Chapter Eighty-Nine: Who Doesn't Have Money!
Other houses were very lively, only in front of the door rented by Xie Yuqing, there were only four empty tables.
It was dinner time, this food street was extremely crowded, Zhao Zijian pushed his bicycle, walking very slowly, this way over, all kinds of rice wafting from both sides of the road, really attractive.
Zhao Zijian was a glutton in his last life, he loved to eat, and a few women were used to it, so the food and drink unconsciously began to become more and more picky and more and more particular.
On the one hand, he thinks that his woman is not a winery that has been aged for more than ten years and does not drink, which is really a loser, but he actually likes it a lot, and then he "goes with the flow", and he can't drink the wine anymore, and he prefers the exquisite dishes carefully packed by the chef, or simply the three or two small dishes that his woman makes by hand, and thinks it is more right.
But even then, he often went out to find some fly restaurants on the side of the road to find something different.
In fact, this is like after three years of love with a cold royal sister, you will also want to change to a small jasper, exquisite meals have exquisite ways to eat, and the roadside stalls of big pot rice have the sweetness and beauty of roadside stalls of big pot rice - all kinds of roadside stalls in this world that seem to be "really not exquisite" sell things, eat them once in a while, let alone eat, just smell them, you will drool.
Back in 2016, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Zhao Zijian's appetite was much better than that of the former half-old man, and the meal was even more fragrant. He basically doesn't pick food now, his parents make it, Xie Mom's cooking, and the restaurant outside can eat very happily. At this time, he was hungry again, and this way passed, it was simply full of saliva.
When he got closer, he deliberately looked up.
A new signboard has been replaced on the front of the store, which is made of plastic sheeting, with yellow letters on a red background, and the words "Xiao Xie Fried Noodles" written in large letters, and below it is "Fried Noodles, Fried Noodles, All kinds of Small Stir-fry, Air Conditioning Open".
He forked the bicycle in the middle of the table in front of the door, Xie Yuqing had already walked out, smiling like a flower, looking at Zhao Zijian, and said, "Then I'll start frying?"
Zhao Zijian nodded, walked in, and saw that Xie Yuqing was wearing a black short down jacket today, which looked very light, and at this time, the red plaid apron was tied up at the waist, and he was wearing a winter dress in the winter, and he was stunned by the perfect lines.
At this time, Xie Yuqing had already prepared the dishes, just waiting for the pot, and when Zhao Zijian came in, she had already walked into the back kitchen, but she didn't forget to say: "Turn on the air conditioner if it's cold, I'll find someone to overhaul it, the air conditioner is good!"
Zhao Zijian walked around the store, and felt that it was quite clean and tidy, so he asked, "The name of the store is Xiao Xie fried noodles?" As he spoke, he walked into the back kitchen.
Xie Yuqing glanced back at him, and under the light, her face was flushed.
The sound of the range hood was not small, so she shouted a little, "Well, Yu Xiao came up with the idea to call it 'Thank you for fried noodles', saying that it is a two-dimensional style, I don't think it's good, it's better to call Xiao Xie." …… There is a lot of cooking smoke here, you go out and wait!
Zhao Zijian took a half step back and said, "Xie Yuxiao still likes the second dimension?"
With a snort, the onion and garlic were put into the pot, stirring up a burst of oil smoke, Xie Yuqing turned around and said, "What?"
Zhao Zijian had no choice but to shout, "It's okay, I said, it's okay to call it 'Lao Xie's Xiao Xie Fried Noodles', it's too featureless to call Xiao Xie Fried Noodles!"
Xie Yuqing smiled and said, "Go out and wait!"
Zhao Zijian had no choice but to put down the curtain and go out to find a table to sit down.
The store is really limited, and there are only eight tables in the store, and there are four expansion outside, so there are only twelve tables together, and the peak capacity is less than 50 people.
But think about it again, what is done here is a small business, and it is money and strength to earn money, and the whole food street is designed, and every store is probably like this, so naturally there is a reason for someone. As a layman, I think about this, it's really a pain in the idle egg.
A few minutes later, Xie Yuqing came out with a plate of the most ordinary tomatoes and eggs, and said, "Try it, but don't eat too much, I have prepared a total of eight prepared dishes, you have to try them all for me, and there are fried noodles and fried noodles in the back, you can't eat in advance!"
When she said this, with a somewhat commanding tone, and such a little commanding spirit, it was a little cute-Zhao Zijian smiled at her, and when she turned around and entered the inner room, she picked up the chopsticks.
Well, it's moderately salty and tastes good.
A woman who loves cooking and went out of her way to learn from a chef said that the most common home-cooked food is actually the most difficult to make a good meal - but now, she should be ...... Well, no, it's not born yet!
She is nineteen years younger than Zhao Zijian.
Alas......
There will always be countless variables in this world, and Zhao Zijian is not even sure if he will be able to see them again when he has the opportunity to do it again.
Because of some people, he is not even sure if he will be born in this world.
It is possible that her parents happened to be in a small accident that night and didn't do anything, so the child she was pregnant with when she ran errands the next day may not be her.
The possibilities are endless.
…………
After only a few bites of the first dish, Zhao Zijian put down his chopsticks.
Soon the second dish was served again, and Xie Yuqing smiled sweetly, "Go on! I'll finish frying it later, and I'll come back to listen to your opinion." ”
Zhao Zijian nodded with a smile and picked up his chopsticks.
With all the ingredients ready, just frying is very fast. That is, twenty or thirty minutes of work, a total of eight kinds of quick stir-frying, were served on the table.
Xie Yuqing didn't untie her apron, came over and sat down opposite Zhao Zijian, picked up a pair of convenient chopsticks, tasted them one by one, and asked, "How do you feel?"
Zhao Zijian took out two napkins from the napkin box on the table and helped her wipe her face.
Xie Yuqing's chopsticks hung in the air, and the whole person was motionless.
Actually, there is no sweat, mainly oil.
After wiping it up, Zhao Zijian took a closer look and said, "It's all oil smoke, and it can't be wiped clean." It's still pretty, though. ”
Xie Yuqing glanced at him, but she was smiling, and said, "I will definitely wash it with facial cleanser when I go back, and I will wash it off when the time comes." ”
Zhao Zijian sighed and said, "It's just a matter of cooking for me, I have to cook for others." ”
As he spoke, he shook his head.
Xie Yuqing smiled, "I know, you are the eldest master! When I help our family pay off the debt, I will only make it for you to eat." No, I'll open a restaurant for you when the time comes, invite a few chefs, and show you the restaurant. ”
Zhao Zijian smiled and was about to respond, but his face suddenly fell.
Xie Yuqing sat with his back to the door, he couldn't see it, he sat outward, but he happened to see that the two people had already walked to the door - the person at the head, Zhao Zijian still remembered him.
That night, his "Didi beating" had his first interview and wanted to open it, but it didn't work.
It was the time when you and I were nong, Xie Yuqing always paid attention to the expression on Zhao Zijian's face, his face changed, Xie Yuqing was subconsciously stunned, and then turned back to look at the door for the first time.
Then, at once, she stood up.
Zhu Guorong stood outside the door with disdain, and behind him stood his tall driver.
Seeing Xie Yuqing looking over, he kicked over Zhao Zijian's bicycle.
The bike fell, knocking into a table and almost tilting to the side, but the road cleared.
Two men strode into the store.
"Mr. Zhu, what are you doing here? We haven't started business yet!"
Zhu Guorong's eyes were tightly locked on Zhao Zijian, with disdain, he lit up a folder in his hand, and then looked at Xie Yuqing, handed over the folder, and said with a smile: "Open it and see, this is the person you chose!"
Xie Yuqing was stunned for a moment, didn't answer the folder, and said, "What do you mean!"
Zhu Guorong shook the folder, turned his head to look around at this small shop, and said with a smile: "This kid only rented such a place for you? You have to cook by yourself?" haha......
"Yuqing, do you know? This kid is cheating on your feelings! Is he telling you that he doesn't care about money at all? Does he say that his family is very rich? Hahaha! But I can tell you now, I have found out the bottom of this kid, this kid has no money at all! He doesn't have much money at home! He's just an ordinary high school student, and I even transferred the bank deposit, and his name is only 1.81 million together!"
After a pause, he asked, "How much did he give you to coax you into obedience?"
Xie Yuqing had a cold face and said calmly: "Two million, I took out two hundred thousand." ”
Zhao Zijian suddenly added, "The 10,000 yuan is in my mother's hands, it is the New Year's money I have had since I was a child." By the way, did you check the record a few days ago, I just recently had a sum of 600,000 yuan in my account, so I actually have more than 2.4 million yuan now, don't insult people!
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