Regal starts in Spain

Chapter 75 The Prosperous Small Store.

The next day.

The night food shop officially opened, named Wangcai.

Cao Wei went shopping early in the morning and put on new clothes.

Li Liao also neatly put on his black chef uniform and stood in the shop.

I didn't even see anyone in the morning.

The two were suddenly a little frustrated.

Until about twelve noon.

An old man came in from outside the shop.

The old man was dressed simply and limped, and the clothes on his body seemed to have been worn for several years.

But he still walked into the Wangcai store.

Cao Wei enthusiastically took the old man into the store.

The old man was from the West, and he glanced at the menu on the table.

Ten euros for a bowl of ramen and five euros for fried rice.

"I only have two euros, can you give me a bowl of noodles?" the old man asked in a vicissitudes of life.

Cao Wei looked up at Li Liao.

Li Liao immediately got down, and in just 5 minutes, a bowl of seafood noodles was out of the pot, and Li Liao walked up to the old man with it himself.

The old man took a look at the noodles and saw that there were rich ingredients in it. He quickly waved his hands and said, "This is too rich, just give me a bowl of noodles in clear soup."

Cao Wei said: "When people are always down, give me face and eat this bowl of noodles."

"Thank you." The old man thanked him gratefully, picked up a fork and ate the noodles.

Ordinary Westerners seldom eat noodle soup.

But the old man ate very happily.

After he finished eating, Cao Wei was free and sat opposite him and chatted with him.

It is learned from this that the old man's name is Juan.

Because of a turmoil a few years ago, it led to bankruptcy, and it was reduced to begging for a living today.

"I'm full, it's time to go on the road." The old man said something, and quietly put two yuan under the bowl.

Cao Wei noticed it, but didn't say anything. After sending the old man away, he came back and picked up two yuan from the bottom of the bowl.

"Little Cao Cao, this old man is so pitiful, why do you still charge him two dollars?" Li Liao said.

Cao Wei smiled, and put two dollars into the tip bucket at the counter: "I don't want to strip him of his human dignity."

"Dignity?" Li Liao fell into deep thought.

The two waited in the store until night, but there was no one there.

Cao Wei was lying on the table, dozing off.

"Little Cao Cao, it's over, it looks like we were really hit by your father's plan." Li Liao looked desperate.

At this time, there was an old man outside the door, striding forward.

After entering the store, after looking around, I saw Cao Wei lying on the table.

"Hey, Cao boy, have you opened a shop?" Yang Qingguo had nothing to do. Originally, he wanted to come to Cao Wei's house to eat a bowl of noodles. He passed by Wangcai shop and walked in curiously.

"You... how did you come in!" To be honest, Cao Wei was a little afraid of this old man.

Yang Qingguo smiled and found a place to sit down: "Do you still want to make money? I'm a big customer, take good care of me, and help you shake people."

Cao Wei: (￣ー￣).

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he still walked into the kitchen with a smile. After working for a while, he came to Yang Qingguo with a bowl of noodles in clear soup.

Yang Qingguo looked joyful, thinking that he would be able to eat noodles in the morning, noon and evening in the future, and he was very happy in his heart.

"I said Cao boy, you should have opened a noodle restaurant, so that I can eat your cooked noodles every day, and I don't have to send messages to harass you every day and pester my granddaughter."

"Alas..." Cao Wei shook his head helplessly.

Yang Qingguo took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and posted it on Moments with the location.

Soon, there will be a bunch of comments below.

A group of people were curious about what kind of food they were, and they were fascinated by the boss, Yang Qingguo.

Of course, most of them still wanted to get close to Yang Qingguo, and asked some questions below.

Yang Qingguo ignored the group of people, put down his phone and ate noodles.

"Old Yang, I have found you." A young man ran in from outside the store.

Cao Wei didn't know this young man.

Yang Qingguo looked back and said, "Xiao Zheng, you came quite fast."

"That's right, as long as Mr. Yang calls me, I'll be there for you." The young man promised, patting his chest.

Mr. Yang continued to eat noodles with his head down.

The young man glanced at the menu, and asked for fried rice and ramen, so he casually ordered fried rice.

Cao Wei had no choice but to get into the kitchen again.

Then came out with fried rice.

The young man's name is Zheng Shubang, the second young master of the Zheng family.

Zheng Ying's younger brother, Zheng Shuheng's second elder brother.

Cao Wei put the fried rice in front of him.

Zheng Shubang glanced at it and didn't pay much attention, so he picked up the spoon and took a small mouthful.

In an instant, the taste buds exploded, and the saliva kept gushing out.

"It's so delicious! Yang Laoguo is a real food blogger." Zheng Shubang couldn't help it, and started to gobble it up.

Cao Wei shook his head secretly.

After Zheng Shubang finished eating one bowl, it was not enough, he shouted again: "Give me three more bowls, one bowl to eat, two bowls to eat tomorrow morning, and three bowls to give away."

"Eh..." Cao Wei felt very tired, but he still got into the kitchen.

More and more people came after that.

Most of them came to make friends with Yang Qingguo.

But after eating Cao Wei's cooked noodles and fried rice, they all praised him and promised to bring friends next time.

Cao Wei and Li Liao were extremely busy inside.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night that Cao Wei drove away these annoying guys, and quickly asked Li Liao to close the door, lying powerlessly on the table.

"Young master is exhausted." Cao Wei lay there, not wanting to move.

Li Liao cheerfully began to count the money.

Cao Wei thought about Xiaohui, and said, "Xiao Liao Liao, why don't we open the door at seven o'clock in the evening as usual tomorrow?"

"Okay, so I can spend time with Lucia." Li Liao looked very happy.

The two packed up in the restaurant, opened the door and left the shop.

"Hahaha... I didn't lie to you, old man, did I?" Yang Qingguo stood outside the door and said with a smile.

Cao Wei and Li Liao were taken aback.

"Old Yang, what are you doing in front of our shop if you don't go home in the middle of the night?" Cao Wei asked angrily.

"The nightlife has just begun. I want to ask you young people where you like to go recently." Yang Qingguo asked.

Cao Wei looked at him with contempt: "Go home and sleep."

"That's right, sleep." Li Liao followed.

"It's really boring." Yang Qingguo looked contemptuous, ran back into the car, and drove to Yebuzui Disco.

When Cao Wei returned home, his parents had already gone to sleep.

He took a shower first, and went back to his room feeling refreshed.

Turn on the phone, there are several missed calls.

After dialing the phone number, a cold voice came: "Little Cao Cao? My brother has epilepsy again!"

"I'll be right there." Cao Wei hung up the phone, called Yue Hope in the middle of the night, and asked him to drive to pick him up.

Yue hoped that he hadn't slept yet, and was playing games with his friends. When he heard that Brother Cao had something to do, he rushed out and got into the car.

Not long after, Yue Hope drove downstairs.

Cao Wei went down in his pajamas.

After getting in the car, Yue hoped to drive to Leng Bingru's house.

"Brother Cao, why do I feel that there is something tricky about it? You went to Miss Sister's house so late, do you have something?" Yue hoped with a mean look on his face.

(End of this chapter)