Middle-aged greasy uncle and world-weary girl

Chapter 185 Jiang Jun's Purpose!

This shop is very old, and most of the surroundings are made of wood, and the grains of these woods have already had unclean colors. As Jiang Jun said, this is a shop that has been around for a hundred years.

The store is run by an old lady and a young lady. The old lady looks like she is not in her 80s, but she is more than seventy years old. The younger one looks younger, a little girl in her 20s. Girl, she looks a little unclean but has extremely white teeth. When she smiles, her eyes are crooked, so simple that it makes people feel distressed.

Seeing Jiang Jun coming, the old lady smiled and said, "Hey, isn't this stupid? Haha." She is too old, even her laughter is weak.

"Well, excuse me." Jiang Jun smiled.

"Are you bringing friends here this time?" the old lady laughed.

"Come with me." Jiang Jun smiled.

When Zhao Yi heard Jiang Jun's words, he couldn't help looking at him a little high. He didn't say whether he was a friend, because he also knew that his identity was different, so insisting that he was his friend was a bit too close to suspicion, and it was easy to provoke him. People are dissatisfied, so saying "the one who came with me" can more accurately express the current relationship between myself and Jiang Jun.

Moreover, the most important thing, he seemed to be telling himself deliberately, in fact, I knew you followed me a long time ago.

"Is it the same?" the old lady smiled.

"En." Jiang Jun responded.

"What about this gentleman?" The old lady looked at Zhao Yi.

"Same." Zhao Yi said.

"Okay!" The old lady responded, turned around and took her granddaughter to prepare Liangpi.

The cold skin is a whole piece, and the old lady needs to cut it now, because the old lady is getting old, and the hand holding the knife is shaking. This can't help but make Zhao Yi remind fear, what if it is a knife cutter?
Compared to Zhao Yi, Jiang Jun looked much more relaxed, with a faint smile on his face all the time.

The old lady didn't have a cutter hand, and although her trembling hands were not very agile, it was not difficult to see her sophistication in making Liangpi, it's just that her hands were shaking a little.

A piece of Liangpi and a piece of Roujiamo were brought to Jiang Jun and Zhao Yi. Jiang Jun couldn't wait a long time ago. He tapped his chopsticks neatly on the table and gobbled it up.

Zhao Yi first took a look at the appearance of the Liangpi. From the appearance, it seemed to be similar to what he usually ate, not different.

He glanced at the bamboo chopsticks and hesitated for a moment. In fact, he felt that these chopsticks were not hygienic. He wanted to use disposable chopsticks, but after searching around, he found that there seemed to be none in the shop.

Raising his eyebrows, he could only compromise, and took a sip of the cold skin.

It was just this bite, a look of astonishment flashed across Zhao Yi's poker face, and then the next bite, this second bite was not as slow as the first one, the movement seemed a little impatient, at this moment he I also forgot whether I was using disposable chopsticks.

Delicious, covering all the lack of detail.

Jiang Jun took the first mouthful of the cold noodle, but at the end, it was Zhao Yi who ate first. He looked at the soup left on the plate, and the taste was still unsatisfactory.

He reached into his inner pocket, took out his wallet, and took out a hundred-yuan bill from it.

At this time, Jiang Jun had just finished eating the last bite of Liangpi, and there was still a mouthful of Roujiamo left. He put the last bite of Roujiamo into his mouth, and stopped Zhao Yi with his other hand.

Zhao Yi wanted to talk about paying the bill, but was stopped by Jiang Jun. He looked at Jiang Jun for no reason, not understanding what Jiang Jun meant.

"Let me pay the bill, it's not about money." Jiang Jun said.

Zhao Yi is a smart person, and after hearing that it was not a matter of money, he took back the money.

Jiang Jun didn't even finish chewing the roujiamo in his mouth, he got up and walked to the front, and said to the old grandma: "Grandma, I will eat your Liangpi again for nothing, hahaha."

"Hahahahaha..." The old lady smiled happily, and she looked happier than receiving the money.

Afterwards, Jiang Jun said to the girl over there: "Huiying, I'm leaving." At the same time as he spoke, Jiang Jun secretly hid the change he had prepared in advance under the bowl.

Seeing this, the girl named Huiying was about to speak, but Jiang Jun immediately gave her a look and motioned her to put it away so that grandma wouldn't see it.

Huiying smiled shyly and stopped talking.

"okay."

"Let's go." Jiang Jun greeted.

The old lady said: "Silly, come again."

"Okay." Jiang Jun responded.

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Jiang Jun took Zhao Yi to walk in this old alley, and introduced him to whatever he encountered.

Zhao Yi silently remembered that although they were all useless things, he could smell an ancient cultural flavor from what Jiang Jun said.

Smelling a smell of culture has nothing to do with being useful, it is a kind of cultivating sentiment.

In short, listening to these things, my impetuous heart suddenly calmed down a lot, and the rhythm of life also slowed down.

Without knowing it, Zhao Yi also had a faint sense of satisfaction on his face, just like Jiang Jun.

Here Jiang Jun was still talking incessantly, he casually glanced at the time, and suddenly turned pale with shock.

"Fuck!" Jiang Jun yelled.

Zhao Yi listened eagerly, and heard Jiang Jun swearing, he couldn't help being taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously.

"That what..." Jiang Jun looked at the time on the phone, and said in a panic: "I have something to do, I don't have to hurry, I don't want to talk, I'm leaving!"

Before Zhao Yi could speak, Jiang Jun disappeared, faster than the children chasing him in the alley.

Although he didn't know why Jiang Jun ran away and disappeared, but Zhao Yi remembered Jiang Jun talking about the gravel road just now, and his interest was aroused.

Ah cough——

Zhao Yi cleared his eyes and saw that there was no one around, so he squatted down and took off his shoes.

At the moment when Zhao Yi squatted down, Jiang Jun ran back again.Zhao Yi stood up again, blushing, pretending to be nonchalant.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, do you know how many layers there are in millefeuille?" Jiang Jun asked with a smile.

Zhao Yi: "..."

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Jun smiled happily: "Actually, there are only five or six floors, usually five floors."

After saying this, Jiang Jun ran away again, this time Jiang Jun ran faster than the last time Jiang Jun ran, and in the end, Zhao Yi didn't allow a word.

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When Zhao Yi went back, he was barefoot.

Seeing this, the secretary hurried forward and said in a panic, "Mr. Zhao, you are..."

"It's okay." Zhao Yi waved his hand, didn't say any extra words, and got into the luxury car directly.

The secretary looked puzzled, walked around the car, and sat in the driver's seat.

"Go back." Zhao Yi looked at the alley over there.

"Oh." The secretary was a little dazed.

I don't know if it's a hallucination or what, but he seems to find a vague sense of comfort on Zhao Yi's face?

Zhao Yi, who only smiles in front of his younger sister Zhao Anqing, actually smiled! ?

The secretary has never dared to accept the fact that such a thing is like melting half of the iceberg in ten thousand years, which is really terrible.

Zhao Yi felt that the secretary kept looking at him from the rearview mirror of the car, and he frowned.

"Is there something on my face?" Zhao Yi asked coldly.

"No, no." The secretary said hurriedly.

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Zhao Yi returned to his hotel.

He sat in front of the office, pondered for a while, took Jiang Jun's document again, detoured the thread wrapped around it, took out the document inside and read it again...

The difference from last time is that this time he read very slowly, very seriously.

Zhao Yi, who may lose tens of thousands of dollars if he misses work for one minute, patiently looked at an ordinary Jiang Jun who could no longer be ordinary. This time he did not look at the face of his sister Zhao Anqing, but himself I want to see, I want to know about this man who can walk barefoot in the alley.

From this point of view, it was three hours.

Three hours later, he saw a key message, that is, Jiang Jun is working as a rider recently.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi frowned. He slowly put down Jiang Jun's personal information, and muttered, "Do you deliver food?"

He squeezed his chin, recalling all the things that happened with Jiang Jun today... A man came to Xi'an to start a business, and he often frequented the snack street without doing anything all day.

Zhao Yi suddenly woke up!

He's doing market research! ?

After thinking about it, Zhao Yi felt that this was not right. If he was doing market research, he should not only go to these few snack streets. He needed to do too much data and travel to too many cities.

So the question is, what is he going to do?

"Delivery...delivery...delivery..."

Zhao Yi repeated these words over and over again, and he felt that the most critical information should be on the food delivery.

suddenly!

Zhao Yi suddenly raised his head!
He's not doing market research!
His market research should have been done long ago!
If I didn't guess wrong, he already had detailed data on the eating preferences of local residents during the time he was delivering food!

So, he came here this time to look for products!
(End of this chapter)