Rebirth of the Routine King

At this time, the fat boss came over with a plate of food and said with a smile: "Master, this is my specialty. Try it. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay for it!"

When he went to a small restaurant to eat, this was the first time someone called him "Master". Wang Yan just thought it was funny. Did he write "rich" on his forehead?

He didn't take it seriously, and then took out his chopsticks and took a taste, then nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad! Is this vinegar chicken? It would take more than ten years of work to make it. The meat is soft and tender, and it is neither wood nor wood.

The oil is very good."

Seeing Wang Yan's high praise, the boss felt very honored: "I will give you another argument later, and you will be full of praise for the safekeeping! But it may take a little longer."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry to go back. By the way, what kind of wine do you have here?"

The boss replied with a smile: "There is Luyi Daqu in a golden suit, there is a twenty-year-old little confused god, and there is Zhijiang..."

Wang Yan asked again: "Is there any more?"

The boss understands what Wang Yan means. Is there anything else better?

His smile was a little stiff. When he offered drinks just now, he always talked about the expensive ones, but he didn't dare to mention the cheap ones...

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he smiled: "Years ago, my son-in-law came to visit relatives and bought two bottles of Maotai, but I didn't say anything, otherwise..."

Wang Yan nodded.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the upstairs compartment with a smile on his face.

How can you stop him from laughing?

Let him drink these two bottles of wine, if he won't part with them. Let's sell them... Can people who can eat in this small shop afford Maotai?

Even if you can afford it, will you believe that your Moutai is real?

But now, this young man with a calm temperament easily bought it.

...

Naturally, the young couple sitting not far away heard the conversation between these two people. When they looked at Wang Yan again, the previous contempt in their eyes was gone.

Obviously, this boy who looks about the same age as me is very rich, otherwise he can drink Maotai?

The girl named Qingqing looked at Wang Yan twice. For some reason, she suddenly felt that this boy was so cool!

A man came to a restaurant to drink in the middle of the night and ordered two bottles of Maotai...

At that moment, her mind immediately imagined a plot about a wealthy young man getting drunk late at night due to love.

"Let's go! It's almost freezing!"

As the saying goes, people are more irritating than others, and the boy feels more and more the strong aura emanating from this boy. Coupled with the change in his girlfriend's eyes, he feels that if he doesn't leave, he will give his girlfriend more room for imagination. After comparison,

All your advantages will be lost if you don’t have money.

There has been some fluctuation in my relationship with her during this period. If I make her unhappy again, maybe tonight's good thing will be ruined.

With that said, he stood up and took his girlfriend's hand.

After Qingqing glanced at Wang Yan one last time, she walked to the front desk with her boyfriend, just when the fat boss came down carrying a gift box.

The boy paid the bill, and the girl walked to the road and turned on her back.

"It's snowing!"

Hearing the girl's surprise, Wang Yan quietly raised his head. Under the light of the restaurant, pieces of snowflakes danced in the light.

It's snowing again...

After getting their change back, the young couple, who had just met each other, left together, and the boss came over with two bottles of wine.

He helped Wang Yan open a bottle unskillfully, and said with a smile: "Help me taste the real and fake wine. If Xiao Meng dares to buy me fake wine, I won't let him in this year!"

Xiao Meng, naturally

He is the son-in-law of the restaurant owner.

Wang Yan took a sip and nodded with a smile: "Authentic."

Then, while Wang Yan was eating and drinking, he looked up to admire the snow. As the snowflakes in the light became denser and denser, the wind became more and more violent, causing the stop sign in front of the restaurant to rattle.

The fat boss hurriedly moved the stop sign back to the store and pulled the rolling shutter door down a little. Anyway, no one would come to eat at this time. After finishing the last dish, the stall could be closed.

Half an hour later, the fat boss came to Wang Yan with a plate of freshly baked dishes.

"Master, you eat slowly, I'll clean up the dishes..."

Wang Yan stopped him: "I can't eat that much by myself, come on! Let's have a drink together!"

The boss was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

However, Wang Yan picked up the wine bottle and poured him a large glass, and then said: "First have a glass of wine to warm your stomach, and it won't be too late to clean up later."

Perhaps it was Wang Yan's enthusiasm or the temptation of the glass of wine. The boss wiped his hands on his body and sat down with a smile.

"How many years has uncle been working here?"

Wang Yan picked up the wine glass and asked with a smile.

The fat boss also hurriedly picked up the wine glass and replied with a smile: "It has been seven or eight years since I came to this mall to treat my wife. Later I found that this city was quite lively, so I closed my shop and rented a house here.

I bought a house and maintained my condition while doing this business."

After taking a sip of wine, the boss smacked his mouth and said, "This Moutai is not as good as I thought it would be. It's quite spicy."

Wang Yan chuckled and said: "There are different types of wine, and not everyone is accustomed to drinking good wine."

The boss asked tentatively: "Master, are you a local of the mall?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "No, I just graduated this year and did some business in the mall."

As soon as the boss ordered, he raised his glass and made a toast gesture.

Wang Yan drank very slowly this time, only taking a small sip at a time.

"What disease does Auntie have?"

The boss sighed: "Liver cancer was almost in its advanced stage when it was discovered. I had to cut out more than half of the entire liver before I could save my life. I couldn't do heavy work. I just helped me carry a plate every day. I feel a little uncomfortable today."

She feels comfortable and went to bed early. I’m going to take her for another checkup tomorrow!”

Wang Yan was greatly touched when he heard that his mother Li Xinlan in her previous life was suffering from liver cancer. Unfortunately, she could not survive the illness in the end. It only took three months from discovery to death.

Then he said sincerely: "A serious illness reveals true love. Auntie, following you will make this life worthwhile."

The boss waved his hand and said with a slight sigh: "Whether it's worth it or not, isn't that what it should be? She suffered a lot from following me and complained a lot. When she was young, she kept nagging about finding another one.

There was no hope in following me. But she scolded her fiercely. When she learned about her illness, she refused treatment in order to save money and build a house for her son and find a wife. It took a lot of effort to persuade her to go to the hospital.

..."

The boss suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, everything has come to an end."

Wang Yan picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "After all the hard work, the joy comes, the future life will definitely be better, come on! Let's do it!"

.....

On this windy and snowy night, Wang Yan chatted with a restaurant owner he had never met for nearly two hours. After finishing two bottles of Maotai, he drank another bottle of Luyi Daqu.

It wasn't until his mother Li Xinlan called that he got up to say goodbye.

When paying, Wang Yan didn't even count, he just took out all the money in his pocket, which was estimated to be tens of thousands of dollars.

The boss hurriedly waved his hand and refused, shouting repeatedly that he couldn't do it.

Wang Yan smiled and slipped into the wind and snow while the boss was not paying attention.

When the boss ran out, it was snowing heavily and there were no people on the road.

Looking at the stack of banknotes on the table and the empty wine bottles, he shook his head and smiled.

In the 30,000 days of life, there are always people who can always be recalled even if they meet once, and there are always some bizarre things that no one can predict. It is not surprising.

.....

Sitting in the car, Wang Yan felt much better. Taking advantage of this good mood, he decided to go find Qi Xiuquan tomorrow!

If she can't answer all the doubts in her heart, she will pursue her even if she stalks her!

Returning to the door of the villa, Wang Yan got out of the car and opened the door.

At the same time, the curtains of a window on the second floor swayed slightly, and the figure behind the curtains quickly walked downstairs. When he opened a door and walked in, Wang Yan just walked to the lobby on the first floor.

Wang Dacai quietly got back into bed, fearing to wake his wife.

Unexpectedly, my wife was not asleep at all. I heard her whisper: "You're back?"

"Well, I just came back, hum! Next time he comes back so late, I'll break his legs!"

Li Xinlan curled her lips: "You say that every time, and you always wait until he comes back before going to bed. Are you a father like you?"

Wang Dacai chuckled: "The key is that this guy is so annoying! Look what time it is before he comes back..."

"You want him to come back early and not call?"

"Why should I call him? I'm me! What's the dignity of calling him on my own initiative?"

Li Xinlan was too lazy to argue with her husband: "Stop talking and go to sleep. Youyou wants to eat pig's trotters and has to get up early to go to the market tomorrow."

"Buy a few more, Wang Yan also likes to eat them."

...

Back in the room, Wang Yan rushed to his feet, took off his clothes and got into bed.

The moment his warm skin touched the cold quilt, he thought of Song Zhiwen's recovery.

Before going to TW, she always kept the bed warm, and she never disliked her cold legs and hands. As soon as she got in, she would cross her legs as soon as possible and then cool herself down.

Put his hand on her belly.

Eh!

I am both her blessing and her calamity. I hope everything ends well.

...

Wang Yan felt that he had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by a rapid alarm.

It took a lot of effort to open my eyes, which felt sore and uncomfortable.

He knew this symptom. As long as he didn't get enough rest, his eyes would be like this.

I glanced at the wall clock in the room and saw it was only eight o'clock!

Who the hell calls themselves so early?

When Wang Yan saw the caller number, he frowned tightly.

Bai Hao?

Wang Yan told him before that it was best not to call him, but to text him if anything happened.

He has always done this and never called himself.

So what is going on?

After waking up, Wang Yan casually answered the call.

"Hello~"

From this feeble feeding, one can hear his helplessness and sullenness.

Bai Hao's tone on the other end of the phone was very alarmed, and the first sentence made Wang Yan's expression change drastically!

"Wang Yan, just now I noticed that Qi Xiuquan and Liu Pu walked into the library together, holding hands."

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ps: Thank you, Mr. Blue Sakura.