60s white-eyed wolf

"Youth tea house? Big bowl of tea... Hey, interesting." Cao Fugui read the banner hanging in the air in front of the tea shop, and smiled playfully, "Go, have a look!"

It is said to be a tea house, but it is actually a street stall. A few young people are carrying a few large teapots and are pouring tea for the tourists.On the flag is written the big characters - "big bowl of tea", and below it is "two cents a bowl" in a smaller font.

Although the young people who set up the tea stall greeted the guests and enthusiastically poured tea and water, they couldn't hide their uneasiness. There was only one young man in his 20s who seemed to be the leader and was willing to go all out. Jin, opened his voice and shouted: "Big bowl of tea! Two bowls of tea, quench your thirst and stimulate body fluids. Would you like a bowl?"

Seeing Cao Fugui bring a few tall and burly younger brothers who were obviously not serious, the tea waiter was taken aback, a little nervous: "You, uh, how many cups of tea do you want?"

"One bowl per person." Boss Cao shook his head, and Hozen immediately handed over a dime.

Several young people looked at the tea waiter hesitantly, but they still stepped forward to fill the tea, collected the money, and then walked away quickly.

"That's right, it's quite thirst-quenching." Cao Fugui laughed and said that he was harmless to humans and animals, kind and amiable.

He took a sip of the large light brown tea bowl and praised it, and the young people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The hozens don't care about other people's faces, just pick up tea and it's a good drink.

"Shopkeeper, what's your surname!" Cao Fugui asked leisurely, sipping tea slowly.

"Miangui's surname is Yi. Comrade, you are so funny. We are a tea house run by the street, and they are all collective assets. Where did the shopkeeper come from?"

The leading tea waiter was amused, and chatted with the smiling boss Cao about the ins and outs of the tea shop.

These young people are all educated youths. After finally returning to the capital, they found that there were not so many jobs in the city that could accommodate young people like them who had gone home after hardships. A drop of water foam.

Most of the educated youths are in their twenties or early thirties, so why are they willing to stay at home and have nothing to do but rely on their relatives to support them?

In order to solve their employment problem, the government also tried every means to recruit children. The Iraqi clerk in the street saw that there were many tourists in the capital, but there were no places selling tea, so he mustered up the courage to pull a group of young people out to set up a stall.Although it is a bit embarrassing on the face, it is real to make money.

However, he has always emphasized that the tea house is a collective unit, collective!Not self-employed.

"A bowl for two cents, how much can you earn in a day?" Cao Fugui asked in a low voice, raising his eyebrows, looking at the traffic around him.

Comrade Yi chuckled, but didn't answer directly: "Small business, small business, selling 50 bowls for only 1 yuan, which hasn't even taken into account the cost!"

Cao Fugui looked at the tourists queuing up for water, and laughed, "You're dishonest! Don't worry, I won't steal your business."

The business of this big bowl of tea is not profitable, and what is sold is the amount.In addition, the support of the government is also required. In the corner of the central square of the well-known capital city in the country, what kind of stall in such a good place can't make money?It is to solve the employment problem of unemployed youth.

This kind of business has no technical content, relies on the government, and wins by service. It is not suitable for self-employed people who are still at the bottom of the food chain.However, adding a free tea supply on the ground floor of "Suiyuan Residence" can also attract some customers.

Boss Cao, who is rich and powerful, didn't take a fancy to this small business, but he deeply felt the feeling of Spring River Plumbing, and it seemed that he could start some business first!

The crowd queuing up next to them suddenly became chaotic, and several foreign tourists exclaimed: "Thief! Oh, there are thieves, catch the thief—"

Before everyone came back to their senses, a thin and small man suddenly jumped out of the messy crowd, and ran towards Cao Fugui and the others with his legs loose.

The little thief ran up to Cao Fugui and the others, glanced sideways, took a few steps around, and ran into the alley ahead. pause.

"What are you doing, catch up!"

Cao Fugui got angry and yelled, we look like we are with that thieves?

He got up and chased after him, and of course the little brothers behind him followed closely, and a few Jingyouzi scolded as they ran: "Fuck, where is the Buddha who has no eyesight, dare to come to Xicheng Film to start a fight, and asked us... Brother Gui Did you?! Wash it!"

These few were originally mixed with the famous stubborn master Batou in the Xicheng film, and they were not capable generals. When they met the foreign native Mao Cao, who was shining with a golden hoe, they betrayed the revolution and defected to the God of Wealth. men.

Who let most of the recalcitrant masters in the capital come from poor backgrounds, no matter how strong they are, they will not be able to keep passing money by their side, not to mention the brothers under him, all of them are poor haha.Seeing how the boss of the local rich man grows his hair, the native-born gangster in the capital immediately fell under the golden underpants of Boss Cao, but when he shouted the name of the big boss, he didn't turn around for a while, and almost called out the name of the scar-headed boss The number came, but fortunately, he twisted his tongue back in time.

A group of brave mob followed the thief and rushed into the long back alley.

Cao Fugui took the lead and rushed to the front, followed the first-rate little thief and ran for half a mile, leaving his younger brother and the revolutionary masses far behind.He ran so hard that he cursed inwardly, what a fool!We are also people who have eaten the golden word [Speed ​​1] twice, so we can't catch you little thief?

He owns the alcove in his hand, and his strength has been added, so how can he care about such a small thief who is as thin as a stick.

Running in the dark alley, I felt something was wrong. It was so gloomy, and there were no idlers. What kind of broken place is this?

Brother Fugui slowed down, and was about to turn back, and after reuniting with the younger brothers, he saw a group of black crows not far in front, beating a boy fiercely, yelling and cursing.

This one-sided group fight, punching to the flesh, the dull sound made people feel painful, but the strange thing was that they didn't hear the half-cry of the beating.

The little thief plunged into the group of people, pointed back at the little boy who dared to chase him into his lair, and shouted loudly: "Brother Scarhead, this kid has ruined our business! How dare you chase here? It's not a good idea." Look into it!"

Seeing a group of local "professional" people with very bad faces, tattooed arms, unruly hairstyles, and all kinds of "guys" in their hands, they stopped their beating movements, turned around slowly, and stared at themselves together, Cao Fugui's back felt numb, and his head was cold from head to toe.

He gave a dry laugh and said solemnly, "Excuse me, goodbye!"

Damn!Although his Fugui brother has unstoppable courage, blackboard bricks and sap skills, but he has never played this kind of friendly exchanges with too many people, there is no fairness and skill at all.

Of course, if there are an absolute majority of younger brothers standing behind him, then there is no problem for everyone to come and communicate together.

Now, why don't you run away, you'd be stupid!

Cao Fugui didn't agree with each other, and simply turned around and ran away.

Brother Scartou was furious. It had been many years since he had been so disrespectful to the boss of the West City.

He bared his teeth and waved his hands, shouting angrily: "Chasing! Beat him up!"

Cao Fugui ran back and forth along the alley, followed by a group of gangsters who bared their teeth and claws. When they ran to the middle of the alley, it was his younger brother and the righteous gang of thieves who ran towards him.

With a glance at the corner of the eye, the comparison of the numbers is basically the same.

Brother Fugui burst into courage, slammed on the brakes and stopped, turned around and pointed at the gangsters and scolded: "They are the thieves' companions, comrades, beat him up!"

Brother Scartou's eyes were fixed, and he felt a little confused seeing this posture, and then looked at the familiar figures behind the little white face, he stopped, and stood a few steps away from the righteous crowd, staring at this unclear The guy "wrapped the way" and asked, "Which movie do you belong to? Which way..."

Cao Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said righteously, "I, Zheliu Street in the west of the city, you are your grandpa!"

He stretched out his hand and swung it forward vigorously, shouting: "Hit him!"

The hozen led his younger brothers down the mountain like tigers, and rushed up screaming. Encouraged by the passionate "enthusiasm", the enthusiastic crowd rushed forward with blood surging, punching their fists, screaming for a while, bang bang Sound!

When Cao Fugui was most familiar with and best at fighting in troubled waters, he took out a grain brick with relief and nostalgia, screamed, and entered the battle group.

After all, the local snake has the advantage of location, and was beaten up by this group of guys of unknown origin. Seeing that he was invincible, Brother Scarhead immediately turned in and ran to the back alley, yelling all the way: "That's so expensive, wait for me!" Go! Ow—"

He suddenly stumbled, was hugged by an unremarkable figure on the ground, and bit his calf desperately, the bite was bloody, and the bones were deep enough.Batou screamed, stretched out his legs and kicked desperately, kicked the person away, and limped away surrounded by his subordinates.

Although it is said that "it is better to chase the poor with the remaining brave", but there are too many side roads in the alleys in this place, and it is the territory of these gangsters, so Cao Fugui still calls for the hozen to stop him from chasing and killing them, so as not to encounter any sudden situation again.

The little thief was beaten up by everyone, and the revolutionary masses took this guy aggressively and invited Brother Fugui to meet the police.

When the crowd dragged the man away, Boss Cao asked the hozen to help the bloody ruthless man. The guy didn't say a word after being beaten, but he took the opportunity to bite hard. "ah!

The hozen wiped the face of this ruthless man indiscriminately, revealing a youthful face that could not hide its childishness even though its nose was bruised and its face was swollen.

One of his eyes was bruised, and he could only look sideways at Boss Cao. Cao Fugui felt more and more familiar with that rebellious and unruly look...Huh?Who is this like?

Boss Cao stroked his chin and suddenly slapped his thigh, ouch!This is really like the resentful and world-weary expression of his little Qiao when he was not adopted.Take another look at this familiar face.

Cao Fugui sneered with his mouth twisted: "Hey! Who am I, it turns out to be Yin Xiaosan! I haven't seen you for a long time, you bastard... a bit miserable!"