Flavor?

I returned to the door and took a deep breath, and I didn't smell anything but the faint musty smell of the old house.

Tang Muzhou on the side closed his mind, as if he was carefully discerning the smell he smelled.

I touched him lightly:

"What do you smell? I don't think there's any smell, do you? ”

He put a finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture at me. Then he put his ear to the door and listened carefully.

After that, he took my hand and left.

It wasn't until I got downstairs that Tang Muzhou asked me: "Tang Xiaofan, do you know this tenant named Wang Daqiang?" ”

Seeing that I shook his head, he thought about it for a moment and asked me where I had met.

I said, "This man came to me on his own." ”

"Came to the door yourself?"

"Yes."

So, I talked about the experience of knowing Wang Daqiang:

It was several years ago, and since my grandmother was picked up by Tang Wuzhou, I moved to live in the shop with my dad. It was also a waste to have an empty house, so my dad wrote a rental advertisement on the street.

The house was soon rented by a young couple.

But after a few months of renting, they quarreled and divorced, saying that they were going to move out.

My dad was quite angry.

The contract was signed for a long-term lease, and my dad trusted the other party too much, regardless of the cheap price, and even confiscated the deposit. The couple moved out after the divorce, and my dad didn't plan to rent it out again.

But within a few days, Wang Daqiang came to the door.

What he was holding in his hand was a rental notice that my dad had put up a few months ago.

My dad looked at people by feeling, when he looked at Wang Daqiang, his inch head made him look lean, and there was a scar on the corner of his mouth, which felt worse than that couple.

So, he didn't plan to rent.

But Wang Daqiang seemed to be iron-hearted, and he circled around my dad for several days, staying at our noodle shop and not leaving, he said to my dad:

"Your house, I just like it, it's so suitable for me, give it to me, I'll admit it if it's more expensive!"

My dad didn't understand at the time, whether this Wang Daqiang was blinded by lard or his brain was short-circuited.

I couldn't help but grind and grind, and my dad finally agreed.

Originally, I thought that this person would leave after a short lease for three or five months, but the result was really unexpected by my dad and me.

This Wang Daqiang has really stayed for a long time.

The rent is also paid on time, although I like to come to our stall to mix noodles to eat, but I have never defaulted on the rent.

Once, my dad said to me: "Tang Xiaofan, you still can't look good." ”

Hearing my words, Tang Muzhou actually sneered: "Tang Xiaofan, my uncle seems quite naïve." ”

I looked at him too much, "What do you mean?" ”

He said: "People can't look good, this is the cognition of primary school students, as they grow older, people will gradually realize that people can't look good, in fact, it is not reliable, on the contrary, it is more reasonable." ”

Hearing this, I said, "Then you mean, Wang Daqiang, is a bad person." ”

Tang Muzhou just glanced at me, the corners of his mouth moved meaningfully a few times, and then he didn't say anything more.

On the way, I asked several times what the smell in that room was, but Tang Muzhou never spoke. Seeing that his expression was quite serious, I felt that there must be a lot of problems inside.

The more he remained silent, the more I wanted to know the answer.

When I returned to the chicken noodle shop, it was five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

Liang Yuan took good care of the business, and there were a few customers in twos and threes, and he told the other party that we had already taken down the Hailan Club, and the store would be bigger, and the number of business projects would increase.

A girl in her twenties was very happy to hear this.

She said: "It's okay now, I've long wanted to eat your red-billed snails and braised crayfish, and when it opens over there, these two dishes should also be available, right?" ”

Liang Yuan nodded: "Not only those two dishes, but also a lot of delicious delicacies that you haven't heard of." ”

"Really?"

"Of course, I graduated from a chef school, and I was hired by a five-star hotel for a high salary, and I didn't go, I just wanted to take root in the masses and serve the people well......"

This nonsense, Tang Muzhou and I can't listen to it anymore.

Hurriedly stepped forward, I beckoned the girl to eat something, but I heard an uncle at the other table suddenly say to me: "Xiaofan, did you really plate the Hailan Club?" ”

Looking back, I looked at the uncle.

He looked familiar, as if we had met many years ago, but I can't remember who he was or what he called me.

The uncle also looked at me and seemed a little anxious.

Seeing that I didn't seem to know him, he said to me: "Tang Xiaofan, it's been too long, it's normal not to remember me, you were only a few years old at that time." I cooked you a fried poached egg at this shop at the time, and you ate it deliciously. ”

Hearing him say this, I suddenly remembered.

This old man is the former owner of this shop.

His surname is Ho.

Before my father, this shop was a simple noodle seller, and Uncle He opened it here for several years, and it is said that he didn't want to do it, so he transferred it to my father.

At that time, my dad brought me to talk to him about the price, and Uncle Ho saw that I was a child and took the initiative to fry me an egg to eat.

I still remember the taste, the sweetheart, one bite down, the mouth is full of oil.

After remembering, I called Uncle He and told Liang Yuan that he put a double whistle in his noodles.

Sitting down to talk to Uncle Ho, his face was very solemn.

"Tang Xiaofan, that Hailan Club, did you really take it down?"

Seeing me nodding, Uncle He was a little uneasy.

The noodles came up, and he didn't eat a bite, staring at the red oily noodles, he looked up and asked me, "How much did you spend?" ”

"One hundred and twenty thousand."

"One hundred and twenty thousand." He Bo repeated, I saw his brows tightened, and after a pause for a few minutes, he said: "120,000, if you let him return, it is estimated that he will lose some, but this is better than ......"

At this point, he paused again.

I bowed to Uncle Ho: "What? ”

He looked left and right, and suddenly smiled at me: "It's nothing, Tang Xiaofan, opening a store is not as easy as you think, you think about it, I'm just ...... A little advice for you. ”

After saying this, he pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick basket and began to stir the noodles in front of him.

A fresh smell hit the tip of my nose.

I ate less at noon, and I was hungry at this time.

He ate in a big gulp and stopped talking to me. Tang Muzhou patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "Tang Xiaofan, go and see what needs to be added to the store where the new plate is down." ”

I let out an oh and followed him out.

Before leaving, I glanced back at Uncle He, who was staring at me, holding the chopsticks in his hand, hanging in mid-air......