Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 7 Apoci's Buddha Song (please recommend, please collect)

As mentioned last time, the police station perfectly solved the follow-up problem of the car shooting incident, but Zhu Quan's clothes have not been bought yet.

Several people chatted for a while, and Lao Wang remembered what his wife had told him, "Director Zhou, let's stop talking, I have to take Xiao Zhu to buy some clothes, look at him, he is still wearing my rags. Pointing to the slightly loose sleeves on Zhu Quan, Lao Wang felt a little embarrassed.

Lao Zhou waved his hand: "Go, go."

As soon as Lao Wang and the others left the office, they were called back again. Lao Zhou opened the drawer, took out an envelope from it, and handed it to Lao Wang: "Here are some shopping coupons issued by the unit. Our old couple can't use these. , let Xiao Zhu get it all."

When Lao Wang heard this, his face turned dark, his eyebrows raised, and he opened his mouth to spray: "Old Zhou, Lao Zhou, who do you think I am, Wang Chengfeng? Don't tell me whether I care about your few cents or not. Brother Zhu is the benefactor of our family, I have to take good care of him, why, are you slapping me in the face?"

After Lao Wang finished speaking, he sat down angrily, waiting for an explanation from Lao Zhou.

Seeing that Lao Zhou was going to hold a cup for tea again, when he got angry, he snatched it away with his hands, and finished it in one go.

"I still want to drink tea, you can drink horse urine." Lao Wang turned his head to the side, not intending to give Lao Zhou a chance to stare at him.

"I'm not for you, whoever looks down on you, who dares to look down on you, I'm for Xiaozhu." Old Zhou also didn't want to use this guy.

"I don't want it!" Old Wang didn't turn his head.

"If you don't, get out!"

"Okay, Xiao Zhu, let's go quickly." Lao Wang bounced like a monkey, and disappeared with a puff of smoke.

Director Zhou was dumbfounded: "This guy."

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Lao Wang took Zhu Quan to the shopping mall of the third aunt's house and bought some summer clothes that didn't look very old. They were too young, and they didn't fit Zhu Quan's cold temperament, did they.

When I returned to the entrance of the stewed noodle restaurant, the elevator repairer just came, so Boss Wang opened the store door, ready to open, and asked the elevator worker to see what was going on with the elevator.

"Xiao Zhu, it's okay to be idle. Come to the kitchen. I'll teach you how to cook. It will help you find a partner in the future." Speaking of this, Lao Wang couldn't help but recall some good times. Jia Yuling was taken down by her good looks and good cooking skills, hehe.

Zhu Quan frowned. Cooking is helpful. It seems that in this world, cooking is helpful. Although I don't know what the target is, but since it is helpful, you can still take a look.

He raised his footsteps and walked step by step into Lao Wang's so-called kitchen. At their time, this place should be called a kitchen.

Seeing Lao Wang raising and lowering the knife, watching Lao Wang go down into the pot, seeing a bowl of steaming stewed noodles come out of the pot, well, Zhu Quan basically remembered the general steps, that is, Lao Wang put the noodles into the pot and the vegetables. What are those powdery momos?

Since you don’t understand, then learn slowly, it’s impossible to ask, I, Zhu Baihu, don’t want to lose face.

"Come on, eat something first. I'll prepare the food first. It's almost time for someone to do this." Pharaoh carefully put the big bowl of noodles on the table, "Get your chopsticks, I have to go quickly I'm busy." Lao Wang wiped his hands, turned around and entered the kitchen.

While Zhu Quan was munching on the noodles, the elevator worker came down, "Boss Wang, is your elevator overloaded?"

"Overloading? Impossible. The homestay above me has never been fully occupied. There are only four of us here. Yours is full of seven people. How could it be overloaded!" Old Wang came out of the kitchen in a daze.

"If you were not overloaded, how could the cable collapse?" The elevator worker shook his head, but if it was overloaded, there would be an alarm and emergency system, which is strange.

"That's because your elevators are of poor quality, and it has nothing to do with me." He quickly waved his hand, Lao Wang would not admit that it was his fault, otherwise how much would the repair cost, and besides, he was not overloaded.

"Okay, I understand roughly. I'll shut down your elevator first. Don't let people enter the elevator passage. It's very dangerous there. I'll change the cable for you later." It seems that I have to go back and get the surveillance video, if Overloaded, you can take the money yourself, muttering in your heart, the elevator worker left.

"Then hurry up, it's tiring to go up and down the stairs every day." Old Wang wiped his sweat, and shouted at the little brother who was walking away.

"I see, you can climb the stairs to lose weight these few days." This guy didn't forget to say something wrong before he left.

For the next half a day, Zhu Quan worked for Boss Wang in this shop. Although he was not very familiar with the process, he could still wash a bowl and serve a dish so-so.

At almost six o'clock in the afternoon, Miss Xiao Wang came home from school. After seeing Zhu Quan who had a haircut and put on new clothes, she yelled again, "What a handsome man, what a god, Barabara's big boy!" heap.

"Stop arguing, go do your homework, next year it's time for the senior high school entrance examination, and I still don't care about it." Although he loves his daughter very much, when it comes to education, Lao Wang can ruthlessly scold others, after all, he is uneducated. What a loss, I can't let my daughter make the same mistakes again.

"Huh, I finished my homework." Xiao Wang pouted at her father, coquettishly, and then said to Zhu Quan with a smile: "Brother Zhu, let's go upstairs to watch TV, let me be old Dad is busy by himself, hmph." Then, no matter whether Zhu Quantong agreed or not, he forced himself to leave.

"Hey, this bastard." I kept muttering something to my mouth, and then I didn't care about her, as long as I finished my homework, my wife said that a proper combination of work and rest is also very good.

"Dad, why doesn't the elevator work?"

"It's broken, take the stairs, don't touch that elevator, stay far away."

"Know it!"

. . .

After turning on the air conditioner and the TV, Xiao Wang patted the sofa: "Brother Zhu, sit here and watch clearly."

Zhu Quan sat down according to his words.

It's still that strange thing, the people inside have changed, but it's still so vivid, and there are some words on it, but these words are mostly different from what I learned at the beginning, only a very few can understand, others always feel It's just as incomplete.

Zhu Quan decided to ask this little girl, after all, he saved her life, and she seemed more reliable than all the others.

"Girl, can I ask you a few questions?" Zhu Quan carefully recalled the experience of the past two days, probably speaking like this.

"Brother Zhu, my name is Wang Mingyue, you can just call me Yueyue." Comrade Xiao Wang was slightly dissatisfied with the title of girl, how unfamiliar it was.

Zhu Quan frowned slightly, is it appropriate to call him by his first name? Forget it, do as the Romans do!
"Yue...Yueyue, why can't I understand some words on that thing?" Zhu Quan didn't dare to look directly at her, but turned his eyes slightly away.

"Brother Zhu, don't you only know traditional Chinese characters?" The little girl was really smart, and she grasped the point right away.

"What are traditional characters?" Zhu Baihu was also a little confused about the meaning of traditional characters.

"Well, how should I put it, let me write it for you." Xiao Wang took out the very special "writing brush" that Zhu Quan had used before, and wrote two words on a piece of white paper, which should be a Words, one can't understand something similar to words.

Liu and Liu. (Don't ask me why a 13-year-old girl knows this word, I will)
"The word on the right, do you know it?" Xiao Wang tilted his head, stared at Zhu Quan's sword-browed eyebrows, and clicked his eyelashes from time to time.

"Well, Liu, Emperor Liu Bang." Zhu Quan nodded, and glanced at the word on the left.

"Now, the one on the left is also Liu, and the one on the right is basically not used because it is too troublesome to write." Xiao Wang drew on the paper, and marked Liu on the right with a pen.

"Think about it, the character on the left only needs six strokes, so it can be written?" As he said that, Xiao Wang gestured to Zhu Quan.

"What about the latter one, how many do you have to write?"

Zhu Quan frowned, then picked up the paper, and stared at the two words carefully.

"It is indeed much more convenient. You only need a few strokes on the left, and a dozen strokes on the right. The person who made such a feat is really a great talent."

Zhu Quan couldn't help admiring the people here. Although it seemed like a trivial matter, its magical effect was far more than that.

"Of course, it was our beloved Grandpa Zhou who presided over this work!" (Don't ask her how she knew, I want her to know)

Although he didn't know who the grandfather Zhou was talking about in Xiao Wang's mouth, Zhu Quan still admired him for it! !

"How to learn these characters?" This is what Zhu Quan cares about. He really doesn't know many of the characters just now.

"Well, well, I have to start teaching in kindergarten." Xiao Wang said it was okay, but if you asked her to teach, she would be a little bit blind, no, she started scratching her head.

"Kindergarten?" is another new term.

"Oh, don't take care of the kindergarten, let's start with the most basic." Xiao Wang said and ran away, probably to get something.

Zhu Quan didn't get up, but was still staring at the paper.

After a while, Xiao Wang came back with a few books in his hand.

"This is the most basic one. I'll read one, and you follow me. Listen to it." Xiao Wang cleared his throat, sat up straight, and started: "Aboci's Buddhist song."

"Apoci's Buddhist song." Zhu Quan followed it obediently, recited it, stared at it at the same time, and wanted to write down these things. This was something he had never seen before.

So, a 24-year-old Gongwei Baihu started his basic course of Chinese Pinyin, and his teacher was a 13-year-old girl in the second grade of junior high school.

After Lao Wang had been idle for a while, he wanted to go upstairs to see what his daughter was doing. When he walked to the door and heard the voice inside, Lao Wang was dazed again.

"Apoci's Buddhist song?" Patted his ears, and listened to it again. That's right, it was Apoci's Buddhist song.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

"I taught little brother Zhu how to learn pinyin." Xiao Wang raised his head and chest, and answered his father's question proudly.

Lao Wang didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't watch TV, then you continue to study, I'll go down." After closing the door, Lao Wang went downstairs.

"Hey, you are already in the second grade of junior high school. Will learning this help you in the senior high school entrance examination?" After walking halfway, Lao Wang finally recovered his senses, and was about to drive back, when he stopped the car again: "Yes, it must be Xiao Zhu. If you have brain problems, just learn, it’s better than watching TV.” Then he went downstairs.

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If you want to know what happens next, read the next chapter!
　Don't you see, it's hard work for me to code, so I recommend some collections, don't let me die!
　　


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