Best grocery store ever

Chapter 47 Feather Duster
After sending the two gangsters away, it was already noon, and Zhou Tian, ​​who had only drank a can of "Red Noon", had already started to growl in his stomach.

I don’t plan to eat these fakes in the store on Zhou Tian, ​​so I’d better go to the noodle shop on the west side and have a hot meal.Of course, I can also take a look at that girl Yingzi...

After locking the door of the store, Zhou Tian went straight to the noodle shop. Now Zhou Tian didn't only have ten-cent bills in his pocket, he took out a handful of one-piece bills, and two fifty-fifty bills.Zhou Tian intends to eat a bowl of noodles, plus five yuan for meat, to have a good time - that girl Yingzi promised Zhou Tian a [-]% discount on meals.

It's meal time, so there are quite a lot of people in this noodle restaurant. Of course, apart from eating, there are also many grandparents who come to take advantage of the air conditioner. In this summer, the surrounding area is the coolest in the noodle restaurant.As soon as the cool breeze blows, a deck of cards will be played, and several people will gather around a table—all the places to eat are taken up by grandpas and aunts, so Zhou Tian, ​​who can’t find a good place, can only sit in an air-conditioned room. place to sit.It stands to reason that the air conditioner is turned on in this room, and it should be quite cool even in places where the air conditioner is not blowing. However, in order to save electricity, the grandson of Hei San insisted on turning the air conditioner to the minimum, so that Zhou Tian hadn't started eating noodles yet. I can see sweat on my back.

"Brother is here, what do you want, third brother will make it for you right away, there must be enough portions." Seeing Zhou Tian coming, Hei San, who was standing at the kitchen door smoking a cigarette butt, came up to greet him, and said courteously.Zhou Tian is Hei San's edible oil supplier this week, so he has to take care of it, and he will still count on Zhou Tian to buy cheap oil in the future.

"Ramen, add meat for five yuan... By the way, third brother, let's not be too picky to save money. Can we turn up the air conditioner? I haven't started eating yet, and I'm sweating. It’s like taking a bath after eating.” Zhou Tian wiped the sweat off his face—it’s rich enough to wash your hands.

"You have wronged my brother. It's not that I don't turn up the air conditioner. It's because the grandpas and aunts don't want to. I'm going to turn it up. If I hook their old cold legs or something, my shop won't be able to open." Open it, look, bro, isn’t my forehead sweating too?” Hei San pointed to the table of mahjong-playing grandpas and aunts, and said helplessly, “Brother thinks drinking ramen is hot, let’s drink a whole bowl of cold noodles, Not to brag to you, our cold noodles can be eaten as popsicles."

"Success...then let's have a bowl of cold noodles." Zhou Tian turned his head and looked at those old men and aunts, all of them looked like bean sprouts, and they belonged to the type that would be scattered at the first touch. Don't look at this Hei San opened a black shop, which sometimes made him feel scared.

"Yingzi, add a bowl of cold noodles!" Hei San yelled into the kitchen, then sat by the door and smoked again.

"Third brother, why did you ask sister Yingzi to cook today?" Zhou Tian looked into the kitchen and saw Yingzi busy there.

"Isn't there no way to do it?" Hei San took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "In the past two days, a few punks have come from nowhere and have been making trouble with this, either because the noodles are not cooked, or there are bugs in the dishes. There are also two bastards who start their hands when they see Yingzi is beautiful. Yingzi almost suffered a disadvantage. Tell me, do I dare to let Yingzi stand with the outside? Otherwise, Yingzi and I will switch places. She I’m in charge of cooking the next noodles, and I’m taking care of the guests to clean up the table outside.”

"Whoever wants to die, dare to make trouble with third brother, beat him up." Why, the owner of a black shop has met a scammer, and the family does not recognize the family.

"I'm not afraid of one or two people. The problem is that there are only seven or eight of these little bastards here. He's not sure when to come. Although I do know a few friends, we are too biased. We can't let them Keep staring here." Hei San threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it hard, "These grandchildren are coming again, I'll kill some of them to let them know that I, Hei San, am not a vegetarian."

"By the way, third brother, do you have a yellow hair and a green hair who came to make trouble here?" Hearing what Hei San said, Zhou Tian remembered the two boys in the morning.

"Should be, those people have dyed hair, red and green, and one has dyed colorful, like a feather duster." Hei San thought for a while and said, "Is someone going to make trouble at your place too?" gone."

Zhou Tian nodded and said, "Yes, a green hair and a yellow hair came to my store to buy cigarettes this morning, and they said that my cigarettes were fake, and asked me to pay them thousands of dollars, or I would be fined." The shop is smashed."

"It's not hurt, right? Your cigarettes aren't fake?" As soon as he mentioned cigarettes, the black three became addicted to cigarettes again. After digging around for a long time, he took out an empty box.

"It's not hurt, but two bottles of wine were broken." Seeing that Hei San's cigarettes were gone, Zhou Tian took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him the "serious 'Red Mountain'" Ah, I can't see who the brand is for."

Hei San took the "Red Mountain" handed over by Zhou Tian, ​​lit it up and smoked it, and said, "Your cigarette doesn't look fake, but why does it smell so strong?"

Can nonsense lose the smell of wine? A whole bottle of "Golden Beatitudes" has been poured on it. If it weren't for the hot and dry day, you might not be able to light it.

"Wine-flavored." Zhou Tian laughed, just at this time Yingzi also brought Zhou Tian's noodles.

"Brother Tian's noodles are ready." Yingzi put the cold noodles in front of Zhou Tian, ​​grabbed the cigarette from Hei San's hand and said, "Brother, you should smoke less, especially..." Yingzi glanced at Zhou Tian God, I swallowed the last sentence.

"It's okay, it's okay, your brother and I are in good health..." Hei San paused before finishing his sentence.

Zhou Tian followed the eyes of Hei San and Ying Zi to look at the door, and six or seven punks with hair dyed in various colors entered the shop.

"Brother, just eat your noodles, don't worry about this matter, Yingzi hasten to go back to the kitchen, don't come out." Hei San took the cigarette from Yingzi's hand and said in a low voice.

"En, brother, be careful." Yingzi gave Hei San a worried look, but followed Hei San's words and hid in the kitchen.

As for Zhou Tian, ​​he bowed his head obediently and slurped up his own noodles. It's not that Zhou Tian doesn't help, and if he wants to fight, he has to eat his fill first—and the cold noodles are made by Yingzi himself.

"How about what I told you yesterday, is the money ready?" The gangster with the dyed feather duster took a stick more than two feet long, shook it in front of Hei San's eyes, and said.

"Several brothers don't think that the condition is too much, 5000 yuan per month, do you think my small noodle restaurant can earn [-] yuan a month?" Hei San stood behind a table and picked up a chair by his hand. ——This kid also knows how to "Ascend the Dragon Bat in Mount Lushan"?
"Then we don't care. If we don't have money, we'll smash the shop." The feather duster waved his hand, and several punks surrounded him.

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