turn the clouds

Chapter 9 Unfinished Business

The Tai Academy does not let students go home at noon.

At lunch time, the school cafeteria will provide students with free lunch.

Of course, this supply is not for the food of the book boys and maids.

So at noon, Chu Tianshu and the others had to go out to eat outside the school.

"Chu Tianshu, school is over, let's pick up the young masters first." Shen Siyuan shouted.

For this friend who used money to make friends, Shen Siyuan still liked it very much.

"Didn't the school not let them go home? Why pick them up?" Chu Tianshu asked.

"Of course I went to ask the young masters what they want for lunch." Shen Siyuan said.

"Isn't there food provided in the school?"

"The food in school is too monotonous, and the taste is also bland. No young master or lady would like to eat it."

"So we have to buy them?"

"correct."

Chu Tianshu nodded: "Life is pretty good."

This point is a bit similar to many students in his cognition.

"Let's go then."

After the morning class, there was no large-scale flow of people in the teaching building from the three-story building.

On the contrary, a group of people invaded the teaching building like a zombie besieging the city.

These are the schoolboys and maids of the young masters and ladies who attend classes in the building.

Chu Tianshu and Shen Siyuan squeezed together from the crowd into the graduation class where Qi Zhongliu was.

"Little Fatty, why didn't your Xiaokui come?" Seeing Chu Tianshu appearing with Shen Siyuan, the young man sitting in the back row of Qi Zhongliu patted Qi Zhongliu's shoulder: "Are you sick?"

"No, I've changed to a school boy." Qi Zhongliu casually answered the boy in the back seat, and then said to Chu Tianshu, "Go and buy me old man Zhao's pork knuckle, Yang's lychee cake, sister Cui's water Fire-soaked dog, oh yes, I also want a large cup of vanilla milk tea sold by the newcomer Yin Xiaomei."

"Okay." Chu Tianshu nodded.

These things are easy to remember, that is, after ordering so many dishes, there is no requirement for the portion.

Looks like I need to buy more.

Shen Siyuan, who was talking to the young master of the Shen family, has already got his task.

The two takeaway boys who got their own exclusive tasks were talking and left the classroom.

"Shen Siyuan, those shops that Young Master Seventeen mentioned...you know all about them, right?"

"I know all about it." Shen Siyuan replied: "I have been running around with Sister Xiaokui for more than half a month."

"By the way, speaking of Sister Xiaokui, is she okay in the mansion now?"

Chu Tianshu shook his head: "I don't know."

"Oh." Shen Siyuan's voice was drawn out.

"But I think Xiaokui is still single now." Chu Tianshu added.

Shen Siyuan was very happy at this moment, and when he was happy, he blushed all of a sudden.

"You...you tell me this...why?"

"It's nothing." Chu Tianshu smiled: "This is the shop of Mr. Zhao who sells pig hands?"

"Yes, this is the one." Shen Siyuan nodded.

It was different from Chu Tianshu's imagination.

These shops are not pushing carts crowded in front of the school when the students are out of school.

They have a shop. The shop is on the street opposite the school. The shop is very small. A shop is about a dozen or twenty square meters. , Shen Siyuan is similar.

In terms of identity, there shouldn't be much difference.

Old man Zhao's shop is a braised goods shop, and most of the items in the shop are meat.

It was a little hot at noon, and there were relatively few people who bought such heavy and greasy stuff as stewed goods. Chu Tianshu came to old man Zhao without waiting in line: "Grandpa, get me a pig's knuckle."

Old man Zhao was stunned for a long time and did not move.

Seeing this, Chu Tianshu shouted again: "Grandpa, I want to buy a pig's trotter."

"Ah? Oh, pig's hand, right?" Old man Zhao realized now: "You call me grandpa?"

"Is there any problem? Grandpa?" Chu Tianshu was puzzled.

"No problem." The wrinkles on Old Man Zhao's face deepened because of his smile: "What kind of pork knuckle do you want?"

"What flavors do they have?"

"Pork trotters come in two flavors: spicy and sugarcane."

Chu Tianshu looked at Shen Siyuan.

Shen Siyuan shook his head: "Why are you looking at me? I don't know, sister Xiaokui bought it before, how would I know."

Chu Tianshu nodded: "Then let's get one of the same."

"Okay." Old man Zhao smiled: "Two trotters, one is six cents, and two will cost you ten cents."

"Thank you, grandpa." Chu Tianshu handed over the money.

After leaving Old Man Zhao's booth, Shen Siyuan held back a word for a while: "What do you call that old man Grandpa?"

Chu Tianshu looked back: "Is there any problem?"

"That old man's status is too lowly. If you call him grandpa, it's a little low."

Chu Tianshu looked back at the 70-[-]-year-old man in the small shop, and said, "I don't think there is any problem."

Shen Siyuan was a little unhappy.

After that, the two of them didn't say a word, and bought all the food in a dull manner.

Qi Zhongliu's meal cost a total of eighty-six cents.

Chu Tianshu believed that this should be a very common lunch for Qi Zhongliu.

After bringing back the food, Qi Zhongliu came to the dining room with several classmates who had made good friends with him.

Chu Tianshu saw Shen Siyuan standing aside like a statue, so he followed suit and stood beside the people who were having dinner.

"Qi Zhongliu, your poem today is pretty good." A girl who was nibbling on a biscuit on the table said, "Is it convenient for Fang to write the whole poem for me?"

When Qi Zhongliu, who was gnawing on a pig's hand, heard this, he suddenly became nervous.

He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and looked proud. He pretended to be calm and said, "I'll write to you later. It's meal time. It's bad for your health to spend time and energy writing poems during meal time."

The girl said sullenly: "Didn't you say that it has already been written? Is it so difficult to promise me? Just copy it again."

"Okay, okay, I promise you." When Qi Zhongliu faced a beautiful girl, his ears were very soft.

Chu Tianshu yawned.

"Hee hee, thank you first." The girl gleefully opened her mouth to take a sip of milk tea: "Is that your new book boy?"

"That's right." Qi Zhongliu nodded: "How about it, is it worthy of my identity?"

"It's pretty good." The girl thought for a while and asked, "Can you sell him to me?"

Chu Tianshu frowned.

Qi Zhongliu shook his head: "Of course not."

"Chu Tianshu is the most satisfactory book boy I have used so far. I won't sell it for any amount of money you give."

The girl pouted: "Then when you want to change the book boy next time, can you sell him to me?"

Qi Zhongliu shook his head: "That won't work either."

"Why don't you sell it?" The girl puffed up her cheeks and frowned, looking very angry.

"Because I like this book boy very much."

"Stingy." The girl complained.

Qi Zhongliu was relieved to see that the girl was not chasing after her to buy her own book boy.

(End of this chapter)