kingnovel Chapter 1047: Master, your cooking skills are amazing!
Chapter 1047: Master, your cooking skills are amazing!
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhou Qi quickly retracted his hand: "Now when you go out and stay in a hotel, you need your ID and work permit. How can I bring you with me? What if you are a bad guy?"
"Come on!"
Tian Xiaoyi chuckled: "Who helped me chase away the pickpocket at Suzhou Station just now? I have a pretty good eye for people, it was you!"
She suddenly lowered her voice: "At most, he is just a taciturn person pretending to be a bad guy."
Zhou** felt a jolt in his heart.
This girl looks carefree, but she actually knows everything - her father is the mayor of Jinling. Although he is not a tyrant, if she can establish this relationship...
Thinking of this, he tightened the backpack in his arms; the 500,000 yuan in cash inside hurt his chest.
"Don't worry, I will contact you as soon as I get to Jinling. I think we will meet in three to five days at most."
As Zhou Qi spoke, he threw his backpack over his shoulder, turned around and squeezed into the green carriage bound for Haicheng.
He was dumbfounded as soon as he stepped into the car - the aisle was full of migrant workers lying in all directions, and the smell of instant noodles mixed with sweat rushed straight to his head.
How can this be a train? It's clearly a can of sardines!
Fortunately, it only takes five or six hours to get from Xuzhou to Haicheng, although it actually took two hours longer than expected. This old car breathes slower than an old cow, and people would get sick if they stayed in it overnight.
When he found his seat, he swore to himself: "If I, Zhou Qi, take a long-distance bus again in my life, I will be a dog!"
"Woo——"
Amid the sound of the whistle, white steam rose from the platform.
As the car slowly slid forward, a clear voice was suddenly heard: "Brother Zhou! You said you would call me!" Tian Xiaoyi trotted after the car window, her ponytail bouncing in the morning light.
"What's wrong with this girl?"
Zhou Qi watched the corners of her clothes fluttering as the wheels accelerated.
Seeing his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes reflected in the glass, he touched his chin and suddenly realized: "No wonder, this guy with such good looks can get along well anywhere." As he said that, he waved towards the window.
It was not until the train turned out of the platform two kilometers away that Tian Xiaoyi stopped, panting.
She covered her face with her hands as her cheeks burned. "I'm going to die. Why did you start running after me? Could it be..."
He laughed out loud before he finished speaking, and his ears turned red as if they were dyed by the sunset.
Amid the sound of wheels hitting rails, Zhou Qi stared at the receding sycamore tree in a daze.
Memories of past lives suddenly surged up - the treasury bonds in 1992, the housing reform in 1998, the rise of e-commerce in 2008... these waves of wealth creation flashed back in my mind.
What did Lei Jun say?
Standing on the wind, even a pig can take off. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. This time he went to Haicheng, he must seize the first opportunity...
"Beer, drinks, mineral water, and move your legs!"
The conductor pushed a cart through the crowd, and the aluminum lunch boxes clinked.
Zhou Qi took out a crumpled train ticket and wrote a string of numbers on the back. This was the first code he could think of to make money.
"Girl, please get two bottles of soda."
Zhou Qi stared at the yellowed train seat cover and took out a crumpled two-cent bill from his trouser pocket.
When the flight attendant pushing the snack cart heard the word "girl", her ears turned slightly red. It was not common to hear such a friendly name.
The stewardess with pigtails handed over the soda and explained: "Comrade, remember to return the bottle after you finish drinking. It only costs ten cents."
The two bottles of soda in her hands were shaking in orange and peach colors, reflecting tiny spots of light in the stuffy carriage.
When Zhou Qi took it, his eyes fell on the other person's face. The girl had a bit of Liu Yifei's coldness between her eyebrows, but she was taller, with a blue cloth uniform wrapped around her slender waist, and beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.
"This bottle of orange-flavored soda will help you cool down." He skillfully tapped the bottle caps together with two "clicks", and the soda popped.
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
The girl refused with her mouth, but her fingers honestly took the cold glass bottle.
She tilted her head back and drank quickly, the carbonated bubbles slid down her neck into her collar, and a satisfied sigh came from her throat.
This is the first time I have encountered a passenger asking the conductor for soda on this Beijing-Shanghai line, which has been running for more than half a year.
"Serve the people."
Zhou Qi shook the remaining bottle of peach flavored beverage, and his plastic sandals rolled over the melon seed shells on the floor: "Look at you pushing the cart back and forth more than ten times, your clothes are soaked with sweat."
Before she finished speaking, the girl suddenly turned the cart around and said, "Follow me."
She walked briskly through the aisle filled with woven bags, her blue skirt sweeping across the copper lock of the berth compartment: "I'll find you a quiet place."
Zhou Qi followed closely, holding a bulging army green canvas bag, and smiled to himself that the five cents was well spent.
When I pushed open the iron door of the crew room, a cool breeze mixed with the aroma of jasmine hair oil blew in my face - in the four-square-meter space, the blue checkered sheets on the folding bed were starched and white, and the enamel bathtub cast an elliptical light spot on the iron table.
"I'll call you when we get to the station."
The girl tapped the train timetable with her fingertips, and when the door lock fell with a click, Zhou Qi had already collapsed on the creaking little bed.
In the shadows of the poplar trees passing by the car window, he was thinking about how to exchange the fifty-dollar electronic watch in his bag for the prime land in Haicheng Beach.
The canvas bag scraped past the green sleeper partition. As soon as Zhou Qi squeezed into the crew lounge, he heard a crisp call: "Brother, are you getting on the train in Xuzhou?"
The girl with two pigtails was cooling boiled water in an enamel pot. The white cuffs of her railway uniform were dazzling.
"I'm from Suxian." Zhou Qi wiped the sweat from his neck. In August, the carriage was filled with the smell of overnight instant noodles.
"That's half a fellow villager!"
The girl vacated the lower bunk quickly: "My name is Ye Xiangling. My father used to work in the Harbin Railway Bureau. He named me Nianxiang because I have the word 'Su' in my name."
There was rust on her badge and coal dust between her fingernails.
Zhou Qi sank into the hard bunk, and the smell of cold cream mixed with jasmine soap wafted over the pillow.
The wall fan above my head creaked, blowing away the stuffiness in the carriage with the scent of soapberries on the girl's hair.
"Do you often run this route?"
Zhou Qi took out a soda and handed it over. Water droplets condensed on the outside of the glass bottle, and when Ye Xiangling took it, her fingertips rubbed against the calluses on his palm.
“I have to go back and forth four times a week.”
She opened the bottle cap with an experienced gesture: "I haven't seen someone like you in the sports car for three years. You look like a businessman who travels all over the country."
The zipper of the canvas bag made a rustling sound, and Zhou Qi shook out a few design drawings: "Su County not only produced the story of Farewell My Concubine, but also this..."
The wine bottle drawing rustled in the shaking carriage, and the four cursive characters "盛世天下" on the gilded bottle were unrestrained and uninhibited.
Ye Xiangling picked up a blueprint and looked at it closely under the light: "Wow, this bottle is even more impressive than the foreign wine in Haicheng Department Store!"
She suddenly pointed at the intersecting railroad tracks outside the window and laughed: "If your business grows, I'll escort a wine train for you someday!"
Ye Xiangling held up several color photos and studied them again and again: "Master, your craftsmanship is amazing! Who would believe that this is a wine bottle? Even the fine vases in Jingdezhen are not as exquisite as this one!"
"It's just an ordinary wine bottle. I plan to apply for appearance and utility model patents with this."
Zhou Qi wiped the mist off the lenses.
A man who can make a woman truly admire him is a man of real ability.
Ye Xiangling sat up straight unconsciously, with admiration in her eyes.