Chapter 662: Raising Money

"I thought that the two of them were finished, and just about to go to the house from the gate, I heard the second girl say unconvinced, she just wanted to eat more meat, who knows if she can eat meat within half a month after going home this time. ”

"I waited for Xiao Wuzi and his daughter-in-law, and after a few more words, I entered the house before pretending to be in front of them as if I had just come back. ”

So, when they left, I took all the meat and vegetables that were left on the table with them. Xiao Wuzi's daughter-in-law refused to take anything at first. ”

"I said, tomorrow my wife and I will go back to school, and you will also go back to the capital, and no one will eat these dishes at home, and they will not be bad. When Xiao Wuzi's daughter-in-law heard this, she was worried about wasting things, so she immediately took it, hehe. ”

Song Yiyi immediately gave a thumbs up: "Grandma, it's amazing, you can grasp the other party's scruples." ”

Then, thinking of making cold noodles for a while, I couldn't help but say, "It would be nice to leave a few slices of beef in sauce, and you can use it to make cold noodles." ”

In fact, authentic cold noodles are served with dog meat, but in this day and age, dog meat is not easy to buy, even beef is not easy to buy.

Zhuang Moxiang next to him asked at the right time: "I went out to buy, how much do I need?"

Song Yiyi compared it with her hand: "Cut it into thin slices, just put two or three slices in a bowl of cold noodles, and if you like meat, you can also put four or five slices." However, it would be better if there was dog meat. ”

Grandma Song immediately said: "Let's eat vegetarian, for a bite of cold noodles, what do you want Xiaozhuang to go out and toss!"

Zhuang Moxiang smiled: "If you want to eat, you can eat authentic, I will go out and buy as much as possible, I don't know if I can buy it." As he spoke, he walked out of the courtyard with his long straight legs.

Grandma Song glanced at Song Yiyi and disagreed: "You, why didn't you speak just now, if you asked him not to go, he wouldn't buy it." ”

"Isn't this a toss for the sake of food!"

Song Yiyi pouted: "It's not that you said before, I haven't eaten cold noodles for a year and grandpa, I thought that since I only eat cold noodles once a year, I have to make it decent." ”

When Grandma Song heard her granddaughter's words, her heart was warm, and she couldn't help touching her granddaughter's head, thinking that her son and granddaughter would leave tomorrow, and she was full of reluctance.

As soon as Song Yiyi saw Grandma Song's eyes, she knew that she was reluctant to let her father and herself go, and took her hand: "Grandma, you and grandpa will go to the capital when it's time for summer vacation." ”

"At that time, we will live together as a family, and we will be able to eat and talk together every day......

It happened that Grandpa Song and Song Zemin came out of the house, and when Grandpa Song heard this suggestion, he took over the conversation: "I went with your grandmother, where do you live? ”

"If only Zemin had a house of his own. Then your grandmother and I must have passed, and it is not reasonable to be confident in our own son's house. ”

Song Yiyi winked at Song Zemin: "Dad, hurry up and earn money to buy a house in the capital! Grandpa has put forward higher requirements for you!"

In the last sentence, Song Yiyi learned the tone of a comedy sketch actor who was once famous all over the country in later generations, and looked at Song Zemin and smiled.

Before Song Zemin could answer, Grandpa Song opened his mouth: "Yiyi, grandpa didn't mean that, you can't mislead your father." ”

"Zemin, when you get to the capital, work hard, don't think about making money or anything, isn't that putting the cart before the horse!"

"I just had a feeling just now, during the summer vacation, your mother and I went to the capital, even if we lived in General Luo's house, it was only half a month, at most more than a month, nothing ......"

Song Zemin and Song Yiyi, father and daughter, glanced at each other, but they both understood what the other party meant, they needed to earn money to buy a house, and it was best to buy a few more houses.

Grandpa Song saw that there was no burden on his son's face, so he relieved his heart and took Grandma Song to Lao Baitou to express his condolences and concern.

Song Yiyi and Song Zemin entered the house and discussed buying a house in the capital.

Song Zemin said in a low voice: "Yiyi, don't worry, Dad has a lot of precious medicinal materials here that can be sold for money." ”

Song Yiyi tilted her head: "I heard my mother say that you sold medicinal materials for a hundred years and bought a boat for your mother." ”

"But, Dad, it takes a lot of money to buy a house, especially a courtyard house. You sell medicinal herbs, sell a little, it can be said that you are lucky to pick them from the mountains. If you sell too much, how do you explain it to people?"

Song Zemin sighed slightly: "Then I'll find a few more pharmacies or Chinese medicine clinics to sell." ”

"Alright, I won't talk to you yet. I'm going to go out and sell one for one. After all, in Shen City, I am more familiar with it. ”

"When I arrive in the capital, I am familiar with the environment, and I can only sell it when I find a suitable home, and it is estimated that it will take a while......"

He didn't let Song Yiyi go with him, but instructed: "You stay at home, otherwise your grandfather, grandmother, and Zhuang Moxiang will come back in a while, and when you see that there is no one at home, you should be in a hurry." ”

"If they ask me, they say I've got something to do and go out. ”

After speaking, Song Zemin left resolutely.

Song Yiyi simply took off her shoes, climbed onto the kang, and lay down. Sideways looking out the window at the blue sky, white clouds. The cloud slowly changed shape, and seeing that she was sleepy, she casually pulled down a thin blanket from the quilt and put it on her body......

Zhuang Moxiang came out of Song's house, opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and drove the car onto the road, recalling what Song Yiyi said, authentic cold noodles are paired with dog meat.

So he decided that he was going to buy dog meat now, unless he couldn't buy it, and then he would settle for beef.

He knew that Koreans like to eat dog meat, and in addition to adding dog meat to cold noodles, he prefers to eat dog meat hot pot. Therefore, Zhuang Moxiang drove back to the West Tower.

He drove the car to search for the Korean restaurant on the side of the road, and at the same time leaned out his mental power to see if there was any dog meat in the back kitchen of the restaurant. In this way, he does not have to go door-to-door to ask, which saves a lot of work.

Zhuang Moxiang sighed while looking at it, in this era, all kinds of materials are not abundant.

Of all the restaurants in the West Tower area, he has only seen three restaurants with dog meat in their back kitchens, but the amount is not much, and the smallest one is only the size of a fist.

It is estimated that he will go and tell people that he wants to buy some, and the restaurant will not agree.

Just when Zhuang Moxiang was about to pick up his head in front and go back to buy beef, he saw a family in front of him who was preparing to kill a dog in the small courtyard.

This is a house, not a restaurant, Zhuang Moxiang considered whether to try to ask, the other party is willing to sell him one or two catties of dog meat.

But suddenly his eyes sharpened, Zhuang Moxiang parked the car on the side of the road, quickly ran to the door of the house, raised his fist and slammed the door quite hard.