Chapter 1: Pushing the New World Away

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Capital.

The fifties.

Chen Jianjun pushed open the door of the tavern, as if he had opened his new life.

A year ago, he never imagined that he would travel to this world.

Also became a buddy at the front door tavern.

It was the one that Xu Huizhen ran later.

It's just that now, the plot hasn't started yet, and He Yongqiang and Xu Huizhen haven't even started to get married.

"Hey, morning, Jianjun!"

Under the large wall opposite the tavern, a special trolley has a red flag on it, and gongs and drums are tied to the side.

In front of the trolley, a middle-aged man with dark and rough skin was looking at himself and smiling.

Chen Jianjun smiled.

"Master Pian'er, I see that the moon is coming out this time, you come with me to ask for the morning. This is to invite tomorrow morning's Ann first?

"Otherwise, you just knock one to me, and I invite you to drink two taels?"

Now, Chen Jianjun has also adapted to the plot characters dangling in front of his eyes. He even had a good relationship with these people.

To be honest, except for the old people in the broken courtyard where they lived, the others were quite good.

The film master smiled.

"Forget it, my grandfather has a thin foundation, but his bones are hard. I'll clean it up later, and I'll pay for the two taels of wine myself! ”

Chen Jianjun smiled.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for you in a moment."

After Chen Jianjun finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go back to the house to see what else had not been cleaned up.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"Build an army! When is this all the time, and I still have time to talk to people here. ”

"Is the wine vat full, is the side dishes fresh, and the tables, chairs and benches are not wiped?"

"I've told you how many times, you have to have life in your eyes. Our tavern is open to make money, otherwise, where will you get your twenty-five yuan salary? ”

Speaking of the last sentence, He Yongqiang had already stood at the door.

And then.

He froze.

Inside the room, everything has been cleaned up, and the table top is clean and can be seen.

He Yongqiang's hand hung in the air, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Even if everything is ready, you should think more about how to do business well, instead of talking nonsense to irrelevant people there."

He glanced back, and saw that Pian Er had already pushed the car away, so he lowered his voice and said.

"Like Pian Erye, who comes over at most two taels at a time, you just talk to him about flowers, and he will be able to pay more money next time he comes to drink?"

"Are you talking......"

Chen Jianjun glanced at He Yongqiang and replied with one word: "Oh." ”

With that, he went back to the back of the counter to sort out the side dishes.

He Yongqiang pointed to Chen Jianjun's back, and held back a sentence for a long time: "What attitude!" ”

No matter how he looked at Chen Jianjun, he felt unpleasant.

The tavern has been open for business ever since, and the daily intake has been fixed.

But a year ago, I didn't know what kind of wind my cheap dad smoked, recruited such a person in, and came up with a salary of twenty-five yuan a month.

Boy!

Twenty-five yuan is definitely the standard of the Peace Hotel.

But how much do people earn a month, how much do you earn a month here, don't you have any points in your heart?

He Yongqiang protested to Lao Hetou.

But the protests were ineffective.

It's a year in the blink of an eye.

Recently, Lao Hetou finally got sick, so he handed over the tavern business to him.

He Yongqiang has made up his mind, he must find an opportunity to force this guy away.

Therefore, in the past few days, He Yongqiang has done his best to find faults.

Chen Jianjun also looked down on He Yongqiang.

A year ago, on the eve of his own crossing, the parents of his predecessor passed away.

His predecessor lay in bed for five days, lying alive.

So, Chen Jianjun crossed over.

At the same time, Lao Hetou, a close friend of his predecessor's parents, came to the door and recruited Chen Jianjun to a tavern in the form of recruitment, which was a salary of twenty-five yuan a month.

Actually, I naturally want to take an old friend to take care of it.

In the course of this year, Lao Hetou treated himself as his own.

As a traverser, Chen Jianjun not only felt the first warmth of this world, but also wanted to use the knowledge of his previous life to run the tavern well.

As a result, every time, he was obstructed by He Yongqiang.

He Yongqiang, this guy, the young lady's temper, the life of the maid, has no ability at all, and his temper is both bad and stubborn.

Before Lao Hetou got sick, he liked to come with himself.

Now that Lao Hetou has handed over the business to him, this guy is even more self-indulgent.

Just in the morning, Chen Jianjun watched He Yongqiang mix one-third of the newly entered vat of Niulanshan with water.

Chen Jianjun said that he often drank wine, and he could taste it when he reached his mouth, but He Yongqiang didn't listen.

Chen Jianjun was worried that he would find Lao Hetou directly and make the old man angry to death, so he could only follow him.

Tonight's jar is wine mixed with water.

Chen Jianjun will see who will be the first to drink it.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Niu Ye walked in.

Chen Jianjun suddenly smiled and opened his mouth to greet the guests: "Niu Ye is auspicious......

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