After being insulted by Zhang for a few words, Chu Heng ran out of the store in despair.
That old guy was so blunt in his words and didn't know how to be tactful at all. There was really no way we could continue the conversation that day.
When he returned to the grain store, he was in time for lunch.
The employees have all started to have lunch. Some eat steamed buns and pickles, while others eat steamed buns and stir-fry. However, overall they are lackluster and there are no oil stars to be seen, even though it is still in the New Year.
Director Chu walked around the room, paid attention to the people, and then returned to the office.
Little Miss Ni didn't eat at the moment. She was lying on the table in a daze. She pursed her lips and smiled from time to time. She didn't know what she was thinking about without being ashamed.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, she quickly sat up and looked back. Seeing that her man was back, the girl smiled crookedly and stood up to help the man get his bag: "You're back."
Chu Heng handed her the bag, kissed the girl on the cheek, and asked, "Why didn't you eat?"
"Waiting for you." Ni Yinghong put her bag on his table.
Chu Heng was a little moved after hearing this. He stepped forward and patted the girl's big butt, causing a wave of waves: "I'll eat what you have to eat. What are you waiting for me to do? What should I do if my butt is hungry and thin?"
"Oops, it hurts."
The girl rubbed her butt, turned around and glanced at him, then walked towards the kitchen: "You sit down and rest for a while, I'll get the food."
"This stupid woman."
Chu Heng suddenly felt a little guilty. If he had known that the girl was waiting for him, he would not have looked at Zhang.
Feeling guilty, Director Chu quickly picked up the kettle and made a cup of honey water for Miss Ni. Finally, he made some tea for himself, then moved a chair and sat next to Ni Yinghong's seat, eagerly waiting for the meal.
After a while, Ni Yinghong came in carrying two aluminum lunch boxes.
Smelling the fragrance of honey in the air, the girl subconsciously glanced at her water glass. After seeing the steaming honey water inside, she smiled sweetly at the caring man and put the lunch box on the table: "Eat quickly."
Ni Yinghong looked very hungry, eating big mouthfuls of steamed buns, her little mouth was always bulging, it was like a certain moment...
Chu Heng saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He stretched out his chopsticks and flipped through his box of stir-fried bacon with cabbage slices that was specially made with less oil and meat to cater to Miss Ni. He picked up two pieces of meat from the bottom of the lunch box and put them on the table.
The girl held the steamed bun in her hand and said, "From now on, you can eat first before I come back. You don't have to wait for me. I'll show you how hungry you are."
Ni Yinghong's bulging pink cheeks squirmed a few times, she swallowed the food in her mouth hard, and said gently: "I want to wait for you to eat together. Nothing I eat tastes good without you."
"Tsk."
Chu Heng smacked his lips and was so moved that he stretched out his hand to touch the girl's head with loving eyes, and solemnly promised: "As long as nothing happens in the future, I will definitely come back for dinner."
"Well, then I will keep waiting for you." The girl smiled sweetly, picked up a piece of meat on the bun, and put it in front of the man: "You can eat it too."
A simple lunch, turned into dog food by these two people, would make anyone sick to death.
It didn't take long for the two of them to have enough to eat and drink.
After Miss Ni finished washing the dishes, Director Chu went to close the door and locked it.
The two of them were affectionate for a while, and then the guy brought up the idea of eating ice cream.
At first the girl resisted, but later she couldn't stand the man's obsession, so she reluctantly ate one.
Soon the two of them couldn't help but start studying flower arrangements.
After a long time.
The exhausted Ni Yinghong leaned on the chair and rolled her eyes, while Chu Heng rubbed the male dog's waist and wiped the water stains on the ground with a mop.
The stove is burning hot today and the room is extremely damp.
…
The sun and the moon rotate, and days pass by in an instant.
The genius was bright, so Chu Heng got on his bike and rushed to the pigeon market. He had been going there for several days, but he still couldn't find the old man selling wine, and he didn't know if he would be able to gain anything today.
It didn't take long for him to arrive.
After walking into the market for a while, he habitually glanced at the place where the old wine seller usually set up his stall. Immediately, a look of surprise appeared on his face, as if he had seen a daddy dog.
The old man finally arrived. He was sitting on a small horse and greeting the guests. His voice was still loud and could be heard from a distance.
Chu Heng was no longer in a hurry, took out the cigarette lighter, smoked one after another, and stood not far away waiting for the guests to leave.
It didn't take long for the guest to complete the transaction with the old man, giving him a dollar and taking away a piece of Polygonum multiflorum.
Seeing this, Chu Heng quickly squeezed out his eyes and walked forward, squatted down, smiled and cupped his hands to the old man, and handed him another cigarette: "Happy Chinese New Year, gentlemen."
"happy New Year."
The old man smiled and saluted, took the cigarette and lit it, saying: "The tiger penis wine will have to wait for a while, why don't you order something else? I just made some cistanche deserticola."
"Hey, I want to buy something else today." Chu Heng leaned forward and whispered to the old man: "Man, I want to buy your recipe for tiger whip wine!"
"Go ahead and play with your balls!"
The old man rolled his eyes at him, waved his hand and said, "There's no need to talk about this. I won't sell it, even if I pay you any amount of money. Just go and do whatever you want."
"Don't be impatient, just listen to what I have to say." Chu Heng, who had Chu Jianshe's backing, was confident. He said with a smile: "I want it sincerely. As long as you are willing to sell, the terms can be whatever you want.
If you want money, give me money, if you want work, give me work, and if you want to be promoted, I can find ways to move around."
In fact, money is not the first priority these days. A decent job is what people pursue. It would be better if you can become an official. He doesn't believe that the old man is not tempted.
The old man hesitated after hearing this. He frowned and hesitated for a while, then looked at Chu Heng a few more times and asked, "Any conditions are acceptable?"
Chu Heng didn't dare to say too harshly, for fear that the old man would say loudly: "You tell me first and let's see. I won't hesitate if you can do it. If not, we'll just study it."
The old man swallowed hard, but did not tell him the conditions first, but said to him: "This is a recipe passed down from our ancestors. It was originally used by princes and nobles."
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids and said, "Don't try this trick. I know how good the tiger penis wine is, so just tell me the conditions."
"Then I'll tell you." The old man grinned, revealing his white teeth, shining like a butcher's knife: "I have three conditions. One is to give me two thousand yuan, and the other is to give it to my boss.
The house, and the third is to find a job for my grandson. As long as you can do it, you can take this recipe and I can also teach you how to mix wine!"
Chu Heng asked quickly: "Where does your boss work?"
The old man's conditions, including money and work, were easy to handle, but he didn't dare to vouch for the house. What if he and Chu Jianshe didn't know each other in the old man's eldest son's workplace, or they didn't have a strong relationship with each other?
It's not difficult anymore.
"Steel rolling mill, they are going to build a building this year, do you have a way?" The old man stared at Chu Heng with burning eyes. Among these conditions, the one he cared about the most was the house. His family of more than a dozen people, old and young, were all crowded.
In the three small rooms, the youngest is currently talking about a partner, because he has been unable to decide on the house.
Chu Heng immediately laughed when he heard this. What a coincidence.
