Chapter 48

There are people from all over the world on the train, and some people often play tricks. The staff in the dining car have been specially trained before taking up their jobs. You must keep your eyes open for this situation!
It's okay for the little girl to take her things and leave, her aunt is still here, adults can't leave!

Anya said she was going to buy a meal but didn't pay for it. The middle-aged woman was in a hurry, and without thinking, she quickly searched her pockets: "How much?"

"137."

"What did you say?!" The middle-aged woman's hand that was about to take the money paused, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.

Is it 13 yuan and 7?It's just two boxed lunches. When did the train's meals become so expensive? This is a money grab!
"137 yuan, big sister!"

The staff of the dining car spoke Mandarin perfectly, and the middle-aged woman stayed for half a minute before regaining her composure and shouting:
"You're not robbing money, you're robbing a bank, are you? Are you so unscrupulous, you want 137 yuan for two meals?!"

Sure enough, I met someone who wanted to blame me, but fortunately I caught my lord...

The staff turned his body helplessly, and before he could speak, the middle-aged woman pointed at the price list pasted on the wall behind him and yelled even more fiercely: "Look, look, it's written on your own price list , a box lunch is only one yuan! Everyone come to comment—"

"Sister, the two box lunches your niece took just now are white meat in casserole!"

Casserole white meat is the most expensive price in the box lunch, and a portion costs two yuan.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes down and saw the price that stood out among all the boxed lunches, and she was so angry that she had scolded "Xiaobing" hundreds of times in her heart, but now it is urgent to put this The price is clear:

"What's the matter with the casserole of white meat? The casserole of white meat costs two yuan a box, and two boxes cost 4 yuan. Where did you calculate 137? Let me tell you, it's not as black as you, and I asked your leaders to come over— "

"But your niece said that her uncle still wants to drink, and took a bottle of Moutai!"

The staff was also a little annoyed by the woman's scolding, and pointed their fingers at the top column of drinks, and there was a line of bold words printed on that column: 53° Maotai liquor - 133 yuan/bottle.

The middle-aged woman felt dizzy.

"Xiaobing" was also wearing a messenger bag. When she squeezed over, she saw that "Xiaobing"'s hand had just been pulled out of the bag. Could it be that she was not paying the money, but collecting alcohol?

"You, you are messing around, this is, this is driving up prices, speculation, speculation! What kind of wine is so expensive, more expensive than a month's salary..."

A passenger who was eating next to him couldn't stand it anymore: "Sister, you can't wrong people.

53°Moutai is a retail price set by the state. The national standard is 128 yuan a bottle, and the transportation fee of 5 yuan must be added to the train. How can this be called price gouging and speculation? "

Moutai for 133 yuan, plus two casserole white meat lunch boxes, isn’t it 137 yuan?

This account is clear, how else to calculate?
If you can't come, you have to pay 137 yuan?The middle-aged woman was so distressed that her liver trembled: "Whoever asks you for the wine, whoever you ask for the money, it's none of my business? I don't know that person!"

Just now, these two people were calling each other "Xiaobing" and "aunt" affectionately. They failed to renege on their debts and left, so they turned their faces and said they didn't know each other?

Everyone is watching here, trying to play someone for a fool!The staff of the dining car called the police without hesitation: "This man wants to renege on his debt!"

The middle-aged woman suddenly panicked: "Comrade, I really don't know that little girl—"

"She called the little girl 'Xiaobing', and that girl called her 'aunt'!" Naturally, there were enthusiastic "Chaoyang people" in the dining car to help her supplement.

"...I didn't let her buy wine, it's none of my business..."

"Hehe, you can't be so shameless if you are a rascal. The bottle of Moutai has been taken away. Maybe you have already opened the bottle to drink it. You say it's none of your business?

You are not her mother but also her aunt. If her mother asked her to take the train with you, she must have entrusted her to you. The child is not yet an adult, and you, the aunt, have to be responsible for what your niece does! "

Middle-aged women want to vomit blood!

Who is that girl's aunt!She is not such a treacherous niece!Unexpectedly, she, Qiu Xiaohong, has been a mother for 30 years, and today she has a baby!
The junction of carriage 11.

He Dongyang looked at the site already occupied by others, and felt a little panicked: "Brother, where is the girl who sat on the ground just now?"

The person who just found a place to sit didn't know it, and shook his head blankly: "When I came here, I saw that there was just an empty space here, and I sat there. I didn't see any girls."

An old comrade who was standing next to the train door took a look at it just now: "It seems to be walking over there with a 50-[-]-year-old woman."

How could Xiaoya follow others so easily?

He Dong was sweating all over his back, and he didn't have time to think about this question. Before the train stopped at any platform, Anya must still be on the train, so he hurriedly chased after the train.

After passing a carriage, I saw Anya approaching with two lunch boxes with a smile on her face: "Dong Yang, it's time to eat!"

He Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't see you just now, and I asked others that you followed a woman—"

Anya stuffed the rice into his hand: "It's okay, eat it while it's hot, it's white meat in a casserole, it's delicious."

At this time, the food cooked on the train dining car is still very good, and because food stamps are not required, some people will buy several copies and take them home for a toothpaste at home...

As soon as He Dongyang took the foam lunch box and opened it, he couldn't help swallowing: "How much is a box? I'll give you the money later."

He's a man, he doesn't eat soft food, how can Anya invite him?He Dongyang planned to treat Anya to this meal.

Anya bit a piece of white meat in casserole into her mouth, and squinted her eyes happily: "It didn't cost any money. There was a kind-hearted person who told me well, and rushed to buy it for me."

And I also gave a bottle of Moutai for free. This thing is good. It can be kept for 20 years, and it can be auctioned for more than [-] yuan, and the price is out of stock!Comfortable!
(Qiu Xiaohong: Get lost! Whoever tells you the truth will rush to buy it for you!)
Anya is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage. Since she accepted these two boxed meals, she definitely thinks it is acceptable.

He Dongyang didn't ask any more questions, and if he asked again, he was afraid that his saliva would flow out, so he quickly picked up the lunch box with chopsticks.

Anya quickly moved her lunch box over: "I can't finish eating so much food, you hurry over halfway."

He Dongyang is just half a child, when he was eating poor old man, when he heard Anya say this, he turned his chopsticks upside down and pulled a small half of rice from her lunch box: "This is enough for me—"

Anya held her chopsticks upside down, regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones, and aggressively rushed half of the food over: "Then feed the cat, what is enough!"

Fearing that the food would be spilled, Anya lowered her head and got very close. He Dongyang looked down at her long eyelashes. A heart was like a dandelion, shaking and shaking, and flew up gently.

(End of this chapter)

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