It takes some time to cook the medicinal food. The first person Zhou Ze waited for in the office was Yingying, not Mingming.
"boss?"
Bai Yingying shouted from the office door.
Zhou Ze came out.
"Boss, what are you doing here? Aren't you playing games?"
Bai Yingying glanced inside the Internet cafe and saw people playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds on many screens.
"The owner of the Internet cafe is a cook. He is cooking for me. I am waiting to eat."
Of course Zhou Ze couldn't say that he was waiting to boil the medicine and take it.
Otherwise, how should I answer when Bai Yingying asks again what disease the medicine cures
"Ah, then Madam Xu must be very sad. You won't drink his juice anymore.
Now you don’t even eat the food he cooks.”
Bai Yingying looked like she felt sorry for her colleague, but her eyes quickly turned to the bar.
"Go and have fun. I'll call you when I'm leaving."
"Okay."
Bai Yingying immediately ran to the bar to recharge, and then happily went to the top-of-the-line VIP room which cost 80 yuan per hour.
Zhou Ze stood at the bar, picked up a pack of cigarettes, opened it, took out a cigarette and lit it.
It happened that Qu Zhenzhen came down from the second floor and saw Zhou Ze taking a cigarette. She didn't say anything, but walked to the bar with an expressionless face to organize things.
Zhou Ze suddenly felt like a bad neighbor, eating and taking things from other people's homes.
Zhou Ze didn't want to see this girl being cold all the time. Her brother was a self-harmer and a medicinal cook. He couldn't always have a stern face and act like a big shot.
"Your brother is quite handsome, he looks like Li Yifeng."
The Internet cafe is a bit noisy.
After hearing what Zhou Ze said, Qu Zhenzhen looked up at Zhou Ze with some doubt and asked:
"Looks like **?"
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"I guess so. Uncle ** is quite handsome." Zhou Ze admitted it.
"Today, it was my fault. My brother has already taught me a lesson." Qu Zhenzhen sighed, "But that woman dared to scold my brother and beat him. I really can't stand it."
"The truth is, you are not ordinary people, but if you want to live like an ordinary person, you still need to adjust your mentality."
"What about you?" Qu Zhenzhen looked at Zhou Ze. "The girl who just passed by, you must be familiar with her, right? If someone in the Internet cafe scolded her and beat her, how would you react?"
"I will continue to smoke my cigarette." Zhou Ze said calmly.
Qu Zhenzhen wrinkled her nose. She really couldn't have any good feelings towards Zhou Ze. She stopped talking and sat down to organize the things in front of her.
Zhou Ze exhaled a smoke ring and glanced at Bai Yingying who was sitting in the VIP glass box over there.
joke,
Who dares to provoke her, scold her, or hit her
Will she flirt with you
It's possible that they will eat you alive.
Zhou Ze has seen Bai Yingying's true appearance.
But this brother and sister were really blind. They couldn't see that they were ghost catchers and insisted that they were tomb robbers. They also couldn't tell that Bai Yingying was a zombie.
The fragrance came,
Zhou Ze turned around.
I saw classmate Mingming walking down the stairs carrying a casserole.
Zhou Ze took the initiative to step forward and asked, "Is it hot?"
“A little bit.” Mingming replied.
Qu Mingming was about to say, "It's okay, he can do it himself, no need for Zhou Ze's help."
But who knew that Zhou Ze's next sentence would be:
"Then be careful and don't spill it. I've been waiting for so long."
“… …” Mingming.
Serve the casserole.
A set of antique bowls and chopsticks were placed around.
Zhou Ze took the porcelain bowl in his hand, played with it for a while, admired the delicate carvings on it, and said:
"How luxurious! It must have come from the imperial kiln during the Qianlong period, right?"
"Mr. Zhou has a good eye. Do you collect antiques?"
Zhou Ze laughed in his heart.
The way he lived in his previous life, he had no money or time to play with antiques.
He recognized this pair of bowls because there was a pair of them among Yingying's burial objects. When Zhou Ze pawned them, the pair of porcelain bowls was worth more than 500,000 yuan.
"Is being a Chinese medicine practitioner very rich?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.
Most people can't afford to eat from this kind of bowl. It's like living on half a million dollars.
“It’s actually not that bad, but now Chinese medicine has been overhyped, and many pyramid schemes like to use Chinese medicine as a name;
Moreover, real Chinese medicine requires time to cultivate and settle, and it is difficult to learn it quickly, so there are really not many truly qualified Chinese medicine practitioners active in society.”
Qu Mingming personally served Zhou Ze a bowl of soup, which was just soup, without any vegetables or messy supplements in it. The soup was beautiful and clear, and it didn't feel greasy at all.
Zhou Ze had secretly drunk some red spider lily oral liquid beforehand, so he could naturally pick up the bowl slowly and take a sip.
Delicious,
Very delicious.
And after drinking it,
It was as if a warm current instantly rushed into my stomach.
I drank a few more sips.
After waiting for a while,
I just felt several small streams of heat flowing continuously through my limbs and bones, and finally, they all went downwards.
Converging towards an unspeakable location.
"Oh."
This effect,
That's awesome.
Catch up with Brother Wei.
Qu Mingming gave Zhou Zesheng the second bowl, placed it in front of Zhou Ze, and made a "please" gesture.
"I'm a little full."
Zhou Ze said as he picked up the bowl again.
After taking a sip, he asked:
"Why don't you drink?"
Qu Mingming heard this,
Smile slightly,
A little confidence,
everything,
All is said without words.
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that the soup was not as delicious as before.
"Mr. Zhou often visits tombs, so he naturally has a wide range of knowledge. However, I am very curious about one thing. There should be very few ancient tombs in the Tongcheng area. Why did Mr. Zhou choose to settle in this area?"
"If you like to go whoring, do you have to buy a house opposite the club?"
Qu Mingming nodded, seeming to think this sentence made sense.
"If Mr. Zhou has anything he needs to sell, you can send it to me. As you can see, I personally like to collect antiques."
"hehe."
Zhou Ze simply let the misunderstanding go on, nodded, and said:
"good."
After drinking the soup, Zhou Ze stood up and prepared to leave. Qu Mingming sent Zhou Ze to the door of the Internet cafe.
Bai Yingying was still playing there. Zhou Ze saw that she was having a great time, so he didn't call her. Anyway, her home was not far away, just across the street. Zhou Ze went back to the bookstore first.
At this moment,
The old Taoist priest just finished sweeping the road, oh no, he just finished his work to make a contribution to building a civilized city;
However, standing next to the old Taoist were two young men wearing urban management uniforms.
The old Taoist was caught between the two of them, feeling a little embarrassed, especially when he saw Zhou Ze just walking back, he felt a little at a loss as to what to do.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly.
Could it be that the old Taoist deserted his post and went to comfort the lost person
But that's not right.
I've never seen the urban management crackdown on prostitution.
"Is it him?" a young urban management officer pointed at Zhou Ze and asked.
“Well, hey, no, no…” The old Taoist started to explain something, but didn’t know how to explain it.
"Oh, it's you."
A young urban management officer walked forward a few steps, came in front of Zhou Ze, pointed at Zhou Ze's nose and scolded him:
"Are you his son?"
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze looked at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist was so frightened that he thought to himself that he was doomed.
"How do you act like a son!
In the middle of summer, you ask an old man to come out and sweep the streets. What if he gets a heat stroke? I tell you, you are abusing the old man!"
Zhou Ze licked his lips, but didn't rush to refute anything.
"We discovered it this time. I'm not a police officer, nor am I from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. I can't control you, but you have to know one thing: God is watching you.
No matter what your relationship with the old man was like in the past, as a son, you have to have a scale in your heart to weigh your conscience! "
Saying,
The young city management officer even reached out and patted Zhou Ze on the chest.
"Remember, I will come again next time. If I find you abusing the elderly again and making them sweep the streets under the scorching sun, you will be in trouble.
I'm a city manager.
What is the name of the urban management
Do you know?"
When the young urban management officer said this, he deliberately pretended to be fierce, and even used the title of urban management officer to defame himself in order to enhance the deterrent effect.
"hehe."
Zhou Ze smiled and nodded, took out a cigarette and handed it to the other person.
"Don't try to get close to me!"
The young city management officer didn't respond at all. "Be nice to the elderly, okay?"
After saying this, he walked to the old Taoist again, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Old man, next time your son is unfilial to you, tell us and you can go to the Urban Management Bureau to find us. We will seek justice for you!"
The old Taoist's face was uglier than crying. He looked at the young urban management officer in front of him with a conflicted look, and secretly glanced at his boss's reaction. He could only bite the bullet and send the two kind-hearted urban management officers away with many thanks.
Two urban management officers got on the official car next to them. One of them was answering a phone call and was not in a hurry to drive away.
The old Taoist walked to Zhou Ze tremblingly and explained carefully:
"Boss, listen to my explanation. They were the ones who came to ask me about my business. I just wanted to find an excuse to stop them from bothering me. Who knew that I would casually mention that it was my son who asked me to...
They took it seriously.
And you insisted on following me back to find my son..."
Zhou Ze blew out a smoke ring.
Looking at the old Taoist,
Shouted:
"father?"
“Ouch, ouch!!!!!!”
The old Taoist was so scared that he knelt down in front of Zhou Ze. If it wasn’t on this street, he would have kowtowed to Zhou Ze.
Mother,
It's gonna be bad!
It’s all over!
Zhou Ze threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said, "Stand up, they haven't left yet."
The old Taoist could only stand up again, but his face turned green with fright.
"Is there still a talisman in your crotch?"
"No, no, the talisman paper handed down from our ancestors is very precious and rare. We used it all up last time. The last time was the last one."
Zhou Ze simply ignored the old Taoist's words.
Pointing to the city management official lane over there:
"Go put a talisman on the back of their car."
After that,
Zhou Ze walked straight into the bookstore.
"Put a talisman on the back of the car?"
The old Taoist turned his head in confusion, but found nothing unusual.
But I thought the boss wouldn't play tricks on me.
He immediately took out the cow's tears from his pocket and wiped it.
The old Taoist was stunned.
Previously, the rear parking space of the city management official vehicle was empty.
But now,
It was filled with pale wreaths!