Yi Zhonghai came to Chen Jianjun to make sure that he didn't move away, one thing, and one more thing.

"It's okay not to move away..."Yi Zhonghai sat down on the chair, the chair shook, he was startled and quickly sat up.

"It's a rocking chair." Chen Jianjun said.

"Hey, this is a rarity." Yi Zhonghai sat down cautiously again and tried to shake it twice.

Chen Jianjun is impatient, this Yi Zhonghai relies on him to be an uncle in the courtyard, relying on the old and selling the old.

"Uncle Yi, if you have anything, just say it directly, it's not early."

"Oh... Yes, it's time to rest. Yi Zhonghai said with a smile: "Isn't our street going to select excellent courtyard houses, when the street director will come to our courtyard to investigate and understand everyone's happiness index, can you not tell the last meeting?" It was an unsuccessful meeting, and there was no need to mention it. ”

If you are someone else, Uncle Yi doesn't need to say hello at all, everyone else wants to be rated as an excellent courtyard, and then they can divide a melon and a half jujube.

However, Guo Xiangyang doesn't care about the melon and half of the dates, if he wants to have a comfortable mouth, he may really say everything.

Yi Zhonghai cares, the three of them can get the lion's share.

"That's it?" Chen Jianjun couldn't laugh or cry.

Waiting for him to come in so late and nag for so long, the central idea was just to keep him from talking nonsense at the street director.

"I'm not that much into chewing on the root of my tongue, and I don't have time to wait for the street chief to come!"

Yi Zhonghai was still not at ease, and said: "What if it happens, Jianjun, you shouldn't say it, right?" ”

"Okay, I won't say it." Chen Jianjun yawned sleepily, got up and opened the door, "Uncle Yi, I have to go to work tomorrow, go back and rest." ”

Yi Zhonghai came out of Chen Jianjun's house at this time.

Chen Jianjun was really sleepy, bolted the door, and fell asleep.

The next day, he woke up early, and when he woke up, his mind was full of imagination of the new house, what would it look like?

Chen Jianjun ate bread and milk and pedaled his bicycle to Xinwuru.

From afar, the exterior walls were clean, and weeds and old spots on the walls were already visible, replaced by white walls.

Open the courtyard door, there is a plum tree in front of the east house, and the other places are paved with bluestone bricks, which seem to have been cleaned by water, which is particularly clean.

The east room has bookshelves, sofas, wooden coffee tables, side rooms with wardrobes, large beds, and desks, and two miscellaneous rooms have been converted into kitchens and bathrooms.

The kitchen has a large stove, a large cupboard, and a large refrigerator, which is a rarity these days.

There is also a bathroom, which is designed with an indoor toilet and a large bathtub in the middle partition.

Chen Jianjun was very satisfied.

In these years, such a design can definitely be regarded as luxurious.

Chen Jianjun visited the courtyard, took another buckle lock, locked the gate, pedaled his bicycle, and hummed a little song all the way to the tavern.

When the snow melts, the wind blows particularly biting.

When Chen Jianjun arrived at the door of the tavern, his ears were red from the cold.

He took out the key and opened the door to the tavern.

There was no cold wind in the tavern, and soon, the heat came up, alternating between hot and cold, and it was a little numb from the cold.

However, this state lasted for more than ten minutes, and the body warmed up again.

Chen Jianjun is still doing the work before the reception of the tavern as before.

Two employees from the back kitchen also arrived, and they said hello to Chen Jianjun and entered the back kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

Chen Jianjun also entered the back kitchen.

Although he is a buddy in the tavern, he is in charge of everything in the tavern, and the others are also convinced.

"Yesterday's sauce beef was good, and it was all sold out." Chen Jianjun said: "However, the peanuts are not so crispy, so I will fry a little less each time in the future, and strive to only fry for two days." ”

"Okay, Brother Jianjun." Xiao Liu said.

Xiao Liu was in his twenties, originally learned to cook, but he was reluctant to cut vegetables, afraid of trouble, and by chance entered the back kitchen of the tavern, and he did things neatly.

"Brother Jianjun, these side dishes haven't changed for a long time." Ah Chang said: "I thought, is it something innovative?" ”

Ah is 35 years old, old and young, steady in his work, very afraid of losing this job, Chen Jianjun, who is younger than him, is also called "brother".

"That's what I thought, too." Chen Jianjun said: "We have thought of a piece. ”

Ah looks like he's been complimented, and his baby-faced smile doesn't look like a 35-year-old at all.

"What do you guys think?" Chen Jianjun said: "Do you have any special dishes? ”

Xiao Liu and Ah Chang have been in the tavern for a while, and they can do it, and they have basically done it, plus this will be too sudden, and they can't think of it for a while.

"White wine with white meat." Chen Jianjun said: "Do you know how to fry small yellow croaker?" ”

"I will." Ah, long, and said.

"That's it." Chen Jianjun said: "Tomorrow I will prepare some small yellow croaker, and then set the price when I get the goods, and add new side dishes tomorrow." ”

"Well, listen to you." Ah, long said.

Xiao Liu was young and curious, so he inquired.

"Brother Jianjun, did you say that Boss He is still here?" Xiao Liu didn't have a door to open his mouth, and said: "It's good if he doesn't come, as soon as he comes, he starts to scold from the moment he even steps in, as if everyone owes him." ”

"Xiao Liu, you can just say this here, don't say it outside." Ah, a long persuasion.

Xiao Liu still didn't give up, and asked again, "Brother Jianjun, do you think Boss He is still coming?" ”

"That's not something we have to worry about." Chen Jianjun said: "You are busy with yours, I'll go outside and take a look." ”

Chen Jianjun stood outside the counter, holding a rag in his hand, listening to the movement outside the tavern.

The north wind was blowing, and you could hear the sound of leaves being blown on both sides of the street through the door.

In such a cold weather, only those who really love wine will shove their hands into their sleeves and rush to the tavern.

Of course, most of them still do hard work, and they are busy for most of the day, and after taking a break from work, they come to warm up with a drink of wine.

In Chen Jianjun's eyes, he didn't deliberately distinguish the level of customers, but most of the drinkers who sold coolies asked for two taels of wine and found a corner to sit down and drink.

Chen Jianjun just entertained them in their comfortable way, he liked to sit in the corner, he didn't say much, the wine and food should be served, he liked to make a big show, he had time to accompany him to hold a couple of sentences, in short, the tavern is a place to make everyone feel comfortable.