There has always been a joke on the post bar, that is, when a person goes shopping, the boss gives him 20 more, and then he tells the boss that the money is fake, and then this person tells him.

One day I bought cigarettes, bought a pack of 20, gave my boss 50, gave me 40 change, put it in my pocket and left. I didn't go far. The boss called me: you didn't take your cigarette! I left moving tears: you gave me ten yuan more change. The boss also left moving tears: young man, bring the cigarette and change a pack for you. Smoking the cigarette that the boss newly changed for me, the pure taste can't help but touch me again: boss, bring me the 50-dollar one just now and I'll change it for you. At this time, the boss left a moving tear: the young man gave me the remaining 30 and I will change it for you. The boss's frankness touched me again. I took my mobile phone out of my pocket and handed it to my boss, saying, remember not to put it on the counter next time. The boss cried gratefully this time, took out his wallet from the drawer of the counter and said to me, young man, remember to put it back in your pocket in time when you take money next time.

Although it has been a long time, every time I buy cigarettes, I will think of the tobacco hotel owner who moved me.