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Therefore, that night, Chen Fei invited Huang Fahuang, the owner of Yipintang, to the tea party.

From the small talk with the shopkeeper Huang the day before yesterday, I accidentally learned that the shopkeeper Huang was actually the nephew of the old man surnamed Lin.

To be more detailed, the wife of the old man surnamed Lin is the yellow-haired aunt.

As the saying goes, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

The yellow hair led the way for the two of them, which was just right.

No, as soon as Shopkeeper Huang sat down and chatted for a few words, Chen Fei began to go straight to the point.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Huang, it's only been a few days, how do I think you seem to be fat again?" Chen Fei said jokingly.

"Hey, my brother Chen, don't curse me anymore, I am now high blood lipids, high blood pressure, and high blood sugar, typical three highs.

I can't be fat anymore, and no matter how fat I am, I have to go directly to the Western Pure Land of Bliss to see my old man. Huang Fa said with a wry smile.

When Ye Qiu heard this, he felt funny, just a mercenary villain like Huang Fatzi, there really was a day, I was afraid that he would have to be directly distributed underground.

However, people are a little yearning, and it's always good.

"Hehe, how can it be so serious, Shopkeeper Huang laughed. But I've been dying of sorrow for the past two days. After Chen Fei finished speaking, he showed a sad face.

"What's the matter, you're also three high?" said the fat man with a wicked smile, he was avenging the sentence just now. This kind of person doesn't suffer at all.

"Hey, I'm not tall at all, but if I continue to worry like this, I'm afraid I'll have to be high. The more Chen Fei spoke, the more worried he became.

"What the hell is going on? Can he worry about your brother Chen like this, let's talk about it. The fat man asked with some confusion.

"It's not a big deal. No, we've both been here for five days, and I've seen Tianjing paint some landscape paintings, and it's very greasy.

I wanted to paint a few more portraits and adjust it, but it wasn't a trip in vain. But I can't find the temple gate with money, and I don't have a model.

Do you think this is sad?" Chen Fei continued.

"Hey, I think it's a big deal to be able to worry about your brother Chen like this. Isn't it just to find a model to paint a portrait?

Isn't that easy? Look, what am I like?" said the fat yellow man, shaking his shoulders, straightening his waist.

"You, hehe, isn't this?" Chen Fei said, shaking his head.

"What's the matter, I'm not good at this size, do I have to draw those models wearing three dots on the Internet?" asked the fat man puzzled.

"Hey, where did you think of it, I didn't mean that. I thought, find someone who is older and has more wrinkles on his face.

Such portraits are more down-to-earth, more vicissitudes, and more artistic. Chen Fei explained.

"Oh, I see, then I really don't have any wrinkles on my face...... Alas, I think of a man who is old enough,

There are enough wrinkles on the face, and there are definitely enough vicissitudes. Huang Fat Man said.

"Really, who is it, where is the person?" Chen Fei was a little impatient.

"Far away in the sky, close in front of you, is my eldest uncle whom I mentioned to you last time. The yellow fat man said with some pride.

"Oh, your uncle, oops...... yes, yes, yes, yes, why did I forget this stubble, my mushy brain,

Last time, I wanted to go to him to ask him for the secret of longevity! Why is my brain not good......" Chen Fei suddenly realized, and shouted five pairs in a row.

Having said this, Ye Qiu thought to himself, in the past few days, he has drunk several catties of high-grade Longjing, and half a truck of emerald green dye has been wasted, and he has finally not worked in vain.

I'll be able to meet Old Man Lin soon.

But the yellow fat little mung bean rolled his eyes and spoke again: "Oh, but my eldest uncle is not very good at talking, you said that I took you two to see him for half a day,

It's always not good, and when you're old, you don't like to take care of people, especially the living...... I don't even have to be scolded by him......"

When Ye Qiu heard this, he understood, Huang Fatzi was asking for credit in advance, and he wanted some mental loss money.

For a person like Huang Fatzi, if he doesn't pick up money for three days, he will lose his money, and he will have to make some benefits for everything.

"Yes, yes, people are a little weird when they get older, which is understandable. I also hope that the shopkeeper Huang will spend more snacks and help dredge it. ”

After Chen Fei finished speaking, he immediately offered the two thousand yuan with both hands.

"Oh, Brother Chen, you're too polite, what's so embarrassing, and besides, it's not about money......"

The fat man Huang said as he took the money in his hand.

Ye Qiu thought to himself, Huang Fat Man took the money, and this matter would be done.

But poor Chen Fei took two thousand hangers.

"That shopkeeper Huang, let's settle this matter, you can help arrange it. Chen Fei said with a smile, he also knew in his heart that he didn't run away.

"Well, in my opinion, it's early tomorrow morning. Early tomorrow morning, I will prepare two catties of good tea, and you two will take it as a meeting gift, my uncle likes to drink tea. ”

The yellow fat man said again.

When Ye Qiu heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart, this was clearly going to sell them two catties of tea again. This dead fat man is simply pervasive.

"That'...... That's great, it's still thoughtful to the shopkeeper, and I'm still worried about what gift to bring to the old man. ”

After Chen Fei finished speaking, he offered it with both hands, but this time, his hands were trembling.

Ye Qiu glanced at Chen Fei's wallet, which was already cleaner than Chen Fei's face at this time.

Seeing that Chen Fei was so sincere and his wallet was empty, the fat man wiped the oil on his mouth with satisfaction.

said: "Okay, that's it." ”

So far, Chen Fei's second-step plan can be regarded as a success.

......

Early the next morning, Chen Fei and Ye Qiu hurriedly had some breakfast, picked up their outfits, and came to Yipintang.

Along the way, Ye Qiu greeted all the eight generations of Huang Fatzi's ancestors one by one.

"As the saying goes, the poor are treacherous, and the rich have a good conscience, you say, Yipintang is such a good business, is it necessary for this yellow fat man to do this?"

Ye Qiu asked a little puzzled.

"You don't understand, this yellow fat man is not the boss of Yipintang at all, the real boss behind the scenes is someone else.

It must be a certain leader in the town or city, and it is inconvenient for him to come forward, so he found such a person to be the nominal boss here.

This fat yellow man is just a shopkeeper at best. Chen Fei said.

As soon as Chen Fei said this, Ye Qiu understood. I can't complain that the fat man is doing this, it turns out that he is just a janitor.

However, Ye Qiu thought that whether it was the boss or the janitor, not everyone loved money as much as Huang Fatzi.

A person's conduct has little to do with the rich or the poor.

Some people have been poor all their lives, but they are also iron-clad and will never bend their waists for three buckets of rice!

Some people are so rich, but they are also mercenary, and they are simply the face of money!

While the two were talking, they came to the hall of Yipintang, where Huang Fa was already waiting with tea leaves, yes, Huang Fat Man was still trustworthy.

So, Ye Qiu took the tea leaves, and the three of them set off.

On the way, Ye Qiu took advantage of the fact that the fat man didn't pay attention, and secretly opened the tea box, wanting to see what the two thousand yuan of tea looked like.

Ye Qiu opened the tea box, glanced at it, and couldn't help but curse secretly: The son of a bitch......