Violators Club

Chapter 431
Chapter 430

All walks of life have their own rules.

Generally speaking, there are five days of Chinese New Year holidays, starting from the 28th and continuing until the third day of junior high school.

Then there are more rules in restaurants.

Because cooking will be done on the [-]th day of the new year, some restaurants will postpone their opening to the seventh day of the new year.

Of course, if you are doing business by yourself, and the family is not short of money.

For example, pawn shops, antique shops, etc., they usually wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to open.

As for the opening on the day of the second dragon raising its head in February?

Seriously, less.

Because those who choose to open on this day, or use the dragon's air to lift their heads, such as corpse-carrying craftsmen, paper-making craftsmen, etc., they will open on this day, because they need to use the dragon's air to disperse dead air.

The other is to take the killing route, such as walking darts in ancient times, martial arts and so on.

They opened their doors on February [-], the day when the dragon raises its head, and they want to use the dragon spirit on this day to express that in the new year, they will move forward bravely like a dragon raising its head.

Mr. Hong's shop is a milk tea shop.

Although it does not have a history of hundreds of years, it can be regarded as a time-honored brand in this street.

But even the old tenants of Wutong Street, at most they only know that Hongji Milk Tea Shop was not a milk tea shop before, as for what kind of business is it?

No one asked, and no one cared about it.

The man in front of him is not simple. Since the other party has revealed the identity of Mr. Hong, it means that the other party is from the Guwu circle, and his identity is very special, because the information about Mr. Hong is top secret.

No one who knows this news is simple.

The only trouble is that it is not easy to judge whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend.

So after a short thought, the old man frowned:
"Do you really want to drink?"

The bearded man nodded, with an unmistakable smile on his face: "It's said that the visitor is a guest, and Hong Ji is considered a big family, so it doesn't mean that there are no rules like this?"

"Boom!"

In a small shop of more than 80 square meters, the fan on the ceiling whistled and spun, and the vegetable basket fell to the ground with a dull sound.

After all, the old man is a grand master, so he still has some confidence, but he is temporarily confused about the other party's way: "I don't know how old this guest is?"

Looking up at Mr. Hong, the bearded man said casually:

"Older than you, just call Mr. Guo."

Mr. Guo?
This makes some sense, the word sir is not something ordinary people can bear.

Frowning slightly, the old man's eyes flickered with thought.

Because in his impression, there does not seem to be such a Mr. Guo, but this does not bother the old man. He picked up the apron from the cash register and tied it. The old man looked up at the other party, and then asked:

"I wonder what flavor Mr. Guo likes?"

The bearded man's eyes were full of reminiscence. He seemed to have thought of something very interesting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I lived in the snow area for a while when I was young. I was very impressed by the local butter tea."

His surname is Guo, and his strength is very strong. It is conservatively estimated that he has the strength of a master. He has been to the snow area when he was young.

The brain was running fast, and figures kept flashing in the old man's mind.

While brewing black tea, he said lightly:

"Sorry, Mr. Guo, I only have milk tea here, not butter tea."

As for Mr. Hong's refusal, the bearded Mr. Guo shook his head with a calm expression on his face:

"It's okay, just have a cup of tea to quench your thirst."

After 5 minutes, a cup of freshly baked milk tea is ready.

Milk, black tea, and pearls boiled earlier in the morning.

Chen Changqing doesn't like pearl milk tea very much, but Ah Xue and May like it very much. Because pearls are troublesome to make, the old man usually cooks a large pot of pearls for later use. Whenever he wants to drink, he just scoops a spoonful of pearls.

After the milk tea was ready, the old man threw the half-worn apron on the shelf of the cash register, and walked over with the cup of milk tea:

"Mr. Guo, your tea is here. Please finish this cup. I don't know why you came, but I'm just the owner of a milk tea shop now."

"Clap" sound.

The Zhibao lighter was blazing, and Mr. Hong took out a cigarette from the special small box.

Mr. Hong, who never smoked on weekdays, lit up his eyes at this moment.

As a puff of blue smoke spewed out from the nasal cavity, the old man stared fixedly at Mr. Guo in front of him.

The sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing through the opponent fiercely.

The aura of a grandmaster is very strong. Although Mr. Hong is not a great grandmaster like Chen Changqing, what he lacks is not the "Tao", but his lack of physical strength, which makes him unable to deduce his own way. This is also a problem that plagues most grandmasters.

Because in this world, natural materials and earthly treasures are too rare to come by.

Even a monster like Chen Changqing would be killed by this level, let alone Mr. Hong.

Facing Mr. Hong's sharp eyes, this Mr. Guo's eyes were indifferent and fearless. He just calmly drank the milk tea in his cup, with a look of approval: "The tea is good, the taste is light but not scattered, do you have a family?"

The old man frowned tightly, staring at the other party firmly:

"When I was young, Fengliu passed by, but it is a pity that I have no heirs."

He wasn't sure about the strength of the bearded man in front of him, the only thing he knew was that the man was unfathomable.

However, at the next moment, Mr. Hong's face changed slightly with the words of the bearded man:
"It seems that you have a good relationship with your apprentice."

Frowning, Mr. Hong's expression changed a little bit, he pretended to be surprised:

"Can this be seen?"

The bearded Mr. Guo shook his head, he was born with a big skeleton.

Even sitting in a chair, it still feels like a terrifying beast.

But I don't know why, the other party's face has a somewhat unhealthy and sick look.

Facing the old man's question, the bearded man casually put the milk tea on the table and explained seriously:
"It's not watching, it's drinking!"

"Everything in the world has its own rules. For example, when you see ripples on the lake, you will subconsciously associate it with the wind. From your tea, I can taste the taste of family. You are waiting for someone, is it your apprentice?"

Subconsciously frowning, the old man curled his lips with regret and self-mockery:
"He won't come today."

If someone else saw it, the regret and sadness in the old man's eyes would probably have to be said, don't let waiting become a regret.

But the bearded man shook his head, looking unmoved:

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that you have him in your tea."

Taking a deep breath, the old man couldn't help but frown, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes:

"I have a normal relationship with him. Since you have investigated here, you must also have investigated that he rarely comes here."

But this mysterious Mr. Guo shook his head and directly exposed Mr. Hong's lie:

"People's feelings are mutual. If you have him in your tea, he will naturally have you in his life. I think you should be very clear that you can't lie to me about this kind of thing."

After the words fell, his eyes fixed on the bearded man in front of him.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

It feels as if the two armies are at war, a dangerous and serious confrontation, a domineering and strong breath rises in the old man's body, and with a deep breath, the cigarette held between his fingers is crushed:

"Does it have to be like this?"

The bearded man shook his head and stood up.

Sitting in a chair before, this mysterious Mr. Guo felt like a giant beast, but now when the other party stood up?
He is two meters four in height, with a thick frame and a bushy beard, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Even Mr. Hong couldn't help but look a little more solemn.

And as Mr. Hong finished speaking, Mr. Guo who stood up shook his head with a bit of regret on his face:

"I'm sorry, this matter has nothing to do with you, in fact, it has nothing to do with your apprentice, but the world is like this, and no one knows what will happen in the future. People are like this, and so are countries. This world is full of unknown dangers. "

"Unfortunately, for the sake of profit, I have to do this."

(End of this chapter)