Afraid of scaring his boss, Bai Chuan quickly got out of the car and shouted, "I have it, I have it, how much does it cost, boss?"
The breakfast shop owner took a careful look at Meng Jiu'an's face, and then he boldly replied to the smiling soldier in front of him: "The meat buns are ten cents each, and the last six in the cage will be counted as your fifty cents."
Bai Chuan smiled and waved his hands, about to speak.
"That won't work! If the people's soldiers don't take a stitch from the people, they will take whatever they need!"
Suddenly, the stone-hard voice of the ice-faced soldier came out again, frightening the boss.
He quickly took the money from Bai Chuan's hand, without daring to say another word, quickly retreated into the store and packed it up quickly.
Bai Chuan glanced at Meng Jiu'an angrily and handed over the bun in his hand:
"The people's soldiers have no money, but they have strong words!"
Meng Jiu'an rushed to the military area for a meeting and did not bother to have breakfast. After two hours of meeting, his stomach was already hungry. He was not polite to Bai Chuan. He took the buns and ate them. He took half a bite of the big meat buns as big as his palm. The vicious Bai Chuan was frightened by the food appearance.
"No, why are you so cruel when you eat a steamed bun?!"
Bai Chuan couldn't help but complain about his old friend. He could tell that since he met his sister-in-law, his heart had never been at peace. His mood fluctuated so much that he lost his usual composure.
Meng Jiuan glanced at him sideways, then turned his gaze back to look directly in the direction Yu Changle left, still biting the meat buns in his mouth.
"I said, if you are worried, just follow up and take a look."
Bai Chuan was used to Meng Jiu'an ignoring others, so he still kept talking to himself: "What's the point of hiding here and sulking? Could it be that... I'm scared?!"
"puff!"
Meng Jiu'an almost choked to death at Bai Chuan's words. A big mouthful of meat buns stuck in his throat. His face turned red from holding it in. He coughed several times before he regained his breath and turned to glare at the instigator.
"Cough...cough...me? Sulking?"
The blush on Meng Jiu'an's face had not faded, and he said anxiously: "Are you still scared?! I, Meng Jiu'an, have never been scared!"
It was rare to see Meng Jiu'an with such mood swings. Bai Chuan only found it interesting and wished he could tease him more: "Yes, who are you? Captain Meng Dal, who are you afraid of? I didn't know who was even afraid of the car just now." I don’t dare to do it, I just dare to vent my anger on the boss.”
"...."
Meng Jiu'an wanted to refute, but he also felt that his attitude towards the boss just now was indeed not very good, and he was a little unreasonable. He held it in for a long time and replied: "Who took it off? I told the truth, I just don't have money."
This aroused Bai Chuan's curiosity: "No way, didn't our group distribute some subsidies and food stamps a few days ago? Did they use up so quickly? You are too delicious..."
"What are you thinking about!"
Meng Jiu'an became very angry when he mentioned this matter: "I went back home the day before yesterday and gave the money and tickets... to Yu Changle."
Thinking of Yu Changle's suggestion that she borrowed it, he felt uncomfortable for no reason, and the word "borrowed" came to his lips abruptly.
"Okay, Lao Meng!"
Bai Chuan suddenly smiled brightly: "It's a shame that I worry about you and don't feel sorry for you. Isn't that why you think about your family? Yes, you are still making progress after getting married!"
Meng Jiu'an looked at the street where no one had been seen for a long time, and his voice was a little dull: "Use you? Just take the carrot and worry less."
"Hey! You!" Bai Chuan was so angry at him, "Do the people in your company know that you have such a bad mouth?!"
Meng Jiu'an crumpled the paper leftover from eating the buns into a ball and stuffed it into Bai Chuan's hand: "Take it, don't affect my driving."
After saying that, he started the car and drove towards the army, regardless of Baichuan chattering anxiously and pale-faced at the side.
The breakfast shop owner who had been burying his head and pretending to be busy closing up finally let out a sigh of relief when he saw the car on the roadside finally leaving. He was afraid that he might accidentally get into trouble. The aura of the iceberg-faced soldier just now was quite scary!
Here Yu Changle was warmly invited by Liu Bo and dragged into a restaurant. He almost laughed out loud when he saw the name.
There are three eye-catching red words on the huge signboard - Welcome!
When the hospitable boss saw the guest, he rushed forward to greet him:
"Welcome, what do you two want to eat? Our store has eight major cuisines from all over the world. There is nothing you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't order!"
The series of words that came out of his mouth, with the unique warmth of a businessman, coupled with the enthusiastic smile, made people feel good as soon as they walked in the door.
Liu Bo was obviously a regular customer of this store. He waved his hand and said, "Get a three-piece suit!"
"Okay, you two, please take a seat." The boss shouted to the kitchen, "A three-piece set!"
Yu Changle was a little curious: "What is a three-piece suit?"
"The three-piece set is their three signature dishes."
Liu Bo chuckled: "This store is a time-honored Jinbo store. The owner's grandfather opened it for fifty years, right?"
When Liu Bo introduced the history of the store to Yu Changle, the boss spoke enthusiastically: "Fifty-three years ago, my father passed it on to my father, and my father passed it on to me."
The boss looks rich and always eats. His chubby face makes his eyes disappear when he smiles. He is very lovable.
Yu Changle was amazed that such an old store could survive the war and chaos before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he became more and more curious.
"Fifty-three years! That's amazing. It's a truly time-honored restaurant. What are its three signature dishes?"
Seeing that the customer is interested, the boss is also happy to have someone brag: "That's right. Thanks to these three dishes, we can feed our whole family. It is said that my grandfather fled from Shankakali to Jinbo City... ....”
"Oh! When people ask you what three dishes you want, who wants to hear you talk about your grandfather's escape? Even if you talk about it at noon tomorrow, you won't be able to finish it!"
Liu Bo knew that this boss talked a lot, so he quickly interrupted him and urged: "Hurry up and order the food. If you wait any longer, I will be full of your bragging!"
The boss smiled sheepishly and honestly, and added: "They are all freshly made to ensure the taste. It will take a little longer. Wait a moment, I will help you with the dishes."
After a while, the boss brought a plate of dishes to the table with a smile.
"This is the first dish - cold chicken slices."
The chicken was sliced thinly and piled in the shape of a hill on the plate. There were no other side dishes except green onions. The bright red spicy oil poured down from the top of the hill and covered the entire plate. It looked mouth-watering.
Yu Changle couldn't help but swallowed subconsciously. Since she was reborn in the 1980s, these days, it's either noodles or dumplings. She has never eaten a serious dish.
The plate of cold chicken slices in front of her was an exaggeration to say that it had its own brilliance in her eyes!
Liu Bo greeted generously: "Move your chopsticks! Do you want to try it?"
Yu Changle picked up a piece of chicken covered in red oil and took it into his mouth to savor it. Liu Bo and the boss beside him were waiting expectantly for her comments.
