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Chapter 569 Eating

Seeing that his third uncle and grandpa finally compromised, Chu Heng smiled with satisfaction, then waved his hand, took his wife and the two of them out of the grain store, and walked to the state-owned hotel on this street.

Wait until they go away.

Aunt Han couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Chu is so benevolent and righteous. This child really has no choice."

"But he is so benevolent." Another aunt was a little worried about him: "If other relatives of this old man see that he has benefited and come to look for Xiao Chu, there will be a lot of trouble."

"Everyone is worrying blindly. It's true that Chu Renyi is a young man, but he is not stupid. Do you think anyone can get a little bit of trouble from him?" Aunt Sun, who knew how much evil was in the thief's belly, understood this.

The women glanced at each other and walked over with mysterious faces, saying in a low voice: "Hey, have you heard? The widow Qin in the courtyard where Hengzi used to live was beaten by Hengzi's cousin because she was caught stealing a man.

We came up with a plan. At that time, that idiot was not wearing any clothes, and his buttocks were exposed..."

If you want to say this, we won’t be sleepy!

"Is your butt white?"

"Where's the girl? Is the girl wearing clothes?"

The eyes of several aunts suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly came over to share the melon while chattering.

Chu Heng was walking to the hotel while chatting with his third uncle and grandpa.

Xiao Ni followed him with slow and slow steps, an elegant smile on her face, and looked after the old man's family from time to time. She looked decent and generous, showing the style of the Chu family's big family.

Yang Qing, who was visiting the capital for the first time, followed behind and looked around. The ancient and dilapidated Forty-Nine City in the eyes of later generations looked so blooming in his eyes.

Thinking that he would have to go to a restaurant later, his heart was filled with anticipation.

State-owned hotel.

He had heard, seen, and smelled it, but had never been in it.

It can be said that this is his first time!

With Yang Qing's expectation, the group arrived at the place quickly.

It's dinner time now, and there are many customers in the store.

In the lobby, which has twelve tables, ten tables are already occupied by guests.

Except there are two tables that are occupied by leaders of nearby units.

The remaining eight tables were all occupied by young people wearing green clothes and red sleeve bands on their arms.

These grandsons are regular visitors here, and they come here every now and then to have a meal, and every time they are lavish, spending a lot of money.

As for where the money came from?

Hey……

At this time, the new service staff in the store were already so busy that everyone's face almost looked like a donkey's face.

They were always cursing when the food was served.

"Hey, hey, didn't you see me serving the food? Come on quickly, you don't have any eyesight, why do you have eyes?"

"Hurry up and put your feet down! I'll put them on the stool and chop them for you, believe it or not?"

"A bunch of bastards!"



The guests could only dare to be angry but dare not say anything about this. Even the young people who were used to being arrogant could only accept it at this moment.

After all, they still need to eat. If they are in a hurry and they give you some water to wash the pot, spit some saliva, and pee some, where do you know where to go?

Furthermore, the people who dared to scold them all had good status. They couldn't catch people's pain and couldn't deal with them for a while, so they had to endure it.

At this time, Chu Heng led people into the hotel, and when he saw the young people at the tables, he had an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

Meeting a bunch of flies in a restaurant is really off-putting!

Seeing someone entering the house, a young man sitting next to the door subconsciously looked back. When he saw Ni Yinghong, who had a graceful figure and a face like a fairy, his face couldn't help but show a touch of surprise, and soon he habitually pouted.

He opened his mouth, preparing to blow a rogue whistle and tease this beauty.

When his companion saw him, he hurriedly reached out and covered the guy's mouth, and warned in a low voice: "You really don't want to live anymore? This is Xiao Mengchang, come in!"

The young man was immediately horrified, and immediately lowered his head with a guilty conscience, plucked the food in the bowl, and filled it with ostriches.

"Little bastard!"

Chu Heng, who had already noticed the situation here, glanced at the grandson coldly, ignored them, and walked past the table.

Xiao Ni followed him with a smile, her white chin raised slightly.

Having her husband around is more effective than holding ten dogs, and she feels more secure!

Hotel manager Qiu Rong also noticed them at this time. He quickly put down what he was doing, squirmed his fat body, and trotted over: "Hey, Director Chu is here. I'm neglecting you. I'm neglecting you."

"Brother Qiu."

Chu Heng politely took out a cigarette and handed one over, and asked with a smile: "What good stuff do you have today?"

"Yellow croaker, it was just delivered this morning, and it's still jumping around." Qiu Rong took the smoke and said with a smile.

Chu Heng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Then let's have steamed Huahuang, and the rest...twice-cooked pork, game crabs, mapo tofu, four pounds of steamed buns as staple food, and you can get two bottles of wine.

, that’s all.”

"Too much, too much." When the third uncle and grandpa heard that he asked for so many good things, he hurriedly stepped forward, took Qiu Rong's hand, and said, "Don't listen to him, just give us two bowls of noodles."

That’s it.”

"This..." Qiu Rong looked at Chu Heng in embarrassment.

"Just do as I say." Chu Heng smiled and waved his hand.

"Okay, you go sit down on the ground first, and I'll go to the kitchen to explain." Qiu Rong nodded at him, turned around and ran to the kitchen.

He had to specifically instruct the cook not to use pot water for cooking, otherwise, the cook would be in trouble!

You know, this old man’s nose is as sharp as a dog’s!

Seeing that he still couldn't stop it, the third uncle and grandpa turned to look at Chu Heng with a wry smile and complained: "I told you not to do it too much, how can you let me eat like this?"

"I want them all. If you don't eat them, you will have to throw them away." Chu Heng smiled and took the old man's wrist, led him to sit in front of an empty room with no one, and continued chatting about home affairs.

Yang Qing had no intention of chatting with them at this time. He was swallowing his saliva while looking at the delicious dishes on the other tables. He had eaten a pancake in the morning, and his stomach was already thundering!

This smells so delicious!

It smells better than anything I smelled at the door of a hotel in Langfang!

A few moments.

Qiu Rong, who had been in the kitchen for a long time after being warned by Qian, finally came out. Then he quickly made a pot of tea and delivered it to Chu Heng's table himself.

"Come on, Director Chu, this is tea brought back from the south by a relative of mine. How do you like it?"

"Hey, you, thank you so much." Chu Heng quickly reached out and took it, put it on the table, and invited with a smile: "I think you have nothing to do, how about you also have a drink together? We two brothers are having a good time.

No more sitting and drinking together."

"Why aren't you busy? Didn't you see that these ancestors are giving up their lives? If I get drunk at your place, they will all be able to go to the house to reveal their tiles. Do you believe it?" Qiu Rong pointed to those few with a wry smile.

The waiter said: "I'm sure it won't work today. I'll treat you to another day."

"That's it." Chu Heng smiled. He had also heard about these new ancestors in the hotel. Each one had a bigger temper than the other. He didn't know how many guests he had beaten.

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