Chapter 893 The Older You Get, the Stupider You Become

"Hey, okay, okay!" Uncle Jia agreed quickly.

Ling Hong also smiled cooperatively. There is an extra Grandpa Jia, so where did the real Grandpa go? Of course, he only dared to think this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. After all, if he was beaten in front of the store, he would be shameless?

"Then I'm really not polite, haha." Uncle Jia said happily.

After all, Uncle Jia has no children. Not only him, there are several disabled veterans who retired from the battlefield and have no children. He feels that he is very lucky now. Being called grandpa by the grandson of his old comrade-in-arms, it feels like he has an extra grandson, and he is very happy.

"I'm serious. Without Squad Leader Jia, there would be no me." Mr. Ling repeated this sentence again very seriously.

"Okay, it's just like the repeater, always doing something in advance." Uncle Jia waved his hand nonchalantly.

Seeing that Uncle Jia didn't care, Mr. Ling straightened his back and looked like he wanted to reiterate again, so Ling Hong spoke.

"Grandpa Jia, what's wrong with my grandpa's scrambled eggs with leeks?" Ling Hong asked.

Naturally, there is a reason for Ling Hong to make jokes. Both of them are old people, and it is not a good thing to be too sad or happy.

"He will definitely not tell you. This is a funny thing." Uncle Jia said with interest.

"Grandpa never said it, but whenever he gets excited, he likes to say this saying: Fried eggs with leeks. I know a Yangzhou saying is "Fried leeks with green onions." Ling Hong shrugged and said in confusion.

"It's because of this sentence." Uncle Jia nodded.

"But isn't that fried leeks and green onions?" Ling Hong asked.

"You have a lot to do, so get in line and eat later." When Mr. Ling saw that Uncle Jia was going to embarrass him, he naturally disagreed and quickly stopped him.

"If there's anything you can't say, I have to educate your grandson about it. Of course you are also a greedy cat, haha." Uncle Jia pointed at Mr. Ling and said.

"Captain Jia, please stop talking about this." Mr. Ling said helplessly.

"I'm just pointing at this." Uncle Jia murmured in a low voice, and then spoke loudly to Ling Hong: "There used to be a soldier in our team who was from Yangzhou. He liked to say the saying "fried leeks and green onions, you also If you think the stir-fried leeks and green onions don’t taste good, I’ll replace it with eggs.”

"Uh?" Ling Hong looked at his grandfather, a little speechless.

"The conditions were not good at that time, and we were going to war abroad. The cooking class would not bring vegetables like leeks that are easy to rot. They only had potatoes, cabbage and the like. There was no meat. So I listened to your grandfather chanting this saying about fried eggs with leeks every day." Uncle Jia said slowly.

"It sounds like you didn't want to eat it back then." Mr. Ling said dissatisfied.

"I want to eat, I want to eat, but you are the only one who talks about it every day." Uncle Jia said.

The two old men and Ling Hong were talking, and no one came to disturb them. The diners nearby basically listened quietly.

"Dinner time will start soon, please start queuing up to get your order." Zhou Jia's voice came.

"Grandpa and Grandpa Jia, are you still eating here?" Ling Hong asked aloud.

"Of course, let your grandpa try Boss Yuan's scrambled eggs with chives," Uncle Jia said.

"But this dish is not on Boss Yuan's menu." Ling Hong said helplessly.

"It seems so. It seems that Ling Xiaoliu can't eat your fried eggs with chives." Uncle Jia thought about it and it was true that this home-cooked dish was not on Yuanzhou's menu.

"I stopped eating it a long time ago, but you only like to talk about it." Mr. Ling said speechlessly.

"Yes, you don't like to eat, you just like to talk." Uncle Jia said with a smile.

"Actually, grandpa likes to eat scrambled eggs with leeks at home." Ling Hong didn't drink either. He didn't know where the courage came from, so he just made trouble.

"I didn't say that. Your grandson already knows that you like this dish." Uncle Jia immediately laughed and teased Mr. Ling.

"This guy has nothing to do, he's just talking nonsense." Mr. Ling said angrily.

A few people chatted, and soon they received their number plates.

When I received the number, it was still Mr. Ling who was taught by Uncle Jia.

Yuan Zhou didn't know what was happening outside the shop. The clock showed that dinner time was about to start. Yuan Zhou in the shop was also tidying up and waiting for diners to come in and order food.

"It ends at eight o'clock. We should be able to go to Tianxiang Street at eight-thirty and see performances. Then we can ask about magic." Yuan Zhou secretly planned in his heart.

Yes, Yuanzhou planned to go to the show as soon as dinner time was over, so that he could ask if there was a magician performing there today.

No matter what angle you look at, making a lost dish in three days is still very, very difficult. Yuan Zhou must seize every minute and every second.

Ling Hong brought Mr. Ling here quite early, so the two of them were originally in the last position of the first batch, but when they received the numbers later, Mr. Ling automatically excluded his grandson, and he and Uncle Jia received the numbers first.

Therefore, the first batch of people who came through the door were Wu Hai and others who came here often. The remaining two positions were Uncle Jia and Old Master Ling. Ling Hong was ruthlessly thrown into the second step.

"What a real grandpa." Ling Hong sighed as he stood outside the door.

On the other hand, Zhou Jia, who entered the door last, couldn't help laughing when she heard something, and then entered the door.

Mr. Ling had never been here before. When he walked in and saw that the shop was so small, he didn't know where to sit. Someone who entered in front automatically went to those two seats, freeing up two seats next to each other.

Uncle Jia first happily thanked the two people: "Thank you, young man."

The two young men smiled and said nothing more.

Now Uncle Jia pulled Mr. Ling towards his seat, not forgetting to say hello to Yuan Zhou: "Little boss Yuan, I brought a new guest today, this is my comrade-in-arms."

"Hello you two." Yuan Zhou turned around and greeted seriously.

"This is my comrade-in-arms Ling Xiaoliu. This is Boss Yuan. He cooks delicious food." Uncle Jia introduced cheerfully.

How could Mr. Ling not know Yuan Zhou's name? The Qimen Spring Tea incident hadn't passed yet, but he was so happy now that he didn't want to mention it, so he nodded in greeting.

Boss Yuan is really a lucky person, and he escaped a disaster without even realizing it.

"What do Uncle Jia and this grandpa want to eat today?" Yuan Zhou asked seriously.

"Look at the menu, what to eat, I'll treat you to some egg fried rice," Uncle Jia enthusiastically handed the exquisite menu to Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling glanced at the prices on the menu and immediately frowned and was about to speak. Uncle Jia on the side cut off the conversation and said jokingly: "If you can't eat scrambled eggs with leeks, we can eat the eggs first today."

"Why are you still talking about this?" Mr. Ling suddenly lost his temper and said speechlessly.

"That's it, two portions of egg fried rice, don't make it a set meal." Uncle Jia said seriously.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Yuan Zhou nodded, then turned and went to the kitchen.

As soon as Yuan Zhou left, Mr. Ling immediately became unable to hold himself tight and looked at Uncle Jia with red eyes.

"Captain Jia, why do you just eat egg fried rice? It's not nutritious." Mr. Ling took a deep breath: "And isn't there an egg fried rice set here?"

"The set meal is too expensive. I ride three rounds a month for only two to three thousand yuan, so I have to be more careful. And the set meal only comes with pickled radish and seaweed soup." Uncle Jia waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary.

As soon as he heard that there were only two or three thousand per month, especially when he was still riding three wheels, Mr. Ling couldn't bear it instantly. He couldn't help but said again: "After all, you are also a fighting hero. You can't even afford a set meal." Yet"

"What about the country?"

"Where's the national subsidy?!" Mr. Ling stood up excitedly and asked three times in a row, directly to Uncle Jia.

"Why should the state support me when I have arms and legs?" Uncle Jia asked.

Mr. Ling said: "The subsidy, the subsidy is what you deserve, the old squad leader."

"Are you getting stupider as you get older? I can support myself, so what kind of subsidies do I need?" Uncle Jia rolled his eyes.

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