Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 1 Trader Joe's
"You are the nephew of Lao Qiao's family, I heard him mention it before." An aunt wearing a red woolen coat and permed yellow curly hair looked at Qiao Mu with a smile and sighed, "You are quite handsome, don't you? girlfriend?"

Qiao Mu sheepishly scratched his head and said, "Not yet."

"Would you like to introduce one to you, my daughter is about the same size as you, and she has no match. By the way, where do you work now?" asked the enthusiastic aunt.

"I just graduated this year, and I plan to continue to open Uncle's tavern." Qiao Mu was even more embarrassed.

The smile on the aunt's face shrank slightly, and she frowned and asked, "Why don't you find a job at such a young age? This place is about to be demolished. What's the point of guarding such a dilapidated tavern?"

Of course, Qiao Mu would not be ashamed to say that his major was too bad, so he didn't find a job for more than half a year after graduation.It was even more impossible for him to tell the other party that the uncle who hadn't seen him for six years died suddenly, and one of the conditions for leaving this tavern to him was to let him continue.Although he was not optimistic about this remote tavern and could even resell it, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he simply decided to stay here first, wait for the news of the demolition to be confirmed, and take the money and leave as soon as possible.

Seeing that his expression changed and he was silent, the smile on the aunt's face disappeared and she politely said goodbye and left.From a distance, Qiao Mu heard her muttering: "What can you do when you are young? You have to be lazy and lazy. Today's young people, who dares to push their daughter into such a pit of fire..."

Qiao Mu's face was burning hot, but the job search for more than half a year made him understand that the world is not as friendly as it appears on the surface, and people have to bow to reality after all.He raised his head again and inserted the key in his hand into the lockhole in front of him.With the sound of "click", the slightly worn-out iron door opened.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Mu opened the door.The dust hit his face, and he coughed for half a minute before he got used to it.Looking up, there were ten black tables placed in the [-]-square-meter bistro, each table equipped with four chairs.At the end is a large one-meter-high bar with a black sofa chair behind it.A two-meter-high and one-meter-wide wine barrel is placed on the side of the bar, with a faucet underneath, presumably for receiving wine.

"There should be a wine rack behind the bar, and a refrigerator..." These thoughts flashed through Qiao Mu's mind for a moment.Immediately, he smiled wryly and shook his head, the place was about to be demolished, so what was he thinking about.

Whoa!

He opened the door of the tavern and walked into the tavern.The dust accumulated on the table was thick, but there was a clear line of footprints.

"Did someone sneak in after my uncle returned home half a year ago?" This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind.

Speaking of Qiao Mu's uncle, he is quite legendary.He was born in the late 60s and was the first person in his village to go to college.After graduation, he was assigned to the provincial party committee until he was 40 years old. There were rumors that he would be promoted to be the deputy director of the provincial public security department.When Qiao Mu's grandparents were holding a banquet in the village, he suddenly announced his resignation and started building a tavern.Because of this, the grandfather became ill and the grandmother was exhausted mentally and physically. The two old people both returned home within a year.He worked quietly for six years and returned to the village with a terminal illness.

在墙上的电子钟表上扫了一眼，上边显示着“定北市2017/1/1213:06:23”。

The arbor wraps around to the back of the bar where there is a toilet and wooden stairs.Climbing up the wooden stairs to the upper floor, one sees a large messy room.There is a large mattress in the center, the floor is covered with waste paper, and footprints are getting more and more messy.Qiao Mu bent down to pick up a few pieces of paper, glanced at them casually, and threw them away.

"I don't know how long we have to wait for demolition. Since I promised my uncle, let's prop up this place first." Qiao Mu thought silently.

Not long after, he took a newly bought broom, a plastic bucket, a rag... until night fell, Qiao Mu fell tiredly on the mattress.Although the place is still simple, it has been cleaned up by him.

The next morning, Qiao Mu woke up.He checked the tavern back and forth, and when he saw that there were no places that had been missed, he threw away the garbage piled up in the tavern.

The street where the tavern is located is located outside the third ring road and is slightly remote.There are some three- and four-story small shops on both sides of the street. Most of them are closed, and there are only a few customers in business.Originally there was some passenger flow here, but since the opening of the commercial street a few hundred meters away, the place has become lifeless.

On the way, I bought an egg-filled pancake, and Qiao Mu came back with a paint bucket and a wooden brush.He repainted the mottled plaque at the door to make the words "Qiao's Tavern" more prominent, returned the wooden ladder next door, and returned to the tavern with satisfaction.

According to his original plan, he should first buy a refrigerator and braised vegetables to go with wine, but considering that he only had about [-] yuan in total and there were not many customers here, he had to give up.

Opening the door, he dozed off on the sofa chair behind the bar.I secretly thought about how to improve my business and at least support myself.

In one morning, a total of two customers came.One was a young man in a suit passing by, and left in a hurry after hearing that there was no famous wine sold here; the other was Uncle Song from the hardware store next door, who asked for a jug of wine.

The wine barrels are filled with cheap self-brewed wine, which tastes very strong, and I don't know if it is broken.Qiao Mu simply took Uncle Song, who was greedy for cheap, as a guinea pig for experiments.

For three days in a row, he received a total of six guests.Among them, two middle-aged men wanted to come for a drink or two, and after drinking a jug of wine, they paid and left cursingly.A couple of other unfussy old drunks never came after.

On the fourth day, a group of four people entered the store.These people were wearing leather jackets or down jackets, had ordinary looks, and acted arrogantly.

"Are you the owner of this store?" a man in black leather asked.

"Yes." Qiao Mu got up, he felt that these people had malicious intentions.

"How about selling it to me for 40?" the man in leather asked.

Qiao Mu was stunned for a moment, stared at the other party with an idiot's eyes, and refused straight away: "Not for sale."

He had inquired before that the demolition compensation here was at least two million. This guy wanted to use 40 to fool him. Do you really think he was a fool?

A man in a red down jacket pointed at the man in leather and said arrogantly: "This is my eldest brother called Cheng Feihong, please think clearly."

"If you don't want to drink, please go out." Qiao Mu said coldly.

"Okay, you're awesome!" A man in gray raised his thumb towards Qiao Mu, smiled mockingly, and the group turned and left.

Qiao Mu guessed that these people were local hooligans, but he was not worried.On the one hand, this is a society ruled by law, and forced buying and selling are rare; on the other hand, his uncle Qiao Yunguo has been in the officialdom for nearly 20 years, and many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen visited him during his illness.He intentionally introduced some people to Qiao Mu.Although it was impossible for those people to do anything for him on major matters, Qiao Mu believed that his phone could play a role in such small matters.

After the four of them walked out, the man in red asked Cheng Feihong, "Brother Cheng, what will you do if this guy doesn't sell your face?"

The gray-clothed man sneered: "It's just a matter of finding a few people to smash this place."

The man in the hat who hadn't spoken before shook his head: "No, I heard from my brother-in-law that the original owner of this place knew many high-ranking officials. Director Liu from the district came to join us when it opened. Even if we change the owner, we You can’t act rashly either.”

Cheng Feihong patted the man in the hat on the shoulder: "It's still Xiaoliu's thoughtful thinking, we don't need to fight, we just need to get some snakes and insects to slip in through the crack of the door at night, and we will raise the price tomorrow, and we will give you seven 80." Wan, keep that kid obediently and submissively."

"Brother Cheng is still thoughtful." The other three laughed.

An inexplicable look flashed in Cheng Feihong's eyes.

(End of this chapter)