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Chapter 32: The Old Chef in the Wang Mansion
It was cold outside, and it wasn't very warm inside. Li He ordered a few dishes and said to Li Aijun, "Do you want a high alcohol content today?"
Li Aijun put the walking stick in his hand on the ground, took off his wet clothes, and nodded in agreement.
"Fatty Li He, give me two bottles of Old Baifen!" Li He shouted to the restaurant owner.
"This, isn't this a bit wasteful?" Li He's shout made Li Aijun feel uncomfortable. Old Baifen from Shanxi was very expensive, and most people couldn't bear to drink it. Li Aijun felt a bit uncomfortable.
Li Aijun didn't stand on ceremony. After the wine was served, he unscrewed the cap and poured himself a glass.
The spicy Fenjiu entered his throat, and Li Aijun's face instantly became hot. There was no time to serve the dishes on the table, so he had to drink the water in the glass in front of Li He. Only then did his mouth not feel as hot as before.
"Fatty Li, come, give me a plate of cold wine!" Li He smiled and shouted to the counter not far away. Then he said, "There is enough wine. Don't drink so quickly, or I will have to carry you out later."
"This wine is really good!" Li Aijun stuck out his tongue, but his body was warm at this time. It seemed that good wine was worthy of its reputation. Then he continued, "Xiao Li, to be honest, don't dislike it. Your age doesn't match your personality. You seem to have seen through life and death. I climbed out of the battlefield from a pile of corpses. Let me give you a sentence: If you don't relive your prime, you won't be able to see it again. Come, continue to drink. "
"Come, come, let's drink!" Li He raised the glass and drank it in one gulp. He didn't answer Li Aijun's words. Yes, I will experience life again. Why do I have to deliberately suppress myself? Why can't I have a relaxed adolescence? I was so depressed in my previous life. If I continue to be depressed in this life, wouldn't it be a waste of my rebirth? Why do I have to suppress myself? I have also died once. What else can't I let go of? It's a waste of youth if one isn't frivolous.
After figuring this out, Li He suddenly smiled. Everything was going according to the instincts of puberty.
The rain outside suddenly became much heavier than before. The people on the street began to run. Those who were in good condition wore a raincoat and rode a bicycle. It was much better than holding an umbrella.
In the rainy street, a sloppy old man with patches all over his body was trembling as he stood in the corner of a wall. From time to time, he would raise his head to look at the sky that was spitting rainwater.
Cold, it was too cold. The old man exhaled a breath of cold air helplessly. Suddenly, a scolding voice came from behind him, "Where did this old beggar come from? Get out of here, it stinks!"
The one who scolded him was a fat old woman. The old man had no choice but to move. The old woman seemed to do it on purpose. She suddenly opened her umbrella again. As a result, the cold rainwater on the umbrella splashed onto the old man's face.
"You!" The old man was a little emotional, but he was speechless in the end.
In the pub, after Li He and Li Aijun finished a bottle of Old White Fen, they didn't feel cold anymore. There was still one bottle left. Li He wanted to open it and continue, but Li Aijun refused to drink anymore. He said that if it didn't rain tomorrow morning, he still had to go out to set up a stall, so he couldn't drink anymore.
"How much can I earn by setting up a sh * t stall?" Perhaps Li He drank too much, but this sentence suddenly popped out of his mouth.
Li Aijun's eyes flickered. After a short moment of silence, he suddenly muttered softly, "If I don't set up a stall, what else can I do? Then … ha."
Li Aijun stood up with a sad expression. He swayed his body with his walking stick and was about to go out.
"Old, Old Li, I'll come again next time!" Li He chased after him anxiously …
Hua hua hua! Hua hua hua!
As soon as Li He pushed the door open, he was met with a strong gust of cold wind. The rain outside was getting heavier.
"Damn it!" Li He cursed angrily. Then, he quickly looked for Li Aijun's figure. However, other than the heavy rain, there was no sign of Li Aijun. Li He was thinking about how far he could run with the walking stick.
"Drinking, drinking is a hindrance. Damn it, drinking is a hindrance!" Li He cursed continuously. Then, he secretly made up his mind to start a shoe factory.
"Ouch!" A weak scream came from afar.
In the rain, Li He seemed to see a figure falling on the ground. He thought Li Aijun drank too much, so he opened up the umbrella in his hand and ran over.
When he got closer and realized it was a drenched stranger, Li He didn't turn around and leave immediately. Instead, he walked forward and squatted down.
"Uncle, uncle?" Li He shook one of the old man's arms. The old man quickly turned his face around. The rain washed the old man's face, but the old man shouted something that Li He would remember forever.
"Hungry, young man. I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry! … "
Li He looked at the old man who was curled up in the rain and shivered. Suddenly, an unknown fire was ignited in his heart.
"Uncle, wake up. Uncle, I'll bring you to eat now. Eat something good!" Li He roared. Perhaps it was because of Li He's words that the old man, who was originally very weak, slowly stood up with Li He's help.
"Thank you, thank you!" The old man didn't stop talking. Then, he took the opportunity to lie on Li He's back and ran to Old Li's restaurant.
"Aiya, why did you come back again?" They were old acquaintances. The restaurant owner thought that Li He came back to give him money for the meal, so he wanted to say something to keep up appearances. However, he was interrupted by Li He, "Fatty, do you have hot water?"
Old Li finally saw that there was a person lying on Li He's back.
"You, you, come here for a moment!" Li He just put down the old man on his back and was dragged to the side by the owner.
"You, how did you meet him?" The owner looked at the old man who was lying on the chair and panting from afar with a mysterious and careful expression.
Li He thought it was a little funny, so he briefly told the owner how he met the old man in the rain. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol or the cold outside, but the aftereffects of the alcohol suddenly rushed up.
He pushed the owner away and rushed to the kitchen at the back.
The owner didn't give up and directly followed him, "Hey, hey! I know you're rich, but I still have to say something. It's better to stay away from that old man! "
"Why, retch ~!" Li He just spat out a word and felt his stomach churning. He directly vomited into the bucket.
"Okay, okay. You vomit first. I'll go out first!" The sour smell in the air finally made the owner a little unable to stand it.
After a while, the nausea in the depths of his throat gradually subsided. The waiter in the kitchen handed him a bowl of noodle soup. Li He smiled and thanked him. Then, he began to gulp down the wine.
When he came out of the kitchen, he found that the old man had wiped his face clean. Other than his clothes being a little messy and shabby, his spirit was much better than before.
"Sir, what do you want to eat?" Li He asked the old man.
The old man said, "Give me a pot of Old Baifen for you to drink, and a bowl of white rice!"
"Hehe, old man, are you a noob?" Li He thought the old man was trying to save money for him, but before he could figure it out, he was shocked by the old man's next words.
"Vegetables? What they cook is also called a dish? "The old man said in a strange tone.
Li He was dumbfounded. You're about to starve to death, yet you're still so arrogant.
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"Hey, go, go, get out of here!" The shop owner's expression was extremely ugly. If it wasn't for Li He, he would have beaten him up already.
"Hmph, if it wasn't for this little brother carrying me, I wouldn't come in even if you carried a sedan chair." At this time, the old man actually began to cough violently.
Old Li suddenly erupted in anger and shouted, "Get out, get out, I think you're a tuberculosis ghost, why didn't you die on the road!"
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