Chapter 842 Hey...
Looking at Chu Heng who was chatting and laughing with the Lord of Hell in Dacheng with a casual expression, Yang Qing, who was originally his little fanboy, admired him to the point of being beyond measure.
With stars in his eyes!
This, this, this... Why does my brother have friends everywhere!
Awesome!
After chatting all the way, the car soon arrived at the Hongguang Hotel.
“Hurry up, hurry up, I’m already hungry.”
Chu Heng urged everyone to get out of the car and strode toward the hotel.
Yang Qing stood by the car and looked up at this shop, which had long been famous but had never been to it before. After rolling his eyes, he told his brother that there were stones in his shoes and started sneaking around. He bent down, took off his shoes, then put his hand into the shoes, and pulled out a big, smelly kiss from under the insole.
This is the money he plans to use to collect cash dollars.
After putting the money with a faint foot odor into his pocket, he took out a small stack of stamps in the inner pocket of his cotton-padded jacket. There were not many, but there were many types, including food stamps, meat stamps, industrial stamps, and wine stamps. There are cigarette tickets, all of which he picked up when he came across cheap ones when he went to the pigeon market recently, and planned to resell them to make a profit from the price difference.
Holding the tickets, he carefully looked around, then quickly found out the food stamps and meat stamps and put them into his coat pocket, then put the rest back again before trotting into the meal spot. .
Chu Heng had just finished ordering the dishes at this time, and the style was as bold as ever. Four people, four dishes, three meat and one vegetarian. The staple food was white flour steamed buns, and he ordered two bottles of Quanxing Daqu for wine.
After hearing what he said, even the well-informed waiter couldn't help but look up at him, then quickly calculated the price and said: "Nine-nine yuan, two pounds of meat. Five pounds of fine grain coupons!”
Yang Qing, who had just entered the house, couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my god, if I have more money, it won’t be enough!
Immediately, he walked over in front of Chu Heng, first stuffed the ten-dollar bill over, and then took out the food stamps and meat stamps from his pocket.
“Hey, you are looking for a beating, right?”
Chu Heng, who reacted, pulled him away and stared in displeasure: “What did you spend on eating with me? Money? There’s not enough money for you, so get out of here!” !" Yang Qing broke away from his hand, handed over the ticket, and said with a stubborn look: "I have to pay for it today, otherwise I won't eat it, and I'll leave now!"
" Hehe! You've got some skills!" Chu Heng raised his hand in confusion and threatened, "If you dare to talk to me like this, will you believe me?"
Yang Qing was so frightened that he shrank his neck, but did not take a step back. He rubbed his neck and said, "Just smoke it!"
Although this kid is very arrogant, he has a very kind-hearted nature and knows how to repay a favor. The words are almost always in my bones.
Look at the stubborn temper of this little brother, and Chu Heng is helpless. He can’t really slap people just because they want to invite him to dinner, right?
"You brat, sooner or later I'll slap you!"
In the end, he had no choice but to retract his hand, turned around and found an empty table to sit down.
Seeing this, Yang Qing felt relieved and went to ask the waiter for change with a smile on his face. For those who didn't know, he thought he was picking up money instead of spending money.
After Jiang Zhuolin sat down opposite Chu Heng, he glanced at Yang Qing, who had a dark face, and said with a smile: "You are a bit interesting, brother."
His eyes have always been vicious, and with Yang Qing Clear appearance, From his clothing and temperament, it has long been obvious that this boy comes from the countryside. Ten yuan, for rural people nowadays, can be said to be a lot of money, but this boy is willing to spend it to treat his brother. Eat without feeling distressed.
This piece of Chicheng is truly rare.
Chu Heng also glanced at Yang Qing who looked a little silly at this time, shook his head, took out the smoke and dispersed it: "If you think he is a good person, you can take care of him more."
"If I don't take care of him, I will take care of him the most." Jiang Zhuolin rolled his eyes at him, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.
“That makes sense.” The one-eyed old man nodded with a smile. "That's right, then don't take care of me."
Chu Heng also laughed.
Yang Qing came over with a pot of boiling water at this time. After he sat down, Chu Heng threw a cigarette casually and asked as if his brain was dazzled: "When will the pigeon market in your big city open? Why are you here so early?”
"This..." Yang Qing glanced at Jiang Zhuolin hesitantly. Isn't it a bit disrespectful for us to talk about this in front of the director?
"What the hell, can you talk about this behind my back?" Jiang Zhuolin was also speechless. Although he had always focused on public security, his attitude towards places like Pigeon City was to turn a blind eye. Eyes, as long as it's not too much, he mostly doesn't care.
But you are talking about this in front of him, and there are many outsiders around, so he just doesn’t want to care about it.
"Oops, I forgot about you." Chu Heng finally realized what he was doing. He laughed nonchalantly and changed the subject. He turned to talk to Yang Qing about this year's harvest and the situation of his family. Kind of homely.
After a while, the food and wine were served, and a few people ate, drank, and chatted. In less than an hour, they drank all the wine, ate all the food, and then came out of the restaurant with wine on their lips.
Before getting on the bus, Chu Heng asked Yang Qing: "Are you okay during the day?"
Yang Qing glanced at Jiang Zhuolin who was already on the bus, and whispered: "It's okay during the day, brother, I'm here for a ride The public grain truck came early, but the pigeon market arrived at midnight "It's just starting."
"Well, get in the car. You can follow me today. Let's go to Pigeon Market together in the evening." Chu Heng smiled and nodded, opened the door and got into the cab. Anyway, idle time is idle, why not go shopping in the pigeon market to relieve boredom.
……
In the evening, the setting sun is like blood.
Chu Heng, who had been idle all day, followed Jiang Zhuolin and had a meeting with the police officers who were responsible for monitoring the old ladies before getting off work. Then Yang Qing and the one-eyed old man left the Public Security Bureau.
The three of them first found a restaurant for dinner, and then Chu Heng drove the one-eyed old man to the Public Security Bureau guest house.
He also kept his word. The day after the old man came, he arranged for people to stay here and he also took care of him diligently.
Of course, secretly, Cen Hao also led a few clever people to live next door to the old man...
After getting off the car, he drank two glasses of wine in the evening, and the old man was a little tipsy. With a red face, he waved to Chu Heng with a smile: "Go back, you don't have to pick me up tomorrow morning, it's not far away, I can just go there by myself after I have breakfast."
"Okay, you go to bed early." Chu Heng nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.
The one-eyed old man stood there and looked at the car that was driving away. The smile on his face slowly disappeared and his expression became complicated.
Xiao Chu really has nothing to say.
Ever since he came to the big city, he has been taken care of in every possible way. Not only is he well fed and housed, but he is not allowed to work in vain. On the second day after he arrived, he was given two hundred yuan for transportation expenses.
Benevolence, righteousness, heroism!
But he...
“Hey!”
The old man sighed sadly and walked into the guest house with his hands behind his back.
(End of this chapter)