"It wasn't until a month ago that I suddenly learned that Robert was coming to work in Hong Kong. In addition to the surprise, I can't help but wonder, what is the beauty of London like now? ”

Song Huanxi stared at the newspaper seriously, as if there was really such a "London Beauty" in the Ming Pao in her hand.

"I couldn't sit at home, so I arrived at the airport an hour early, and I was eager to see how my flight finally arrived."

"Robert walked in front, and when he saw me, he immediately ran and hugged me, but I hated that this guy was so tall, I tried to tiptoe, and I couldn't see behind him!"

Song Huanxi's speech was really interesting, and there was a burst of laughter in the noodle shop.

"Robert finally let go of me, he took me around and turned around, and I finally saw Winnie who was holding the child and walking towards us!"

"God, she's as beautiful as she remembers!"

"No, no, to be exact, she's more beautiful!"

"If in the past, she was a flower blooming on the branches, attracting people's attention, then now she is the fruit of the flower, which is coveted."

"Beauty is incomprehensible."

"It's just that after she greeted me with a smile on her face, she didn't look at me again, and in her loving eyes, there was only Robert and little Robert!"

"Yes, that kid was named Robert Jr. by Robert."

"This is also the habit of the British, who think that the name of the ancestor is easy to use, so they will continue to use it, such as the King of England, the name Henry, used until the 8th, and George also used the 6th."

Hearing about the exotic customs of different locals, the regular customers of Chi Kee Noodle Restaurant always have a heated discussion.

Brother Ah Sheng smiled: "My old man's name is Cai Agou, according to this statement, don't I want to call Cai Ergou, and my son will be called Cai Sangou?" ”

Everyone laughed, and Ah Shui Bo teased: "Originally, I thought that Ah Sheng's name was ordinary, but such a comparison, it is really a good name!" ”

The crowd laughed again, and the noodle shop was full of joy.

Song Huanxi coughed, and the regular customers quieted down, but they all had a smile on their faces, obviously in a very good mood.

Robert lifted little Robert up and put him around his neck, and the little boy giggled and rubbed Robert's pale blonde hair into a mess.

"I looked at little Robert's red hair, and then at Winnie, who was smiling next to the father and son, and sighed softly, knowing that this was the best ending."

Song Huanxi put down the newspaper and made a crisp statement: "I'm done reading!" ”

The diners woke up like a dream, and Ah Shui Bo nodded again and again: "This is good!" What is this prodigal son's name, the story made up, the old man likes it very much! ”

Brother Ah Sheng also nodded vigorously: "Ah Huan, you can have more short stories like this in the future, and you can go to sleep with peace of mind after listening to it!" Otherwise, I'm always thinking about the following plot! ”

"Okay." Song Huanxi nodded kindly, she knew the prodigal son himself, can she properly urge the change?

The regular customers started a new round of heated discussions, and this time, the topic of their heated discussions was, who is more beautiful, Little Dragon Girl or Winnie?

Song Huanxi noticed that Lu Xingbang made a gesture to settle the bill, and she immediately walked over, "Patronize five yuan." ”

Lu Xingbang took out the money and raised his sword eyebrows, meaning something: "Didn't you say that I added money?" ”

Song Huanxi responded with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Lu think that the price of coffee is high?" This is the benefit I got from my boss, with sugar and milk, isn't it much better? ”

Diners find food expensive, partly because of the high price tags, but more importantly, because the food itself is difficult to eat.

It's expensive and unpalatable, and that's the real reason why most people can't stand it.

Lu Xingbang nodded: "It's really a lot smoother, so let's rush like this in the future." ”

After settling the account and sending Mr. Lu away, Song Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief: Mr. Lu is approachable, but standing beside him, there is always an inexplicable pressure that makes it difficult for people to speak normally.

By nine o'clock, the regulars had dispersed and the noodle shop had begun to close.

Song Huanxi quickly cleaned up his hands and feet, and turned to Uncle Chi: "Boss, did you overcharge today?" ”

Uncle Chi jumped up suddenly, he turned a mobile tricycle noodle stall into a thriving business in the two shops, relying on a child who is not bullied!

The signature shrimp wonton noodles are a little more expensive, but the ingredients he uses are fresh and solid, and he dares to guarantee that one is genuine!

Song Huanxi blurted out that he overcharged money, obviously to smash his signboard!

It's clearly for his life!

"Nonsense! Which closes higher! Don't talk nonsense, you little girl! ”

Song Huanxi reminded him: "Coffee drinker, did you take five yuan?" ”

When it came to brushing pot water, Uncle Chi was a little weak-hearted, he snorted and said, "That, isn't it the price that has always been charged!" ”

Song Huanxi calculated the account for him: "You bought this can of coffee, it cost less than fifty yuan in total, right?" ”

"Sold to Mr. Lu, there are almost ten cups, right?"

"Most of the remaining cans can still be soaked in more than ten or twenty cups."

"Even if you have two dollars and a cup, you can earn it!"

Song Huanxi stretched out his hand and looked calm: "Chen Xiaoxiao's coffee money, return three yuan to me!" ”

Jokes are jokes, Song Huanxi is clear in her heart: when she was in trouble, it was Chen Qi'an who gave her money, if it wasn't for Chen Qi'an's 100 yuan, she would now have to worry about how to spend these three months!

She didn't have a second manuscript to sell!

Lu Xingbang spent money in vain, she didn't care, Chen Xiao's hard-earned money must come back!

Boss Chi's face darkened: "No way!" ”

He raised his right hand and waved: "If it's okay, go home early, give, this is your salary today, three hours, three yuan, milk and fine sugar are five cents, this is two dollars and five, take it!" ”

Song Huanxi didn't move, and said softly: "Uncle Chi, do you know what the name of the one above Brother Scar is?" ”

Boss Chi glanced at her suspiciously, of course he knew that the big circle was prosperous, the young people who came over from the sea were ruthless and dark, and the monthly rent of the surrounding shops had all risen!

said on his lips: "Brother Xing, who doesn't know, the kung fu on the fist is the most powerful." ”

Song Huanxi lowered her eyes: "Then do you know why you suddenly increased your monthly money?" ”

Her gaze looked at the coffee cup in Boss Chi's hand, intentionally or unintentionally.

Boss Chi looked at Song Huanxi in confusion, then looked at the coffee cup along Song Huanxi's line of sight, and then recalled the two questions asked by Song Huanxi, and suddenly reacted, and an old face turned pale with fright: "You, you mean-"

"The young man who orders coffee every day—"

Song Huanxi raised his index finger and made a silent movement.

Boss Chi trembled his fingers, untied his purse, and counted and counted from it, he just paid the monthly money yesterday, and if he gave out another fifty yuan today, it would not be enough to make flour money tomorrow.

Song Huanxi reminded him: "Uncle Chi, I only need the three yuan you overcharged for another guest today, as for the regular customer-"

"Didn't you mention your monthly money?"

People have already taken back the overpaid coffee money in their own way!