At noon, Tian Mengxue, wearing a purple cheongsam, walked into the Weili Hotel. She was carrying a beautiful red handbag. She looked like a lady from a wealthy family. No one would have thought that she was just a flower girl selling food on the street two months ago.
The waiter in a new white uniform came forward with a black face and greeted: "Miss, are you here for dinner? Have you made a reservation?"
Tian Mengxue looked to be in her twenties, with a fair face and a slim figure. She smiled and said, "My surname is Tian. Mr. Di invited me here."
Zhang said with a black face: "It turns out to be Miss Tian. Our boss is waiting for you in box No. 4 on the second floor. Please come with me."
Tian Mengxue entered the box No. 4 and saw that besides Di Xiong, three other people had already arrived and were sitting there drinking tea. Tian Mengxue knew these three people, Li Laoshi, the rickshaw puller, and Zhu Newsboy, the young man selling newspapers along the street. The acrobatic Guan Qier, like Tian Mengxue, has another identity, they are the informants of Detective Di Xiong.
Every detective in the police station will spend a small amount of money to hire a few temporary informants in order to solve a case, and Di Xiong is no exception. But now that Di Xiong is no longer a detective, will he continue to hire them? Tian Mengxue was very worried. She believed that the other three informants had the same idea.
Di Xiong personally poured a cup of tea for Tian Mengxue and dispelled Tian Mengxue's doubts as soon as he opened his mouth: "Although I am no longer working in the police station, opening a restaurant also requires black and white information. Otherwise, if there is a mistake, the restaurant will have someone serve it. Yes, so you can rest assured that you can continue to work with me, and the funds will still be distributed. If you have important information, the bonus will be doubled."
Tian Mengxue took out a beautiful silver-white cigarette case from her pocket, took out three cigarettes from it, handed one to each of Di Xiong and Li Laoshi, put one on her bright red lips, and took out a delicate golden lighter to light it. cigarette. Li Laoshi is a middle-aged man about forty-five years old, while Zhu Newsboy and Guan Qier are just teenagers.
Di Xiong took the cigarette and put it on the table without smoking. Li Laoshi immediately lit it with a match, took a greedy sip, and said with a smile: "Good smoke! Boss Tian has changed the situation now."
Tian Mengxue smiled and said: "What kind of boss am I? I manage a small flower shop and just make a living. The capital is all provided by Brother Xiong. He is the real boss."
Di Xiong took out an ashtray and placed it in front of Tian Mengxue, saying: "It's better to smoke less. Don't learn the bad habits of those noble ladies. It's not good for your health."
Tian Mengxue said coldly: "These are troubled times. If you are not careful, your life will be lost. If you hadn't taken action that day, Brother Xiong, I would have been beaten to death by those gangsters. In troubled times, human life is as cheap as a dog. Can you live longer without smoking?" "
Di Xiong immediately stopped persuading him. He and Tian Mengxue had argued many times and never won, even though it was clear that he was right.
Di Xiong took out twelve silver dollars from his arms and gave three dollars to each person, saying: "This is the fund for this month. Your task is to keep an eye on the gang movements in this area, mainly the Qinglong Society and the Ghost Shadow Gang. The low-profit hotel I opened is in the overlapping area of the two gangs' territories. I refused their requests for protection money, and they may attack the hotel at any time. Although Detective Ma from the police station is covering it, it may not be useful."
Zhu Newsboy and Guan Qier took the silver coins in surprise. Guan Qier said: "So much money? Remember there was only one and a half oceans before." Guan Qier is not only an acrobatic, but also a peripheral member of the Qinglong Club, but every day in the Qinglong Club He was only given three jiaoyang per month, equivalent to sixty copper coins.
Di Xiong said: "I owed a debt before and was very tight on money. Now that I have opened a restaurant and earned more money, of course I have to give you more. After all, you also need to spend money to collect information."
Zhu Newsboy carefully put the silver dollar into his arms and smiled at Di Xiong: "It can be seen that Mr. Di has made a fortune, and we can also benefit from it."
Di Xiong took out a few more photos from his pocket, gave two to each person, and said: "I recently teamed up with a few brothers to destroy a gang. Two people slipped through the net and may retaliate against us at any time. The tall one with a scar face in the photo The middle-aged man’s name is Fei Bao, nicknamed Fei Laosi, and the short one’s name is Gou Zhongwei, nicknamed Little Dog. If you see the person in the photo, please report it to me in time. The reward is fifty yuan, and the contact information remains the same.”
Li Laoshi picked up the photo, looked at it, and asked: "It turns out that the Flying Eagle Gang was wiped out by Mr. Di. The newspaper boasted that it was the police station that wiped out the gang. The three leaders were killed, and of course Fei Laosi, the only one who escaped, was killed." Revenge, but the puppy is just a little minion, does Mr. Di take it so seriously?"
Di Xiong said: "I originally despised it, but a few days ago my two brothers Hong Tianlie and Wu Chunfeng were beaten in a casino and a teahouse respectively. If they had not been rescued in time, they would have died. Judging from the method of committing the crime, It's probably the puppy who did it, he used to be a sniper in the Flying Eagle Gang."
Di Xiong invited them to have another meal at the restaurant. After several people had eaten and drank, they left. Only Tian Mengxue stayed. She looked at Di Xiong with some resentment and said, "You haven't been to the flower shop for a long time. That's your property. When your restaurant opened, I sent someone to deliver a flower basket, but you didn't react at all."
Di Xiong smiled and said, "I believe you will take good care of the flower shop."
Tian Mengxue said anxiously: "Aren't you afraid that I will embezzle the money?"
Di Xiong smiled and said: "You are not that kind of person. Besides, how much money can such a small flower shop make? I said last time that the flower shop has already given it to you. How could you embezzle your own money?"
Tian Mengxue smiled and said: "I remember rejecting it at the time. Don't think that just because you gave the flower shop to me, you can stop being lazy."
Di Xiong said seriously: "The hotel has just opened and there are too many things going on. I will go there when I have time."
She pinched Di Xiong's arm hard, and when she saw the pain, Di Xiong took a breath, and then she left with a happy smile.
The afternoon is the quietest time in the hotel. Everyone is busy taking a nap to prepare for the peak passenger flow in the evening, except for shopkeeper Wu who is sitting at the counter. Di Xiong walked to the brand new yellow wood counter and saw shopkeeper Wu laying out the chess records again.
Di Xiong took one look at it and said with a smile: "Isn't this Huang Longshi's score of blood and tears? It seems that Mr. Wu has studied Go very deeply! Most chess players can't understand this score at all, and they won't have the patience to play it. "
Shopkeeper Wu looked at Di Xiong in surprise and said, "The boss can say the words Huang Longshi and Blood and Tears Pu, which shows that he is very good at chess. Why don't we play a game?"
Di Xiong said: "My chess skills are definitely not as good as Mr. Wu's, but I see that Mr. Wu has never been able to find an opponent, so I just played a few tricks and played with him in the next game."
Shopkeeper Wu was very happy to hear this and quickly brought a chair for Di Xiong to sit on and made him a pot of chrysanthemum tea. The two sat down and played Go. Shopkeeper Wu arranged the business with three consecutive stars. It was quite satisfactory, but Di Xiong started with the wrong small goal.
Di Xiong continued chatting: "Mr. Wu, does he know anything about the chef's meat buns?"
Shopkeeper Wu said: "Roubaozi is just his nickname. His real name is Bao Sanping. He is a greedy guy. He is good at cooking, but his hands and feet are not very clean."
Di Xiong said coldly: "If it's just dirty hands and feet, that's it. Xicheng Hotel is our biggest competitor. This time he actually accepted a twenty-dollar bribe from Xicheng Hotel to make some new dishes out of me. The recipe was sold to a big hotel, and a pack of MSG was also planned to be given away. Fortunately, Leng Hanbing discovered it, and both of them got the stolen goods. You will never see Bao Sanping again in the future."
MSG was made by Di Xiong using the knowledge of later generations. In fact, the food cooked at Weili Restaurant is not much better than that of other big restaurants. It mainly relies on the killer weapon of MSG.
Shopkeeper Wu understood the meaning of Di Xiong's last sentence, and his chess-playing hand trembled. Asked: "Leng Hanbing has not been in the hotel for a long time, how could he find out that Bao Sanping is a mole?"
Di Xiong said with a smile: "On the second day after Leng Hanbing came to the hotel, he discovered something suspicious about Bao Sanping and secretly followed him to find out. It seems that Leng Hanbing is suitable to be a supervisor."
Shopkeeper Wu said: "In this case, the hotel will have no chef. Boss, you can't always be a part-time chef, right?"
Di Xiong said with a smile: "It's not difficult to learn how to cook. I've already taught Du Yongzhong how to cook. He can work part-time as a chef!"
Du Yongzhong is the name of Du Ma Gan, and Du Ma Gan is just a nickname. He is now living a better life. He can eat three meals a day and eat meat. He is fatter than before and no longer looks like Ma Gan.
Shopkeeper Wu said: "I have finished reading the "New Mo Jing" that you revised. Did you change Mozi's teachings too much?"
Di Xiong found that shopkeeper Wu was always holding the tattered old "Mo Jing" to read, so he gave him a revised "New Mo Jing".
Di Xiong said: "The Mo Jing was written by Mozi more than 2,000 years ago. He could not have predicted the changes more than 2,000 years later. Therefore, many contents are no longer suitable for today's society. The only way is to delete the things that are not suitable for the times. , so that the essence of it can be passed down. I am very happy that you can read it. You are the first person to read the "New Mo Jing". You can see the difference between it and the old "Mo Jing". It shows that you are a very knowledgeable person.”
Shopkeeper Wu smiled bitterly and said, "You are the boss, and you order me to watch it. Do I dare not to watch it?"
Di Xiong said: "I have something to do when I go out, please keep an eye on the store."
Shopkeeper Wu said: "You haven't finished playing chess yet?"
Di Xiong, who had already reached the gate, said, "You have already lost."
Shopkeeper Wu was startled. When he took a closer look, he saw that one of his big dragons no longer had a ward. Sure enough, he had lost.
