Biao Zi thought about it, calculated it in his heart, and said: "Give it four hundred and five, that Kun car is almost eighty percent new, German diamonds, you have to buy a new one thousand." If you aggravate it, you can give me a book. I won't earn you what Teruko brings. ”

This price is very affordable, 90 years, a new permanent 28 plus important more than 300, the German small frame Kun car is more expensive, can thousands of Xiaowei is not clear, but 800 yuan is indispensable, although here are second-hand cars, but the tires are newly replaced, this price is estimated that Biaozi really did not earn anything, of course, this earning does not refer to his usual business.

Xiaowei felt a little pain in his heart, but he still happily took out the money to pay, and watched Biaozi take the money and put it in his pocket. Biaozi smiled and said, "What kind of eyes do you have?

Xiaowei smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm really reluctant, and it's the first time I've spent this." ”

Biaozi also smiled and said, "Indeed." You are considered rich, and generally if you buy a car that is not in good condition, you have to grind with me for half a day for 100 yuan. No one prints money, and a few hundred yuan is not distressing. Okay, let's ride away, and push it over if there's something. ”

Xiaowei thought for a while and said, "I'll get the Kun car back first, and I'll ride it in a while." Can we just put it downstairs?

Biao Zi scratched his head and said, "It's okay." Just lock it up. I know all the cars, and no one gets you. Don't be afraid if you lose it, I'll help you find it. He pointed to the bottom of the seat, where there was a steel letter, and he couldn't really see it if he didn't look carefully.

Xiaowei nodded, reached out and picked up the pink Xiaokun car, this German car is an aluminum frame, quite lightweight, unlike the iron frame of the water in China at this time, dead and heavy.

Rode the Kun car back downstairs and locked it, went back to Biaozi's shop and pushed the weight out, patted the car seat, looked up and down, and asked Biaozi: "How about going to the Cultural Palace?"

Biao Zi pointed to the north and said, "Go out and walk to Wuma Road, turn right and keep walking, there is a big sign over there, easy to find." It's a bit messy, don't go around, it's best not to go north, and then you'll be in front of the station. ”

Xiaowei nodded in agreement, got into the car and walked in the direction Biaozi said, he wanted to go to the Cultural Palace to sign up for the chef class.

The first time he rode to the road in Mukden, Xiaowei was very nervous.

It's not like a county town, you can ride around the flowers, anyway, there is no car, and there are few people. The road here is full of traffic, and the pedestrians are continuous, Xiaowei stuck on the side of the road and carefully pedaled forward, sweating before he went far.

More than ten minutes, I finally saw an old building like a castle from a distance, which was at the intersection of three forks, facing the street on all sides, which was very obvious in a high-rise building, and there were big red characters on the upper and side of the building: Fengtian City Cultural Palace.

Looking at pedestrians and cars back and forth, Xiaowei rode his legs, went around for most of the circle to find the main entrance, got down, locked the car, and paid a dime to the old man who watched the car. This area is full of bicycles, and from here to the road in front of the Cultural Palace, there are no less than a thousand bicycles parked in the three empty dams, densely packed.

The entrance to the Palace of Culture is encased in a ring of wooden-framed glass doors, locked from the front, and must be entered from the side. This is also the standard gate style of state-owned units in this period, walking on the side is to protect against the cold in winter, but in summer it is generally locked like this, too lazy to toss, and the curtain is hung up when it is cold.

The inside of the building is pitch black, one side is against the wall is the stairs, the three sides are all rooms, except for the door, there is no light on all sides, and there is a fluorescent lamp overhead, which illuminates the green and dark in the building.

There was a communication room under the stairs, and Xiao Wei walked over, and an old man sat inside.

Xiaowei knocked lightly on the window and asked, "Uncle, where is the chef class?"

The old man shook the newspaper in his hand, turned his head to look at Xiao Wei from his reading glasses and said, "The second floor, the largest one." ”

Xiao Wei thanked him, went up the cement staircase to the second floor, and was greeted by two open wooden doors, which were bright inside, and walked in.

The room is arranged like a large classroom, with a lectern, a lectern, a blackboard, and rows of desks underneath.

Four people sat behind the first row of tables, and there were five or six people standing in front of the table, three of them were about the same age as Xiaowei, and the rest were all middle-aged people, talking to a few people sitting behind the table.

Xiaowei walked over and asked, "Is the chef class here?"

The tall and thin girl sitting on the edge behind the table glanced up at Xiao Wei and said, "Yes, the chef class, sign up?"

Xiaowei walked over and said, "Come and see, just report it." ”

The girl smiled, raised her hand to put her hair behind her ear, and said, "What do you mean? The first floor is our own hotel, where can you find this condition while studying. ”

Xiaowei picked up a brief on the table and said, "How long does it take to study?

The girl said: "Three and a half months, learn from scratch." The head chef of our restaurant is Liu Jingxian's apprentice, and Mr. Liu will also come to class, as well as Mr. Liu's father, who is a national master and the chef of the Spoon Garden Hotel, can also come. There are also Mr. Liu's brothers, apprentices or something, let me tell you this, among all the chef classes in Fengtian, our teacher here is the most awesome. After we finish, we have a restaurant downstairs, as well as Spoon Garden, Lu Mingchun, Nine Song City, these big hotels can go to internship and work, what do you want?"

Xiao Wei was stunned for a moment and said, "Can you go to Nine Song City?"

The girl nodded and said, "Surely, the head chef of Nine Song City is our teacher Liu's junior brother, that's a matter of words." Let me tell you, our boss has an old relationship with Mr. Liu Jingxian, Mr. Liu is a master in the chef industry, understand? He doesn't say a word about Fengtian, most of China's chefs have to give face, and his father is one of the few masters in our country, come on, where to find this good thing. ”

Xiaowei took the profile and looked at the registration conditions at the back, and said: "How can there be such a good thing as being accurate." ”

The girl said: "That's for sure, you have to be about the same yourself, when you can't even fry celery and want you to go to Gaha, am I right? ”

Xiaowei smiled and asked, "How much does it cost to sign up?"

The girl gave him a blank look and said, "I can't look at it for a long time?" One thousand sixteen, the accommodation fee is three hundred, and I don't care about eating, so it doesn't say it, did you mean it?" ”

Xiaowei scratched his head and said, "Can't you get a discount? It's too expensive, you can buy a color TV." ”

The girl lowered her head and flipped through the table, took out a table, took a pen and said, "Fill out the form and pay the money." There's a lot of nonsense, tell you that I have a match, don't beat my mind. ”

Xiaowei took the pen and picked up the watch and said, "I also have an object, you are too thin, you can't work at a glance, I still don't do it." ”

Several people on the side all laughed, and the girl gritted her teeth and reached out to beat Xiaowei's arm.