Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Great Completion of the North and the South
Wang Daqiang's words made my heart chuckle.
I continued to bury my head in eating and didn't speak, this Wang Daqiang didn't open which pot to mention, and his conversation box opened as if he couldn't hold it:
"Tang Xiaofan, where did your mother go, you really don't know? You have to be cautious at this juncture, this house is going to be demolished, if you can't sign it, then you will lose a lot? When the time comes, you will become a nail household, and as soon as the cart comes, you will push your house to the ground, and you will not be able to get anything, and when the time comes, you will ...... it."
The more he said, the more outrageous it became, and I couldn't help it.
So, I looked up at Wang Daqiang: "By the way, our rent seems to be paid every three months, it's overdue for a few days, you see that if it's convenient for you, it's better to ......."
As soon as he said this, Wang Daqiang's eyes flickered, and he patted his head:
"Oh, I forgot, there is a big contract of tens of millions in the south of the city, I have to sign it, this matter is very important, hundreds of people rely on this business to eat, so ...... I won't be with you. ”
With that, Wang Daqiang left quickly.
When this guy was finally gone, I breathed a sigh of relief and felt like the whole world was clear.
When I paid after eating, I actually had more than a dozen yuan in the account.
I quickly asked the store if the price was going up, and the store said it had increased a little. I did the math according to the new price list posted on the wall, and it didn't cost that much.
When I asked, the store said that the man I was talking to just now didn't pay, and he told the store that he was with me, and I would help him pay later.
This Wang Daqiang!
I cursed in my heart, but I had to pay for it.
After lunch, I took Mei Mei to the hospital.
My dad has moved to a general ward, and he has a special disease, so he can only live in a single room.
Although the price of a single room is still relatively expensive, it is much more affordable than the ICU.
The nurse who the nurse helped to find was quite reliable, with a cost of two hundred a day, round-the-clock care, and help wash and scrub, which was really dedicated.
I chatted with the caregiver and paid him the next month's fee in advance.
Later, I went to Dr. Hu to find out about my dad's condition.
He took a pair of medical records and told me that my dad is stable at present, but he has a sudden brain disease, and I can't say what will happen in the future.
At least for now, he can't be discharged from the hospital.
Speaking of which, Dr. Hu tentatively asked me about my financial situation.
I don't have anything to hide and pinch for him.
So I said, "After my dad resigned from the railway, the medical insurance was cut off, and he didn't make up for it for so many years, so reimbursement is impossible." I still have more than 100,000 on my side. There is also a 40-square-meter old dilapidated house at home, and then a small broken noodle shop, rented. ”
Listening to my words, Dr. Hu sighed.
He thought about it and said, if you don't help me try online crowdfunding, like me, it should meet the poverty conditions.
Knowing that there is still this way, I naturally thanked Dr. Xiao Hu repeatedly.
After sitting with my dad in the hospital for a while, I took Meimei back with me.
Tonight, the chicken noodle shop will officially open.
This is the first day that Tang Xiaofan has taken the lead alone, and I can't mess it up.
Back at the chicken miscellaneous noodle shop, Liang Yuan and Wang Blind were busy working, and the two of them seemed to have discussed and made my chicken miscellaneous small noodle shop orderly.
Seeing me coming, Liang Yuan put down the bowl and spoon in his hand and came over:
"Tang Xiaofan, you see if there is anything else to prepare, I'll almost do it again, it's only five o'clock now, and it's still too late."
I'm really touched at the moment.
Nodding, I went up to check, in fact, everything is almost the same, open tonight, first only sell noodles, other crayfish, crucian carp or something, too busy, so don't get it for the time being.
I had already called Master Liu, who made noodles, at noon, and he sent 50 catties of handmade noodles over on time at 6 o'clock.
His noodles are slender and chewy, and my dad has been getting them from him all these years.
I've already fried the pickled pepper chicken offal, put it in the refrigerator, and pour it directly over the cooked noodles.
It hadn't been open for more than half a month, so I took those bowls out and washed them again.
Mei Mei also came to help me, there are many people and great power, and after a while, everything will be placed.
At six o'clock, Lao Liu delivered the noodles on time.
He took those handmade noodles from the car and sent them to my store: "Tang Xiaofan, didn't your family ask for 100 catties of noodles before, which was not enough to sell, why is it only 50 catties now?" ”
I sighed: "Isn't this half a month without doing business?" And my dad is in the hospital now, and now I'm in charge of the business alone, and I don't know if this business is good or not. ”
After Lao Liu helped me put the noodles away, he comforted me and said, "Step by step, it will be fine." This comfort was simple, but approachable, and it warmed my heart to hear it.
I said thank you, left Lao Liu to eat, he waved his hand and said that he was busy and drove away.
After Lao Liu left, I boiled a pot of boiling water in the noodle cauldron.
A pot of water to cook noodles must be boiled beforehand, which is the rule set by my father.
Most people who open noodle restaurants and sell noodles believe in this.
It is said that boiling water in advance can make business prosperous, and boiling water temporarily is no different from buying halfway.
I took a look at Lao Liu's noodles, and sure enough, they were still the same as before
Lao Liu is a northerner, and his noodle making skills are much better than those of the locals here. He uses flour from his hometown, and he mixes the noodles by hand, cutting them into strips and sprinkling them with flour to prevent them from sticking.
So this noodle is an authentic northern taste with a chewy texture.
Good noodles need to be served with good soup.
My dad knows a thing.
As a result, the taste of this noodle is rich in flavor with the fresh and spicy taste of the southern city, and the oil soup looks ruddy in color.
A bowl of noodles integrates the essence of the north and the south, which is also one of the reasons why our noodle shop has a good business.
It opens at eight o'clock, and it's not good to cook alone at this time.
So, I simply made four bowls of chicken noodles.
Three adults and one child, we sat at a table and ate like that.
Eating this bowl of chicken offal noodles that I made myself, it is comparable to my father's cooking in terms of color, aroma, and taste, and I feel a lot more at ease.
In fact, as long as the taste remains the same, there will be no loss of guests.
Prices have been rising recently, and the cost of a bowl of noodles has increased by five cents.
But I'm going to don't raise the price for the time being, straighten out the business, and then settle the economic account.
While eating, Liang Yuan said to the door behind me, "Are you here?" I hurriedly turned around and saw that it was Lao Yu's buddy Liu Kui who came in.