Bi Jiamin has long known Chen Bonian, and has also heard some stories about his entrepreneurship, and he knows very well about eating breakfast in an early shop for decades.

Yesterday, when I heard Ou Meizhen say that Chen Bonian was one of the suppliers who had an ambiguous relationship with Zhang Yang, she remembered the information about him as soon as she recalled it in her mind.

Therefore, after she met with Liu Huairen this morning, she came directly to this morning shop to wait for him. Now the food sold by this shop is a kind of meat fire, and the soup provided is millet porridge.

Bi Jiamin asked for a fire and found a place to sit down facing the door. The camel's daughter-in-law, the legendary second sister-in-law of Chen, quickly brought her a bowl of millet porridge.

She ate the fire at a very slow pace, as if it were a delicacy in the world, and she wanted to taste it. Actually, it's not like that.

The reason why she eats so slowly is that it is natural for her to sit in her position and wait for others, because she has to delay time, so she can't finish eating quickly, and then occupy someone's seat after eating, which is really unpleasant, and she will feel embarrassed to sit there; The second is that this fire is really very unpalatable, at least among the foods she has ever eaten, it is one of the most unpalatable, because it is difficult to swallow, so it is eaten slowly. I believe that everyone has such an experience when facing unpalatable food again.

She didn't know Chen Bonian, so she couldn't help but look at every old man who came in, which naturally caused a panic among the old men, and she didn't understand why such a young and beautiful woman would notice her, could it be that she had a gray face when she went out today? There's no reason why you're handsome and attract the attention of little girls, right? They still have this kind of realization.

Bi Jiamin didn't care at all about their panic, she still calmly ate the fire in her hand at the speed of an ant gnawing bones, and continued to aim at the next old man who entered the door.

Not to mention, there are really a lot of old men here, which probably has something to do with the current point, you know, it's only half a little more than six and a half now, and the young people are still taking advantage of the cool temperature in the morning to sleep, only the old man and the old lady get up early because of the morning exercise.

Because she didn't know the specific time when Chen Bainian ate breakfast, Bi Jiamin's process of seeing the old man was a little slow, and it took about half an hour for her to wait for the target to appear, and the fire in her hand had been worn down by her teeth for more than half of it. Her hands holding the fire were numb.

At this time, a figure walked into the morning shop unhurriedly, and his steps were so calm, as if he was going back to his own home. The feeling he gave people made Bi Jiamin secretly say in his heart when he saw him for the first time, it must be him.

Sure enough, it's true.

"Brother Chen, are you here, is it still a fire, two eggs, and a bowl of porridge today?" The proprietress who has never spoken much and does not greet guests very much, the camel's daughter-in-law greeted her with a smile and asked in Mandarin with a slight southern accent.

"Well, just like yesterday." Chen Bonian didn't say anything else about this, and then found a place to sit down. But the eyes of the other guests were still focused on him, and they watched him sit down, and watched the camel's daughter-in-law come with millet porridge, and before putting the bowl down, they wiped the table with the rag on the crook of their arm, and then went back to get him the fire and eggs, and gave him a plate of pickles, and brought him a very small basket, and put it on the table, and then put away the bowls and baskets used by the other guests on the table, and went away to greet the next guest.

Everyone just looked at it and wanted to see the difference. But after looking at it for a while, I found that there didn't seem to be any difference? So, they withdrew their gaze and continued to eat their own fire, but some of them knew each other well, and they were already whispering something.

They all say that this Chen Bonian and this woman are good, why can't I see anything between them? Bi Jiamin was also very interested in that legend, and in the contact between the two just now, her eyes had not been wrong, and to be honest, she didn't see any difference. She couldn't help but wonder a little in her heart, shouldn't it, if they only need to say something, the eyes and demeanor between each other should naturally be a little revealed? But why didn't they either?

Bi Jiamin couldn't figure it out, so she had to stop thinking about it and continued to lower her head and pretend to eat.

At this time, another guest came, the proprietress may have avoided suspicion, did not return to silence again, but greeted the guest as just now, and the thing that the guest asked for was also a coincidence, the same as Chen Bonian.

The camel's daughter-in-law also brought it to him in front of him, and her movements, demeanor, and tone did not seem to be the slightest difference from just now.

However, Bi Jiamin saw a little bit of a problem.

First of all, that person's fire is not as big as Chen Bonian's, and looking at the quality of the baking, it seems that it is not as good as Chen Bonian's.

Secondly, that person's two eggs were not as big as Chen Bonian's, as if Chen Bonian's two eggs were deliberately picked out.

In the end, the dish of pickles, its weight, seems to be not as good as Chen Bonian's feet.

Also, she didn't wipe the table for him with the rag in the crook of her arm before putting the bowl down, even though he had some scraps of rice left over from the previous guest.

She hadn't immediately taken away the bowls used by the other guests in front of him for this guest. Bi Jiamin also noticed.

These flashed in her mind one by one, and she was thinking in her heart, are these considered evidence that the two of them have a leg? Maybe it is, but maybe it's not, because all this can also be explained as a kind of care for his old customers by the owner of an early shop.

The porridge is full, the fire is bigger, the eggs in a pot are picked out the big ones, and the hygiene on the table is better, so that their most loyal guests are not offended and leave, and there seems to be no special meaning in this.

But why does it have to be? A person who comes every day for 365 days a year, eats early all his life and never changes places, does he care if you take care of him in such subtleties or not? Will he stop coming because of that? It doesn't seem like so.

So why did she pay special attention to him?

Bi Jiamin believes that this is a deliberate one, and there is definitely a different meaning in it. Bi Jiamin felt that this matter was worth her attention and in-depth study. And, by doing so, you might be able to get what you want.

She threw the small piece of fire left in her hand into the small basket in front of her, drank the millet porridge that had already been cold in the bowl, stood up, paid the money for the meal to the woman who interested her, and then glanced at Chen Bainian, who was sitting in a corner of the room, gulping down the fire, and walked out of the small shop leisurely.

Out of the door, she got into her car, took out the phone, dialed out, waited for a while, after the other party answered, she said: "You help me track a person, an old man, is a boss of the Minjian Mall, yes, the name is Chen Bonian, pay attention, especially to find out the relationship between him and the old lady who sells breakfast at the door of their community, it is best to have a picture and the truth, you understand." ”

Hanging up the phone, Bi Jiamin saw through the car window that Chen Bonian had walked out of the morning shop, and the woman, I don't know if it was a coincidence, happened to pour a bucket of dishwashing water on the door when he walked out of the shop. (To be continued.) )