Chapter 126 Lively

[Tiandao for the People] Ten thousand words update: the third update!

He Yiyu didn't expect that the master's influence had reached such a level soon after he returned to China. No one dared to stop him from making trouble at the airport. It seems that the master's style has not changed, and people will be in awe wherever he goes. Relying on learning a few tricks from Ye Hetu, He Yiyu is still confident to deal with the young man who just wanted to trouble him. Unexpectedly, before he took action, the other party was completely scared away by the master sitting in the seat.

"Let's go and take you to play."

When the smoke was about to go out, Ye Hetu stood up and said to several people behind him that he didn't choose to throw cigarette butts this time, otherwise the aunt or uncle who was swept the floor would be fined. The cigarette butts were accurately thrown into the trash can 20 meters away, patting their buttocks, and the group rushed out of the waiting room. Of course, Ye Hetu, the boss of the four, has to wash the dust for the newly arrived brothers, although flying is not like taking a train, but full of dust.

"Master, where are we going next?" The nine fingers were vague and unclear. Lin Yi didn't mind anything. The master arranged for him to go anywhere. He Yiyu was the same, but the nine fingers, who was addicted to alcohol, should ask.

"I'll take you to eat hot pot."

Stopped a taxi, and Ye Hetu turned around and smiled. Four people got into a taxi. The narrow space was squeezed in by four old men, causing a shaking. The driver looked at the people behind him in surprise, and his shoulders were pressed by Lin Yi.

"Concretion on driving."

The taxi driver, who was so scared that he didn't dare to take a breath, thought that he had met the rumored taxi gangster. Looking at Lin Yi's cold appearance, he regretted that he shouldn't have stopped just now. This is good. If he can't earn the gas money, he has to be upside down.

"Master, where are you going?"

He Yiyu turned his head and asked Ye Hetu beside him. Ye Hetu closed his eyes peacefully and whispered, "Dongcheng Justice Road."

Take the bus and take a break. No one disturbs you. The host usually doesn't speak at this time. The three of them are well aware of this truth, so they sit quietly in the car. The driver is puzzled and feels dead, as if there is no one in the car. He couldn't help turning his head and looking at it. Lin Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, patted the driver on the shoulder and signaled not to It was eventful, so the worried driver tried his best to go to the location set by Ye Hetu.

The car stopped for more than half an hour.

And at this time, Ye Hetu opened his eyes, looked out of the window and said, "It's here. You can get out of the car."

The door opened, and four people got out of the car. Lin Yi handed the driver a stack of life coins and said, "You don't have to look for more. It's a reward for you."

The driver who was hit by the surprise held the RMB under his hand to confirm it and said with a smile, "Thank you, uncle."

After the driver left here in a taxi, Lin Yi shook his head and wondered, "My surname is Lin. Why did he call me Uncle Xie?"

The smiling nine fingers made peace beside him and said, "For good, I didn't call you Uncle Li."

"Fure yours."

Lin Yi, who turned the corner, scolded. I don't know if my brain doesn't work well.

Ye Hetu didn't bother to pay attention to this group of living treasures, so he let them toss around. Anyway, there was no trouble. I saw the photo of the hot pot restaurant. It still looks like that. It hasn't changed at all. Looking at the hot pot restaurant, I feel familiar. He shook his head and walked in directly without thinking about it. The paintings hanging on the wall no longer exist, and the store is relatively deserted. It is not the peak of passenger flow, so I can't see many people. There was a jingling sound from the kitchen. Needless to say, it must be Yang Luo cutting vegetables. This kind of man will definitely get a good daughter-in-law in the future. After all, the book says that if you want to capture women's peace of mind, you must control their stomachs.

Uncle Fu, the boss, lay on the table and smoked. He should be bored and couldn't find anything to do, and there was one more person in the store. Naturally, it was Yang Guoqiang introduced by Ye Hetu. He seriously wiped the table that had already been wiped clean by him several times. At this moment, when he saw a guest coming, he quickly came over and asked, "If you want to eat something, sit down first, I'll be there soon..."

When Yang Guoqiang saw Ye Hetu with a smile on his face, he was stunned for a moment. Maybe he felt that this face was very familiar in his impression, and then threw away the rag and said in surprise, "You are the big brother!"

"What's the fuss, Xiao Yang, isn't it that your uncle said that you should be calm, otherwise how can you achieve a big thing in the future?" Uncle Fu, who was lying on the table smoking, turned around and nagging. When he saw Ye Hetu coming, he was also stunned for a moment. Maybe he didn't expect Ye Hetu to return to the store so soon.

"Uncle Fu, your nagging problem has not changed."

Ye Hetu, who smiled and said with a simple smile, moved a stool and sat down opposite Uncle Fu. The three people behind him did nothing. Before he was ordered, he could not break the rules in anything. The most important thing to come out was to be trustworthy.

"Xiao Ye, you are too much of a face to Uncle Fu. Why don't you let people sit down?" Uncle Fu stood up and said to several people of Ye Hetu. Ye Hetu nod and signaled that they could sit down. Uncle Fu, who was busy dealing with the guests, didn't seem to see Ye Hetu's movements.

The owner should know the boss. Lin Yi and He Yiyu sat down one after another, but Jiuzhi asked, "Boss, do you have any wine in your store?"

"Wine? You have seen that there is no wine in a hot pot restaurant. It's not a pure man to eat hot pot without drinking. I'll call you how much you want to drink. Uncle Fu pretended to be angry and said to Jiuzhi. Uncle Fu, who is about alcohol**, smelled the smell of alcohol from his nine fingers, which was many times more mellow than the wine in his store.

Nine fingers looked at Ye Hetu and wanted to understand the meaning of the master. Ye Hetu had no choice but to spread out his hand and said, "Drink as much as you can. Pay for it yourself. I won't treat you guys to a drink."

"Then let's have an appetizer first." Nine fingers are decisive.

"Good." Uncle Fu ran to the counter to drink wine. When he held a wine glass that could hold two taels, he remembered that it seemed to be not that much. After thinking about it, he clearly remembered that what he said was to have a catty of appetizer first. Uncle Fu was ashamed. One catty of appetizer was awesome. At least few men dared to boast that a thousand cups were not drunk. If you are not drunk, you will be released after you are drunk. Is it the young man or the new generation of Distillers? Uncle Fu, who changed a sea bowl, filled the wine and took it over to the nine fingers.

Yang Guoqiang ran into the kitchen and made a hot pot on his own initiative. He planned to use the money he earned to invite the eldest brother to have a meal, which could provide him with a decent job. In his eyes, it was the reincarnation of the Great Compassionate Bodhisattva. Some people will forget some people in their lives who have helped you, but they will never forget the people who give you a second chance to be a human being. The kindness of dripping water should be rejuvenated by a spring. It can't be rejuvenated now. It can be ten years later, twenty years later, and even until the day of death. It was Ye Hetu who told him that he could only kneel down to his parents, and it was Ye Hetu who gave him a stable job now. If it hadn't been for Ye Hetu, he would have rushed to the hot pot restaurant to apply for a job, and it would never be as smooth as it is now.

If you treat me as a national scholar, I will repay you with a national scholar.

Uncle Fu has long been used to the busy life, and Ye Hetu has no intention of coming forward to help. Now there is a little superfluous to help. There are few opportunities to come here in the future. Even if he comes forward to help, Uncle Fu will not agree. Ye Hetu, who is familiar with Uncle Fu's temper, sits on his seat and drinks tea. He Yiyu and Lin Yi tasted the tea in the store. After taking a sip, he praised the good tea and asked the master what the tea was. Ye Hetu replied about the eagle tea. The two tea blind people didn't know the origin and didn't ask much.

At this time, another person came in at the door of the store. Everyone looked at it. He was a teenager who looked like a student. Ye Hetu looked at it. It was Fu Xingbo, the son of Uncle Fu. He heard from Uncle Fu that he seemed to be studying in the city's No. 5 Middle School. 5 Middle School. His grades were not bad, and he could hold several certificates home every year. The probability of entering a famous school is very high. Ye Hetu didn't take long to look away. He Yiyu didn't have much interest in the new Fu Xingbo and no longer paid attention to it.

Fu Xingbo, who came in, put down a few books in his hand and ran to his father and said, "Dad, I have a classmate's birthday today. I called them to our store to celebrate their birthday. You have to prepare for it."

Uncle Fu frowned and said, "I don't want you to bring your classmates here."

"What era is it now? There is still this kind of idea. As I said, they have to pay for all the expenses in the store. I don't treat them to eat and drink for free."

Fu Xingbo, who picked up the teapot and poured it for a while, said carelessly.

Uncle Fu, who looked a little better, asked, "Where are they? When will they arrive?"

Fu Xingbo pointed to the outside and said, "Tell them to park the car and come in. Go and prepare it quickly."

Uncle Fu had no choice but to go into the kitchen and ask Yang Luoduo to prepare dishes. Fu Xingbo saw a table of Ye Hetu and diverted his eyes. Although he did not know the identity of the extra people next to Ye Hetu, he did not have a good impression on Ye Hetu. He was not a waiter in the store. There was no need to make do with it.

A group of student-like people walked into the store and sat in their seats and chatted happily under the arrangement of Fu Xingbo.

The two unreliable tables slowly waited for the dishes to be served.