Chapter 146

On the way back, Zhou Ze drove. The old road is not suitable for driving now.

"Boss, is that woman really a debt of your last life?"

"What did you hear?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Well, don't worry, boss, I'll keep it a secret!" The Taoist priest immediately patted his thin chest.

"Dead people are best at keeping secrets."

"........" old road.

"Zhiya............."

The car braked sharply and stopped.

The Taoist priest was shocked,

what the fuck,

Really want to kill people?

Zhou Ze habitually stretched out his hand to touch the cigarette, but found that he had lost his cigarette. He looked at the Taoist priest and wanted to ask him for a cigarette. As a result, he found that the Taoist priest was shaking with his hands on his knees.

Are you really scared?

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted the old Taoist on the shoulder,

"Hello."

"Ah!"

The Taoist priest shouted and looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze is a little funny. Is his usual image so poor? Can he really make the Taoist feel that he will kill people?

"Take a cigarette."

"Oh, good."

The Taoist priest immediately took out the cigarette, handed it to Zhou Ze, and then helped Zhou Ze light the fire himself. He was careful like an ancient maid, but the maid was too old.

"Boss, what do you want to do when parking?"

"Stop pretending. Is acting fun?"

"Amount............"

The Taoist priest rolled his eyes in his heart. Is it easy to serve you, a fickle B, me!

The Taoist priest sometimes can't understand himself. Have a good natural and unrestrained life. However, why do you always deal with the ghost boss, but it's relieved to think about it. Maybe this is life,

Maybe,

This is the man.

How boring is life when you don't have enough to eat and look for some stimulation and challenges?

Moreover, this kind of life now can't be touched by yourself in the past, nor by most ordinary people.

"Boss, what do you stop to do?" The Taoist priest asked.

"Eat breakfast."

Zhou Ze said, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

to have breakfast?

Boss, have you brought any juice? I didn't bring it.

There is a row of breakfast stalls in front, including pancakes, noodles, and steamed stuffed buns and fried dough sticks. It is a small traffic intersection, with a lot of traffic. Many people stop here to eat something.

Zhou Ze walked in front of a soup vendor, who was a middle-aged man.

"Two bowls of beef soup." Zhou Ze said.

"OK, put spicy food?"

"Put."

"OK."

The stall owner first took out two bowls, put scallions and coriander in turn, and then put some beef;

After that, take a spoonful of soup from the soup pot that has been burning in the coal stove, pour it back, then put various condiments in the bowl, and finally fill it with soup. Help Zhou Ze put the two bowls on the side table.

Zhou Ze took pepper and put more in his bowl. He asked for two cakes and sat down.

The Taoist priest also came at this time. He sat next to Zhou Ze and rubbed his hands. He was a little restrained and flattered. Damn, the boss was treated for the first time!

This iron cock is actually a treat!

Should I cry to set off the atmosphere?

The Taoist priest kept doing mental activities of death, and then saw Zhou Ze slowly tearing the dough into pieces beside him and soaking it in a soup bowl.

The old man has also followed suit. He has been to many places in his life. Of course, he is no stranger to this kind of breakfast. The tone of the boss when greeting guests can suddenly recognize that he is from Henan.

Many people in Henan actually start their morning with a bowl of soup.

However, the Taoist priest didn't drink or move, so he looked at Zhou Ze silently.

Zhou Ze was a little uncomfortable by him and said, "what's the matter, can't get used to eating?"

"No, no, no, I'm used to eating."

The Taoist priest dealt with it perfunctorily.

This soup,

There is definitely a problem!

Suddenly stopped, came down to eat breakfast is very problematic, actually also solemnly tore the dough cake, so formal.

The old Taoist turned his head and looked at the boss again,

Is this boss a ghost?

This soup is definitely not clean!

The Taoist priest felt that he had seen through everything, MMP, and the boss was bad. It was like telling me to go first in the dormitory building before, and then he watched beside him, watching the dormitory building bend down.

This time it must be that I'm kidding!

Wait for me to drink this soup and make a fool of myself!

"It's a little hot. I'll drink it later." The old Taoist explained.

Zhou Ze nodded and continued to tear the dough in his hand.

The Taoist priest was also a little hungry. He glanced at the boss again, got up and said, "boss, it's not enough. I'll buy two steamed buns across the street."

With that, the old man ran to the opposite side of the road and bought some white steamed buns. He sat down again, picked up a steamed bun and ate it directly. It was delicious.

Shit,

What you buy is reassuring and delicious!

And the steamed bread on the chest of the big girl who sells steamed bread is also big.

The Taoist priest ate and handed a steamed bun to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took the steamed bread and put it next to the soup bowl, and then looked at the Taoist's eyes, smiling rather than smiling.

Eh,

Why are you looking at me like this?

The old Taoist began to mutter again,

no

If I don't jump the trap you set and don't drink this soup, are you uncomfortable?

How can you do this!

Should I drink some?

The old Taoist thought while chewing the steamed bread. He was really accompanying the king like a tiger. None of these ghost bosses was easy to mess with.

It's just that the bowl of soup in front of me looks delicious. Who knows what's in it? If it's a centipede barbecue or a roasted mouse, it's not that you can't eat it, but you don't know what it is. This unknown empty fear is really terrible.

"Boss, eat, this steamed bun is really delicious." The Taoist priest hit haha.

Zhou Ze picked up the steamed bread just put on the table and said, "the table is not clean, the steamed bread is dirty."

"I'll eat this. I'm not particular about it. Don't waste it."

The Taoist priest took the steamed bread from Zhou Ze and ate it again. Anyway, he didn't intend to drink the broth!

It's a big deal to find another excuse to say that you are full of steamed bread and can't drink it.

Zhou Ze looked at the Taoist priest and shook his head.

well,

Disappointed?

Didn't you succeed?

Am I smart?

Are you helpless?

The Taoist priest felt happy.

Then, the Taoist priest saw Zhou Ze lower his head, pick up the soup bowl, drink a mouthful of soup, then take chopsticks, take out a piece of meat, and put it into his mouth to chew.

It can be seen that even with a lot of pepper, Zhou Ze still has a hard time eating and swallowing, which is in line with Zhou Ze's consistent eating pattern.

But, to the old Taoist's surprise, the boss actually drank soup?

Is it difficult to think too much?

Is this soup OK?

The Taoist priest doesn't think that Zhou Zehui sacrificed himself in order to deceive himself.

Is it me?

The Taoist priest watched Zhou Ze continue to drink soup and eat bread in great pain, and finally confirmed that the soup was OK. It was him who added drama to himself!

At that moment, the Taoist priest immediately lowered his head and drank a mouthful of soup,

Well, it's very authentic and tastes great. Meidi is very beautiful.

Shit, I almost choked on eating steamed bread just now.

The Taoist priest let go of eating and enjoyed it very much. Even in the cities of Henan Province, it is not easy to find a soup restaurant with authentic taste. It is more valuable to drink authentic taste in Tongcheng, especially on the roadside.

With the soup, the Taoist priest finished all the steamed bread and bread, and added the soup halfway. Well, there is no charge for adding the soup, authentic.

Zhou Ze ate a third of it and couldn't eat any more. He put down his chopsticks and sat beside him.

The Taoist priest patted his belly after eating. He felt that he was not satisfied. Did he not eat enough?

When thinking about whether to have another bowl, Zhou Ze pretended to take his wallet,

The Taoist priest would immediately get up and settle the account. He still had some eyesight.

Standing up, the old Taoist took the car key from the table and said, "boss, go back and I'll drive. You're tired, too."

Zhou Ze shook his head, "it's not easy for you, I'll come."

The boss has changed,

It's really changed!

Not only invite your staff to have breakfast and soup, but also know how to be considerate of your subordinates!

The Taoist hesitated to wipe some tears. When the center of the homeopathic table pushed the atmosphere up a little, Zhou Ze walked to the other side of the road, and the Taoist naturally followed. Then, the Taoist saw Zhou Ze stop in front of the stall where he had just bought steamed bread.

hey,

I'll say that the boss's wife's steamed bread is very big. Boss, you're serious and Yingying's is not small. You can watch it anytime you want.

Oh, man,

Home flowers never smell like wild flowers.

The Taoist priest was crazy about psychological activities. He felt that after contacting the person in his previous life, the boss seemed to have changed and become grounded.

"Boss, what kind of steamed bread do you want? White flour?" The landlady asked enthusiastically.

Zhou Ze shook his head and pointed to the landlady.

Shit, beast, let's see. You're still flirting. Do you want to buy the boss's steamed bread?

The Taoist priest was looking at the boss flirting with his sister excitedly,

Eh, didn't I hear that boss Shi couldn't get up?

"Boss, what do you want?" The landlady asked.

"You, come with me and go where you should go." Zhou Ze said.

The Taoist priest was stunned,

Wipe,

The Taoist priest had an ominous premonition in his heart!

no

It can't be true?

Not really?

Impossible, right?

The landlady pursed her lips, and her voice suddenly became a little lower. "I died early. My mother-in-law pulled three children alone, worked two shifts a day, and had to sell breakfast. It was too hard.".

That's why I thought, "I'll cling to her in the morning and let her have a rest."

The voice is still a woman's voice, but it has obviously changed to another person's tone, which should be the husband's.

"Everyone is pitiful, so don't sell it. If you are attached to your wife, it will damage her longevity."

With that, Zhou Ze opened the steamer drawer, took out a steamed bun from it, and pinched it gently with his thumb and fingernails,

"Besides, if you sell this kind of steamed bread to cheat Yang Jian's money, even if you give your children teaching fees, aren't you afraid of damaging their evil virtue?"

Zhou Ze's steamed bread slowly began to change,

It turned into a paper steamed bun like thing, and the filling inside was actually a mess of paste, and it was all blackened.

The Taoist priest on one side spits directly:

"Ouch!"