The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 312 Wonton Shop

Just as the old man in the Chinese tunic suit was seated, the owner of the small shop came over with a tray. On the tray were two bowls of wontons and a small dish of pickles. The owner smiled and came to the side of the small square table.

The owner of the small shop put the two big bowls of wontons on the tray in front of Wang Yaozhong and the old man in the tunic suit respectively, and put the small dish of pickles in the middle of the table: "Your two bowls of wontons, this small dish is a new dish from our store. Yes, free delivery."

Wang Yaozhong raised his head and showed a smile: "Thank you! Boss."

"You're welcome! Then you eat, and I won't bother you," the shop owner said, then turned around and left the small room, and then returned to the counter-refusing position. He took the reading glasses on the table, opened a notebook, and went to Xia took out an abacus and dialed it.

In the small room, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit took the small spoon from the bowl, first scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on the spoonful of soup, moved the spoon to his mouth, and swallowed it half-up and half-sucked.

Wang Yaozhong didn't touch the spoon from the beginning to the end, and just sat quietly opposite. The old man in the tunic suit finished drinking the soup, then put the small spoon into the bowl, scooped up a wonton, and after blowing it, put it into the mouth.

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit ate very slowly. He ate a bowl of wontons for more than 20 minutes. It was not until he swallowed the last mouthful of soup that the old man in the Chinese tunic suit raised his head and looked at Wang Yaozhong who was sitting opposite him.

"Xiao Wang, you should eat these wontons while they are hot. If they are cold, they will be bad for your stomach." The old man in the tunic suit said this, his tone sank: "Who is it?"

"President Li, it's Zhang..." Wang Yaozhong stared at the old man in the tunic suit, ready to help him at any time.

The old man in the Chinese tunic fell silent and didn't say anything.

Half a minute later, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit sighed: "Hey, Xiao Zhang is a pretty good kid, and he's working hard too, he's so confused."

"Dean Li, I..."

The old man in the tunic suit suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Wang Yaozhong: "If you are wrong, you are wrong, and you should bear the consequences of your mistakes. I am very relieved that you can come and tell me in person. You can do whatever you want." , don’t consider my boss’ feelings.”

"Dean Li, we will handle it in a low-key manner, and will not disturb or affect other colleagues in the research institute or his family." Wang Yaozhong couldn't bear to say this.

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit stood up and changed his waist towards Wang Yaozhong: "Xiao Wang, thank you!"

Wang Yaozhong quickly reached out to help the old man: "President Li, Xiao Wang can't bear this, you are a hero of the country..."

The old man in the tunic suit reached out and patted Wang Yaozhong's shoulder: "You have a long way to go, Xiao Wang, what you have to learn is to put away your emotions. Standing in your position, there will be too much helplessness. You have to Heartless."

After finishing speaking, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit turned sideways, moved out from the side of the square table, turned around and walked towards the door of the small room: "Xiao Wang, you don't need to rent the food, hey!"

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit is angry in his heart, but it is not known who he is angry with.

"Old man, have you not eaten? Tell me if you are not upside down." The owner of the restaurant stopped the abacus in his hand, pulled down the reading glasses, the glasses hung on his nose, and turned his gaze to An old man in a Chinese tunic suit.

"Don't blame me, weirdo." After the old man in the tunic suit finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and opened the door of the small restaurant, and walked out.

Wang Yaozhong also came out, came to the counter, took out a hundred-yuan note and put it in front of the shop owner. The shop owner took the hundred-yuan note, opened the drawer of the platform, and put the hundred-yuan note in the From the small tin box next to him, he took out change one after another from the neatly stacked change in the drawer, and after drawing out the change, he counted a bunch of coins before handing the change to Wang Yaozhong who was opposite him.

"Two bowls of wontons, 34 yuan, 66 yuan for you, can you order it?"

Wang Yaozhong took the change and put it in his trousers pocket casually: "The price has gone up again."

The owner of the small shop shook his head: "It's not that it has risen again, it has been rising all the time. Hey, the price of goods is rising every day. This area is only my own house, and the increase is relatively small. You want At Jiekou, 34 yuan is only enough for a bowl of wontons, and the quantity is small. Our small business is not comparable to those celebrity bosses, who are tens of millions at every turn. I heard that a certain small fresh meat star made his debut In half a year, I bought three tens of millions of sports cars, and being a star is the only way to make money."

Wang Yaozhong turned his gaze to the abacus on the counter: "Hey! The world has changed, boss, you have to keep up with the times. Now it's all calculators, and you still use the abacus here."

The shop owner took off his presbyopic glasses, walked out of the counter, walked into the small room, and said as he walked: "This abacus is also passed down from my father's generation, and it is much better than the calculator you said. It is not Conservative, the things passed down by the ancestors must be passed on, and the things of the ancestors should not be lost because of the progress of the times."

"Boss, what you said is good, very philosophical, I can't tell."

The shop owner brought out Wang Yaozhong's bowl of untouched wontons: "It's cold, let me warm it up for you."

"No boss, I still have something to do, so I'll leave right away." Wang Yaozhong waved his hand to reject the shop owner.

"How can I do that? I paid all the money. You haven't eaten this bite. I don't feel at ease with your money. Otherwise, I'll refund you the money for this bowl of wontons." After putting down the bowl of wontons, I had to go back to the counter to get the money.

"Boss, don't, don't bother. In this way, you give me a bag, and I will pack it and go back to the head office." Wang Yaozhong stopped the owner of the small shop for the first time.

"Okay, pack it." After the store owner finished speaking, he went behind the counter, took out a paper bucket that looked like instant noodles, took out another plastic bag, walked out of the counter, and poured the bowl of wontons into the paper bucket bowl , packed it in a plastic bag, and handed it over to Wang Yaozhong.

"Originally, I was going to charge you one yuan for the barreled bowl. You are also a regular customer. Although the number of people who come is a little less, you will not be charged." The owner of the small shop went back to the small room, Another empty bowl was put away.

"Boss, thank you very much, then I'll go first." Wang Yaozhong replied, and walked towards the door of the small shop with the bag of wontons in his hand.

The owner of the small shop put down the cloth in his hand, walked to the entrance of the small shop in two steps, and beckoned to Wang Yaozhong who was about to push the door of the small restaurant: "Don't eat cold ones, take them back, before eating Remember to add heat."

Wang Yaozhong turned around and smiled at the owner of the small shop: "Okay boss, I will remember, you can do your work, I will go back now."

After Wang Yaozhong finished speaking, he held the doorknob with his hand, and with a slight heap, the door opened, and he walked to the side of the alley and walked out of the alley.

(End of this chapter)