On the way back, it was Zhou Ze who drove, and the old road is not suitable for driving now.

"Boss, is that woman really your debt in your last life?"

"What do you hear?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Well, don't worry, boss, I'll keep it a secret for you!" Lao Dao immediately patted his thin chest.

"Dead people are the best at keeping secrets."

"............" old way.

"Squeak............"

The car braked sharply and stopped.

The old man was shocked,

Groove,

Do you really want to kill people?

Zhou Ze habitually reached out to touch the cigarette, but found that he had run out of cigarettes, looked at Lao Dao, and wanted to ask him for cigarettes, but found that Lao Dao was holding his own knees with both hands, trembling there.

Really scared?

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted Lao Dao on the shoulder,

"Hey."

"Ahh

Lao Dao shouted and looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze is a little funny, is his usual image so bad, can he really make Lao Dao feel that he will kill people?

"Take a cigarette."

"Oh, good."

Lao Dao immediately took out the cigarette, handed it to Zhou Ze, and then personally helped Zhou Ze light the fire, cautiously like an ancient maid, but this maid is too old.

"Boss, what do you want to do when you park?"

"Stop pretending, isn't acting fun?"

"Forehead ............"

Lao Dao rolled his eyes in his heart, is it easy to serve you, this unrighteous B!

The old way sometimes can't understand himself, a good and chic life, but, why do you always have to deal with the ghost boss, but think about it and be relieved, maybe this is life,

maybe

That's a man.

How boring is life when you're not full and looking for some excitement and challenges?

Moreover, this kind of life is out of reach of the previous self, and the vast majority of ordinary people can't reach it.

"Boss, stop and do what?" Lao Dao asked.

"Have breakfast."

After Zhou Ze finished speaking, he pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

Breakfast?

Boss, did you bring any juice? I didn't bring it.

There is a row of breakfast stalls in front, some stall pancakes, some noodles, and some sell bun fritters, this is a traffic intersection, there are a lot of vehicles coming and going, and many people drive here to stop and eat something.

Zhou Ze walked in front of a vendor selling broth, and the stall owner was a middle-aged man.

"Two bowls of beef broth." Zhou Ze said.

"Okay, can you put spicy seeds?"

"Put."

"Okay."

The stall owner first took out two bowls, put chopped green onions, coriander and some beef in turn;

After that, he poured a spoonful of soup from the soup pot that had been burning on the coal stove and poured it in, then poured the soup in the bowl back again, then put various condiments in the bowl, and finally filled it with soup, and helped Zhou Ze put the two bowls on the small table on one side.

Zhou Ze took the chili pepper and put more in his bowl, asked for two more cakes, and sat down.

Lao Dao also came at this time, he sat next to Zhou Ze, rubbed his hands, a little restrained, and a little flattered, damn, the boss was treated for the first time!

This iron rooster is actually in for a treat!

Should I cry to set the mood?

Lao Dao kept doing mental activities of making death, and then saw Zhou Ze next to him slowly and methodically tearing the dough into pieces and putting them into the soup bowl to soak.

Lao Dao also has a kind of learning, Lao Dao has been to more places in his life, of course he will not be unfamiliar with this kind of breakfast food, and the tone of the boss greeting guests can be heard at once that he is from Henan.

And many Henan people's mornings actually start with a bowl of soup.

However, Lao Dao didn't drink or move, just looked at Zhou Ze silently.

Zhou Ze was a little uncomfortable by him, and said, "What's the matter, can't you get used to eating?" ”

"No, no, no, you are used to eating."

The old way coped with it, perfunctory.

This soup,

There's definitely a problem!

Suddenly stopped, it was very problematic to come down for breakfast, and actually tore the dough in a serious manner, making it so formal.

Lao Dao turned his head sideways and looked at the boss a few more times,

Is this boss a ghost?

Then this soup is definitely not clean!

Lao Dao felt that he had seen through everything, MMP, and the boss was bad again, as if he had told me to go first in the dormitory building before, and then he watched from the side, watching the dormitory building bend down.

This time I'm definitely there again!

Wait for me to drink this soup and then make a foreign appearance!

"It's a little hot, I'll wait to drink." Lao Dao explained.

Zhou Ze nodded and continued to tear the bread in his hand.

Lao Dao was actually a little hungry, he glanced at the boss a few more times, got up, and said, "Boss, this is not enough, I'll go to the opposite side to buy two steamed buns and come back." ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao ran to the other side of the road to buy a few white-flour steamed buns, sat down again, picked up a steamed bun and nibbled it directly, eating it very deliciously.

Damn it

What you buy is assured that you can eat it, and it is fragrant!

and the big girl who sells steamed buns, the steamed buns on her chest are also so big.

Lao Dao ate and ate, and handed out another steamed bun to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took the steamed bun and put it next to the soup bowl, and then looked at the old man's eyes, as if he was smiling.

Hey

Why are you looking at me like that?

Lao Dao began to mumble again in his heart,

No way

I don't jump into the trap you set, don't drink this soup, you don't feel well?

How can you do that!

Should I drink a little bit of it?

Lao Dao thought while chewing on steamed buns, he is really a companion like a tiger, and none of these ghost bosses are easy to mess with.

It's just that the bowl of soup in front of me looks fragrant, the ghost knows what is inside, if it is a centipede barbecue or a roasted mouse or something, it's not that it can't be eaten, but I don't know what it is, this unknown fear is really terrifying.

"Boss, eat, this steamed bun is really delicious." Lao Dao snorted haha.

Zhou Ze picked up the steamed buns that had just been placed on the table and said, "The table is not clean, and the steamed buns are dirty." ”

"Then I'll eat this, I'm not particular about it, don't waste it."

Lao Dao took the steamed bun from Zhou Ze's hand and gnawed it again, anyway, he didn't plan to drink this broth!

It's a big deal to find an excuse again, saying that I am full of steamed buns and can't drink them.

Zhou Ze looked at Lao Dao and shook his head.

hey

Disappointed, right?

Didn't succeed?

I'm smart, right?

Are you helpless?

The old man is happy in his heart.

Then, Lao Dao saw Zhou Ze lower his head, picked up the soup bowl, took a sip of soup, and then took chopsticks, took out a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth to chew.

It can be seen that even if a lot of chili peppers are put in and the taste is very strong, Zhou Ze is still very difficult to eat, and it is very painful to swallow, which is in line with Zhou Ze's consistent eating pattern.

It's just that Lao Dao was a little surprised that the boss actually drank soup?

Could it be that I am thinking too much?

Is this soup okay?

Lao Dao didn't think that Zhou Ze would sacrifice himself in order to lead him to the course.

Is it that I'm all soldiers?

Lao Dao watched Zhou Ze continue to drink soup and eat bread in great pain, and finally confirmed that this soup was fine, he added drama to himself!

At that moment, Lao Dao immediately lowered his head and took a sip of soup,

Well, it's authentic, it tastes great, and it's beautiful.

Damn, I almost choked on a steamed bun just now.

Even in the cities of Henan, it is not easy to find an authentic soup restaurant, especially the one who drinks the authentic taste on the roadside in Tongcheng, which is more worth cherishing.

On the soup, Lao Dao finished eating the steamed buns and pastries, and added soup once halfway.

Zhou Ze ate a third of it, couldn't eat anymore, put down his chopsticks, and sat next to him.

Lao Dao patted his belly after eating, and felt a little unsatisfied, didn't he eat enough?

When thinking about whether to have another bowl, Zhou Ze made a gesture and took his wallet,

Lao Dao understood that he would immediately get up and settle the account, and he still had a little bit of eyesight.

Standing up, Lao Dao took the car keys from the table first, and said, "Boss, go back and I'll drive, you're tired too." ”

Zhou Ze shook his head, "It's not easy for you, I'll come." ”

The boss has changed,

It's really changed!

Not only did he invite his subordinates to eat breakfast and drink soup, but he also knew how to be considerate of his subordinates!

When Lao Dao hesitated to wipe some tears and push the atmosphere up a little more, Zhou Ze walked to the side of the road, Lao Dao naturally followed, and then, Lao Dao saw Zhou Ze stop in front of the stall where he had just bought steamed buns.

Hey

I'll just say that the proprietress of this stall has a big steamed bun, boss, you are a fake serious, and Yingying's is not small, don't you want to see it at any time?

Oh man,

House flowers never have the scent of wildflowers.

Lao Dao was frantically mentally active next to him, and he felt that it seemed that after having been in contact with the person in his previous life, the boss seemed to have changed and become down-to-earth.

"Boss, what kind of stuffed steamed buns do you want? Or is it white-faced? The hostess asked enthusiastically.

Zhou Ze shook his head and stretched out his finger to point at the proprietress .

, beast, let's see, you're still flirting, do you want to buy the boss's steamed buns?

Lao Dao watched excitedly at the boss flirting with his sister next to him,

Hey, didn't I hear that the boss Shi didn't get up?

"Boss, what do you want?" The hostess asked.

"You, come with me, go where you need to go." Zhou Ze said.

Lao Dao was stunned,

wipe

Lao Dao had an ominous premonition in his heart!

No way?

No way?

Not really, right?

Impossible, right?

The proprietress pursed her lips, her voice suddenly became a little lower, and said, "I died early, and my mother-in-law pulled the children alone, worked two shifts a day, and came out to sell breakfast, it was too hard."

That's why I thought about it, possessing her in the morning and letting her rest for a while. ”

The voice is still a woman's, but it is obviously replaced by another person's tone, which should be that of the husband.

"Everyone is pitiful, don't sell your pity, you are possessed by your wife, which is very damaging to your wife's longevity."

As he spoke, Zhou Ze opened the steaming drawer, took out a steamed bun from it, and gently pinched his thumb nails into it.

"Besides, selling this kind of steamed bun to cheat the money in the yang world, even if you give your children teaching fees, aren't you afraid of damaging their yin virtue?"

The steamed bun in Zhou Ze's hand slowly began to change,

It turned into a papier-mâché steamed bun-like thing, and the filling inside was actually a messy mess, and it was all blackened.

The old way on one side directly vomited:

"Gross!"