"Boss, a bowl of tofu brain, ten meat buns. In a breakfast shop adjacent to the Blue Sky Community, Lin Chen, who was sweating profusely, shouted loudly while wiping his sweat.

Looking around, the small breakfast shop was full of customers, walked up to the white-collar looking young man, asked politely, and only after getting permission did he sit next to the other party. As soon as he sat down, he seemed to remember something, and added: "Uncle Cheng, you want salty tofu brains." ”

After living for more than 20 years, the tofu brain in Lin Chen's impression has always been salty and spicy, smooth, melts in the mouth, and is fragrant. After taking a turn in the sky, he opened up a new world and came into contact with sweet tofu brain for the first time.

To this day, he still remembers the feeling when he ate sweet tofu brain, smooth and sweet, and the taste that should be taken for granted in his memory was completely covered by the sweet smell and became a different kind of ...... Weird look.

To tell the truth, sweet tofu brain can't be said to be delicious, it has an exotic style, but it's not delicious, anyway, after eating sweet tofu brain, when Lin Chen goes to any breakfast restaurant to eat, he will deliberately add a sentence of 'salty tofu brain', so as not to evoke memories that he doesn't want to remember.

"Listening to the voice, I knew that Xiaolin was here, ten big buns a day, and the amount of food was really enviable. ”

Hearing Lin Chen's voice, an energetic old man wearing a yellow coat walked out of the back kitchen, holding a bowl of tofu brain and two baskets of steamed buns in his hand, and said as he walked.

Seeing the old man, Lin Chen hurriedly stood up and walked over to pick up the tofu brain: "Yo, Uncle Cheng, why do you have time to come to the store today?"

The old man is none other than the owner of this breakfast shop: Cheng Bo.

Lin Chen's encounter with Cheng Bo was accidental and inevitable.

Cheng Bo is nearly seventy years old, sleeps little, and exercises in the neighborhood every day. It just so happened that Lin Chen also had the habit of exercising in the morning, and he was familiar with it when he came and went. When he came to the store for breakfast after morning exercise, he met Uncle Cheng again, and after chatting, he learned that Uncle Cheng was the owner of the breakfast shop and had been in business for nearly 30 years.

Cheng Bo had a very deep influence on Lin Chen, a good-looking, polite, and well-eaten young man, and occasionally trained with him.

"Hey, I guessed that your kid was coming over today, so I was waiting for you in the store. Cheng Bo said with a smile.

When he said this, the white-collar young man opposite Lin Chen was dissatisfied, and said, "Uncle Cheng, you are really partial, they are all old customers, why didn't you wait for me on purpose." ”

It can be seen that Cheng Bo's popularity in the neighborhood is not low, and the young man seems to complain, but he has a trace of intimacy and respect.

Cheng Bo was not polite, and replied angrily: "You kid is a night owl, and the night is more energetic than the day, I can't wait for you." As he spoke, he glanced at the dining table, saw that the young man had eaten almost, and said directly: "What about you, after eating, go back to rest quickly, and you are not afraid of ruining your body if you work overtime all day." ”

The white-collar young man was not annoyed, rubbed his head, and said helplessly: "No way, there are many projects recently, and the tasks are heavy, as a boss, how can you do it without leading by example." ”

After speaking, he drank up the remaining porridge and stood up: "You talk, I'll go back first." ”

After settling the bill, the white-collar young man staggered out of the breakfast shop.

"It's not easy. Looking at the back of the white-collar youth, Cheng Bo sighed with emotion, then put the bun on the dining table and sat down: "Come, you eat it while it's hot and taste it." ”

"Cheng Bo's steamed buns, the taste must be a must. Lin Chen is not a compliment, Cheng Bo's buns have thin skin and thick filling, tender meat, plus special ingredients, bite the teeth and cheeks to leave a fragrant taste, and more importantly, the price is cheap.

A fist-sized bun costs only five cents, a bowl of tofu brain costs three yuan, and a fried dough stick costs a dollar, and the price is incredible. Why is the price so cheap? It's not that Cheng Bo is stupid, it's that he doesn't like this money at all.

Five years ago, when the housing prices in Yulan City were in the ascendant, Cheng Bo bought more than a dozen houses in the name of the younger son at the suggestion of his eldest son and with the support of his second son.

More than a dozen houses have used five million, and with the soaring housing prices, Cheng Bo's worth has also soared, and now, the original five million has increased more than six times, and he has a net worth of nearly 100 million, so he naturally can't look down on the small profits of the breakfast shop.

It is worth noting that, according to outside legends, Cheng Bo's eldest son is a small leader of the provincial department, the second son works in a bank, and the younger son starts a cultural company, which seems to be not small.

Of course, these are all gossips from the neighborhood, whether they are groundless or chasing after the wind, perhaps only the parties concerned know.

"Hehe, you kid just has a sweet mouth, eat first, and it will be cold after a while. "Cheng Bo does not have a trace of rich temperament, just like an ordinary old man who cares about his younger generations.

Lin Chen also did not regard Cheng Bo as a billionaire, and simply treated the other party as an older senior, not sycophant or afraid, which may be the real reason why the two can hit it off at first sight.

Without Cheng Bo's greeting, the hungry Lin Chen immediately picked up a big bun, killed one in two or three bites, and ate a spoonful of salted tofu brain in between, his face full of intoxication.

People take food as the sky, and there is nothing happier in the world than to eat and drink enough.

Five buns entered his stomach, and his hunger decreased by five layers, Lin Chen slowed down the speed of eating: "Uncle Cheng, don't you come a few?"

Cheng Bo waved his hand: "No, I'm not like you, I can't digest it if I eat too much, you can eat it yourself." ”

When people reach old age, their digestive system cannot be compared with that of young people, and if they want to maintain their health, they must eat small meals and eat more often, and they cannot increase the burden on internal organs. And Cheng Bo didn't come to eat, but had a little doubt.

"Xiaolin, I heard that you live in room 602 of a unit?" After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Bo still asked tentatively.

Lin Chen nodded casually: "Yes, I'm in room 602 of unit 1, if you are free, you can go up and sit down, anyway, I am often at home." ”

He is an online anchor who spends more time at home than out of town every day, and can be found at any time.

Facing the invitation, Cheng Bo shook his head: "Don't, ordinary people can't go up that layer." ”

"Huh?" Lin Chen was startled, why couldn't ordinary people on the sixth floor of a unit go up: "Uncle Cheng, could it be that there are some weird legends in our community?"

Suddenly, the six-layer bloody hand, screaming in the middle of the night, the strange behavior of the woman in white and the landlord and his wife came to his heart, he wouldn't really live in the murderous house, right?

"Smack......

Cheng Bo patted him and said angrily: "What do you think, our community is a civilized community, how can there be those messy things." Young man, you are more superstitious than an old man like me. ”

After being beaten, Lin Chen finally came back to his senses and shouted.

No, if there is a real mess in the community, the residents will not react at all.

"Obviously you deliberately scared me, since it's an ordinary floor, why can't ordinary people go to the sixth floor?" he retorted.

With it open, Cheng Bo seemed to be about to say something, but the figure that appeared at the door of the store made him stunned: "Director Shen, why are you here too?"

Turning his head, a slightly familiar figure appeared in front of Lin Chen.

The innocent face, clear eyes like water, refreshing ponytail, slender figure, and the small bell hanging around the neck all show that the other party is a strange girl who came out of the gym and met.

"Hey, I'm running into you again. Having already met twice, Lin Chen took the initiative to say hello to the girl.

Maybe it was nervous, maybe it was surprise, hearing Lin Chen's voice, the girl took a step back like a deer, and a hint of blush appeared on her fair face. Like last time, she wanted to turn away. It's just that the expectation in her heart made her take a step forward again, bit her teeth, and said softly: "Hello, I'm Shen Huairou." ”

This sentence may have exhausted all her courage, and she turned and ran away with a hint of shame.

"What's going on?" Lin Chen felt inexplicable, he scared the girl away?

Cheng Bo stood up, walked to Lin Chen's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion and blessing: "You kid, it is indeed a blessing." ”