Chapter 730

Afternoon

In a small restaurant near Harbin Railway Station in Northeast China, a man who looked about sixty years old came in and found a seat to sit down, called the waiter, and started ordering dishes. The man's face was calm, and he did not have long-distance travel or the fatigue and loneliness of leaving his hometown. He should have been the age of a hero, but his whole body was filled with a thrilling smell. He ordered two cold dishes casually, plus a portion of fish-flavored shredded pork, and after asking for half a pound of pork and scallion dumplings, he started to settle down.

Waiting for the meal, the boss is a very dull old man, who is similar to the customer who has ordered a lot of food after dinner, but compared to the latter, he obviously does not have the spirit and ability temperament. He sat behind the counter, looked up slightly, and glanced at the fact that his clothes were not high-end, at best, he could only be said to be a clean customer, but he had no interest at all. Yes, if there were really rich people these days, he would definitely not choose to eat in such a place.

There are very few customers in the restaurant, distributed in groups of three or three in every corner. The restaurants near the station are mostly of this kind. Not to mention the price, they are not worthy of the taste alone. The refreshed man did not talk to anyone. He put a leather bag that he had used for many years on the table, and then he looked at the menu and was stunned.

There are few customers, and the dishes are served quickly. The waiter with a slight freckle on his face slightly affected his appearance quickly served all the things he wanted, and then returned to the corner, sat lazy on the chair, staring at the TV and dozing off.

The man did not hurry and slow down. He pulled out a pair of chopsticks and savored the cold dishes silently. He was silent and solemn, with a look of remembrance. Does the man have a story, vicissitudes and frivolity, and can often be expressed in the most intuitive way through some small details. He hesitated gently, suddenly looked up, and called the waiter again, with a gentle voice, and laughed softly and said, according to the dish I wanted, I would like to put another serving and put it opposite me.

The waiter who came out to work before graduating from high school was slightly stunned, but he didn't say much, nodded and walked towards the kitchen. This kind of small restaurant with few traffic can only open high prices to make a living. Usually there is no kind reminder. They will do whatever the guests want. The more they want, the better. The man shook his head slightly and chuckled. Looking at the boss who was attracted by his strange behavior, he chuckled softly and said that the restaurant is a bit historical. Boss, I take the liberty to ask, do you have any idea of ​​transferring here? If so, tell me, the price is easy to negotiate.

The boss, who was originally a little curious about such customers, immediately became energetic. He thought he had met a big customer, and he was not afraid to be negligent with his small eyes flashing, and was full of ordinary people's mercy. He came opposite the man, sat on the same table with him, and said, "Brother, you are right, my store, don't think that the business is bad, but it is definitely the place that has existed the longest near the station. Before the station was renovated, we were always here and never moved. Although the family business of our ancestors is not big, it is also inheritance after all, not? Why, I like my place and want to buy it for business?

The man is still calm, without a look of attraction, nodding with a light look, and the Taoist is old, and wants to keep something that makes him feel at ease and live a good old age. Today, I just come and take a look. Boss, I don’t care about history. I just looked around and found that the so-called long-standing restaurants you call are actually not as popular as other places. They are all in this market. If you want to sell, let’s discuss the price.

The boss chuckled, gritted his teeth, and went to the counter to get a bottle of Erguotou and opened it. He gave the big customer opposite a full cup, looking like it was reasonable, but I have been here for so long and have feelings for this place. In this way, you are a real person, I don't say anything about you. If you want to take it down, I will give you one million. If you want to get it, I will be very complete. I can transfer the property immediately. In addition, I will give you a list of special dishes in a friendly manner. This is a deal that is not to lose or make money. No matter how little it is, I can't afford it.

The man smiled slightly, and to the boss's surprise, raised his head and said a word softly: "Okay"

The boss was stunned on the spot, blinked hard, and was overjoyed after confirming that he had heard it correctly. He picked up the wine glass and killed most of it in one breath. He said, "Brother is a cheerful person. If you didn't joke with me, you will decide this matter like this. You pay some deposit, house deeds, etc., I'll keep it for you. Oh, many people want to buy this place. If I hadn't gotten along with you, I would definitely not sell it for the price."

The man smiled carelessly, picked up a piece of Northeast skin, put it in a bowl, chewed it slowly, and ate it calmly

The boss secretly praised, as if he accidentally discovered that the person sitting beside him suddenly had a little more complex temperament. He could only sigh in his heart that the rich man is different. When he said 1.5 million, he was ready to be scared away in his heart. As for the recipe for the special dishes dedicated to friendship, it was nonsense and illusory. He even prepared the expressions and lines of his heart to reduce the price, but it was useless. The man who seemed not very rich agreed directly and made a big fuss for no reason. If anyone puts this kind of thing on him, there is no reason to cry.

The man who was about the same age as the boss nodded and nodded, looking at the waiter who had just served the same dish as the table, he was stunned.

The boss, who originally wanted to strike while the iron was hot, hesitated for a while, and unexpectedly did not disturb him. He quietly stood up and left the seat. Before leaving, he did not forget to push the bottle of Erguotou in front of the rich man, as a show of goodwill.

The man chuckled softly, picked up a clean cup from the side, poured the wine, and then clinked with his own wine glass, murmured to himself, "The Northeast is good, but such a large territory has left the deepest impression on me. Apart from the grave where you are always desolate but not lonely in heavy snow, there is only this small restaurant. This is the first place you brought me to. I am revisiting the old place now, and I will spend the rest of my life here, but I am pitiful. The woman I have been with me for so many years, ha, say

You will scold me for being useless? You said that some people, even if they die, will have hope, and some even if they are alive, don’t know what to pursue. At first, I didn’t believe this, but now I believe it, it should not be too late, but I never regret one thing, some things, some glory, belonging to me, no matter what, I will get it. Even if I give up some things and give up some people, maybe I, Chen Longxiang, will not be worthy of everyone in my life, but one thing, I did, at least, I am worthy of myself.

He took a deep breath, picked up two quilts and touched them, with a complicated smile, and said softly, "Old man, this cup, I wish you, I don't want to atone for my sins when I go back this time, but I will compensate you and do my best to do my best."

Chen Longxiang?

Great Bodhisattva?
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