Chapter 46 Chicken feather duster

It was already noon when I sent the two gangsters away. I only drank a can of "Red Wu" on Sunday, and my stomach began to rumble.

I'm not going to eat these fakes in the store on Sunday. Let's go to the noodle restaurant in the west for a hot meal. Of course, you can also look at the girl with two eyes...

After locking the door of the store, he went straight to the noodle shop on Sunday. Now there are not only gross tickets in Zhoutian's pocket, but also a large handful of one piece and two fifty. I plan to eat a bowl of noodles and add five yuan of meat on Sunday to have a good time - the girl Yingzi promised a 20% discount on Sunday.

It's time for dinner, so there are a lot of people in this noodle restaurant. Of course, in addition to eating, there are also many uncles and aunts who come to rub the air conditioner. In this summer, the surrounding noodle restaurant is the coolest. As soon as the cool breeze blew, there was another deck of cards, and several people gathered around a table - the place to eat was occupied by the uncles and aunts, so I couldn't find a good place on Sunday, so I had to sit down in a place with the air conditioner. Normally, the air conditioner is on in this room, and it should be quite cool even where the air conditioner can't be blown. However, in order to save electricity, Hei San's grandson turned on the air conditioner to the minimum, so that he sweated on his back before he began to eat noodles on Sunday.

"Brother is coming. What do you want? Third brother will make it for you right away. Make sure it's enough." Seeing that Sunday was coming, Hei San, who stood at the door of the kitchen and talked about his cigarette butts, greeted him and said attentively. This Sunday is the edible oil supplier of Hei San. We have to wait for it. We will look forward to Sunday when we buy cheap oil in the future.

"Ramen, add five yuan of meat... By the way, third brother, don't be too stingy to save money. Can you turn on the air conditioner? I haven't started eating yet, but I'm sweating. After eating, it's like taking a shower." I wiped the sweat on my face on Sunday - I was rich in washing my hands.

"You've wronged my brother. It's not that I don't turn on the air conditioner, but the uncles and aunts don't want to. I'm going to open it up. In case their old cold legs are hooked out, my store can't be opened. Look, brother, don't I sweat on my forehead too?" Hei San pointed to the old man and aunt who played mahjong at the table, no Nai's handstand said, "Brother, I think it's hot to drink ramen. Let's drink a whole bowl of cold noodles. It's not for you. We can eat cold noodles as popsicles."

"Yes... Then let's have a bowl of cold noodles." Zhou Tian turned his head and looked at the uncles and aunts. They all looked like bean sprouts, and they were basically scattered at the touch. Although the black three opened black shops, there were also times when he was fooked.

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

"Third brother, how can I let Yingzi's sister cook today?" I looked into the kitchen on Sunday and saw that the warbler was busy in it.

"Isn't there nothing we can do?" Hei San took a cigarette and said, "I don't know where a few hoodlums have come from these two days. They are always making trouble with this. Either the noodles are not cooked, or there are worms in the dishes. There are also two bastards who saw that Yingzi is beautiful and move their hands and feet. Yingzi almost suffered a loss. Do you think, do I dare to let Yingzi stand outside? This is not me? Yingzi changed her position. She was in charge of the following dishes and so on. I took care of the guests outside to clean up the table.

"Who doesn't want to die? He dares to make trouble with the third brother and beat him." Why, the black shopkeeper is a rip-off, and the family doesn't recognize the family.

"I'm not afraid of one or two people. The problem is that there are seven or eight people in this gangster, and he is not sure to come. Although I know a few friends, we are biased enough. We can't let them stare here all the time." Hei San threw his fart on the ground and stepped on it fiercely. "These grandchildren are coming again. I cut a few of them to let them know that I am not vegetarian."

"Yes, third brother, is there a yellow hair and a green hair to make trouble with you?" Hearing Hei San's words, Sunday remembered the two guys in the morning.

"There should be. Those people's hair are all dyed, red and green, and one is dyed colorful, like a feather duster." Hei San thought for a moment and said, "Did someone go to your place to make trouble?"

Zhou Tian nodded and said, "Yes, a green hair and a yellow hair came to my store to buy cigarettes this morning. They said that my cigarette was fake and asked me to compensate them thousands of yuan, or I would smash my store."

"Isn't it hurt? By the way, isn't your cigarette fake?" Speaking of cigarettes, Hei San became addicted to smoking again. After a long time, he took out an empty box.

"I didn't hurt, but I broke two bottles of wine." Seeing that the black three cigarettes were gone on Sunday, I took out a box of cigarettes from my pocket and handed it to him, "The serious 'red mountain'. I can't see who the sign is to blame."

Hei San took over the "Hongtao Mountain" handed over on Sunday, and took two mouthfuls and said, "Your cigarette doesn't look fake, but why does it smell like so much wine?"

Can nonsense be without the smell of alcohol? A whole bottle of "Jin Ba Fu" has been poured on it. If it hadn't been hot and dry quickly, you wouldn't have been able to order it.

"Wine-flavored." I had a laugh on Sunday. It happened that at this time, Yingzi also brought Zhoutian's noodles.

"Brother Tian's face is ready." Yingzi put the cold noodles in front of Zhou Tian, grabbed the smoke in the black three hands and said, "Brother, smoke less, especially..." Yingzi glanced at Zhou Tian and swallowed the following sentence.

"It's okay, it's okay, your brother and I'm in good health..." Hei San stopped without finishing his words.

Zhou Tian followed the eyes of Hei San and Yingzi to the door. Six or seven hoodlums with various hairs came into the store.

"Brother, just eat your noodles. Don't worry about this. Yingzi, go back to the kitchen quickly. Don't come out." Hei San took the cigarette in Yingzi's hand and whispered.

"Yes, brother, be careful." Yingzi looked at Hei San with some worry, but he still hid in the kitchen according to Hei San's words.

As for Sunday, he is also obedient to lower his head and suck up his noodles. It's not that he doesn't help on Sunday. If you want to fight, you have to eat enough first. Besides, this cold noodles is made by the warbler himself.

"What happened to what I told you yesterday? Is 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.

"Sue brothers don't think that the condition is a little too much. It's 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 at the edge of his hand - will this boy also be "Lushan Shenglongba"?

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

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