Merchant and doctor

No. 152 Huimin Road, HSBC branch, when Bian Mu arrived at the gate of the bank with San Qiangzi on his motorcycle, the hour hand of the large wall clock hanging in the business hall just pointed to PM14:00.

"At this point, a lot of business can't be done, let's find a place to eat something casually." As he spoke, Bian Mu looked around for a long time.

The area around Huimin Road is part of the old city of Lijin City. Old hospitals, old schools, and scientific research institutes... Most of them are gathered in this area. Although there are not many high-rise buildings, the streets and alleys are clean and full of culture. A piece of leisurely elegance and calmness that can only be found in a metropolis.

The surrounding restaurants are all very elegant, and you can’t see the kind of small fly restaurant. As far as you can see, there are Sichuan cuisine restaurants, famous hot pot restaurants, famous fast food restaurants, special online celebrity restaurants... There are a variety of them.

"The weather is getting hotter, why don't we eat lightly, there is 'Old Guo's Private Kitchen' over there, how about it?" Bian Mu asked with a smile after locking the motorcycle.

"It's a lie, it's just that the decoration is more elegant. All the home-cooked dishes are served, but the money is charged from a special restaurant. Let's go to the buffet opposite! It's affordable!" Not wanting to spend too much money on Bian Mu, San Qiangzi suggested eating help yourself.

Shaking his head lightly, Bian Mu replied: "It's gaudy and not nutritious. It's hard for the two of us to make a table together. We'd better find a traditional restaurant for a serious meal." While talking, Bian Mu strolled along the street for a while.

"'Drunk does not return'...Since the name of the store has the word 'drunk' and it is located in this kind of area, it should be a bit more skillful in cooking. It probably sells homemade old wine, how about it?" Bian Mu sincerely treats guests, laughing He turned his head and said to the Three Qiangzi.

After walking a few steps, San Qiangzi stood in front of the store and took a few glances inside.

"The dining tables are all made of solid wood, and the waiters are dressed like movie studios. This kind of shop charges IQ tax. Let's change to another one!" As he talked, he came down the steps. It's best to accept everything.

"What time is it? It's time for people to close in a while. It's important to get down to business, so let's go here!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu walked up the stairs and walked straight into "Drunk Bugui".

The interior of the store is really well decorated. It looks like a typical Chinese restaurant, which is slightly different from other restaurants. There are many bamboo poles built on the height of this store, and many birdcages are hung on it.

Interestingly, all the cages were not covered with tarpaulin, and the small doors of the cages were all open, allowing the chirping birds of various colors to fly in and out freely.

It's past meal time, and there are not many diners in the store. At the table closest to Bian Mu and the others, there are three youthful and beautiful young ladies, dressed in fashionable clothes, smiling like tourists from other places.

A young waitress handed the ordering IPAD to Bian Mu, and asked them to order with a smile.

Bian Mu lowered his head and swiped a few times, feeling that the cooking of this restaurant should be quite authentic.

San Qiangzi raised his head and hit the bird flute a few times above his head. He was proficient in bird language, and it was rare for him to chat with the birds raised in the city, so he felt at ease and happy.

"Garlic vermicelli scallops, blueberry cod steak, abalone small potatoes, soft fried prawns..." Bian Mu ordered a few popular street dishes while muttering softly.

"Wait a minute! We don't want that abalone dish, let's change it!" As he spoke, San Qiangzi winked at Bian Mu.

"Then... let's change it to 'crab stick roll'! Let's have another beef crisp with sauce." After finishing speaking, Bian Mu handed the ordering IPAD to San Qiangzi and asked him to order.

"Salt and pepper beans are good! Here is a big serving of homemade tofu, which is also a big serving. It's a lot, so let's do it!" After finishing speaking, San Qiangzi returned the ordering IPAD to the young waitress, urging her to serve the food quickly.

San Qiangzi is really hungry.

"The main dish is steamed dumplings with vegetarian stuffing. Brother Qiangzi, do you want noodles or rice?"

"Small ramen! I want a big bowl." San Qiangzi responded with a smile.

"Then two more big bowls of small ramen, this is it! It's time to serve." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Both of you, please have some tea first, and the food will be served right away." After finishing speaking, the young waitress went to the back kitchen and urged her to start cooking.

"Is there something wrong with that 'abalone potato'?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Abalone has been around for a long time, and it's not nutritious, and it's expensive to die. We can't pay this kind of IQ tax."

"Did you hear what those birds said?" Bian Mu made a joke half-jokingly and half-seriously, pointing at the little birds above his head with his right index finger.

"No! You think I'm delusional! In many ways, they're not much different from us. They're good and bad. The abalone in the back kitchen is no longer fresh, and they're expensive. , of course you can’t eat it!”

"Amazing! Hey! Brother Qiangzi, why don't you help me ask those Mr. Birds what is the prospect of the stock market in the near future?"

"Cut! They don't know that! They are stupid! Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..." Bian Mu was amused and laughed.

"Brother Qiangzi! You should have Sima Kui's ID card and household registration book, right?" Bian Mu talked about business again.

"I don't see the household registration book, but my ID card is with my father! Isn't that afraid that Uncle Kui will lose it again! It will be troublesome to get a replacement for that thing!"

"Then in what capacity should we ask the bank to allow us to inspect Sima Kui's customized safe?"

"This... can only be entrusted to others, so who is the right one to turn to?" After finishing speaking, the three Qiangzi fell into a state of deep thought.

"I don't know half of them at the bank. I'm a little bit blind now. Is it really a waste of time?! Really!" When it came to this, Bian Mu was in a bit of trouble.

At this moment, two middle-aged waitresses began to serve the dishes.

After tasting a few bites, Bian Mu felt that this store is doing quite well. If there are branches in other places, you can consider this store for future treats.

San Qiangzi was not too polite, grabbed his chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls of beef crisps, and couldn't help but praise him repeatedly, but he didn't mention any catchphrases such as IQ tax.

Bian Mu was about to discuss with the three strong men where to get a certificate and enter the bank to do business, when he heard three or five men coming in noisy behind him, one by one, with loud voices, the restaurant was just as quiet as before. The peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Feeling somewhat disgusted, Bian Mu turned his head and looked at those men a few times.

They were all tall, short, fat, and thin, and their hair was dyed in various colors. From the looks of it, these people should be people from a special entertainment circle. Of course, they might just be a bunch of urban bastards.

"Yo! My sisters are so handsome! Come on! Add a WeChat account!" One of the shortest boys patted the shoulder of the beautiful girl closest to him a few times, took out his phone and started to chat with each other. Scan reserved contact information.

The rest of the men started singing for him.

Surprisingly, those men were actually very good at singing, and they had received professional training as soon as they heard it. Anyway, Bian Mu listened very well.

No one should underestimate the people of these two years.

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