It was already noon when I sent the two gangsters away. Zhou Tian, ​​who had only drunk a can of "Hongwu", had his stomach started to rumbling.

Zhou Tian didn't plan to eat these fakes in the store, so he might as well go to the noodle restaurant in the west to have a hot meal. Of course, he could also look at the girl Yingzi...

After locking the store, Zhou Tian went straight to the noodle shop. Now Zhou Tian has more than a small ticket in his pocket. He has a large handful of one piece, and two 50 yuan. Zhou Tian plans to eat a bowl of noodles and add five yuan to have a good time. The girl Yingzi promised Zhou Tian a 20% discount on her meal.

It was during meal time, so there were many people in this noodle restaurant. Of course, in addition to eating, there were also many old men and aunts who came to get air conditioning. In the summer, the coolest place around the noodle restaurant was the coolest. When the cool breeze blew, a deck of cards came on, and several people gathered around a table. The dining area was occupied by the old men and aunts, so Zhou Tian could not find a good place, so he could only sit down in a place with air conditioning on his back. Logically speaking, the air conditioning in this room should be quite cool even if the air conditioning cannot be blown. However, in order to save electricity, the grandson of Hei San forced the air conditioning to minimize the air conditioning, which made Zhou Tian sweat before he started eating noodles.

"Brother is here, I want something to order. Brother San will do it for you immediately, so that it is sufficient." Seeing Zhou Tian coming, Hei San, who was standing at the kitchen door, met up and said diligently. Zhou Tian is a edible oil supplier of Hei San, and he has to serve it well. In the future, he will still be counting on Zhou Tian when buying cheap oil.

"Ramen, add five dollars to meat... By the way, third brother, don't be too stingy to save money. You can turn on the air conditioner. Before I started eating, I was sweating. After a while, I would not be like taking a shower." Zhou Tian wiped the sweat on his face - he was rich when he washed his hands.

"You are wronged brother. It's not that I don't turn on the air conditioner, but that the old men and women don't want to. I'm going to turn on the big one. If I hook up their old cold legs, my shop can't be opened. Look, brother, aren't I sweating on my forehead?" Hei San pointed to the old man and aunt who were playing mahjong at the table and spread his hands helplessly and said, "Brother, I think it's hot to drink ramen noodles. Let's drink the whole bowl of cold noodles. I'm not going to blow it for you. All the cold noodles can be eaten as popsicles."

"After... let's have a bowl of cold noodles." Zhou Tian turned his head and looked at the old men and women. They all looked like bean sprouts, and they were basically scattered when they touched them. Although this black three opened a black shop, it also made him scared.

"Yingzi, add a bowl of cold noodles!" Hei San shouted to the kitchen, then sat at the door and started smoking.

"Brother Third, why did you let Sister Yingzi cook today?" Zhou Tian looked into the kitchen and saw Yingzi busy inside.

"Isn't that impossible?" Hei San squirted hard and said, "I don't know where the gangsters came from these two days. I always mess with this. It's either that the noodles are not cooked or there are bugs in the dishes. There are also two bastards who touched them when they see Yingzi's beautiful appearance. Yingzi almost suffered a loss. You said, do you dare to let Yingzi stand outside? Yingzi and I have changed seats. She is responsible for cooking and cooking below. I am outside taking care of the customers and tidying the table."

"Who is desperate? I dare to make trouble in my third brother and beat him up." Why? The person who runs a black store is quarreling, and the whole family doesn't recognize the whole family.

"I'm not afraid of one or two people. The problem is that there are seven or eight people at the moment this gangster comes. Hei San is still not sure. Although I know a few friends, we are biased enough. We can't let them keep staring here." Hei San threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped hard. "These grandsons are going to come again, and I will cut a few of them to let them know that Hei San is not a vegetarian."

"By the way, Brother Third, are there a yellow hair and a green hair here? "When Hei San said this, Zhou Tian remembered the two boys in the morning.

"It should be that those people's hair is dyed, red and green, and one is dyed colorful, like a feather duster." Hei San thought for a while and said, "Is anyone else going to make trouble with you too?"

Zhou Tian nodded and said, "Yes, a green hair and a yellow hair came to my store to buy cigarettes this morning, saying that my cigarette was fake and asked me to pay them a few thousand dollars, otherwise I would smash my store."

"You're not hurt, right? By the way, isn't your cigarette fake?" As soon as he talked about cigarettes, Hei San became addicted to cigarettes again. After taking out a long time, he took out an empty box.

"I was injured but I didn't hurt, but I broke two bottles of wine." Seeing that Hei Sanyan was gone, Zhou Tian took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him, "The serious 'Hongpaishan', I can't see who the brand is worth."

Hei San took the "Hongdaishan" handed over by Zhou Tian, ​​lit it and squirted it, saying, "Your cigarette doesn't look fake, but why does it smell so much wine?"

Can nonsense be scented without alcohol? A whole bottle of "Golden Bafu" has been poured on it. If it weren't for the hot drying fast this day, you might not have been able to illuminate it.

"It's like wine." Zhou Tian whispered, and Yingzi also brought Zhou Tian's noodles at this time.

"Brother Tian's noodles are ready." Yingzi put the cold noodles in front of Zhou Tian, ​​snatched the cigarette from Hei San's hand and said, "Brother, please stop smoking, especially..." Yingzi glanced at Zhou Tian and swallowed the words afterwards.

"It's okay, it's okay, your brother, I'm in good health..." Hei San stopped before he finished speaking.

Zhou Tian looked at the door with Heisan and Yingzi's eyes, and six or seven gangsters with various hair dyed in the store came into the store.

"Brother, just eat your noodles. Don't worry about this. Yingzi hurried back to the kitchen and never came out." Hei San took the cigarette from Yingzi's hand and whispered.

"Well, brother, be careful." Yingzi looked at Hei San with some concern, but she still hid in the kitchen as Hei San said.

As for Zhou Tian, ​​he obediently lowered his head and sucked his noodles. It was not that Zhou Tian didn’t help, but that he had to have enough food to fight, but that was not the cold noodles made by Yingzi himself.

"How did you tell you yesterday? Are the money ready?" The gangster with a feather duster head took a stick more than two feet long, shook it in front of Hei San's eyes, and said.

"Don't you think that the conditions are too much. You can earn 5,000 yuan a month. Do you think my small noodle restaurant can earn 5,000 yuan a month?" Hei San stood behind a table and picked up a chair on his hand - this kid would also be "Lushan Shenglong Baba"?

"Then we don't care. If we don't have money, we will smash the shop." The feather duster waved his hand, and the gangsters next to him surrounded him.

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