Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Boss Qiao is interested in me?
"Brother Zhuo, you're here!" Xiao Luo was squatting on the ground staring at the two boxes.
"You're pretending to be a mushroom," Qiao Zhuoyi said, "What the hell is this?"
"I don't know. They were there when I got here." Xiao Luo took the scissors beside him and cut open the seal. "Wow, these grapes are really big! Who put them there?"
“It’s not written here.”
As soon as Qiao Zhuo pulled off the tape and picked it up, he saw the handwriting on the note was crooked - Boss Qiao, I'm sorry.
"No name left?" Xiao Luo came over, stood on tiptoe, bent over, and looked up and down several times like a monkey stealing a peach.
Qiao Zhuo glanced at the address on the box and asked, "Are your mother and sister gone?"
"Let's go," Xiao Luo said with great joy when talking about his family. "My sister really likes that wig. Even though my mother scolds me, she is happy to see my sister and I getting close... Oh, I remember now!"
Xiao Luo clapped his hands, "There's a grape plantation in Fanjia Village! Ha, they made such a fuss, and they think they'll just let it go with two boxes of grapes! Brother Zhuo, I'll throw them in front of their store!"
He lifted his non-existent sleeves and stretched out his slender arms, but was intercepted by his brother Zhuo.
"This box is mine," Qiao Zhuoyi said, "and you can take that box back for your grandma to eat."
"Ah?" Xiao Luo scratched the back of his head. "Oh, thank you, Brother Zhuo! You are my real brother!"
"A few grapes already make you a brother. Do I have to change my last name to Fan?"
"Hey, no, no!"
Qiao Zhuoyi dug out a few bags and packed half a box of grapes. He instructed, "Sister Sun, Grandma Xu, Xiao Lu, and Zhou Jue, each take a bag. Go ahead, Xiao Luo will run errands."
"Huh?!" Xiao Luo, the errand boy, was shocked. "This client, you've never taken the initiative to flirt with the neighbors... oh no, interact with them... Brother, how come you've become so easy to talk to after suffering a loss? Let me tell you..."
So long-winded.
Qiao Zhuo walked to the mirror and found that there was still a mark on his chin. No wonder Qiao Yuyi looked at it for a long time. Tsk, what's wrong with this tuft of hair? He pressed it down, let go, and the hair stood up again.
"...Then why isn't there any discussion about the boss?" Ronaldinho ended his long speech.
"Give me the trimmer." Qiao Zhuo said at the same time, "Why doesn't he have one?"
"Looking for me?" The voice of the central figure in the conversation came from outside the window.
Xiao Luo looked over with the clipper in hand: "Talk about the boss!"
Qiao Zhuo stretched out one hand for a long time, raised his knee and touched the back of Xiao Luo's thigh: "Treasure it? Give it to me."
Xiao Luo chuckled, handed over the trimmer, and walked out to greet the person.
"Lao Fan... that should be their family. They sent two boxes of grapes," he said. "Brother Zhuo asked me to send some to Xiao... to you guys. Eh? Rice balls? I've had breakfast and talked to Boss."
Tan Du smiled and raised his chin, and Xiao Luo understood.
Buzz buzz buzz——
As Qiao Zhuo raised the shaver to his head, he caught a whiff of rice. He turned off the shaver and said with a stern face, "I don't eat salty food."
"Eh?" Xiao Luo was embarrassed, holding the rice ball.
"I just happened to buy a sweet one." Tan Du handed another one to Qiao Zhuoyi like a magic trick.
Qiao Zhuo turned his face away: "I don't eat sweets either."
"Hiss--" Xiao Luo smelled the smell of gunpowder and stepped back a little.
"What a coincidence! Sister Ming is back from closing her stall, and she's out of rice and vegetables." Tan Du showed another one, "and there's a pure rice one."
"Huh?!" Ronaldinho was impressed.
Tan Du held two rice balls in his left hand and took out his mobile phone with his right hand to show the payment code.
Xiao Luo's eyes widened in shock! The coffee shop owner has become a middleman!
"... Damn!" Qiao Zhuo couldn't hold it in any longer, and raised the corner of his mouth. He took the sweet rice ball and sat on the sofa to eat it. Tan Du poured a glass of water familiarly, and Qiao Zhuo took it without hesitation. He ate so fast that he almost choked.
Tan Du asked, "How are the grapes distributed? I brought some along."
"Need not!"
Before Qiao Zhuoyi could say anything, Xiao Luo jumped up and said, "I'll go!"
Qiao Zhuoyi asked curiously, "What are you shouting about?"
This isn't even the boss's place, how can you be so embarrassed! Xiao Luo protected the bag and tried to convey his feelings through his eyes.
Qiao Zhuoyi didn't understand and pointed at him, saying, "Hurry up and come back quickly. Don't try to slack off and not study."
Then he turned to Tan Du and said, "That half box is yours. Take your own."
"?" Xiao Luo swallowed, "Boss Tan, how about you help take care of him?"
"Get lost," Qiao Zhuo glared at him, "You're not going to install mushrooms to modify the windshield wipers!"
"Wipers?" Tan Du asked in confusion.
"Hehe, you said I was indecisive." Xiao Luo raised his hand to explain.
The balcony was covered with scattered ginkgo leaves. A pile in the corner was still wet, and the ones in the middle had wilted from the sun.
Qiao Zhuo picked out a few pieces with clear veins and complete shapes and put them in the bag.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Luo counted the number of buttons on the teacher's clothes and took off his headphones.
"The kid is useful," Qiao Zhuo pointed at him, "you better be serious."
"Take a five-minute break," Xiao Luo asked. "Brother Zhuo, why didn't Yueyue and Lele come today? Did they go home?"
Qiao Zhuo pursed his lips and replied softly, "Soon."
"We're leaving early tomorrow morning, just in time for the study tour." Qiao Yuyi finished chewing a chicken leg, and Lele picked up another one for her. "Thank you, Lele! Boss Tan, your cooking skills are amazing! Can I come to your shop this afternoon?"
"Of course." Tan Duhui.
"No." Qiao Zhuo said at the same time.
"Objection is useless. I haven't sat down to have a good afternoon tea for a long time." Qiao Yuyi replied.
Qiao Zhuo glanced at her. The latter was watching Tan Du carefully wiping the gaps between his two greasy fingers and winking at him.
"Where do you feel itchy?" Qiao Zhuo said angrily.
"I'm itchy all over! Can you scratch it for me?" Qiao Yuyi put her hands on her hips.
"Let me scratch your head for you." Qiao Zhuo pulled the corner of his mouth.
"If you scratch it again, you'll become bald." Zhou Jue scolded Xiao Lu lightly, looking at his messy head.
A group of elderly tourists came to the old street today. They originally planned to visit nearby attractions, but they were trapped by rain yesterday and had to change their itinerary.
The chic decoration, the huge ginkgo trees and the delicate twin boy and girl were all powerful weapons to attract the elderly group. They all rushed in and occupied all the seats in TD, and very tactfully ordered a cup of coffee each.
Xiao Lu was worried instead of happy. He squatted in the corner and muttered: "We only have so few beans left. What will happen in two days? Ah——"
The town center, the central hospital and the street office organized a social event and ordered TD coffee and cakes early on. The beans that had arrived earlier were just ready to be used after a few days of storage, but they were all destroyed by a rainstorm.
"We'll temporarily suspend business after these customers leave," Tan Du replied. "I'll ask in the group if anyone can spare some space."
Everyone in the group runs a coffee shop in the city, so they can spare some money to help out in an emergency.
[I still have a bag of... my own rations.]
[Damn, don't tell me about that bag of yours, it's embarrassing.]
I have quite a few, but they're all stock, and the quality isn't great. If you don't mind, come pick them up in the store.
[Sorry, Lao Tan, the coffee market the day before yesterday coincided with the street dance competition, so business was surprisingly good.]
[Don't mention it, I'm also flooded. ]
【I lent mine to someone upstairs. 】
This year's slogan was changed to "Autumn's first cup of coffee." Sales are booming, and there's nothing we can do to help.
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"Damn! How did they catch up?"
Qiao Yuyi left with her two children, and the senior group also withdrew. Xiao Lu quickly hung up the "temporarily closed" button and sighed while swiping his phone.
Zhou Jue asked in another group, but the answer he got wasn't very encouraging: "I do have a merchant who has it, but they want it for a high price."
Xiao Lu glanced at the price and said, "Fuck! What a bastard! He's taking advantage of the situation!"
Zhou Jue looked around: "Where's Brother Tan?"
"She went to Grandma Zheng's," Xiao Lu replied. "Her cardboard boxes are probably flooded too."
"Brother Tan is really..." Zhou Jue couldn't think of any other way to describe him. He threw a grape into his mouth and uttered the simplest word human could use, "a good man."
When the sun set, Tan Du opened the door and came back.
"Brother Tan, you're back—" Xiao Lu asked, lying on the table, "What should I do with Douzi—"
Zhou Jue's eyes were sharp, and he asked, "Brother Tan, what happened to your hand?"
There was a shallow cut on the back of Tan Du's hand, with several blue veins running through it and a streak of blood seeping out. He casually took a tissue and pressed it on it. "It's okay, go home. Douzi, I'll find a way."
He picked up the two bags, pushed open the door, and bumped into the person coming out of the small room.
Qiao Zhuo's hair was an inch shorter, making him look much fresher. The tip of his left ear was red from being pressed, and there was a mark on his cheek. He looked sleepy.
The customer who wanted a totem tattoo spoke like he was chanting a mantra. He chatted with people for more than an hour and hit his forehead against the table ten times. He really couldn't take it anymore.
He had been planning to catch up on some sleep in the car, but when he got out he remembered that he had been riding a motorcycle in the afternoon. He squeezed the key in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and went into the small room where he slept soundly.
Tan Du looked at the shape of the mark and touched his ear: "Boss Qiao, you..."
Qiao Zhuo glanced at him and opened his palm, on which was an ear cuff in the shape of a small red snake.
Tan Du took it with a smile: "I was wondering why I couldn't find it. The bed sheets are really new, I guess they fell off when they were changed."
"Did I say anything?" Qiao Zhuoyi covered his nose. "What's that smell?"
Tan Du turned sideways and revealed the bag on the ground: "The meat is bad, I'll take it away and throw it away."
Qiao Zhuo looked at the familiar red bag and didn't say anything for a moment.
"Boss Qiao?" Tan Du stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him. "You haven't woken up yet?"
"Awake," Qiao Zhuo stared at the back of his hand, "You picked it up? You're just scratching it."
I was pricked by a needle before, my car door was scratched yesterday, and there is another cut today. It's really an eyesore.
"Huh?" Tan Du was stunned for a moment, then he realized what was happening and smiled, putting his hands behind his back. "It was just an accidental scratch, it's nothing serious."
"Just now..." Qiao Zhuo turned his head away, his ears seemed to turn red again, "What are you talking about finding a solution?"
"Nothing, just something at the store."
"What's up?"
"Hmm?" Tan Du stepped forward, bent slightly, and looked at him with a smile. "Boss Qiao, are you interested in my...shop?"
Qiao Zhuo pinched his palm and said, "Yes, I'm interested."
He took another half step forward: "Why? Is it inconvenient to tell outsiders?"
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