The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

Ye Qing, who entered Chinatown, had a feeling of returning to her hometown. The large Chinese signboards on the shops on both sides of the street once again gave Ye Qing a lot of baptism.

When night falls and the rest of the neighborhood is a little quiet, Chinatown still maintains a brightly lit scene.

Finding a shop that sells the four treasures of the study, Ye Qing ordered the tools needed to make blue and white porcelain while chatting with the Cantonese-accented boss.

And most of these tools are not available in the store. But the boss said that it can be purchased from China. If you go through air logistics, it will take about a week to two weeks to arrive here.

Although Ye Qing was a little helpless about this, he was not too anxious. After paying the deposit, Ye Qing turned around and walked to Chinatown. Eating snacks from my hometown on the street, I wandered around for a while. Then he got up and went back to the store.

The customers in the store also seem to be used to Ye Qing, the dove-jing boss. Seeing Ye Qing who was late, they just laughed and joked a few words.

After greeting Riley, Ye Qing walked into the bar and started making cocktails. At this time, many customers put down their work and gathered around the bar to watch Ye Qing's performance.

This is also a reserved project this week. Ye Qing has also attracted many guests through this project. Dry ice and luminous bases for added ambience were also purchased for this purpose.

The days went by like this, day after day, but it was something Ye Qing never expected. Because of his sudden reputation, a gourmet editor who came to the restaurant went back to write an article after spending in the store, which made the business of Ye Qing Tavern jump up again.

On the gun shop side, because of the sentence in his article, "Compared to the level of his bar, the owner's gun shop is terrible." This sentence also let more Los Santos people know that such a shop is open with a bar. gun shop.

And there is no shortage of curious guys in the foreigners who like to die when there is nothing to do. I came here on purpose and bought two guns to try. A well-rounded weapon can't surprise them, but it can't pick out any faults.

Compared with the sale of large-sized guns, the business of the shooting range behind the store has improved a lot with the naked eye. Many customers leave work early, or when they are on vacation, they like to come to the store's shooting range first, or hire them, or bring their own guns to shoot a few shots. To vent the troubles at work, wait until Ye Qing's bar opens in the evening, then have a good drink and go home to sleep.

This unexpected joy slightly affected Ye Qing's plan to build a brick kiln. Because of the original two free labor, Conn and Harris are now busy every day and day.

At the same time, the ping-pong-pong gunshots in the shooting range also startled Ye Qing, who was building a kiln next to him alone. Later, I got used to it slowly, but the news that Boss Ye couldn't get through with a pile of bricks gradually spread among the guests.

In the midst of this commotion, Ye Qing's porcelain kiln was also set up. Thanks to some old people who still like to use old-fashioned fireplaces, they can still find firewood suppliers in Los Santos. While calling and asking them to bring some firewood, Ye Qing went out to Chinatown to pick up the remaining tools.

When Ye Qing returned to the store again, it was already the bar's business hours. Up to now, Ye Qing has also begun to teach Lai the technique of bartending in her free time, but the time is still young, and it is not yet time for Ye Qing to pick her.

Putting the materials into the warehouse one by one, Ye Qing slowly walked to her post.

"Ding dong~"

Just as Ye Qing had just finished making a cup of Singapore Sling amid the cheers of the onlookers, the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

"Yezi, it's the National Day soon. Would you come back and have a look? You've been out for three months."

Ye Qing smiled and poured himself a glass of whiskey after he pleaded guilty to the surrounding guests. He took out his mobile phone, but as soon as he saw the news, the smile on Ye Qing's face became a little stiff.

Rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen, Ye Qing didn't know how to explain to his family about opening a store in the Silver Eagle Federation. He even changed his nationality now.

"Mom, I can't go back for the time being. I will definitely go back when the Chinese New Year comes. I have a good time here in the Federation, and the neighbors are very hospitable. Don't worry about me, and I wish you and Dad a happy National Day. !"

After sending this message, Ye Qing closed the phone screen. He didn't know how to reply to his mother's next message.

Ye Qing's bartending performance continued. It's just that the more thoughtful customers have found that Ye Qing's mood is better now, and the cheers are a little weaker.

"Ding dong~"

Ye Qing, who was preparing to make a cup of bomber, felt the phone vibrate in her pocket. With a shake of his hand, the Baileys liqueur that was slowly pouring into the coffee liqueur glass was suddenly sprinkled, and the liquor that had been clearly layered was instantly mixed together.

"Sorry, I'll make you a new cup."

Raising his head, Ye Qing gave a wry smile to the customer who ordered this glass of wine. Then I picked up this glass of waste wine and sipped it into my stomach~www.wuxiax.com~ Then I used tweezers to pick out a new bullet cup and put it in hot water to preheat.

"It's okay, Ye, you seem to have something on your mind? I've never seen you make a mistake. Did you run into any trouble? Please speak up if you need our help."

Standing beside the bar, a brawny man covered in tattoos and wearing a leather vest said.

"No, thank you for your kindness, Duke. It's news from my family. In two days, it will be our country's National Day holiday. I suddenly received news from my hometown, and I feel homesick."

Ye Qing's hand making wine was very steady this time, and even when he was talking, he didn't see the slightest tremble. This brawny dude called Duke had only been in the store a week ago, but he seemed to like it, and he came here almost every day.

Thinking that when he saw this stern-faced motorcycle gang come in, Ye Qing thought he was here to make trouble. But later I found out that this guy's heart is actually quite good. He was even a member of the Los Santos Animal Protection Association, which really refreshed Ye Qing's three views.

"Haha, I almost forgot that our Ye is still a little baby. Hey, don't worry man. Here, we are your family too, drinking or going out for fun, I'll stay with Duke to the end!"

"Haha, take my old Jones with me!"

"Add me!"

Duke's words immediately caused some guests around him to boo. These people include old customers who have just arrived, and newcomers who have only recently arrived.

Ye Qing's cool and delicious cocktails, fair and conscientious prices, and the peaceful atmosphere of the store conquered each of them.

"Clap~"

Following the spray gun in Ye Qing's hand, a burst of flames ignited the top layer of vodka in the bullet cup. Ye Qing smiled heartily.

"thank you all."

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