The second floor of the hot pot restaurant is divided into large or small private rooms, and the three old men sit in the innermost one, quiet, not noisy, and the room that could originally seat six people for the three old men to sit in, the space is spacious enough. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's just find a table for four people downstairs and sit down, don't delay business." Zha Dajun said.

"Old smoker, don't talk anymore today, why don't I like to listen to it so much, this is all the eldest nephew's heart, the boss is not distressed, what are you talking about." Izumo muttered.

"Old smoker, I'm on Izumo's side today, you're not atmospheric today." Hu 18 smiled and sat next to Izumo.

"Yes, I'll toast you in a while, don't you accompany you, we are all guests today, listen to the boss." Cha Dajun looked at Charlo who was standing aside and smiled.

"Today, you just have to eat, I will order all the dishes for you, I will go down to get busy first, and I will come back to toast you later." Charlo smiled and turned to go downstairs.

After seven o'clock, the hot pot restaurant was already full, and the people queuing up at the door were holding the number, looking at the guests who were unhurried, drinking and chatting with smiling faces, and eager to add a seat to share a table.

The noise in the air was like adding red peppers, enthusiastic, hot, and the ears of the piercing people were buzzing, but everyone was shouting louder to add some heat to this plate of peppers.

The innermost box is much quieter than downstairs, and the three old men can chat clearly without muttering.

"This lamb is so fresh!"

"This salmon is good!"

"This sauce is really spicy enough, ha, ha......"

"I'll take a case of cold beer later, it's too spicy, whew...... It's so cool......"

The three old men were sweating all over their faces, chewing in their mouths, their eyes were already on the next dish, and the three pairs of chopsticks were about to fight in mid-air.

Where does this look like an old man, the young man can't compare to this combat power.

"How? Uncle, this dish is okay. Charlo came over with a drink and asked with a smile when he saw the empty plates on the table.

Izumo swallowed the squid whiskers in his mouth and gave a thumbs up, "I feel like I'm back when I was young." ”

"Hahaha." Charlo laughed heartily and raised his glass, "I still have to drive at night, I bring a drink, toast my dad and uncles." ”

"Okay."

The three old men raised their glasses and dried.

Hu Shibai finished his beer, patted his belly, leaned on his seat, and couldn't eat.

Cha Dajun was almost over, put down his chopsticks, and rested.

Izumo, who can't eat the most spicy food, is still fighting, but the movement is no longer as fast as when the table first opened, like slowing down the motion, slowly fiddling with the dishes in the pot with chopsticks, slowly picking up a ball of fat beef, rolling in the sauce bowl for a long time, and then stuffing it into his mouth, chewing without hurry.

"What's the next dish for you?" Charlo said politely.

"No need." Hu Shibai didn't have the strength to shake his head.

Cha Dajun waved his hand.

Izumo stared at Charlo for a long time, burping, "That's enough." ”

Hu Shibai moved to the side in disgust, "I really didn't find you so able to eat, let alone know me." ”

"Hahaha, it means that my food is delicious." Charlo smiled, "Your love of food is the greatest support for me, you will rest, I will go down and explain, and I will send you back later." ”

"You're busy with yours, leave us alone." Cha Dajun was reluctant to give up his son.

"It's okay, the peak period has passed, just leave the rest to the foreman." Charlo made a gesture and left.

It was already dark, the lights were on, and the three old men had lost the strength to walk, and they sat down in the car with satisfaction.

"My eldest nephew's hot pot is the best I've ever tasted." Izumo lay in the car and did not forget to praise a few words.

"I would have been here if I had known, what was that thing I used to eat with you?" Hu 18 said diagonally.

"Thank you, uncle, for the compliment, I will come often in the future." Charlo couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the two old men eating.

When the three old men returned to the room, they collapsed on the bed, their stomachs were so high that they didn't want to move.

Charlo took his leave and went back to his room.

After Charlo left, Cha Dajun sat up and looked at the closed door, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

Belch......

Cha Dajun sat motionless for a long time, let out a long full burp, lay down with his head upside down, pondering for so long, maybe he just wanted to burp.

When the nightlife in Bao County was coming to an end, a black sedan stopped at the entrance of Lao Cai Park, with no driving lights and no license plate.

A fat man nimbly ran out of the darkness and got into the car, and the sedan released the brakes and ran away.

At four or five o'clock in the summer, the sky has already dawned, and the people who came out for morning exercise have appeared in the streets and alleys, and at six o'clock, when Zha Renzhong and Zha Feng yawned and met at the intersection, many people in front of them were panting, wearing headphones, and running through in sweat.

"So hard." Wu Daqing said in astonishment.

Zha Feng touched his stomach, "I haven't run for a long time." ”

"Me too, it's been a long time since I've done my homework." Gao Wenwu threw his foot on his head and leaned against the wall to swing a horse, which was more than two meters high.

"Good kung fu." Wang Zhihui praised.

Gao Wenwu retracted his legs, came to his waist a few times, and exhaled comfortably, he didn't expect such a high softness to be really good.

Zha Renzhong swallowed his saliva, looked at Hu Lanlan and smiled, he didn't have any talent to show.

A group of people found a noodle restaurant, sat at two tables, ate noodles neatly, and walked towards Laojie Park with a shake.

"The pace of life here is similar to that of Sichuan, leisurely and relaxed." Zha Renzhong looked at the breakfast shop full of acquaintances greeting each other, and sighed.

"We are really good, although it is a small county, but there is nothing missing, the four seasons are distinct, floods, earthquakes, the same, usually everyone has a good meal and play, chess and card rooms and restaurants have the best business, we also believe in Buddhism a lot, large and small temples and nunnery add up to more than ten, incense is good." Wang Zhihui said with satisfaction.

Zha Renzhong nodded, "It's really similar to ours, and so are we, you can hear the sound of mahjong when you walk on the street." ”

Chatting all the way, while eating while walking to the old park, as the park gets closer and closer, the population has become a lot sparser, although the greening of the park is not bad, but no one cleans it all year round, there are more mosquitoes, even if it is a morning exercise, not many people are willing to come.

"Old ghost shoe shop? So blatant! Wu Daqing looked at the shabby signboard above his head and said in surprise.

"Look clearly, it's Lao Biao shoe store!" Gao Wenwu smiled, "I always thought you had a bad brain, but I didn't expect your eyes to be bad." ”

"Get out!" Wu Daqing pounced on Gao Wenwu and wanted to give Gao Wenwu a blow, but Gao Wenwu had long arms and grinned at Wu Daqing, Wu Daqing's short arms couldn't even touch Gao Wenwu's face, and he waved powerlessly.

After contact in the past few days, Wu Daqing and Gao Wenwu have similar personalities, similar IQs, and have a good relationship, and they ridicule each other when they get the opportunity.