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Chapter 859

When we entered the store, the waiter had already made breakfast and put it all on the table, waiting for Cai Gen to come back to eat.

White rice porridge, small pickles, tea eggs, small flower rolls, everything is made in line with the waiter's aesthetics, exquisite and delicious.

The timing was just right, and Cai Gen felt so comfortable.

When you get home, you can have a hot meal, so what's not to like? The fatigue of staying up late is gone, and you start to devour it.

Shi Huozhu was still thinking about the news just now, so he ate a little absent-mindedly, and his speed was half a beat slower than Cai Gen.

The waiter's attention is relatively single. As a cook, he only cares about whether his food is satisfactory.

Seeing Shi Huozhu eating so carelessly, the waiter was dissatisfied.

"Shi Huozhu, don't you think it tastes good?"

There is no other way to call him by his first name.

Calling me brother doesn't match my actual age.

Calling me brother doesn't match my appearance.

Just call them by name, no problem, no matter how far or near you are, keep your distance.

After retracting his thoughts, he quickly picked up the rice porridge and drank it all in one gulp. In his haste, he almost scalded the stone fire beads to death.

"It's delicious, of course it's delicious. I've never tasted such hot, no, such delicious rice porridge."

Cai Gen then raised his head to look at Shi Huozhu and understood what he was thinking.

"Azhu, why don't you send out another wanted order and confirm the location? Is it Taiqinggou?"

The whole area mentioned at the beginning, how big is that?

It was indeed difficult to find it, and now that we have a clear location, we really should correct it.

Don’t you think about it, Shi Huozhu?

Do you still need Cai Gen to remind you about this?

"Brother Cai, I also want to change it, but I have lost the permission and can't modify it.

Forget it, that's it.

By the way, the driver just now said that those two girls, Jiutun, were going to Meigan Mountain.

I remember that Shuten’s data showed that he belonged to the Shinto religion.

Could it be that I still miss your family?

You should prepare early, it looks like the second wave of people is coming."

The following words were said to the waiter, which was a necessary reminder.

The waiter didn't take it seriously. The Shinto religion was so weak. He had a mountain close to him, so what was he afraid of?

"It's okay, don't worry about me, don't you have a boss?"

Only then did Cai Gen understand from Shi Huozhu's explanation that the person who wanted to snatch his bone-cutting knife was also coming to Meigan Mountain.

This group of people just feel uncomfortable. After all these years, they still want to plagiarize resources. They are blind.

"It's okay, waiter, whoever wants to kill whoever is here will just pretend to be a monk.

Let’s hold an exhibition in the future and call it Shinto Family Portrait.”

This suggestion won the waiter's heart, and he kept nodding his head in support. He and Cai Gen began to imagine that scene together. It was very beautiful.

The bell rang, and as soon as the store door opened, Zhen Shuiyin and Xiao Tmall came back.

After a long journey, I went into the house and washed my hands, and then started to eat. It seemed that I was very hungry after a night.

During the meal break, Zhen Shuiyin began to report the situation.

"Brother Cai, there are indeed more cars at night than during the day. It seems that the New Year holiday is very busy. I start rushing home after get off work on the last day, and I usually arrive in the middle of the night.

After a while, Xiaotian and I finished our meal and then went to watch the daytime.

It’s just that Xiaotian is not easy to hide and is easily exposed.”

Cai Gen thoughtfully pushed the tea egg forward for Zhen Shuiyin, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although she doesn't look too pretty, she is still a big girl, and she has been suffering from dark circles under her eyes for the past few days.

"Xiao Shui, don't be so anxious. It's not good for people to see you during the day. It's better to go at night and take a rest after dinner."

Xiao Tmall quits. He is the main construction worker. How can he become transparent?

"Master, Xiaoshui slept soundly this night, she didn't lack for sleep.

It’s me who didn’t sleep a wink all night, and it’s me who risked my life.”

"Yeah, yeah, you've worked hard, Xiaotian, come and eat some eggs and take some tonic. It's the last day tonight, and we'll talk about the rest after the year."

Cai Gen's cheap words that he doesn't want money at this time have to be said, and the amount must be very large. There is really no other way to motivate him.

"Brother Cai, it's okay. Let's try our luck during the day. Xiaotian is very agile.

This has been posted for several days, is there anyone who can call me for consultation?”

Yes, thousands of fans have been distributed, but why is there no one calling?

This is all a shame for Zhen Shuiyin’s persistence.

To be precise, Cai Gen's phone seemed to have been shut down, and it hadn't rang in the past few days.

Whether it was ordering food or sharing children, everything stopped, and Cai Gen was also puzzled.

"No, I don't know what's wrong. It's all gone, and there is no letter.

This is unreasonable. Are the laws of large numbers and probabilities invalid for me?

Could it be that someone is acting like a monster and blocking my way to make money?"

"The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, and the Chinese people are really up to their game."

Before Cai Gen finished speaking, the very recognizable ringtone in his hand rang.

Everyone looked at Cai Gen. This feedback came so suddenly that I couldn't help but sigh.

Could it be that everyone's wishes have had an effect? ​​Also, none of us here are ordinary people. Praying collectively may really have an effect.

Without looking at who it was, Cai Gen quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is shared children, what do you need?"

Dual voices sounded from Cai Gen's left and right ears. How could he hear two of his own voices?

"It's nothing, Third Uncle, I just want to try to see if the phone is working."

Um?

Cai Gen raised his head and saw Xiao Sun standing next to the bar, holding a big apple, turning on the speakerphone, and smirking to himself.

"Hang up, there's no charge for the phone call, you're free.

You come with me to the train station tonight, there is no work in the store anyway."

"Okay, I'm so exhausted in the store, I just want to go outside with you for some fun."

The original punishment instantly turned into welfare for Xiao Sun. This was definitely not what Cai Gen wanted, so he immediately changed his tune.

"Then you should just hold it in the store and continue to be idle."

Xiaosun, who was just a little happy, couldn't be happy anymore.

Being in the store every day with the waiter, a guy who talks about dying, is not just boring.

In fact, I tried to communicate, but when the waiter showed his past works, there was no basis for communication anymore.

As soon as Xiao Er read prose, Xiao Sun felt a headache.

"Azhu, Xiaoshui, Xiaotian, please help me see if someone is causing trouble.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to send out so many fans without even making a sound.

I feel more and more that this is unusual."

The people who were named looked at each other and then at the sky outside the window, remaining silent.

If there is someone who is so capable and can influence thousands of people at the same time, he must be skilled.

Well, if a technical person is targeting Cai Gen, what's the use of what he says?

What else dare you say?

"The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, and the Chinese people are really up to their game."

The phone rang again, and Cai Gen became a little impatient.

"Xiao Sun, don't make trouble, this is business."

Xiao Sun looked innocent and raised his hands high.

"Third uncle, it's not me. Look, I didn't take my phone."

Cai Gen glanced at Xiao Sun and really blamed him wrongly.

Is it really a call?

Did the call finally come?


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