Chapter 584 Ningchun Hotel

Ningchun Hotel is located in a remote corner of Jingnan City. Because it only makes some home-cooked dishes, no one usually comes back to visit. Only some customers who come back often come here. Occasionally, they ask for a plate of ordinary egg noodles and a pot of simple pot of roasted knives. They also have a lot of fun. In short, this restaurant is completely a restaurant used to satisfy the fun of opening a store in the outside world!

However, on the plaque above the Ningchun Hotel, the four characters are written in the pen, and there are even some iron-painted silver hooks. They look magnificent and do not look like a plaque that ordinary people can hang. Of course, ordinary passers-by can't see the meaning of it at all.

A new guy came here two days ago, with his surname Su, but people say that this Su is different from the most powerful Su in Jingnan City. This Su is much cheaper, otherwise it would not be that the Su family is so big that it runs a large company and group of hundreds of billions of dollars. He is also a man named Su, but he is a little guy here.

Not long after I came here, the guy named Su proposed to have a salary increase. As the boss, the unsightly old man naturally would not agree. The two of them heard that they had negotiated for a long time before they could barely agree. The final result was quite unexpected. They only added five yuan in labor fees every day, so they had to fight the guy named Su. People's abuse or disdain for him became even more intense!

The boss is an old man who is already in his sixties and is well maintained. I heard that Tai Chi is also very perfect. He usually wears a simple and simple Tai Chi suit and practices Yang's Tai Chi outside the restaurant. Generally, there are teaching videos on the computer, but there are also people who can see it. The Tai Chi that the old man practices is a bit different from the ordinary Yang's Tai Chi, but if they really say something different, they can't even say it.

Nowadays, doing business in Beijing's southern city is a matter of character. There is no way. The four companies of the Su family, Hong family, Li family, Yang family are too tough, especially now that the four companies have become the Su family's pockets, and the monopoly is even more rampant. If you want to do any business, you need to be under the eyes of the Su family, which is really annoying.

The business of this restaurant is neither cold nor indifferent. Every day, a few more regular people will come to eat something, and they will have some unconventional faces. They will walk in and eat the food that has been eliminated in the southern city of Beijing, cursing or sarcastic, and have all kinds of languages. However, the boss and the guy both said nothing, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the bad reviews in these markets.

"Old Yang, you said that our broken restaurant will really expand one day?" said Xiao Su, a guy. It was actually a bit exaggerating to say that he was Xiao Su. He is now in his forties and is an absolute middle-aged man, but he is still a little younger than the boss with a long hair and a young face.

The owner of the restaurant is named Yang Ningzhen. Naturally, people will not be so naive that they associate him with the once powerful Yang family in Jingnan City. They just say that he has a good surname but has no good life. Regarding such arguments, Yang Ningzhen is neither humble nor arrogant nor angry nor happy. He just practices his own Tai Chi every day and lives his simple and relaxed and happy life.

Yang Ningzhen looked at Xiao Su's face with a murderous aura and said, "By the way, you have been following me for so long, why are you still wearing a fat face? I really don't know how you have accumulated so much murderous aura. You can scare people to death by just staring at me and blowing your eyes!"

"You are too proud of me, but it's just a little scary. You don't need to say that it's too much." Xiao Su said with a wry smile. Because the restaurant business was really bad, he simply gave himself a bowl of ordinary beef noodles. Just this green onion, he started eating without hesitation. He had a newspaper covered with oil in his hand. The Beijing South Evening News is a common newspaper used in this city, with some things that are not available. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the one above.

Some celebrities have strange stories and various scandals. Today, someone fell down and left, and tomorrow someone checked in with someone. What makes people laugh the most is that every time these celebrities have scandals that make people speechless in the Western Paradise, a large number of brainless theorists will come out, and they make remarks on the website that don’t believe in love. Although Xiao Su hates these hypes so much that he still likes to watch them. He scolds them after reading them, and keeps enjoying it.

"Old Yang, look at it, isn't it because Liu Shishi and Wu Binglong shot a TV together today? Why did they become a couple? By the way, Wu Binglong is already forty years old, why is he still so young? I'm so fooling, he still plays Yongzheng. This is too bad, why don't I let me act? When I put on makeup, I'm much more handsome than Wu Binglong." Xiao Su teased loudly as usual!

Mr. Yang smiled slightly and wrote the official history of Tai Chi in his own hands. For him, being able to complete this book was his lifelong wish. As for the rest of Jingnan City, it has nothing to do with him. In his words, it is something that young people do and has nothing to do with him!

Seeing that Old Yang didn't want to pay attention to him, Xiao Su was a little bored. He continued to flip through the newspaper in his hand and chattered in his mouth. Then he continued: "I used to want to be a master who was invincible, but later I played with those ten children. I was crazy and wild, but I didn't know where I should go. So I was a guy here. As a result, you looked so cold every day. What should I do!"

Mr. Yang continued to use his smile to attack, and Xiao Su sighed in surprise.

The relationship between the two can be described as tacit understanding, but their personalities are out of place. Old Yang likes to be secluded, while Xiao Su likes to be lively, especially after he taught ten talented children. Of course, these are his personal interpretations, at least people from the outside world say so.

"By the way, Mr. Yang, you said you practice Tai Chi every day, and this thing can really hit people. I don't believe it anyway." Xiao Su said nothing, and then continued, "But I heard that there is one of your apprentices in Jingnan City. Who is it?"

Old Yang smiled mysteriously without answering. A mysterious answer had already penetrated between his eyebrows. The two of them always had a tacit understanding and no one needed explanation or question.

After a while, there was a figure outside this small restaurant, and he looked pretty handsome, but what was important was not the handsome face, but the rich temperament revealed throughout his body.

"Uncle, are you still working here?" said the young man who came with a smile. He sat on a table nearby, alone, not looking at the strange and down-and-out decorations here, but looked at the two mysterious middle-aged men and the old man in their sixties with his warm eyes.

"Wang Xiao, you are here. Come here quickly. Come here quickly. I will make you a portion of three fresh noodles. The old rules are the same. I will give you an extra egg." Xiao Su looked at Wang Xiao's simple face. Although he knew that he might have something to ask for, he still said with preconceptions.

Wang Xiao said with shame: "I haven't said I want to eat Sanxian noodles yet, why is this one again?"

"Because this is my best friend, my uncle, what, what if you don't want to eat, I tell you, you must eat it clean, do you know?" Xiao Su laughed, his face filled with pride, he poked his head out of the kitchen room, quickly making fire to make water, it seemed that he would not be able to do it!

Looking at Wang Xiao's wry smile, Mr. Yang's appearance, who was never born in the world, actually looked gloating. After he smiled, he said to Wang Xiao: "Young man, isn't the time to come?"

"There's no way. I know that no matter when I come, he will definitely make these things for me. I'm used to it." Wang Xiao said with a wry smile. During this week, he kept coming and going in this ordinary small restaurant every day, and became the most common customer here. Of course, many residents around him would look at him in a sympathetic look when they see him. After all, for them, the things made in this restaurant are not excellent, and they can even be described as the word "can be eaten".

However, even a fool who has no understanding at all can make a portion of Sanqi noodles in a week, he can still make good things.

Five minutes later, Xiao Su walked over with a bowl of steaming three-fresh noodles, without noticed that his finger had accidentally inserted into the noodle soup. After he put it down for Wang Xiao, he just noticed the noodle soup on his fingers and put it in his mouth to suck it, and said with some unsatisfactory words: "It tastes good."

"It's been seven days, but I still haven't given up?" Old Yang suddenly said something, just like this. Wang Xiao, who was still smiling bitterly, and Xiao Su, who was tasting his fingers, were stunned for a moment.

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "Don't give up. Nothing big happened in Jingnan City this week, so I came here more naturally."
Chapter completed!