Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 265 You Still Have This Ability

Zhu Lamei's sudden arrival can be said to have killed Wang Zhaoyang by surprise.

It was so late, the vendors on the street had closed their stalls, and even the state-run restaurants had closed their doors.

Although the hotel is still open, the chef has already rested at this time, and only accepts overnight guests at night.

"Then you can get us something to eat, I'm really hungry."

Zhu Lamei didn't care so much, she just kept asking him to get something for herself.

"Mom, aren't you embarrassing me?" Wang Zhaoyang said helplessly, "How many times do you want me to tell you that we don't cook here."

Wang Zhaoxing snorted coldly: "Brother, I'm fine, but you just have the heart to watch Mom go hungry?"

Wang Zhaoxing knew how to handle Wang Zhaoyang.

When he was not working and at home, he tried this trick time and again.

And it works surprisingly well.

Wang Zhaoyang gave him a cool look: "If you have to say that, then I will tell the truth. Don't say that there is no fire here, there is only one bed here, you should think about how to sleep at night. "

Zhu Lamei's face changed drastically: "Wang Zhaoyang, you have a wife and don't want to be a mother, right? Our elders rushed over too much, and you didn't give us food or let us rest?"

She said viciously: "If I knew you were such a bastard, I should have drowned you in the toilet!"

"I'll be so wronged by you when I get old!"

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her: "Mom, just tell me the truth, you came here today without even saying hello, must something have happened to you?"

Wang Zhaoxing said, "Brother, touch your conscience, do you still have a conscience when you say this?"

"Mom said, she misses Tongtong, don't you even let Mom look at Tongtong?"

It was fine if Wang Zhaoxing didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Wang Zhaoyang shot at him.

"Wang Zhaoxing, did you do something wrong with Mom again?"

Wang Zhaoxing's eyes flashed a little, he didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but he said with a stiff neck, "Brother, I'm your own younger brother, that's how you look at me?"

Wang Zhaoyang snorted coldly and said, "Well, you go out with me to see if you can still buy something to eat at the night market."

Wang Zhaoxing didn't even know that the night market in Qingpu City would close around nine o'clock.

And when they got here, it was already 10:30 in the evening.

No matter where they go at this time, they are doomed to be hopeless.

Before he could reply, Wang Zhaoyang picked up the key and said to Zhu Lamei: "Mom, you can rest here. I don't feel at ease if you are alone at home at night. I will lock the door."

After going out with a flashlight, Wang Zhaoyang took him to the nearest night market.

There are only two night markets in Qingpu City, one is near the machinery factory and the other is near the train station.

The distance between the department store and these two places is not much different, no matter which side you go to, you can just rush to nothing.

The two brothers walked one after the other, no matter what Wang Zhaoxing asked, Wang Zhaoyang just didn't answer.

If the person in front of him was not the elder brother of his mother, Wang Zhaoxing would have put him down long ago.

When I came to the train station, there were still a few stall owners closing their stalls.

Wang Zhaoyang pointed at them and said, "You still don't believe me when I tell you. Do you think there are still people selling food?"

Wang Zhaoxing snorted coldly: "Brother, don't lie to me. I know that you have opened a restaurant now. If others can't get food at such a late hour, it's not just a matter of your words?"

Wang Zhaoyang stared at him: "Are you sure you want to go? But I will say the ugly words first, if no one does it for you, you have to do it yourself."

Wang Zhaoyang figured it out.

It was impossible to hide the location of the hotel from him.

Rather than asking someone to inquire, it is better to take them there by themselves.

Wang Zhaoxing's eyes lit up: "Okay, if you do it yourself, you can do it yourself, it's not like I don't know how to do it."

Watching Wang Zhaoyang bring someone into the hotel, Miss Qian at the front desk greeted him.

Before he could respond, Wang Zhaoxing looked Qian Xiaomei up and down, and whistled at him: "Little girl, you look quite iconic."

Ever since she came to Guanghongyuan Hotel as the front desk, Qian Xiaomei had to deal with lewd people every day.

She has long been familiar with such things.

But there was still a look of disgust on his face, and he said politely: "Boss, if you want to open a midnight room, you have to wait until after twelve o'clock in the evening."

"Little sister, you go to work."

Wang Zhaoyang pulled Wang Zhaoxing and walked towards the kitchen, "Don't disturb other people's work."

After entering the kitchen, Wang Zhaoxing's eyes lit up immediately.

"Brother, your decoration here is very good!"

When he entered the hotel just now, he was blinded by the tall building.

How much does it cost to build such a large building?
He didn't even dare to think about it.

And when he entered the kitchen, he was even more satisfied.

The kitchen is huge.

It is bigger than the main room of his house, and it is beautifully decorated.

There are three freezers in the kitchen, and a freezer.

Through the glass of the crisper, he saw all kinds of semi-finished dishes.

The stove is covered with shining white tiles, and various kitchen utensils are hung above it.

With the faucet down from the window, there is also a fresh pond, in which more than a dozen fish weighing three to four catties are raised in running water.

There are two plastic buckets next to the fresh pool, in which are dry rice noodles that will be sold in the morning.

Opposite the stove, there is a chopping board with a few rolling pins and a few clean steamers on the chopping board.

The breakfast at Hongyuan Hotel is freshly made in the morning, and even the saozi in the morning is fried by the staff when they wake up in the morning.

Wang Zhaoxing grabbed a handful of roasted peanuts from the fresh-keeping cabinet and threw a few into his mouth, "Brother, you're doing well. Can you take your brother-in-law and me too?"

"You see, I'm already 28, and I don't even have a woman. It would be even better if you could introduce me to a wife by the way."

Wang Zhaoyang gave him a cold look, and before he could speak, Wang Zhaoxing said to himself, "I think the girl at the front desk is pretty good, she looks like a virgin, and she looks like a virgin."

Wang Zhaoyang didn't answer him for a long while.

What kind of virtue is Wang Zhaoxing, he knows better than anyone else.

"I advise you to stop thinking about it. If you let your sister-in-law know that you dare to attack her employees, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

Wang Zhaoxing cut out: "Brother, you are a big man who is afraid of what women will do. You really embarrass us men."

"If my wife dares to control me, it's over if I beat her or not."

"Wang Zhaoxing, do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

Ling Yue's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Wang Zhaoxing was taken aback. He suddenly came back to look at her, and stammered, "Sister-in-law, you, you can't make a sound when you walk?"

At this time, Ling Yue was leaning against the door and looking at him in a set of plaid pajamas.

She turned a deaf ear to his words: "Go on. I care about your elder brother. How are you going to beat me up?"

Wang Zhaoxing looked at her and began to point fingers at her: "Sister-in-law, since you're here, go and make some food for me and mom and send it to the department store."

"Mom is exhausted from the train ride all day."

Ling Yue sneered, "What's none of my business?"

She had already made up her mind to ignore Zhu Lamei, and she still wanted to cook for her at such a late hour?

But if it was Wang Xuekun who came, Ling Yue would still cook.

To be a human being is to compare your heart with your heart.

How do you treat me, then I will treat you.

If you are in the first day of junior high school, don't blame me for being fifteenth.

"Sister-in-law, that's your mother-in-law, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Yue stared at Wang Zhaoyang and said, "Wang Zhaoyang, I will settle this matter with you later."

Then he said to Wang Zhaoxing: "Don't get too close to me, I'm a restaurant, and it's only natural to pay for meals."

Wang Zhaoxing stared at her with wide eyes: "Sister-in-law, aren't you? I'm your younger brother. I still need money for a meal?"

"I'm not a love restaurant, why don't you pay for your meals?"

Wang Zhaoxing laughed angrily, he looked at Wang Zhaoyang: "Brother, what do you say?"

Ling Yue didn't care so much, and said to Wang Zhaoyang: "Wang Zhaoyang, you go upstairs for me."

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her embarrassedly: "Xiaoyue, it's so late, and there's nowhere to eat outside..."

"Isn't your brother here? Just ask him to fry an egg and fried rice with two pieces of sour radish for your mother."

Wang Zhaoxing became angry when he heard it: "Ling Xiaoyue, I'm giving you shame, right! Let my mother and I eat fried rice with eggs, how can you do it?"

"Do you like to eat or not?" Ling Yue stared at him, "Do you still think that I am the Ling Xiaoyue who was allowed to be flattened and rounded by your mother?"

"Xiaoyue, don't say a few words."

Ling Yue glared at Wang Zhaoyang: "I told you to go upstairs, you don't understand, do you?"

Ling Yue had already seen it clearly.

She is not Ling Xiaoyue.

But even Ling Xiaoyue would fight against Zhu Lamei's oppression at that time.

When I first traveled here, I was still foolishly trying to curry favor with her.

But people don't appreciate it at all.

Since they don't appreciate it, there's no need for me to stick my hot face to their cold buttocks.

Seeing that Wang Zhaoyang really left the kitchen, Wang Zhaoxing was even more displeased.

He stared at Ling Yue, and said viciously: "Ling Xiaoyue, I underestimated you, my brother actually obeyed your advice?"

"I'll only give you 10 minutes." Ling Yue ignored him at all, and looked at his watch, "As soon as 10 minutes are up, you come out right away."

Wang Zhaoxing can't control that much.

He leaned on the chopping board and stared at her with folded hands: "I'd like to see what tricks you're up to."

Ling Yue glanced at him, then stared at the watch again: "It's been 1 minute."

Wang Zhaoxing snorted coldly, not paying attention to her words at all.

He is a guest in Qingpu City, how can he ask a guest to cook?

One of them stood in the doorway, the other leaned on the chopping board, staring at each other, neither of them let anyone.

Ling Yue glanced at his watch from time to time, and then reminded him: "There are still 5 minutes."

Wang Zhaoxing looked outside the door, but did not see Wang Zhaoyang.

Without Wang Zhaoyang, he didn't have so many scruples at all.

"Ling Xiaoyue, I gave you a face, right? If you dare to push your nose on your face, believe it or not, I will slap you?"

Ling Yue looked at the time again: "There are still 4 minutes."

Seeing Ling Yue's ignorance of flattery, Ling Zhaoxing ran away immediately.

He rushed to Ling Yue with a stride, and raised his hand to slap him down.

Wang Zhaoyang shouted: "Wang Zhaoxing, what are you going to do!"

He walked over quickly and grabbed Wang Zhaoxing's hand, "Where are all your books? How dare you do anything to your sister-in-law?"

He pointed at Ling Yue's stomach, "If you dare to move a finger of her today, believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

Wang Zhaoxing sneered: "Okay, you two are capable, look down on us poor relatives."

"Isn't it just scrambled eggs and fried rice? I can't do anything else. Can I still make egg fried rice?"

He spoke beautifully, but when he stood in front of the stove, he froze.

He had never seen many things in the kitchen, let alone used them.

Just like the stove in front of him, although it burns coal, he doesn't even know where the vent is, let alone where the plug is.

He bent down to search for a while, and finally asked Wang Zhaoyang in Ling Yue's cold "two minutes" words: "Brother, how do you turn on the fire?"

Wang Zhaoyang stepped forward and opened the plug. Before he could clean the frying pan, he heard Ling Yue say, "It's time, go out."

Wang Zhaoxing glared at her angrily, but Ling Yue didn't give him any time at all.

"Wang Zhaoyang, you brought him here, did you pull him out yourself or let me do it?"

Wang Zhaoyang said: "Xiaoyue, my mother is still hungry, you..."

Wang Zhaoxing is used to being domineering, when has he ever suffered this kind of anger.

Immediately growled to Ling Yue: "Ling Xiaoyue, don't think that you are so great just because you have two stinky money, let me tell you, if you want to live a safe life in our Wang family, put the cover on me!"

Ling Yue didn't care about him at all: "Wang Zhaoyang, I'll give you one last chance to pull me out."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned: "Xiaoyue, he's my younger brother, you have to do such a great job, right?"

Ling Yue didn't speak again, but confirmed to him: "Are you sure you won't come out?"

She waited for a few seconds, and seeing that none of them spoke, she simply put them both in the kitchen.

When she came to the front desk, she said to Qian Xiaomei: "Qian Xiaomei, I have wronged you all night today. I locked the kitchen door. If you are hungry, eat some snacks."

After leaving these words, she quickly walked upstairs.

Seeing that Ling Yue locked the door from the outside, Wang Zhaoyang rummaged through his pockets and said helplessly, "Zhaoxing, are you satisfied now?"

Wang Zhaoxing said disdainfully: "Brother, you underestimate me too much. It's only a small lock that can lock me."

"I'll make something to eat first, and I'll talk about it when I'm full."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned and watched him cook the rice quickly, and made another package after he finished eating: "I sent this to our mother."

Then, he came to the back door, took out some thin iron wires, inserted the wires into the keyhole, and flipped them a few times. When Wang Zhaoyang heard the door lock click, he saw Wang Zhaoxing pull it open triumphantly. back door.

Wang Zhaoyang was dumbfounded: "Wang Zhaoxing, do you still have this ability?"

Wang Zhaoxing whistled at him: "My skills are good, and it doesn't affect your use of this lock."

(End of this chapter)