Dinner time.

The snack shop in Wangwu Lake is full of people, and the business is extremely popular. The young couple is busy and very happy. Since the store opened, there has never been so many people.

Gradually, Wang Wuhu's wife felt something was wrong, because most of the guests in the house came for the first time, and kept looking at the door, as if they were waiting for someone.

She was a little puzzled. As soon as she came back from delivering good food to a table of guests, she whispered to her husband: "Wuhu, I feel something is wrong with these guests coming tonight."

"What's wrong?" Wang Wuhu was working very hard to get the spoon, and blue flames burst into the stove, making his face red.

"These people don't look like ordinary people. I feel a little abnormal when they gather in our simple shop all at once. It seems that something is going to happen."

After being said this by his wife, Wang Wuhu took a few more glances. Sure enough, the guests who came today were all red and dressed brightly, looking either rich or noble, and looked at the door from time to time.

His heart skipped a beat. What's going on?

Is it because I have good craftsmanship and customers are famous?

Not like.

Wang Wuhu still knows himself. He is clear about his skills. Those who work as coolies eat whatever they want after being hungry for a long time. People with slightly better family conditions cannot eat the dishes they cook.

Wang Wuhu's wife was careful and whispered: "Also, look at these guests sitting there just drinking water, and the dishes on the table didn't move much."

Wang Wuhu's mouth twitched. The chefs were most afraid that no one would eat his own dishes after they were served. Sure enough, the dishes on several tables had almost never moved.

"What's going on?"

The couple looked at each other and asked each other with their eyes. They had a small business, and suddenly there were so many customers who seemed to have great status, and they were uneasy.

Suddenly, Wang Wuhu saw a black look at the store door and walked in alone. He thought Zhou Zhihan was overjoyed and was about to meet him. He looked at him again, but he was Liu Jieshan with a sharp-mouthed cheek.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Wuhu vaguely guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, when he saw Liu Jieshan coming in, several tables of guests asked him, when will the number one ace of the Chinese Air Force arrive?

"Wuhu," Wang Wuhu's wife was upset when she heard this, "You said, will your fellow villager come? Will he really be Colonel Zhou, who is about to face the Japanese ace pilot?"

Wang Wuhu, who had never seen the world, was a little panicked. Seeing that the sky outside the house was completely dark, it was estimated that Zhou Zhihan would not come, and his disappointment and uneasiness became more and more intense: "I don't know, but... it might not come."

"Xiao Liu, why haven't you come here yet?"

A guest with a rich face and a silver basin asked Liu Jieshan.

Liu Jieshan deliberately showed doubts on his face: "Have you arrived yet? I heard from the shop owner that our first ace of the Chinese Air Force is his brother, and he agreed to come here to drink tonight." As he said that, he pretended to look around, "Huh... this ace didn't come... Hello... I said Boss Wang, you said that our first ace of the Air Force will come to your store to drink."

It turned out that Liu Jieshan and Wang Wuhu had a dispute for a while in the morning, but they didn't get the upper hand and were robbed for a few words. Then they felt resentful and returned to the place where he worked in the city, deliberately told the bosses of the Chinese Air Force to come to Wangwuhu Restaurant for dinner. They told the bosses from all walks of life that this was a military secret, so they could not be spread indiscriminately.

Bosses in various industries will be skeptical about this.

Will the Chinese Air Force ace have dinner in a simple small restaurant?

How is this possible?

It is probably Liu Jieshan who is bragging. This guy is pointed and monkey-like, and he usually just talks fake things.

At noon, the Chinese Air Force scattered flyers and fired back the flyers sent by the Japanese a few days ago. So the people of Chongqing and Chengdu knew that the Chinese Air Force's No. 1 ace pilot was about to face the ace pilot of the Japanese ace squadron.

Immediately, this matter became the top priority for the people in Chongqing and Chengdu to discuss on the streets.

At this time, entertainment was severely lacking and information was extremely blocked. After seeing the leaflets of the Chinese and Japanese aces, the attention of the people can imagine.

After seeing the flyer, the bosses who were skeptical in the morning immediately became convinced and believed in what Liu Jieshan said. In order to see Zhou Zhihan's style, these bosses put down all the affairs at hand and came to the small restaurant in Wangwu Lake. When they waited for dinner, they pretended to come to have a meal, and waited for Zhou Zhihan to appear to see the style. In the future, they had a topic of talk when doing business - they had eaten with China's No. 1 ace...

In any dynasty, there are people who want to become internet celebrities.

Wherever there are people, there will be a world of martial arts.

As long as there are places in the world, there will be internet celebrities.

Liu Jieshan has been hiding in an inconspicuous corner, closely watching the people entering and leaving the Wangwu Lake restaurant. If Zhou Zhihan appears, he will leave, but from then on, these bosses will look at him with admiration and no longer say that he loves bragging.

If Zhou Zhihan doesn't come, he will jump out to make Wangwu Lake look good. Anyway, no matter whether Zhou Zhihan appears or not, he will not suffer any losses.

It was almost dark that day, and when the lights were lit in the small restaurant, it was confirmed that no such person as the Air Force No. 1 ace entered the small restaurant, so Liu Jieshan appeared in time.

The bosses of Liu Jieshan’s small tricks were not aware of.

"I said to Boss Wang, I heard that the Chinese Air Force's No. 1 ace pilot is your brother?"

A middle-aged man with a big belly and a round face, with a smile on his face, asked Wang Wuhu politely.

Wang Wuhu said: "He is my brother, we are both from Nanjing."

A flattering smile immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "I heard that this Colonel Zhou will come here to have dinner tonight?"

Wang Wuhu looked at the door again after hearing this, and said with a thorn in his mouth: "He told me in person that he would come to drink in the evening."

"What time is it?" Liu Jieshan walked to the Wangwuhu case, reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth, and turned his back to everyone, sneering, "I said, Boss Wang, everyone here is all big bosses. The reason why I came to your store is to see the style of our Air Force ace. If you brag, just admit it. Don't waste your boss' time."

Wang Wuhu's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer.

If Zhou Zhihan didn't come tonight, everyone would think they were bragging.

If you continue to say that Zhou Zhihan will definitely come, how can you end up if you wait?

After holding it in for a few seconds, Wang Wuhu blushed and said, "My brother said that if I don't come tonight, I will not wait for him. He may come again tomorrow." Fortunately, he stood by the stove, his face was already red by the fire.

After saying this, Wang Wuhu finally realized that he was overestimating his abilities. Even if Zhou Zhihan, who was having dinner in his small shop in the morning, was really the number one ace of the Air Force, how could he reduce his identity and come to his simple shop?

In fact, Wang Wuhu is telling the truth. That's what Zhou Zhihan said when he left in the morning.

But everyone was unhappy.
Chapter completed!