Violators Club

Chapter 651 A Bowl of Rice
Chapter 651

At the end of the 90s, the national economy was taking off.

Compared with the previous era when you dare to fight and you will win, the current stage is more like a stage of crazily accumulating wealth.

It's not that there is no chance to make a fortune, but that making a fortune now requires brains.

In the past, everyone had no money, and even the basic living problems were not solved. Naturally, they would not want to go out to spend. On the one hand, there was no time, but the more important reason was that they had no money.

But according to Maslow's five levels of human needs?
After solving the basic survival problems, there will naturally be higher-level pursuits.

A very simple rule - dietary structure.

In the past, people's three meals a day were mainly staple food. A normal man can eat three to five catties of staple food every day.

But now let alone three or five catties, even one or two catties is enough.

Is it because people's stomachs have become smaller?
No, people in the past and people now have the same amount of food. The only difference is that modern people use vegetables, fruits, meat, etc. instead of staple food.

What does this mean?
It shows that everyone's life is getting better and better, and they are more willing to spend when they have money.

At the end of the 90s, it was the process of rice turning into vegetables, meat, egg and milk, but no matter in that era, there were always some smart people.

It's not that these people have much vision, or how capable they are.

They are actually ordinary people, but they look a little further than most people.

I dare not say it ten years ago, but at least 20 years ago at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Chen Changqing believed that there were absolutely not so many restaurants.

In fact, making money is not that difficult, and you don’t need to be smarter or far-sighted than others. These are things that big bosses need to think about. For a normal person, a person who wants to live a richer life than others.

A quick step, even half a step, is enough.

There is a restaurant at the foot of the mountain, its name is Wulong, which means nothing but Wudang Mountain + business is booming.

The boss is talkative and rich, with a gold necklace weighing a catty hanging around his neck.

The restaurant is not small, but the owner and his family can at most call a few relatives to help when they are busy.

Walking through the hall, you can see the boss of the back kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, frying quickly over a high heat, and there is a pot of frozen tofu with fish head smoldering in the sauce beside him.

You say he is rich?
Not to mention Chen Changqing, as a driver, Xu Si is richer than the boss.

You said he has no money?
But in the eyes of others, the owner who can open such a big restaurant is definitely considered a rich man, and the shining big gold chain is the proof.

Contentment and happiness, four words that seem to be very common, but it is really difficult to achieve.

At least in Chen Changqing's view, this sweaty boss who is busy in the back kitchen is happier than most people.

Even he is happier than Chen Changqing, don't look at Chen Changqing is rich, lives a long life, and has a higher social status than the boss, but this boss can make Chen Changqing vomit blood with a single word - I have a wife and children, do you have one?

There was a plate of washed nutmeg on the table, Xu Si took a bite, his mouth was full of honey, and he noticed Chen Changqing who was staring blankly at the back kitchen.

There was hesitation in Xu Si's eyes, and he looked at Chen Changqing tentatively:

"Boss, where are we going next?"

Chen Changqing glanced at him and said lightly:
"Southwest, Mount Emei!"

The boss's words made Xu Si's face bitter, and the nutmeg in his mouth was not as sweet as before:
"Really? The fortune teller said it's not suitable to go to the southwest."

Chen Changqing nodded, subconsciously came up in his mind the thirteen Tai Chi moves played by the old Taoist priest, and the three hexagrams hidden in this set of boxing techniques, which made his eyes flicker:
"I know, and this fortune teller is not simple."

Hong Yin?

If it wasn't for Chen Changqing to know some inside information, he probably really thought that Daoist Hong Yin was a master of strange arithmetic hidden in Wudang Mountain. After all, he could figure out that he was going to the southwest next, which was not easy in itself.

But it was precisely because he knew that the person who told his fortune was not Hong Yin, a Wudang Taoist who was trapped in the inner scene, that Chen Changqing felt that there was something wrong with him, and it could even be described as not simple.

This person is very afraid, what he is afraid of is not Chen Changqing, but the warning from Heaven!

So much so that he didn't even dare to mention his name, and even had to borrow Hong Yin's mouth, and Zhou Mengzhi dared to give these three hexagrams to himself.

As for whether it is that Zhou Sheng?
Chen Changqing didn't care, these fortune tellers were like this, they liked to kill themselves every now and then.

But then again, those little spicy chicks who don't have talent don't have the ability to make things happen.

Chen Changqing never cared about hexagrams, nor did he care about the so-called destiny.

If he really followed the trajectory of fate, he would still be working as an undercover agent in Xiangjiang.

On the other side, as Chen Changqing's voice fell, Xu Si looked a little uneasy. He secretly glanced at Chen Changqing, and then said weakly: "Boss, it is human nature to avoid disaster and seek good fortune."

This made Chen Changqing stunned for a moment. He looked at Xu Si with a bit of surprise on his brows:

"You actually understand?"

Xu Si looked at Chen Changqing speechlessly, and he pointed to his head:
"Boss, I don't like to use my brain, but it doesn't mean I have no brains."

At the beginning, when the old head master Zhou Meng performed the thirteen Tai Chi moves, Xu Si didn't understand.

But then with the change of Chen Changqing's position?
Xu Si realized that this was probably a divination, but this time the divination was not the copper coins on the table, but the whole temple as a table, and the old master's thirteen Tai Chi styles as the gossip, and finally deduced the hexagram image .

How is the hexagram?

Xu Si didn't understand, but he knew how to read words and expressions.

The boss's gloomy expression cannot be faked, and when the last two left, the boss said that he was going to the southwest, and the old boss Zhou Meng also said I wish you a smooth journey, Xu Si guessed that this hexagram might be Something will happen.

It's a pity that Chen Changqing didn't pay attention to these at all. He glanced at Xu Si and interrupted the topic rather bluntly:

"Do you understand the ground fire?"

Xu Si opened his mouth, and the topic change was too blunt, which made him want to complain.But the problem is that he is the driver, not the boss, and the situation is stronger than others, so he can only answer honestly:
"understood."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, and directly reprimanded him coldly: "It seems that I don't understand."

With a stiff expression, Xu Si looked at Chen Changqing helplessly:
"Then you don't understand?"

After the words fell, Chen Changqing looked at Xu Si with a pair of bright eyes:

"Usually, you look like a human, and you don't look like a fool."

Xu Si sighed and made a gesture of surrender:

"forget it."

What can I do?
The boss is beating himself, Xu Si is not a fool, how can he not see it, just thinking of the hexagrams of the old head Zhou Meng?

This made Xu Si's expression a little worried. This is not a good thing. The boss is an invincible master, with high defense, thick blood volume, and fast running. It is a proper template for the ultimate big boss. level is not enough.

In other words, shouldn't you explain yourself?

The fortune teller didn't say that he was short-lived.

On the other side, Chen Changqing, who noticed that Xu Si was exuding strong negative emotions, was still worried about the family's love. He thought for a while, and then asked:
"Are you afraid?"

Xu Si nodded, he looked at Chen Changqing seriously:
"A little bit, so can I not go? Boss, you also know the situation of our family. If I leave, my father..."

Chen Changqing patted Xu Si on the shoulder and said in relief:

"It's okay, you have a younger brother named Xu San."

Xu Si: "?"

On the other side, the owner of the restaurant with a big gold chain around his neck skillfully poured the stewed frozen tofu with fish head out of the pot. The steaming fish stew filled with thick and bright sauce red soup. .

With a handful of green chives sprinkled on top, the heat evaporates, and the color of the shallot flowers stained with water droplets becomes brighter.

"Two, the northern specialty fish head stewed Wudang frozen tofu is here. This is the three delicacies of the ground. It is served in a pot. There is also a piece of sauerkraut and white meat. It will be served in a while."

Silently looking at the few dishes in front of him, he smelled the strong fragrance.

Xu Si swallowed his saliva, he really wanted to say something, but seeing that Chen Changqing had already stretched out his chopsticks, ready to take away this tender piece of fish's cheek?

Extending the head is a knife, and retracting the head is also a knife.

After much deliberation?

Forget it, let's cook!

"Boss, bring me a bowl of rice."

(End of this chapter)