Chapter 133: Lao Feng Has an Appointment (First Update)

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Lao Feng thought that his ears had heard it wrong. Want to - free - free - see - end - whole - version please Baidu search - product = book = net

Judging from the current situation, fools know that Lao Feng's shop is in a hurry to get rid of it, and there is no suitable buyer yet.

At this time, anyone will put a pressure on the price, who knew that Chen Mo would directly accept the price of 250,000 yuan according to the price he said before, which was really surprising and unexpected.

Lao Feng is not a fool, when he saw Chen Mo's eyes, he knew that this kid was intentionally trading at the original price.

"Xiao Chen, you..." Lao Feng choked up a little, thinking of the children he had worked so hard to raise, but he was not as understanding as the kid in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Boss Feng, needless to say, you can go through the formalities in the next few days, you are about to leave, I will personally fry a few side dishes in the evening and see you off." ”

Chen Mo is so refreshing, but he has a very good appetite for Lao Feng, who has been practicing martial arts.

"Cheng, Xiao Chen, you will open the store immediately, you are busy first, I will go back first, and when you are done in the evening, I will come over with your aunt and have a few drinks with you." Lao Feng looked very happy, and his steps were much lighter than when he came just now, humming a little song and leaving.

Although he may have lost tens of thousands of yuan, Chen Mo believes that his food house has entered the uphill slope, only tens of thousands of yuan, and he has earned it back after a month or two of hard work, but it is different for Lao Feng, after returning to his hometown, they will cut off their economic resources, and these tens of thousands of yuan are the last pension money for the elderly.

This is also a good thing, and at the same time, the first and most crucial requirement for the expansion of the food house has been completed, plus the defeat of Adele Besimer of the Michelin-starred restaurant Mezo in the morning, Chen Mo is in a very good mood.

Humming the song, time flies quickly, because Goubuli buns and cured meat buns are newly on the menu, so there are a lot of diners who order these two dishes in the afternoon, which saves Chen Mo a lot of things, using the dimensional kitchen utensils in the kitchen of the food house, the buns and meat buns are made very quickly.

Soon, it was 8 p.m.

"Guys, it's 8 o'clock, it's time for everyone to disperse. Chen Mo gave an "eviction order" to the diners who were still eating in the hall.

Knowing the rules of Chen Mo and the food house, these diners immediately consciously and quickly swept the food in front of them, and in less than 5 minutes, the hall was empty.

Chen Mo put away the dishes in the hall, and just after wiping the table, he heard footsteps at the door.

"Boss Feng, Aunt Fan, are you here?"

The people who came to the door together were Lao Feng, who had made an appointment with Chen Mo at noon, and Lao Feng's wife, Aunt Fan.

Aunt Fan and Lao Feng are not from the same place, Aunt Fan's real name is Fan Chunhua, her ancestral home is Chengdu, Sichuan, and there was a famine in her hometown, so she came to Lao Feng's hometown, and then settled down there and married the honest Feng Xifan. Aunt Fan has always been Lao Feng's virtuous helper, usually helping with bookkeeping, accounting, and inventory, except for Lao Feng's purchase, handling and looking at the store, the rest of the things almost don't need to be asked.

Aunt Fan is meticulous in her work, but she doesn't like to show her head very much, she usually embroiders things at home, occasionally goes out to buy vegetables, and doesn't mix with those middle-aged and elderly women who like to chew the root of her tongue in the spring breeze.

The neighbors nearby have heard Lao Feng brag, saying that Aunt Fan, who was as beautiful as a flower back then, was attracted by her heroic posture in practicing martial arts, although at first everyone thought that Lao Feng was bragging, and had been suspicious for many years, but since Lao Feng retreated from Chen Mo with a sword, everyone changed their views and felt that what Lao Feng said was true.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, although it is only a verbal promise, but according to everyone's understanding of Chen Mo, what is promised will definitely be done, so Lao Feng's troubles of selling shops have been completely left behind.

Aunt Fan doesn't usually show up much, but today she also came with Lao Feng, and it seems that she must have heard Lao Feng say that Chen Mo wanted to buy a shop, so she came over with Lao Feng and thanked Chen Mo.

Chen Mo invited the two of them to sit down, closed the door, and brought the dishes prepared in advance in the kitchen to the table.

The three of them came to drink behind closed doors.

Lao Feng brought a bottle of self-brewed wine, and as soon as the lid of the wine was opened, the house was full of fragrance.

"It's good wine. Smelling the aroma of wine, Chen Mo couldn't help but praise.

In fact, Chen Mo doesn't know how to drink.

When he was in college, at the instigation of several roommates, Chen Mo participated in a dormitory-wide drinking activity, six boys, pure liquor.

Chen Mo, who had never been in contact with liquor before, drank 1 and a half catties of liquor alone, and was stunned that there was nothing to do, but the roommates who were the most noisy were defeated one after another.

The head of the room, who claimed to not know "what it was like to be drunk", vomited in a mess that day, drunk and unconscious, and later Chen Mo carried it back.

But this kid is also very powerful, and he fought with Chen Mo until the last moment and refused to admit defeat.

I remember that the head of the room had almost drunk the wine at that time, and he glanced at Chen Mo drunkenly, and found that this kid had opened another bottle and was pouring himself a drink.

"Chen Mo, why did you drink it yourself, I haven't poured the wine yet. "Although the head of the room is drunk, he is still quite conscious.

"Oh, it's okay, you take it slowly, I'm just a little thirsty. Chen Mo replied casually.

It was this sentence that directly made the head of the room vomit, completely drunk, and lost consciousness.

That is, from that day on, Chen Mo never touched wine again.

Because he is not drunk, he "does not drink".

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The three of them sat down, and the table was full of good dishes.

Peking duck, Shangshang, caramel salmon with boiled fruit, Goubuli buns, tea eggs and other delicacies are placed on a table.

Lao Feng poured a glass for Chen Mo, Chen Mo even said that he couldn't drink, and Lao Feng, who didn't know, said that if he didn't drink, he would drink less, just drink two sips with himself, and Chen Mo would not be able to refuse.

Although Aunt Fan is more than 60 years old, her skin is fair and delicate, and she can't see wrinkles with the naked eye.

Lao Feng came up and gave Chen Mo a cup first, thanking Chen Mo for buying his own shop.

After Lao Feng and Chen Mo finished drinking, Aunt Fan picked up the wine bottle and added it to the two of them.

After two glasses of wine, Lao Feng's words began to increase.

"Xiao Chen, I haven't been a neighbor with you for a long time, but I see that you are a very good person, I have been in business for 30 years, just like my relatives, I have a deep feeling, but I am very relieved to hand it over to you, and I believe that this shop will not be buried in your hands. Lao Feng's face flushed and said, "My grocery store has been barely maintaining its business for a long time, and in the future, when I come to you to do catering, I will definitely have a lot of customers." ”

"That's that, with your shop, coupled with my craftsmanship, you will definitely make your shop flourish. Chen Mo echoed.

"Xiao Chen. Aunt Fan, who had been silently adding wine, suddenly opened her mouth and called Chen Mo.

"Aunt Fan, you say. Chen Mo hurriedly responded.

"I'm going to leave anyway, I have a recipe here, I don't know if you can see it. ”

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