivation, but also a meddler.
People, as long as they like to meddle with their own business, they can't live comfortably. ”
The man took another sip of wine and smiled at Zhou Ze.
”By the way, the bookstore next door should be yours. It's going to be closed, too?” The man pointed to the next door. ”When I came here, I saw that everything in the glass door was packed.”
”Yes, it's moving.”
”Have you sued?” Asked the man, squinting.
”Against what?”
”Tell the developers here, tell the management here. I heard that there are many accidents here. It's obviously the management's fault.It's the movie theater fire again,
it's another person jumping off a building and committing suicide,
that's why your business can't go on. Sue, let them compensate you for the loss. ”
”If you want to sue, business will not work before.” Xu Qinglang came out with the last dish, then put the rice on the table and said to the man, ”eighty yuan.”
”Well, eighty yuan. You ask me. I'm telling you a big deal. The cinema is on fire. You can tell the cinema to make up for your loss. ”