Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"How do you know that, boy?"

The boss stopped wiping the car tires, looked back at him in surprise and asked.

"That person stole my tires, I followed all the way here, did he charge 35 yuan?

I have already reported the police, how about I give you 36 yuan to go back to the courtyard with me to pack my bicycle back? "

He Zhiqiang looked at the two car tires and said.

"This……"

The boss looked at him and still doubted whether what he said was true.

"Just install two tires and give you a dollar, so you don't want to steal it? If you don't want to, just listen to the man tell jc that when the time comes, you will live in and eat lao like an accomplice."

He Zhiqiang looked at him a little clueless, what is the concept of a dollar, this boss is really a bit greedy!

"I'm not an accomplice, I'll go with you, I'll go with you."

When the boss heard about his accomplice, he was frightened. He quickly bent down, picked up the tires and the toolbox, and followed He Zhiqiang towards the courtyard.

……

State Hotel

Here, Xu Damao sat at the table and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, looking at the dishes that were still being served to him, feeling a little puzzled.

He didn't order any better food on this table!

Did he order it, or did he remember it wrong?

"Waiter, how many dishes are still on my table?"

Xu Damao looked at the ten dishes on the table, waved to the waiter and asked.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the back kitchen and ask."

The waitress came over, bowed to him and finished speaking, then walked towards the back kitchen.

He remembered that he had ordered six dishes, and he had eaten almost all of them. How come there were still some dishes left? The restaurant didn't think he was being taken advantage of!

"There are still five dishes not served, and we are already making them."

The waitress walked up to him and said to him apologetically.

This man doesn't look like a rich man in his clothes, he can't be a nouveau riche, he actually wants to eat fifteen dishes by himself.

"What! There are still five dishes? The young master only ordered six dishes. You are a black shop! Buy and sell!"

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately became furious. He couldn't finish the ten dishes on the table, and there were five more!

"Ah? No, I went to look at the menu. These dishes are all cooked according to the items on the menu."

The waitress looked at him blankly for a second, but she had never heard of this shop being a black shop, it was a century-old shop.

"Okay, young master is in a good mood today, so I don't want to argue with you anymore, return the remaining five dishes, and pack these dishes for me, and calculate how much it costs."

Xu Damao glanced at her, he couldn't let this matter affect his mood, these dishes still taste pretty good, let's take them home and eat them, they won't be able to finish them all in one day.

"Okay, these ten dishes are seven yuan and sixty-two cents in total, and this bottle of Moutai is four yuan and seventy cents, the total is 11 yuan and sixty-nine cents, half a catty of food stamps."

The waitress took the menu from the back kitchen and finished counting at the front desk, then ran to Xu Damao and said.

"Okay, help me pack it, 11 yuan and [-] cents plus half a catty of food stamps, right, I'll give..."

After Xu Damao drank a little Moutai in the cup, he tried to take out money from his pocket to give her, but he found nothing in his pocket.

The waitress was already packing for him, and when she heard him suddenly stop talking, she looked up and saw that he was touching his pocket anxiously.

For a while, he touched the left and right jacket pockets, and stood up and touched the pockets of his trousers for a while.

"You don't want to come to eat Bawang's meal, do you?"

The waitress looked at him and asked her doubts.

"Master is rich, how can he eat the overlord's meal!"

Xu Damao stood up and touched his pocket. He clearly remembered to put the money in the left pocket, why is it gone?

"Okay, the total is 11 yuan and [-] cents plus half a catty of food stamps. It's almost finished packing for you here."

The way the waitress looked at him changed. Although she said so, she already believed that this person came to eat Bawang's meal.

"The one who went out today has no money, can you let me go back and get the money?"

After Xu Damao touched all his pockets three times, he realized the reality. He lost his money, and his arrogance suddenly disappeared.

"No money? That's the overlord's meal, sisters, come quickly, this person wants to eat the overlord's meal, report to the police!"

The waitress put down the food in her hand and hurried towards the other waiters in the store, fearing that Xu Damao would run away.

"Hey, waiter, don't report the police. I didn't say I won't give you money, but I really don't have any money right now. When I first walked in, I showed you the food coupons and money.

I just have one meal here, and I have no money. Did one of you steal my money!Report to the police and express to the police, you are a black shop!What state-run ones! "

Seeing them talking, Xu Damao felt something was wrong, even if the money was lost on the road.

But he remembered to ask the waiter to see the money and food stamps when he came in, otherwise it would be impossible for him to come in for dinner!

Xu Damao became hardened when he thought about it, what kind of broken restaurant not only stole his money, but also ordered more food from him, why should he buy and sell by force!

"I saw the food stamps and money, but when we served the food, we all put the food on the table with both hands and left. How could we steal your money!"

Another waitress looked at him angrily and said.

"It's one of you who stole my money, and when JC comes later, you'll have a good time!"

Xu Damao sat on the chair and poured a glass of Moutai and drank it, not to mention that the wine was good.

After a while, jc came. When he came, Xu Damao and a group of waitresses were scolding each other, and the scene was very intense.

If jc came a little later, Xu Damao would be able to fight with these waitresses.

"Comrade jc's restaurant is a black shop! Not only did it steal my money and wronged me to eat Bawang's meal, but also secretly ordered nine more dishes for me! Comrade, can I eat fifteen dishes by myself?"

When Xu Damao was taken away by the jcs, he said plausibly.

……

Courtyard house

He Zhiqiang moved a bench and sat at the door watching the car repairer install the rear wheels for him professionally, and the front wheels had already been installed.

"Master, you are a good car repairer. It took less than 5 minutes to install it."

He Zhiqiang sat on a stool drinking tea from a large tea mug, looked at him and said.

"Young man, I'm a guy who eats, so I can't be unhappy."

The mechanic looked up at him and smiled.

"That's true. People need to have a craft in this life. If you have a craft, you won't starve to death."

He Zhiqiang is like a 50-[-]-year-old uncle, watching him express his feelings.

"That's true. If you don't have skills these days, you might starve to death somewhere and no one will know. Just pack it up and try riding it."

After the car repairer installed it, he held the wheel and turned it around a few times, and said to him that it was all right.

"Okay, I'll give it a try, and I'll give you 36 yuan."

He Zhiqiang looked at the restored bicycle in front of him, took out 36 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you, young man, next time if the car breaks down, it will be cheaper for me to fix it!"

The moment the car mechanic saw the money, he smiled brightly, put the money in his pocket, and bent down to pack the tools on the ground.