Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Boss He, wearing a festive dark red robe, stood at the door to welcome guests.

Seeing Lin Jiu coming, he greeted him enthusiastically with a bow.

"Uncle Jiu, you're here. I've saved a seat for you! It's by the window."

Even though Lin Jiu was tricked by an acquaintance, he had to bear the loss.

After all, it was he who persuaded his apprentice to take over this business.

He didn't respond enthusiastically like usual, but instead gave a polite yet distant smile: "Okay."

Boss He is a businessman and is very good at observing people's words and expressions.

Knowing that Lin Jiu was unhappy, his expression froze for a moment, then he walked away with a wry smile.

After the two sat down, Jingzhi looked at Xiaohai, who was sitting opposite him idly and swatting flies, and the depressed Abao with some concern.

"Brother Lin, with a sign like that, no one would go to A-Bao's place."

Lin Jiu closed his eyes and sighed helplessly, "This is business warfare. I should have thought of it earlier. He sold his stall just to move to a bigger store."

Jingzhi tapped the tabletop with his fingers. "This town is so small, his porridge should be eaten by regular customers everywhere. There's no need to write 'Beware of Counterfeit'."

"Besides, Abao's stall is small. Even if he still sells porridge, how many customers can he steal from him?"

"I think he did it on purpose."

Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, the money has been given to the other party and the stall has been taken over.

We can only let Abao do business for a few days and see how things go.

Every time I invite her to dinner, it always seems to go wrong.

Lin Jiu couldn't help but sigh again.

"Brother Lin, eating is all about mood. Since you're so unhappy, why don't we eat here? Let's go somewhere else."

Lin Jiu looked at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know... I always encounter this kind of thing."

Jingzhi waved her hand nonchalantly, "Oh, it's okay, it's not your fault."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I just saw a place selling roasted chickens. They smell so good. Let's go buy one."

Jingzhi pulled Lin Jiu, who had a complicated expression on his face, up.

When she reached the door, she saw Boss He, who was smiling apologetically, with eyes that were not eyes and nose that were not nose. She snorted and strode out of his shop with Lin Jiu.

Boss He thought that this business might be a loss.

10 silver dollars, sold the friendship with Lin Jiu...

But it’s really hard to survive in today’s world.

If Mr. Shi hadn't brought people to threaten him, he wouldn't have...

Ah, forget it.

The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.

……

Lin Jiu bought two roast chickens and returned to Abao's stall.

The master and disciple looked at each other, each looking uglier than the other.

To be honest, Po felt a little hurt by his master's disrespect just now.

At this time, he turned his face away, holding the white apron around his waist tightly with both hands, feeling awkward and not wanting to fight with Lin Jiu.

Yes, it’s just as Xiaohai said.

Cold blood!

ruthless!!

Too much! ! !

Jingzhi looked at the two of them and handed a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper to Xiaohai. "Abao, give me two bowls of porridge. Sell them to me at the original price! I'll open a shop for you!"

"Also, this is the roast chicken that Brother Lin bought for you. Eat it while it's hot."

Lin Jiu hesitated to speak.

I didn't buy it for them at all. I bought it for her as an apology.

A Bao's expression improved a lot because of her two words. "Okay, it's six cents in total. You can sit next to me. I'll clean the tables and chairs."

Jingzhi took out his purse and counted out six coins to give to him, then found a well-lit table and sat down.

Abao picked up various rich and fresh ingredients and put them into the bowl, then scooped a large spoonful of boiling hot porridge into the bowl, and carefully wiped off the rice grains on the edge of the bowl.

Jingzhi: "I didn't realize you were so attentive."

"But isn't three cents a bit too little for a bowl? Will I lose money?"

Xiao Hai came over with a tray and brought out the porridge and roast chicken for them. A Bao smiled and replied:

"At the beginning, it's okay to make less money. The main thing is to accumulate customers."

Lin Jiu pushed the chicken towards her and said calmly: "It's good that you think so. Everything is difficult at the beginning. I..."

A Bao interrupted him and said with a smile:

"Master, I understand. I will do my best to save enough money to marry Xiaozhu as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Lin Jiu responded in a low voice, but his eyes were looking at the roasted chicken leg in his bowl, a little surprised, "I bought this for you."

Jingzhi & Abao: "I know."

They turned their heads and looked at each other, then turned to look at Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu's hand holding the spoon trembled, and he opened his mouth and said again: "This... is for you."

A Bao's brows relaxed, and he looked at Lin Jiu with sparkling eyes, "Master, I knew you were the best to me."

"Pfft."

Jingzhi covered her mouth, her clear eyes filled with smiles. She stared at the blushing Lin Jiu and said like Abao:

"Brother Lin, I knew you were the best to me."

Lin Jiu was so angry that he took the other chicken leg from the plate and said unhappily:

"Eat it, even eating won't stop you from eating."

She leisurely picked up the bright red roasted chicken leg, sizzling with oil, and sighed meaningfully:

"There are many ways to shut me up."

Xiao Hai suddenly raised his eyebrows: "...Hey~"

A Bao looked confused: "You...are you not eating enough? We will share our leg with you too."

Lin Jiu looked embarrassed. He looked down at his sandbag-sized fist.

"I... don't want to hit you."

Jingzhi pressed his temples, where the veins were throbbing, closed his eyes, and said through gritted teeth:

"Have a meal!"

Lin Jiu slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl, glancing at the dark-faced man opposite him from the corner of his eye.

Why is she angry again?

He really didn't want to hit her.

If he punched her like that, she wouldn't know how long she would cry, but she would just shut up.

Jingzhi saw that he was still looking at his left fist and couldn't help but pout.

At this moment, she hated her excellent eyesight.

There are several broken skins on the joints of his fists. Doesn't it hurt? He doesn't even apply medicine.

She dropped her chopsticks with a snap and pulled his fist off the table.

Lin Jiu was a little embarrassed: "Brother Lin, we sparred during the day, and I know you are good at fighting, so I won't..."

Jingzhi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Who wants to spar with you? Hold it up."

She took out a bottle of secret herbal oil from her bosom and opened it, saying in a stern tone:

"It will be a little painful, but it will be fine tomorrow, just bear with it."

After saying that, she poured the green potion on the back of his hand without question.

"Hmm."

He hissed and immediately held it back.

What's added to this medicine?

He suddenly felt a burning pain in several places where his skin was broken, as if he had been soaked in highly concentrated salt water.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's normal to be painful. I told you to just learn how to spar."

Jingzhi, who was stubborn, looked up and saw his tense jaw, and sighed secretly.

Helplessly, she lowered her proud head and gently blew cool breeze on the back of his hand to warm him.

The gust of wind seemed to create ripples in the stagnant water in Lin Jiu's heart.

Looking at her slightly pouting lips, Lin Jiu inexplicably thought of the scene of her eating candy just now.

Can't think about it!

Lin Jiu withdrew his hand with a whoosh, "...Okay, let's eat."

He felt as if the back of his hand, where she blew on it, was completely numb.

It’s over. Could he be allergic to men too?

……

The moon is round and bright today.

Open-air stalls are not without their advantages.

At least she saw his ears suddenly turn red.

This guy actually knows how to be shy, isn't he hopeless?