At two o'clock in the afternoon, when there were still a few minutes left, Song Yong was in the corridor outside the Amesto store, waiting for Brother Jiang and the stick who came over while eating ice cream.

After Brother Jiang walked to Song Yong's money, he tinkered with it from his trouser pocket for a long time, and finally took out a handful of banknotes and handed it over.

At the same time, with a mouth with ice cream in his mouth, he said a little vaguely:

"Ah, this is the money paid for the last few tables last night, a total of one thousand and eighty here, and there was originally one hundred and ten fast, so Brother Jiang and I spent it on grilled fish. ”

Subconsciously, Song Yong, who took the banknote with his hand, didn't react for a while:

What is the money for the last few tables, and what is the grilled fish?

The main reason is that he often travels between the two planes, constantly traveling in the past and back, because the different speed of time between the two planes can easily cause him some confusion about the concept of time.

It wasn't until I silently recalled it in my heart that I remembered what was going on.

Before going to the Primordial Era Plane last time, I deliberately asked Brother Jiang and them to collect the money once, which could be regarded as the last experiment before adding a burden to Brother Jiang and them.

As for eating grilled fish, it's all about giving employee benefits.

Now he was finally able to confirm one thing: Brother Jiang and Stick had perfectly passed the test he had set last time, because the amount of money they had handed over was completely in line with the amount he expected.

In other words, he can be more assured to hand over more things to Brother Stick and Brother Jiang to do in the future.

For this reason, Song Yong said:

"It's still too small, so I'd like to talk to someone tomorrow night to lease a bigger space, but then tomorrow's business will be left to the two of you. ”

After hearing this, Brother Jiang and the stick frowned.

Then the stick said hesitantly: "It's nothing for the two of us to work hard, but I'm afraid that the two of us can't be busy at all, or you let Xinran come over to help." ”

"No problem. Song Yong replied simply.

Because as early as an hour ago, Wang Xinran told him on WeChat that the construction site needed to work overtime tonight because of the fact that it had just started, and he was afraid that he would not be able to come over to help.

But tomorrow night, how can she, the proprietress, come over once, and come to guide the work......

Similarly, Song Yong divided the batch of ingredients he brought back this time into three days' worth of portions.

The difference, however, was that the three servings were nearly half as much as the last, and the three of them worked from two o'clock until half past five, when they put on all the skewers.

Seeing that it was almost time to leave the stall, the three of them went out to eat a roast duck rice, afraid that it would be too late.

Song Yong could only take the stick and Brother Jiang and went to the familiar Lanzhou International again, and each of them came with a simple rice bowl.

When he was paying, Song Yong inadvertently saw the shopkeeper and tied the waist bag containing money around his waist.

Suddenly, this thing had a little other thought in his heart.

The main reason is that this product imagines that after the price increase tonight, the income may skyrocket, and Song Yong subconsciously bought a waist bag tied to the waist pole for ten yuan in the two-dollar store next door.

The things sold in the two-dollar store are not all two-yuan, which can be regarded as a long-term unsolved mystery in Song Yong's heart!

And then it turned out that he was quite a wise idea.

"Boss, do you have any more lamb skewers? If not, I will have another 200 pieces of pork skewers, and I will help tell the proprietress of the store to send another box of cold beer. ”

After 12 o'clock in the morning, the entrance of the Amesto store was still in full swing.

Whether it is because the price of mutton skewers has risen several times after the official opening, or in the mouth of Boss Song, because the supply of mutton is insufficient, he can only launch organic pork skewers and pork chops.

The above reasons and eating have not stopped a lot of foodies from patronizing them, and there are unanimous praise for these pork skewers and pork chops.

For example, with that little fat man's pier, he faced Zhang Jie, who was at the same table, that is, the female colleague who inadvertently started to be moved when he masturbated last time.

While stroking the strings in his mouth, he boasted like this:

Boss Song's pork here can be called real pork, and it tastes fragrant and delicious, like the local pork he ate when he was a child.

Of course, it was fortunate that Song Yong, who was busy with the flight, did not hear this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to spray this saliva on the spot.

It doesn't matter if you kid pretends to be a bubble girl, but take the wild boar meat of the primitive era and compare it with the local pork in the countryside more than 20 years ago, who are you kid doing?

Because the ingredients are relatively sufficient tonight.

Song Yong, a supper kebab stall that was not qualified at all, was finally unprecedented tonight, and successfully persevered until half past twelve, only to close because of the exhaustion of ingredients.

It can be regarded as allowing more foodies to eat the delicious skewers that have recently become famous.

For a while, in this impetuous and lonely night, these guys who were smiling with their eyebrows and smiling began to go crazy in their circle of friends in the dead of night.

It's just that they ate well, and Song Yong and the three of them were almost not exhausted to death on the spot.

As usual, after finally finishing their work, the three of them squatted all the way to the stove, which was the most empty place in the field and began to rest.

After taking a heavy puff of cigarette, Brother Jiang rubbed his waist and said:

"Ah Yong, it looks like you need to find a few more people to help here, and the barbecue stove is a little smaller, so you need to replace it with a bigger one, otherwise you really can't get busy." ”

Song Yong nodded when he heard this, indeed he also had this plan.

It's just that compared to simple recruitment, he is far more and farther than sticks they think, as a man with a plane, Song Kee food stall is his ultimate dream.

It was almost half past one midnight, and the guests at the last table left satisfied.

By this time, the inferior waist bag on Song Yong's waist had long been stuffed with all kinds of banknotes of large and small denominations, and Song Yong didn't know how much it was.

The main thing is that he has one, which is more important than counting money.

"Sister Amei. When the yawning shopkeeper pulled down the roller shutter of the shop, intending to go upstairs to sleep, Song Yong hurriedly stopped the other party.

When Sister Amei heard this, she immediately stood in place,

She put her slender index finger into the key ring and subconsciously turned the key, making the spinning key make a pleasant jingle sound.

He asked, "Something?"

Song Yong estimates that Sister Amei, who has always gone to bed on time, really rarely stays up late until now, and now she is very sleepy.

For this reason, Song Yong didn't intend to say some nonsense, and directly said what he meant:

"Really, I have made an appointment with Second Brother Ma tomorrow, and I will invite Director Zhao of the Park Management Office to dinner in the evening; I specially got some mountain goods from my hometown for this matter, I believe that it is much more sincere than eating outside, that is, I need to borrow your kitchen and living room." ”

Somewhat unexpectedly, Sister Amei rejected his request:

"Isn't that good! Don't you think it's not very convenient to put it in my house? Why don't you spend some money outside and find a quieter little shop? ”

After hearing such an answer, Song Yong felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't say anything angry.

He also seemed to realize that his request seemed to be a little presumptuous, after all, it was mainly his business, and there was no reason to occupy the private space of Sister Amei's house.

"Okay, then Sister Amei, go to sleep first. Song Yong replied.

Then, I watched Sister Amei run upstairs with hurried steps, and seemed to be a little impatient to rush back to sleep......

It's just that he didn't know that when Sister Amei came home and saw Second Brother Ma sitting on the big sofa, playing with his mobile phone, there was no trace of sleepiness on his face.

She sat on the sofa and discussed with Second Brother Ma:

"Old Ma, isn't it too unkind for us to do this, after all, Ah Yong, a young fellow, is a good person. ”

Glaring at Sister Amei, Second Brother Ma scolded and shouted: "What do you know as a woman? ”

"Don't you want to spend money to buy a better school district house here in the deep city, and take the children from your hometown to school? Can't I just buy a good car and drive it, so much money with your small shop and my salary, don't want to earn it for the rest of my life." ”

Under the cruel facts, Sister Amei held back all the persuasion.

But even so, it made her heart very lost, and her indescribable thoughts became complicated for a while.

Note: Thank you for your support, the score of this book has risen a little under the difficult stumbling and stumbling, and I would like to add a chapter to express my gratitude.