Chapter Twenty-Seven: Unintentional Willow Insertion
It's dusk again, Datong Street, the Puppet Manchurian Concord (Central Headquarters) has passed, and Yanzhao Noodle Restaurant.
This is a typical Kanto traditional house renovation storefront, four bays, blue brick masonry, curved roof, wooden lattice windows, a scattered table in the store, square tables and wooden stools, the guy is in the Luoying Tavern to assist Luo Shuangchen in revenge Wei Changfeng, with a white towel on his shoulders, wearing a light gray short jacket, black trousers, and leggings, looking neat and neat, greeting the guests who come and go. The counter is on the right hand side of the door, two meters long, eighty centimeters wide, the cabinet is placed with the account book, abacus and a purple sand hand pot, the cabinet is against the wall is a long cabinet, the top is the name plate of the main noodle table, which reads: "fried sauce noodles", "chicken shredded noodles", "beef noodles", "Shanxi noodles", "Anhui plate noodles", "Henan Zhenzi noodles", "Shaanxi noodles" and so on; There are all kinds of tea sets and wine utensils below, and the shopkeeper Chang Shun is the chef of the Nalan family, with a Chinese face, kind eyebrows, wearing a melon skin hat and a green cloth robe, he was ordered to take care of the noodle restaurant here, and he was wiping a tray with a towel behind the counter. The whole store is as clean as new, the customers are flowing, and the business is very prosperous.
At this moment, Chen Yun, the "Holy Hand Divine Ape", came into the store with a food box.
He entered the store and saw his old acquaintance Chang Shun, with a hippie smile, put the food box on the counter, picked up the purple clay pot on the table and sent water to his mouth. What's the matter with the third master? ”
"Ah, my Uncle Chang, it's okay, I can't come to see you? I want to eat the hot donkey meat and donkey sausage you made for me, how can I entertain it? Chen Yun first played with the purple clay pot with his hand.
"My little ancestor, be careful, I have been using this pot for ten years. What are you going to eat...... Our shop only sells noodles, so if you want to eat them, you can make them, but give me a month's job. The shopkeeper said with a smile.
"There is no time for short-term work, we are on call at any time every day, our brother Lu is good to us, everyone is full of energy, how can we have time to give you a short-term job."
"So what are you doing here? Still carrying a food box and bringing me food? Honor me? ”
"Can you empathize, I want to eat, you don't, I'll send you something delicious?"
"As soon as I opened my eyebrows, I knew that you kid was angry with me. Tell me, what's the matter? ”
"It's nothing, today the Gu family's aunt made us some sauce pig's trotters, Brother Lu said that Changfeng likes to eat it the most, so let me send it to you. Nothing else. Which one is Brother Changfeng, I know that he is older than me, and the four seas know him, but I haven't seen him yet. ”
Wei Changfeng was busy working when he heard someone call him by name, "Who wants to see me?" What kind of noodles do you want to eat? ”
Chen Yunxian walked quickly to the front, and directly copied the towel on Changfeng's shoulder in his hand with his hand, "Down here is Brother Lu's newly accepted little brother, Chen Yunxian, he asked me to come and see you, and brought you sauce pig's trotters." ”
Wei Changfeng was very happy to hear this, "Really? Hello brother, Brother Lu knows that I love to eat the sauce pig's trotters made by my mother, and my mother passed away five years ago, so Brother Lu always remembers my thoughts about the sauce pig's trotters. Great, let's put it aside first, and when there are not many guests, I will enjoy it with Uncle Chang. ”
Chang Shun smiled and said, "You have to be careful, Yun Xian, this kid is nicknamed 'Holy Hand Divine Ape'." ”
Wei Changfeng laughed and said: "A good name is a bit like the flea on the drum in "Water Margin". What is my opinion? ”
While the three of them were talking and laughing, Cheng Gongnian, secretary of the Department of Communications and Communications of the Ministry of Military Affairs, brought a woman into the store.
Cheng Gongnian was dressed in a decent navy blue suit, wearing a tweed semi-coat, the woman looked similar in age to Cheng Gongnian, melon seed face, willow eyebrows, round apricot eyes, high nose bridge, smiling lips slightly open, coiled hair, tall figure, apricot yellow woolen coat, wearing a royal blue cheongsam from the hem, and holding a Western-style handbag. The two sat down opposite each other at a square table near the window.
Wei Changfeng hurriedly stepped forward: "Two, what kind of noodles do you eat?" ”
The woman put down her handbag and looked at the watch on her wrist, "Gong Nian, I love to eat this Anhui plate noodles, it has a hometown taste." Would you like a bowl too? ”
Cheng Gongnian was obviously a little absent-minded, took off his tweed coat, looked at the name brand behind the counter, and said, "Whatever you want, buddy will bring us two bowls of Anhui plate noodles, plus two small pickles with noodles." ”
Wei Changfeng said, "Okay, please wait a moment. As he spoke, he jotted it on the prototype and turned to pass a note to the back kitchen.
Chen Yun first put the food box into the counter, and took the purple clay pot that Chang Shun on the counter and fiddled with it again.
Wei Changfeng went to wipe the square table in the far west.
Chen Yunxian's eyes were very vicious, and he suddenly noticed that there was a shiny thing on the ground next to Cheng Gongnian's table. Why is it called the "Holy Hand Divine Ape", that is, it is the best at discovering interesting things and useful things in a seemingly normal environment. He thought about it and ran to Wei Changfeng's side, "Brother Changfeng, you rest for a while, I'll work for you, you go and eat sauce pig's trotters." As he spoke, he snatched the white towel from Wei Changfeng's shoulder, and wiped the table with a rag while helping to clean up the bowls on the square table. Wei Changfeng looks like a brother, and the work in his hands has not stopped.
When Chen Yun helped clean up the two tables first, someone in the back kitchen shouted, "Two bowls of Anhui plate noodles have been presented------"
Without waiting for Wei Changfeng to pick it up, Chen Yunxian hurriedly stepped forward, received the wooden tray sent by the chef with his hand, and carefully walked towards Cheng Gongnian with two bowls of noodles.
"Sir, the Anhui noodles you ordered-------- Then, put down the tray and put two bowls of noodles in front of the two of them, "Please taste them." ”
At the moment when Chen Yunxian bent down slightly, the white towel he was wearing fell to the ground, his movements were very gentle, and he bent down again to take the towel back in his hand. Then, he quietly went to help Wei Changfeng clean up the noodle bowls and square tables left by the guests.
I could only hear the woman chatting with Cheng Gongnian while eating.
"Gong Nian, this noodle is delicious, can you add some chili noodles?"
"You, you're still a beautiful girl, you love chili peppers and noodles."
"What's the solution? It's just this bite, unlike the commanders of your military and political department, even if the low-level officers and soldiers eat chaff vegetables, you still eat Western food today, eat northern and southern dishes tomorrow, and eat the whole banquet of the Han Dynasty the day after tomorrow. "This woman is very spicy.
"What is this called? Why can't we drink the northwest wind every day? It's still full of Han people, and he can't talk about it. Cheng Gongnian casually picked up the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks.
"Don't you know, our reporters from the East Asia Morning Post are going to drink the northwest wind, haven't they been for three months, and they have run several government agencies, all of which say that the empire was just established, and everything is the beginning, and we will study it later, and our subscription task is still 10% now, what should we do? The editor-in-chief said that if 25% of the annual tasks cannot be completed by the end of this month, the salary will be deducted. ”
"I have already oversubscribed in our Military and Political Department, and that Xiao Zilan forced me to use a beautiful man to succeed, which scared me to death."
"Don't you love to make beautiful men the most? How good is that? ”
"Don't make fun of me, my Qiu Da reporter, no matter how much I like women, I can't think of her."
"Come on, you're like a tiger when you get home, so I'd rather wander the streets than go home. Unless you're on duty. ”
"Why do you say anything, silly girl. I mean, that secretary Xiao Zilan is the boss's pillow person, I use my thoughts, I don't want my head. ”
"Oh, I see, you're afraid. Is that when you don't take care of it, you eat it all to women? ”
"Nonsense. My Lao Cheng is dead set on you, and I have no second thoughts. ”
While the two were talking, a ten-year-old boy selling cigarettes ran into the noodle shop, and Chang Shun was just about to talk to him, when he heard the childish boy speak: "May I ask who is Mr. Cheng Gongnian?" The sound attracted a lot of attention.
"I am, what's wrong little brother?" Cheng Gongnian stood up and turned his head very puzzled.
"Someone asked me to bring you something." The little boy said and handed a box of matches to Cheng Gongnian, then turned around and ran outside.
Cheng Gongnian opened the match suspiciously, and when he saw that it was empty, he quickly closed the matchbox. Then, he picked up the tweed half-coat on the chair, put it on his body, and hurriedly said, "Zikun, I have urgent things to do, you can go home first after eating." After saying that, he took out a banknote and put it on the table, and hurriedly walked outside the store.
The woman named Zikun was very annoyed, she threw her chopsticks on the table, and muttered, "Damn Lao Cheng, remember, if I ask you to accompany me shopping, I won't be human!" With that, he put on his coat, picked up his handbag and walked outside the store.
Wei Changfeng asked professionally, "Miss, I haven't found any money for you yet-"
But the woman named Zikun didn't look back, stopped a rickshaw on the side of the road and drove away.
Chang Shun didn't pay much attention to the conversation between these two people. But there is one person who is interested, and that is Chen Yunxian, the "Holy Hand God Ape", ----.
Chen Yun saw that there were not many people in the store, so he pulled Wei Changfeng and said, "Brother Changfeng, I was going back after completing the task, but I was a little sleepy, let me sleep in your bed for a while?" ”
Wei Changfeng thought to himself, this kid is really familiar, and he wants to sleep in my bed before he knows him, "Why are you so naughty, fortunately I am a bachelor, I want to have a wife, you also want to sleep?" ”
Chen Yunxian jumped up and down and said: "Brother, the younger brother has his own principles, his friend's bed, you can go on it however you want, your friend's wife, don't be ashamed." ”
Wei Changfeng smiled and said, "Poor mouth." Go, go forward and right, push open the door and you'll be in my house. ”
"Okay, thank you, brother."
Chen Yun walked forward to the right first, and entered a small side building, but saw a single wooden bed facing the door, a small square table next to the bed, an enamel basin under the table, a small stool in front of the table, and a small square window next to the bed. He carefully closed the door, humming a little song in his mouth, and he placed his black rucksack on the bed, and pulled a silver pen from his cuff. He carefully opened the pen, scratched it on the belly of his hand so that the ink did not appear, and then, slowly opening the lower cover, a roll of paper fell out of it and fell to the ground.
Chen Yun first felt that this was not an ordinary note, bent down to pick it up, and gently twisted it with his fingers, and there was no word on it, which made him even more puzzled, and walked back and forth in the room with the note for four or five times, he felt that there could be no words on this paper. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he took the basin under the table and put it on the table, fortunately there was still water in it, he dipped the note in the water, and a miracle happened, and the handwriting on the white note was prominently visible.