Chapter Twenty-Seven: Buns Are Delicious
The cold dishes and beer that Mo Yifan asked Sister-in-law Niu to prepare were obviously not prepared for Ji Yantong, who was sitting beside him with a big grin. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info did not prevent Ji Yantong from eating them all in the slightest. I didn't drink a sip of beer, so I didn't care about it.
Ji Yantong's mouth is not only constantly eating, but also constantly praising Sister-in-law Niu's delicious cooking. Seeing the happiness on Sister-in-law Niu's face, Mo Yifan could only echo it again and again.
He didn't understand, leaving the comfortable environment at home alone, why did Ji Yantong go to his own small shop and sit on a small bench with them.
What's more, it's okay for you to come once or twice, but you can't just show up every day for dinner at night. It's not appropriate for a rich lady to come here every day to eat white food. But Mo Yifan can't say this, without him, the money for opening the store is still from Ji Yantong.
Watching a black Audi follow Ji Yantong's Rambo away, Mo Yifan remembered what Ji Yantong said to him just now - "You think I want to come here to suffer your white eyelids." It's not that the old man doesn't know what is crazy, so he has to come here every day and go back after dinner. If it weren't for themβ" Ji Yantong pointed to the Audi, "I wouldn't want to come to you." But Sister-in-law's cooking is really good. β
It was already eleven o'clock at night, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road. The door of the express point is still open, and Brother Niu and his family are already resting on the second floor. Only Mo Yifan was holding a book, sitting on a small bench and watching. There was a bottle of beer on the small table in front of him, and a can had been opened. Mo Yifan had a mouthful, but he didn't take a sip. Suddenly put down the book, opened a can and placed it opposite himself.
The curtain on the door was opened from the outside, and a figure flashed in, "You have to drink like this, you won't be able to finish until tomorrow morning." β
"Knowing that you were coming, I asked Sister-in-law Niu to prepare a few cold dishes, but Miss Ji ate them all. Drink it alive. β
The visitor turned around and said something outside, sat opposite Mo Yifan, and poured a can of beer, "Mo Da, are you really a half-immortal?" How did you know I was coming? β
"Alas! The half-immortal didn't think so. I had to work as a veterinarian to treat all kinds of monkey emergencies. Mo Yifan looked at the car outside the door and said, "That's good." The boss is the boss, and they all have special cars. What brand? βγ
"Second-hand freelancers. It's just a matter of convenience. β
"Looks like you're doing well. In a few days, there were both cars, and there was also territory. β
Zhu Liudao poured another can, "It's just that there is no money." You don't know, that little protection money is really not enough for them. β
"So, you're here to be ashamed to ask?"
Zhu Liudao nodded. Mo Yifan took out a piece of paper and wrote three words on it, and put it in front of Zhu Liudao, "Choose one." β
Zhu Liudao looked left and right, pointed to the third word and said, "This is too lacking in morality, and the risk is also great." I don't want to do it. β
"The greater the risk, the greater the profit. Have you thought about it? β
"I don't want to cut off my grandchildren."
Mo Yifan looked at Zhu Liudao, crossed it out with a pen, and pointed to the second word.
Zhu Liudao closed his eyes, "This is Zhang Linxiao's business, and now it is basically left to Scar." I can't touch him right now. Suddenly, he glared at Mo Yifan again, "Kill him?" β
Mo Yifan shook his head and crossed out the second word with a pen, "Killing him is nothing more than making a wedding dress for someone." It's not your turn. That's all you can do. β
"Isn't this for me to be a ****? Don't do it. β
Mo Yifan took a sip of beer, "This is not dry, that is not done." I happen to have one less courier in my shop, are you interested? β
Zhu Liudao's face was dark, he drank sullen wine without saying a word, and his eyes stared at the only word left on the white paper. Mo Yifan still has a sip of beer, he can give Zhu Liudao ideas and design the route, but the choice must be decided by Zhu Liudao himself, after all, the road is for him to go, and the consequences are also borne by him. Although Mo Yifan wanted to use his tongue to persuade Zhu Liudao, when the words came to his mouth, he gritted his teeth and swallowed them into his stomach.
After two more cans of beer, Zhu Liudao spoke, "What should I do?" β
Mo Yifan picked up the pen again and wrote five words on the paper: "Star and Stripe National Trade Union".
"What do you mean?"
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others." Mo Yifan picked up a cigarette, saw the sign on the wall prohibiting smoking, and put it back in his pocket, and Mo Yifan was smoking alone in the entire express delivery point, he had to suspect that Sister-in-law Niu's rule was aimed at himself. And it was implemented thoroughly, and Mo Yifan had already paid a price of 1,000 yuan for this provision.
"Provide professional service to customers and make them satisfied. Alas! Do you know who your customers are? β
"Yes, two categories." Zhu Liudao's face finally had a hint of a smile, "Mo Da, hearing you say this, I feel like I'm starting a company." β
"What's the difference? It's just a little more fighting, killing, killing. β
"Fight when it's time to fight, talk when it's time to talk. Right? β
"Apprentice, you have already left the school. It's time to go down. β
Zhu Liudao's subordinates just walked in with a plate of skewers, and when Zhu Liudao heard Mo Yifan's last words, he stood up and looked at Mo Yifan and said, "The old man has a weak mouth, so he can't eat this." We take it back and eat it ourselves. With that, he kicked Little Yellow Fur in the ass and walked out of the door. I don't know if Mo Yifan's sentence "Next time, find a good place to invite your brother", did Zhu Liudao hear it.
The car at the door drove away, and Mo Yifan couldn't help frowning when he looked at the remaining beer on the table. That yellow hair, you are really not an ordinary obedient, Zhu Liudao asked you to take it back, and you didn't leave me some at all?
In summer, Mo Yifan's favorite time should be early in the morning. I know that I haven't woken up yet, and the sound of birds adds a bit of spice to the not too hot air. Mo Yifan, who rarely got up early in the morning, was carrying a bag of buns, standing at the door of his store, looking at the person at the door stupidly.
This is a homeless man, looking into the courier point. Mo Yifan had no way to define him as a beggar, only one reason was that he had sound limbs, and he was still very young, not low, just very thin. He didn't have the outfit or outfit of a professional beggar, but he was a beggar.
Because he was already smelling the fragrance of the buns, he turned around and stared at the buns in Mo Yifan's hand. "Brother Sharp" is Mo Yifan's evaluation of him in his heart, with a thin face and messy long hair, he really has a bit of Brother Sharp's demeanor.
Mo Yifan didn't know whether to enter the house or run away. The "Brother Sharp" had already stretched out his dirty hands in front of Mo Yifan, and Mo Yifan hung a bag of buns on the arm of "Brother Sharp" with some idiocy. Brother Sharp didn't say a word of "thank you", turned around and ran into the distance.
Mo Yifan watched the figure disappear idiotically, stuffed the bun into his mouth, scratched his head, and turned around and walked towards the bun shop just now.
Sister-in-law Niu nagged in Mo Yifan's ear for a long time, and asked Mo Yifan to thank Chang Xiaomin and thank her for bringing the big customer of Nanling Building to the express point. After talking to Zhu Liudao yesterday, I finally have this mood today. called Chang Xiaomin several times in a row, but no one answered. When Ji Yantong came to the store to eat and drink, she didn't see Chang Xiaomin call back, and inadvertently asked Ji Yantong. only to know that Chang Xiaomin took sick leave and rested at home.
Thinking of Chang Xiaomin's care for himself when he was hospitalized, Mo Yifan blamed himself very much and felt that he was too uninteresting. I decided to buy some things the next day to visit Chang Xiaomin.
Early in the morning, before Mo Yifan went out, he heard Sister-in-law Niu's loud voice outside the door, "Go away!" Go elsewhere and ask for food. There is nothing to eat here. β
Mo Yifan, who hurriedly walked out of the door, saw Sister-in-law Niu waving a broom to drive away yesterday's "Brother Sharp", "Brother Sharp" flexibly dodged Sister-in-law Niu's broom and circled in the open space at the door. Seeing Mo Yifan come out, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Mo Yifan and saying, "The buns are delicious!" β
Mo Yifan stopped Sister-in-law Niu's drive. Sister-in-law Niu was indignant: "This kind of person should starve to death, he has hands and feet and doesn't know how to work to support himself." Lazy and gluttonous! β
"The buns are delicious." "Brother Sharp", who didn't have to dodge the broom of his sister-in-law, stood in front of Mo Yifan and kept repeating this sentence.
"Hungry again? Craving steamed buns? β
"Brother Sharp" didn't answer, still muttering: "The buns are delicious." β
Mo Yifan sighed, it seemed that his brain was not very good, "Come with me, I'll buy you buns to eat." β
Mo Yifan turned around and walked a few steps, and saw "Brother Sharp" following him, so he walked towards the bun shop. In the praise of the boss "Mr. Mo is really a good person", Mo Yifan not only bought steamed buns, but also bought a cup of soy milk for "Brother Sharp". As soon as he put it in his hand, he turned and ran in the same direction as yesterday. This made Mo Yifan wonder very much: why does he still have a family to support?
Paid, unhurried. It wasn't until a few corners that "Brother Sharp" stopped. A puppy barked happily at him, wagging its tail incessantly. The little earth dog was only the size of a small bench, dirty, and it was easy to tell that it was a small white earth dog.
"Brother Sharp" put the bag containing the bun on the ground, sat down against the wall, held the little earth dog in his arms, grabbed a bun, handed it to the puppy, the dog took it in its mouth, spit on the leg of "Brother Sharp", and tasted his breakfast one bite at a time. Every time I take a bite, I look up and call "Brother Sharp". It's like saying, "The buns are delicious." β
"Brother Sharp" saw the puppy eating happily, grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. The two brothers are like this, one dog and one person, and they will finish dividing the buns after a while.
Mo Yifan looked at one person and one dog stupidly like that, feeling that this was not a person and a dog, but a hard-working father and a carefree child. Wait until "Brother Sharp" drinks most of the cup of soy milk, and then pour the rest on the lid and put it in front of the puppy. Hurriedly took out a cigarette and handed it to "Brother Sharp", "Brother Sharp" looked up at Mo Yifan, did not answer the cigarette, and only said - "The buns are delicious." β
Mo Yifan put the cigarette in his mouth, and then he thought that he was a little enchanted. said to "Brother Sharp", "Goodbye! Then he turned and left.
Mo Yifan, who was a little distracted, walked for a long time, and felt the barking of a dog behind him. Looking back, "Brother Sharp" was following him with a puppy in his arms.