New Times Inn

When the man cried, the whole room fell silent.

The guest at the same table just now kept a stiff look, he slowly stretched out his hand and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"I..." That person couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

His eyes and nose turned red in an instant, and he couldn't even hold his chopsticks. He covered his face and started crying.

That kind of sadness is definitely not something you can just pretend.

Especially the tears rolling down frantically, almost completely uncontrollable.

"You, don't cry." The people next to him could not help but persuade him to see him crying so sadly.

However, the man completely ignored it, and big drops of soy-like tears rolled from his eyes.

He seemed to want to say something, but Nai He was crying so hard that he couldn't say it at all.

As the saying goes, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, who has not been suddenly plucked by the soft string in their hearts at a certain moment?

Someone looked at the guest who was crying bitterly and didn't care what the people around him thought of his guests, and suddenly their eyes were slightly sour.

How much affection is this man, how much he misses his old lady, that he would cry like this.

Chu Changzui, who was excited just now, was completely stunned at this moment.

His hands trembled, and the cold sweat on his head slowly seeped out.

"This, this is not right." Chu Changzui felt that the other guys in the inn were watching him, so he could only talk to himself in order to find his way back. Qi, is that guy so skilled?"

"You have to give that precious thing to Li Qi again."

At this moment, the people in the inn looked at the man and began to discuss.

"This dumpling... how delicious is this dumpling?"

"The chef's craftsmanship is absolutely superb, this dumpling must be very good."

"Look at that person, he doesn't cry like that because he thinks of the dumplings made by his own mother."

This time, before Chu Changzui and the others came back to their senses, a group of people suddenly sounded in the inn.

The group of guests saw the man's appearance and wanted to taste the dumplings themselves.

"Bring me a plate of dumplings!"

"I want a plate of dumplings too!"

"Here's a plate too!"

…

At that moment, the whole inn was in chaos because of a plate of dumplings.

A kind of dumpling craze flooded the entire inn, and everyone wanted to eat dumplings made by Li Qi like crazy.

People at the inn communicate with each other.

Everyone said that the dumplings made by this cook can make people taste like mother.

Chu Changzui listened more and more dumbfounded here.

As far as Li Qi is, he can still taste like his mother?

Li Qi was cooking in the back kitchen. He was doing it when he suddenly found that there was an empty pot on the stove.

"Huh? What's in here?"

He shook the jar, always feeling a little weird in his heart, who slipped in when he wasn't paying attention?

Li Qi thought for a while, and then the target was locked on the boy Chu Changzui.

It must be that guy.

With a cold smile on his face, he turned his head and went out to find Chu Changzui.

"Hello." Li Qi frowned, "Did you sneak into my kitchen?"

He was so shocked that he had no brain capacity to think about anything else.

"You really don't have it?" Li Qi didn't believe it at all, he sneered, "You don't admit it, do you? Forget it, it doesn't matter, you promised to give When will you get that thing from me?"

Li Qi took the needle and glanced at Chu Changzui in disbelief, "You actually gave it to me like this? You don't have any conspiracy, right?"

He looked at Chu Changzui, and suddenly said, "I always thought you wouldn't be so kind, wouldn't you just give me an ordinary sewing needle? Or, I'll help you first Sew clothes and try to see if this is the real thing?"

Li Qi's words were actually a little threatening.

Because he knew very well that the "sewing clothes" in his mouth was definitely not just sewing clothes, and he also knew that Chu Changzui must also know what he was talking about.

Chu Changzui can really understand what Li Qi is saying under normal circumstances.

But, that definitely doesn't include the current situation.

When he heard Li Qi say "helping to sew clothes", his whole body was jolted.

When he raised his head and looked at Li Qi's "virtuous" appearance when holding the needle, he suddenly screamed.

Then he ran away.

Li Qi turned his head blankly and looked over.

He put away the needle silently, then scratched his head.

"I just scare him, what?"

Feng Qing has been waiting carefully upstairs.

Although she was expecting that the customer who had the dumplings would yell at them that it was a black shop, but she was also a little worried that the person would beat the cook for a while, so she was always closest to the stairs The house is waiting for help at any time.

However.

Feng Qing waited for a long time.

For so long that Feng Qing slept, she woke up and found that there was no fight downstairs, she was still happy.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing went downstairs and happened to meet Chu Xiaobai who was hiding in the corner for some reason.

He squatted with his arms around him, covering his ears with his hands, as if he was greatly stimulated.

"Xiao Bai, are you all right?" Feng Qing stepped forward and pulled his hand away, "How is the business of our inn today?"

"Business?" Chu Xiaobai raised his head faintly and pointed to the ledger on the counter, "It's all there."

Feng Qing was left with Xiaobai who continued to be autistic. She stepped forward and flipped through the ledger. Her expression was quite happy at first.

As a result, the light in her eyes disappeared.

"The shopkeeper, what are you doing?" An Huo Shaxi jumped over, "Do you still have the cookies from last night tonight?"

"No more."

"No more."

"It's gone, it's gone, everything is gone." Feng Qing threw the ledger on the counter blankly, then turned his head and walked upstairs with a blank face past.

An Huo Shaxi looked at the figure of the shopkeeper from behind, and whispered to herself, "The shopkeeper is weird today."

"Are you back?" At this moment, Li Qi also came out from behind, "Aren't you going to Huacilou tonight?"

"I can't go tonight." An Huo Shaxi frowned, "You know, they are going to secretly hold a conference in Jiangnan recently?"

"What conference?" Li Qi asked.

"How did you know about this?" Li Qi asked with a frown.

"They didn't know I was from Huacilou, so they came to Huacilou to find out the news." Anhuoshaxi said proudly.

Li Qi frowned slightly, he knew that the guy named Ji Yihan was quite valued by the shopkeeper.

"When the time comes, let's go there and take a look." Finally, Li Qi said.

"The shopkeeper may not be willing to come forward in person, then we will go there with a few of us, and then we have to bring that guy Chu Changzui with him."

After Li Qi finished speaking, he turned his head to look for Chu Changzui, but he turned around and saw no one else there.

"This kid is weird this afternoon." He muttered to himself.

"What the **** happened? How did he get that weird look when he saw me?"

…

"Dumplings alone have sold the usual one week's turnover today. Are these people losing their sense of taste?" Feng Qing was still upstairs at this moment, doubting his life.

When she was worried, she suddenly heard someone coming in beating gongs and drums, with a particularly festive voice.

"Oh, congratulations to the shopkeeper Feng!"

Feng Qing's heartbeat accelerated wildly in an instant upstairs.

She stood up tremblingly, then looked down.

The people from the yamen are standing there.

Finally.

Feng Qing broke through the siege among many strong men without any suspense, won the title of the best merchant, and became the object of admiration by the shopkeepers on this street.

"You're actually going to give a speech?" Her friend was shocked when she heard the news, "Did you almost faint when you gave a ppt when you didn't finish the project?"

"Indeed." Feng Qing held her forehead and thought seriously, "Can you say I resign now?"

"Why." Her friend said, "It's good that your place is not cleaned up by you, and it's already heading towards Michelin."

"Don't mention that Michelin." Feng Qing frantically refused.

"Don't be too distressed." Her friend considered his words, "Have you seen the king's speech?"

"Look, what do you mean?"

"I mean, even if you are a person with poor talent, if you prepare a little, maybe it will have good results?" Her friend said.

"Yes." Feng Qing suddenly thought.

She has both a computer and a mobile phone, and a pile of modern speech materials.