Chapter nine hundred and sixteen: the most stingy little old man
Mr. Zhang's thin face was suddenly stunned. He pointed at his nose, looked at Mr. Zhu in disbelief and said, "Old Zhu, you said you were waiting for me?"
Mr. Zhu smiled calmly and said: "Yes, otherwise you really think that I am sitting at home with nothing to do, so I have to come here to grab a private room with you and have a few words with you?"
Mr. Zhang simply pulled up a chair and sat next to Mr. Zhu, still looking suspicious, and said: "Old man Zhu, don't you feel that you are wrong and deliberately find yourself under the steps? The relationship between us is not good yet.
Let’s go to the point of eating at the same table.”
Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "You, a junior, just don't know how to respect your elders."
Mr. Zhang said: "Come on, don't rely on me to be old. It's not useful. Thirty years ago, you were an old man and I was a young man. Now, thirty years later, you are an old man and I am also an old man.
, I can say it for the last time, we are equals."
Mr. Zhu pointed at Mr. Zhang and said with a smile: "You kid, you are always so young. Your father and I were old friends at that time. Isn't it difficult for you to call me uncle?"
Mr. Zhang showed his childlike temper and said: "Old Zhu, please stop doing this useless thing for me. My father regarded you as a friend at the beginning, but you didn't help him at the critical moment."
Recalling his old friend, Mr. Zhu's calm smile added a touch of sadness, and said: "You still remember what happened back then. You are also a young man now. What happened back then was forced by the general environment. Your father hit the gun."
I can't do anything even if you say it, but you are also a white-eyed wolf. I was the one who presided over your father's final rehabilitation. If your father had not been rehabilitated, would you have had the opportunity to engage in gunplay?"
Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes and wanted to talk to Mr. Zhu again, vowing to fight for you and me. Mr. Zhu waved his hand to interrupt him and said with a smile: "You have brought such a group of juniors here, you
You are chatting with me here, regardless of their inner feelings, you have to consider their stomachs. Hurry up and sit down to eat. I have already ordered the special dishes here, and they will be served as soon as you sit down.
Already."
"Old Zhu, you..." Mr. Zhang started to speak, but was interrupted by Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu said with a smile: "Didn't you argue that I robbed your private room? In order to show sincerity, this time
You paid for the meal, so I just came to join in the fun. We haven't been together for a long time.
See you, as an elder and you as a junior, you have to give me a toast. Oh, by the way, I ordered my favorite Maotai from the 1990s. This wine is famous for its delicious taste. Now I want to drink it.
One bottle is missing, so you have to take this opportunity today to try this wine, it’s simply superb!”
The old housekeeper stood up and asked the standing juniors to sit down. Zhang Wenhui and his wife respected the old housekeeper very much, and they all showed junior courtesy to the old housekeeper. They also pulled Zhang Xiaoya and Lu Xiaoqing over to introduce the two juniors to each other.
The old housekeeper smiled and praised Zhang Wenhui and his wife for having a pair of beautiful daughters. Lu Hui smiled slightly and explained that Xiaoqing was her niece.
Lin Kun came over and said hello to the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper looked at Lin Kun and said with a smile: "Xiao Lin, we haven't seen each other for a while. He is thinner and darker than before."
Some time ago, I went to Suizhen to rescue Zhang Xiaoya, and then trekked to the mountains on the Sino-Vietnamese border to rescue Chu Jingyao and Chengcheng. Especially in the mountains on the Sino-Vietnamese border, although I spent most of the time sitting in the car, there was nothing
The sun's rays are not ordinary poisonous, and can even tan people through the car window.
Hearing the old housekeeper say that Lin Kun was cheating, Mr. Zhu stood up and greeted Lin Kun with a smile, saying: "Xiao Lin, come here quickly and let Grandpa Zhu take a look."
Lin Kun walked over with a smile, stood in front of Mr. Zhu and called: "Grandpa Zhu."
Mr. Zhu held Lin Kun's hand, looked at it kindly, and said, "She's thinner and darker, but she looks stronger."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Grandpa Zhu, you have given me the award."
Mr. Zhu said with a smile: "Come, sit down and eat quickly. Mr. Zhang is treating you today, so you have to give him a good meal. This old man is the stingiest guy in Yanjing City!"
On the other side, the muscles on Mr. Zhang's face twitched. He sat there without saying a word, calculating how much money he would get for today's meal. What hurt him the most was the bottle of 1990 Maotai. That wine was three
Children aged 10 years old all know that it tastes good, but it tastes good, and the price is equally good. This bottle of wine is probably going to cost half the food on the table. Oh, my little old man’s little heart, what’s the matter?
It hurts so much.
Zhang Xiaoya took the initiative to come to Mr. Zhang's side, took his arm, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, can we look like we have some potential? Just a bottle of 1990s
Moutai, my granddaughter is coming back today, and the New Year is about to come, so you don’t dare to be so generous. Besides, it’s not like our family has no money, let alone a bottle of 1990’s Moutai.
Well, even a train of 80-year-old Moutai will not be enough for you, right? We are all old, what is the use of having so much money? Don’t tell me that you want to leave it to me as a dowry, I don’t
I need so much dowry, so you don’t have to worry about me having no money to spend in the future. Our family has shares in the Red Military Factory, so what are you afraid of? I won’t be hungry or poor even if I don’t do anything in my life.”
Mr. Zhang thought for a while and realized that what his granddaughter said made sense. He raised his head and grinned at his granddaughter. The stingy knot in his heart was finally relieved, and he immediately became cheerful again.
Zhang Xiaoya smiled and said in his ear again: "Grandpa, do you have to be generous as a person?"
Mr. Zhang was still immersed in what his granddaughter had just taught him. He nodded suddenly in agreement, with a determined expression on his face, as if he had made up his mind to never pick things again in his life.
Zhang Xiaoya chuckled, and immediately snapped her fingers at Manager Zhao, who was standing outside the door, looking frightened and bewildered but also feeling like he was about to be amnesty. Manager Zhao immediately came over with a smile on his face.
With a smile, she said: "Beauty, what are your orders?"
Zhang Xiaoya said with a serious smile: "Open two more bottles of Moutai from 1990."
Manager Zhao immediately became troubled and said with an apologetic smile: "Beauty, I'm so sorry. Apart from the bottle that Mr. Zhu ordered just now, we only have one bottle of Moutai from 1990 left."
Zhang Xiaoya rolled her eyes and said, "Is there any Maotai from the 1980s? If not, the Maotai from the 1970s will be fine."
Manager Zhao said with a smile: "There is really no one that was born in the 1970s, but there is one that was born in the 1980s. I will open a bottle of the 1980s for you, and another bottle of the 1990s?"
Zhang Xiaoya waved her hand and said casually: "No need to go to such trouble, just open two bottles of 80-year-old wine. The wine must be genuine. The two old gentlemen here are both experts in drinking. If you
If you dare to bring fake wine here, I guarantee that your restaurant will be closed tomorrow."
Manager Zhao said with a smile: "Don't worry, beauty, we never sell fake products in this hotel. If the wine is fake, don't say it will be closed tomorrow, it will be closed immediately!"
"Okay, hurry up and arrange the dishes. I'm already hungry." Zhang Xiaoya waved away Manager Zhao. When she turned around, she saw Mr. Zhang looking like he was in pain and about to drip blood.
Looking at her with an expression on his face, fortunately the old man didn't have a heart disease, otherwise he would have had to call an ambulance by now. Zhang Xiaoya laughed dumbly.
, knowing that grandpa’s nagging obsession had resurfaced, he quickly came over to try to persuade her. After listening, Mr. Zhang put his ear to his granddaughter’s ears and said with a look of great pain: “My precious granddaughter, you know this bottle of wine.
How much does it cost? The ones born in the 1990s are already expensive enough. You ordered two more bottles of those born in the 1980s. Do you want grandpa to get a heart attack?"
Zhang Xiaoya blinked her eyes, grinned, and whispered playfully in Mr. Zhang's ear: "Grandpa, you blame me for this. I gave you a slap just now, just to make you not feel bad about the money for that bottle of wine."
, the remaining two bottles don’t matter, I will enlighten you slowly when I get home in the evening, don’t feel bad, anyway, the wine has been ordered, let’s drink and eat first, I have finally found my goal in the next life.”
Mr. Zhang immediately became curious. His precious granddaughter has always lived as a rich lady's daughter. She has never thought about any goals in life. Now she suddenly has a goal in life. It is a good thing. It proves that when this child grows up, she will have a better life in the future.
There is a direction.
"Which direction is it, granddaughter?" Mr. Zhang said curiously.
Zhang Xiaoya blinked her big eyes twice, and said with an extremely innocent and firm face: "I must let grandpa get rid of the title of the most stingy old man in Yanjing City!"
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, then said with a helpless smile: "Granddaughter, what is your goal?"
Next to Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhu laughed out loud. Mr. Zhang turned around, looked at Mr. Zhu with an unconvinced expression and said, "Old Zhu, why are you laughing!"
Mr. Zhu ignored him, but looked at Zhang Xiaoya and said: "Xiaoya, your goal in life, Grandpa Zhu, consider you to change it. He wants your grandfather to get rid of the title of the most stingy old man. You...
I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete it in my lifetime.”
Zhang Xiaoya smiled cutely and said, "Grandpa Zhu, how about we make a bet."
Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "What are you betting on?"
Zhang Xiaoya said with a smile: "I heard that Grandpa Zhu has a set of tea sets unearthed from the Song Dynasty. It is the best-preserved set of Song kilns in China so far. If I want my grandfather to get rid of the title of the most stingy old man, what will you do?
Give me that tea set."
Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "What if you can't succeed?"
Zhang Xiaoya said with a smile: "I'm just a little girl. Grandpa Zhu wants to see what I have to gamble with."
Zhu Lao said with a smile: "Then let's pay the debt first. If you are willing to admit defeat, we can discuss the bet."
Zhang Xiaoya shook Mr. Zhang's arm, praised Mr. Zhu and said, "Grandpa, look at Grandpa Zhu's broadmindedness. He is also a big shot in Yanjing City. You have to learn more."
Mr. Zhang raised his little face, obviously unconvinced, and said: "You don't want to learn, he is called a prodigal!"