Chapter 128: Others Drive Mercedes, You Pick Your Nose

At six o'clock in the morning, when the square dance accompaniment music that sounded in the park faintly entered the simple house in the back mountain, Song Yong opened his eyes on time as usual.

Even so far, he may not have actually slept for three hours.

After he came back from the stall yesterday, he took the laundry detergent to the toilet, and by the time he had finished taking a shower and the accumulated dirty clothes, the time was already close to half past two.

Then, naturally, the most important and beautiful thing for him: counting money.

Just from the bulging pocket, Song Yong counted out more than 21,000 cash in one go, and compared with the amount in WeChat and Alipay, this is not the largest part.

The new amount of money in WeChat and Alipay combined exceeded 32,000.

That is to say, on one night last night, such a shabby little kebab stall actually made an astonishing turnover of more than 53,000 yuan with three salted fish-like men and ten simple tables of fly legs.

In terms of operating costs, first of all, the labor cost is more than 400 fast, and the site fee and water and electricity fee of zero yuan are removed.

After deducting charcoal and other small things, it is an expense of two hundred yuan at the top, and then, it seems that there are no other expenses.

It can be said that the income of more than 50,000 yuan is completely the same as picking it up for nothing, that is, putting on socks and going to the street to rob, it is estimated that it is not so efficient.

So, if you calculate it today.

He, Song Yong, inadvertently reached the height of his life with a monthly income of one million.

It is precisely because of this that after Song Yong finished counting the money, because of the strong excitement in his heart, when he finally fell asleep in a daze, I am afraid that it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night

It is said that there is no need to pickle ingredients this morning, and Song Yong, who has slept for more than two hours, can continue to sleep for a while.

Even if you sleep until lunchtime and wake up, it doesn't matter.

It's just that when he thinks of the crucial dinner tonight, and there is no place to arrange at the moment, he just can't sleep anymore.

Why sleep for a long time before you are alive and sleep for a long time after you die?

With such a sentence from the Internet, after giving himself a tube of aged chicken soup, Song Yong planned to get up from the mat.

As a result, when he bent over, the soreness in his waist almost didn't make him cry out.

Now he knew that if he accidentally sprained his back, the most painful time was not at that time, but the next morning after a night's rest.

In an unspeakable soreness, he rummaged through his backpack and found the gourd elixir, as if it were in his mouth.

The taste of this thing is anti-human, but the effect is really good, and it is not a small meaning to use it to treat the pain in the waist?

It was only at the moment when he poured the witch potion into his mouth that he changed his mind.

At such a young age, you can recover after a few days of cultivation, so it's better not to waste this life-saving witch medicine.

Thinking of this, Song Yong decisively put away the small gourd, and then took out one of the rheumatism ointment he bought from work last night, like an old man who has been farming for many years, and pasted a ...... on his back waist

After a morning, except for a trip to the bank to deposit money, Song Yong spent the rest of the time wandering around the surrounding streets and alleys.

In order to find a suitable place to eat in the evening, he put all his effort into it.

The place to eat tonight, first of all, it should not look shabby, it is better to be a little grade; Director Zhao said that the size is also a character, and the overall is a bit of grade.

Secondly, you don't need to ask about those big hotels or anything.

It's easy to have a meal there, but if you want to do it yourself in the back kitchen, it is estimated that other people's back kitchens will not agree to this request.

Or even if people can agree, they can't pay the corresponding price.

From beginning to end, Song Yong never thought about processing these ingredients with his fake hands on others.

Those are professionals, and they can't tell the difference between good and bad food, and if they are targeted at their food sources, it will be a problem.

Even Song Yong knew that with the continued popularity of his kebab stall, someone would notice this sooner or later.

But he hopes that this time can be as late as possible.

With this kind of picky mind, Song Yong really found a suitable place after a long period of busy work: a mid-to-high-end Sichuan restaurant.

After the boss took over the twenty hundred-yuan bills from Song Yong's hand, he booked the best private room in the evening.

At the same time, from four to six o'clock in the afternoon, the kitchen will set aside a fierce stove in the corner for Song Yong to use, like condiments in the kitchen, which are also completely open to him.

To be honest, Song Yong also knew that when he used the box and kitchen, he was charged 2,000 yuan but was cheated.

But isn't there no way?

Then Song Yong returned to the Amestole store and began to wear meat with the sticks, and the three of them worked together until three o'clock in the afternoon.

After he explained the sticks and the two sentences, he went to the Sichuan restaurant with a large pile of ingredients.

In the following time, he naturally exhausted his mind and craftsmanship, and worked in the corner of the kitchen.

The dishes may not be as good as the chefs of Sichuan restaurants in terms of appearance, but they can definitely easily crush the other party's dishes in terms of taste, and they are cooked one by one.

Originally, the chef of the Sichuan restaurant, because of the unhappiness in his heart, originally wanted to taste the taste of Song Yong's dishes.

Otherwise, why would this kid rather do it himself than eat the dishes he cooked carefully, isn't this a door-to-door smashing the field!

However, as soon as he saw Song Yong busy with his work, his extremely unprofessional actions.

That is, when the spoon is turned, it almost makes a pot of vegetables fly out.

And after the dish is out of the pot, that is, it is an ordinary home-cooked dish, and the ordinary general appearance, he has no intention of going forward to taste it.

Because of the cold, the chef with a blocked nose didn't notice some details at all.

His masters and workers were very tempted by the enticing fragrance coming from the corner of the kitchen, and they couldn't concentrate on it.

It's just that I don't know what's going on, but the business of Sichuan restaurants today is surprisingly good.

Under the orders that kept coming down in front, everyone was urged by the grumpy chef to fly, how could they care about the weird boy in the corner......

At 6:20 in the evening, Song Yong waited at the door of the Sichuan restaurant and waited for Director Zhao and Second Brother Ma and a large group of people.

To be honest, even Song Yong didn't expect that so many people would come to tonight's dinner.

Among them, Director Zhao of the Park Management Office, plus the familiar eldest sister and a little old man, Song Yong felt that the arrival of these three hosts and guests was relatively normal.

Not to mention that the second brother Ma came, there were three colleagues in uniform, driving a cheap version of the Mercedes-Benz of the E series together.

In such a scene, Song Yong can also tell himself that these people were brought over by Ma Erge to accompany the wine and support the field.

However, there are also three women with heavy makeup and bright makeup, who appeared together in a taxi, what is this called?

"What are you doing standing stupidly? When Song Yong was in a daze, Second Brother Ma shouted such a sentence in his mouth, which made Song Yong wake up.

After he reacted, he hurriedly greeted everyone:

"Thank you Director Zhao and everyone for your appreciation, today we have prepared some rare mountain goods and native products, I hope you can eat happily; ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong, who had cheered up, led everyone and walked towards the reserved private room.

In this process, he could clearly hear Second Brother Ma behind him shouting at his colleagues and the women:

"Don't mind, everyone! This hanger is not sensible, he has a stupid brain, but those mountain goods are relatively rare, and he must eat more later. ”

After hearing this, the smile on Song Yong's face did not change at all.

Even if he didn't know why Second Brother Ma, who was polite before, was now such a face, but what else could he do except forcibly endure it?

Not to mention the difference in identity, people also drive Mercedes-Benz, and no matter how cheap Mercedes-Benz is, it is not Mercedes-Benz.

Others drive Mercedes-Benz, you pick your nose, in the eyes of many snobs, how can they look at you.