Leisurely tax collector

Chapter 80 Revisiting the Bamboo Tea House
Knowing why he was surprised, Wang Yi smiled: "Just drive it, why ask so many questions!"

"Wow, brother, do you have relatives from abroad who came back and covered you, and you can get such a number?" Zheng Rong and Liu Zhongnan, who had not left, heard it and sighed exaggeratedly.

"What? What 0066?" There were still many students in the classroom who hadn't left yet. Now that the three were amazed, some acquaintances asked curiously.

After hearing that Wang Yi actually bought a Mercedes-Benz E with such a special license plate number, everyone looked at him differently for a while: "Oh, Wang Yi, you are so good at pretending. It has been three years. oh!"

"Wow, so that car is yours! When I saw it in the morning, I was still muttering. Who is so perverted, a 40 Mercedes-Benz has such an awesome number!"

"Tsk tsk, with this license plate, who would dare to treat your Mercedes-Benz E as a 40 car? Even a car worth millions may not have it, okay?"

Of course, there are classmates who are envious, and naturally there are classmates who are jealous. Some people are sour and authentic. Maybe Wang Yi borrowed this car from others.Everyone knew about his family background at the beginning of school. How could an ordinary worker's family get such an awesome car.

For those envious classmates, Wang Yi just smiled without saying a word, and kept responding to their requests for a treat to eat. For those who questioned, Wang Yi himself did not intend to have a deep friendship with them.Then, just pretend you didn't hear it and make you jealous.

These students who like jealousy can only vent their mouths.A person with a little bit of brain, unless his family is also very good, otherwise, he should not think about blackmailing himself.

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After getting the key and knowing that there is such an awesome license plate, He Fan couldn't wait to show off in front of the beauty, so he ran in front alone, while Wang Yi, Liu Zhongnan and Zheng Rong walked slowly Walking behind, talking and laughing back to the dormitory, after a little freshening up, carrying a few bags of snacks that I ordered from the small town market at noon, I took a taxi to the Zhuxiang Teahouse.

As soon as he entered the teahouse, the elegant Xu family sister-in-law looked at him carefully, then blinked her big eyes that seemed to be able to see everything clearly: "The day before yesterday, you were the one who saved Qingyin, right?"

Wang Yi was slightly stunned, but soon laughed: "It's not really a rescue, it's just a small favor. How do you know it's me? I came here twice before, but I didn't sign up."

Xu's sister-in-law grinned gently: "Qingyin said, you are more handsome than Captain Lu. And you have friendship with Mr. Dong."

Wang Yi couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

That's the good thing about being handsome, it's easy to be remembered, and it's remembered by beauties.

He smiled brightly: "Oh, Captain Lu must not hear this, otherwise I will be in serious trouble. By the way, Mr. Dong and the others are here, right?"

"Yes, Qingyin just went in for a while. By the way, write me any guzheng music you like, and let Qingyin play it later." The sister-in-law of the Xu family continued gently.

"Uh..." Wang Yi scratched his head in embarrassment: "I really don't know much about this, or let Qingyin choose by herself, as long as it is leisurely and brisk, it's fine."

Xu's sister-in-law nodded clearly: "That's fine. What kind of tea do you want to drink? I'll give it to you, no money."

"Haha..." Wang Yi smiled: "Then let's have a more fragrant one. To be honest, I'm just a rough person, and I don't have too high requirements for tea. I just want to be quiet when I come here."

"Then, let's have a Dahongpao! It's just that we can't get the most precious tea from the mother plant, so we can only treat you to a pot of inferior tea." The sister-in-law of the Xu family smiled slightly, and said to Wang Yi's self-satisfaction. Derogation does not mind.

"Okay. I have to work!" Wang Yi hurriedly agreed.

Dahongpao is so famous, so Wang Yi knew that the mother cup of tea was really not within his reach.

It doesn't matter, a little less will do.

He quickly came to the front zither room, and then gently knocked on the door: "Dong Bo, it's me, Xiao Wang."

If you don't declare your identity, I'm afraid the two old people inside will ignore it.

Soon, within a few seconds, Elder Dong happily opened the door: "It's finally your turn."

His old eyes moved down again, and when he saw the big plastic bag in Wang Yi's hand, he was happy: "There are so many? Haha, today is a lucky day!"

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What Wang Yi brought this time were cookies, donuts, and brownie chocolate cake and honey gingerbread produced by the newly completed pastry factory.

However, even Wang Yi himself has never eaten the latter two flavors. He just took out these two snacks that children must love to eat out of his trust in the small town factory.

As a result, Mr. Dong and Mr. Zhu only took a look at the brownies, then put them away, focused on cookies and donuts, and finally paid attention to honey gingerbread.

"What is this?" Elder Dong opened the steaming paper package, took out a small finger biscuit, and suddenly asked unexpectedly, "Why does it smell like ginger?"

That ginger flavor is really strong.

"Honey Gingerbread." Wang Yi smiled and said, "Eating ginger in hot weather is the best way to get rid of the cold. Honey can moisturize dryness, so you won't get angry because you eat too much ginger."

During the time he was introducing, Mr. Zhu had already picked up a piece of gingerbread, bit it down gracefully, his deep old eyes froze for a moment, and then, a bit of satisfaction appeared on his puzzled face. After eating quickly, he slowly Nodding: "Yes, the ginger is strong enough, the honey is sweet enough, and the throat is not irritated."

"I'll take that chocolate cake home for you, and I'll give you this honey gingerbread." Elder Dong confidently began to share: "I have cold legs and rheumatism. I need to eat more ginger to get rid of the cold!"

"Who said that ginger can cure rheumatism." Mr. Zhu moved a few boxes of honey gingerbread towards his side unmoved: "Xiao Wang gave it to both of us. The old rule is to share food with each other and share the rest equally!"

His originally serious face, coupled with such actions of protecting food, made Wang Yi quite amusing.

Of course, after the fun, there is pride and pride.

It seems that what I chose is still very popular.

Elder Dong stared at Elder Zhu for a while, but finally he couldn’t bear it anymore, and shared everything with him resentfully, and then asked Wang Yi strangely: “Why don’t you make pizza this time? It’s almost time for dinner !"

Wang Yi smiled: "Let's change the taste. Originally, pizza is not our country's favorite. We Chinese people should eat more traditional Chinese food in order to be comfortable."

"Uh, that's a good sentence." Mr. Zhu nodded approvingly: "These Western-style snacks are just snacks for when you're hungry. What's really delicious is our Chinese food."

Then, Elder Dong glanced at the guzheng that was still playing outside the window, and asked narrowly, "Is there something else you are hiding from us? For example, saving a beautiful woman...?"

Wang Yi blinked: "No! Where is there a beautiful woman for me to save?"

"It's not about saving, it's about helping!" Mr. Zhu glanced at Mr. Dong indifferently: "How old is this? I still can't tell the difference!"

Elder Dong ignored him, and only stared at the pretendingly innocent Wang Yi with interest: "It doesn't matter whether he is helping or saving, anyway, you showed your skills yesterday, right? Zhuxiang told us everything."

(End of this chapter)