"The child is not sensible, please bear with a few bosses, bear with me, don't be surprised, are the three of you here for dinner?" "After all, the drunkard is old and experienced, and when he saw Cuicui's rudeness, he hurried to the round.

"Yes, the three of us passed by here, I didn't think that there was such a restaurant in this ravine, I really didn't think of it, we came in as soon as we saw it, in the middle of winter, the weather was too cold, come in and ask for a pot of wine box, warm up, boss, disturb. The person who spoke was an elderly man in his fifties behind the short, fierce man.

The old man's head had been badly decapitated, but the skin on his face was good, smooth, and his complexion was very good, and his complexion was ruddy, which was very different from his age.

He spoke very kindly, wearing an ordinary thick black jacket, gray trousers, and gray cloth shoes, looking like a kind elder.

The man standing beside him was a tall, young man in a suit and leather shoes, with a flat head, a square face, big eyes, a wide mouth, and a high nose, giving people a sense of majesty and strength, but his complexion was very similar to that of the short man in the lead, both dark and brown, not only that, but he also carried a large grass-green backpack on his back, so that it did not match his suit.

"Don't bother, don't bother! Guests from afar are coming, it's too late for us to welcome, Principal Wolf, take out the good Biluo Spring Tea I just bought on the counter, Cuicui, serve the tea!"

Cuicui answered, came to the counter, took the tea handed to him by Principal Wolf, and hurriedly made tea.

In Xiaoyun Restaurant, most of the usual diners are villagers from several nearby villages, and occasionally some merchants selling mountain goods or Chinese medicinal materials come here, if it is usual, Principal Wolf will not be interested in these three people, but he found two very interesting questions.

He felt that there was something special about the three of them.

One is that among the three people, only the old man kept talking to the drunkard and ordering food, but the short man and the young man sat at the table, straightened up, like a Japanese samurai, without saying a word, and occasionally, took a sip of the teacup, but then frowned.

The second is that the wolf principal found that the short and stout man was always changing his sitting posture and looking at him, intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't know what he was looking at or thinking.

Maybe the old man noticed the uncivilized behavior of the short man, and he hurriedly lowered his head and secretly glanced at the short man, and the guy withdrew his gloomy little eyes, but the slight movements of the old man did not hide from the seemingly careless wolf principal.

"Why does this bastard keep staring at me, I'm not a beauty, why is he looking at me, look at it again, Lao Tzu plucked out your eyes," Principal Wolf scolded in his heart, but his appearance did not change in the slightest.

While the drunkard was cooking and stir-frying, the elder came to the counter, looked at a ballpoint pen in the breast pocket of the wolf principal and said to him: "Boss, we need to check the accounts, but our pen has been lost at some point, can I borrow your pen!"

"Absolutely. Principal Wolf didn't think about it, and lent him the pen from the breast pocket of his jacket.

The old man said 'thank you' very politely, and returned to the table, and you took out a stack of material paper from the big backpack that the young man had brought, and lowered your head and kept gesturing on it, while the short man and the young man sat quietly on the side, basically not speaking, and the two finally said a word, and they also talked secretly in a very low tone, and the headmaster wolf could not hear what they were saying at all.

It didn't take long for the dishes they wanted to be carefully served by Cuicui, a hot, fragrant six dishes and one soup: a stir-fried beef with wild pepper, a pig's ear and sour bamboo shoots, a stir-fried chicken with ginger and shallots, two dishes of green vegetables, a cold dish, and a tomato and egg soup.

"Miss, please bring us some liquor. The older man put away the stack of materials on the table and said to Cuicui.

"Okay, boss. Cuicui answered, took the bottle of local ordinary one-pound high-grade liquor handed to him from the counter, and put it on their table.

The wine and food were all served, and the three people on the table looked really hungry, without saying a word, picking up the chopsticks and moving the cup, just caring about eating and drinking, unceremoniously swept the things on the table, not even the slag, swept into the stomach, and almost didn't stuff the plate into the stomach, not including the three bowls of rice.

"These people are really good at eating, they can't have just been released from the cell," Principal Wolf said with a heartfelt smile.

After drinking and eating, the old man burped, looked up, and found the surprised expressions of Cuicui and Principal Wolf, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "See laughing, see laughing, we are in a hurry to send a batch of mountain goods, and we haven't eaten anything for a day, sorry, hahaha.... Boss, check out!"

After hearing this, Principal Wolf came from the counter to the table, and settled the account, a total of one hundred and two yuan, and he did not accept the two yuan in change.

"I can't imagine that there is such a delicious meal in such a remote place, it seems that the three of us are really blessed today. The old man laughed, and when the drunkard next to him heard this, he was of course as happy as drinking honey when he heard others praise his cooking skills so much.

"Where, where, boss, you've won the prize, welcome to come back next time!! While the drunkard was happy, he felt that the praise of others was not enough, and he turned the subject of the poll to the short man and the young man.

Who knows, hearing the drunkard bending down and smiling and humbly asking, the short man and the young man in the suit actually showed a blank look, as if they couldn't understand what the drunkard said.

When the elder saw it, he hurriedly said: "Master, my two friends usually don't like to talk, but their performance during the meal proves that your craftsmanship is superb, hahaha, farewell, we will definitely visit again next time!"

The elder said that the stout man and the young man had already left the table and walked towards the door, and the old man had no choice but to say to the drunkard again, 'I will come another day,' and hurried away.

"What kind of people are these, especially that short man, I think he is terrible~, I have never seen someone with such fierce eyes, it scares me to death. After the three of them disappeared outside the door, Cuicui patted her chest and said with palpitations.

"Cuicui, what kind of person are you in charge of, as long as they eat and give money, they are good people, they are good people, I have told you how many times, treat guests with dignity, look at you, like words!"

When Cuicui heard this, she grimaced, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Yes, you think they are good people, because you only recognize money." When she had finished speaking, she slipped into the kitchen and went about her own business.

"I don't know what to do, dead girl, sooner or later, you will suffer. The drunkard shook his head, sighed, turned to Lang Mo and said, "Principal Wolf, do you think they are businessmen!"

"I don't know, they just say they're businessmen, and I can't figure out what these three people are, all I know is that they took my fountain pen. Principal Wolf replied with a frown.

"Take your pen!"

"Yes, my favorite is that fountain pen, it has been with me for many years, it is really evil, I rarely put it in my chest, but tonight I inserted it so casually, it was actually borrowed!"

"Why didn't you just say it!"

"I just forgot"

"Do you want me to go and get them back? Dai asked the drunkard.

"No, forget it, isn't it just a pen, I'm not so stingy, besides, tonight we have already earned the money for a pen, let it be. Principal Wolf smiled bitterly.

"Well, that's right, maybe people forgot about your pen, maybe they'll give it back to you the next time they come!"

"Next time, do you think they'll come back next time. Principal Wolf asked rhetorically.

"Why, Headmaster Wolf, you don't think they will come next time!"

"I don't know, maybe it will come, maybe it won't come!"

After Principal Wolf said this, he yawned and went back to school to rest.

After the wolf principal left, Dai was unhappy, he muttered: "Scholars are different, even talking is a cloud, fog or something, it's really in vain, what a college student, it's not as good as an alcoholic like me!"

If Principal Wolf heard Dai Drunkard comment on his rhetoric, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud, but when he returned to school, he had a strange feeling.

This indescribable feeling was none other than the eerie look in the short man when he peeked at him.

Why is he always staring at himself, why.

Principal Wolf thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure it out, and in the end, he reluctantly came to a conclusion: "Maybe I have the temperament of a big boss, and I don't look like a small country boss at all, so people feel a little strange, yes, it must be like this, please see the first without ads."

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