Although Mu Qing doesn't have much cash on her body, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how she says it, she is also the boss of WIN, and she is also the eldest lady of Tianyuan Industry and Trade Group, even if she gets a normal salary in WIN, but the supplementary gold card given to her by Mu Qing's father has not been taken back because of the stiff relationship between the two.

So when he heard Hu Xiaopeng say that he wanted to treat him to a big meal, Mu Qing was actually ready to have a treat, even if he asked a "penniless" person to borrow money to invite him to dinner, Mu Qing seemed to have never encountered it.

It's just that Hu Xiaopeng's so-called big meal doesn't seem to be the "big meal" that Mu Qing imagined at all, or rather, from the moment the two of them went out, Hu Xiaopeng didn't choose to drive, but walked to the gate of the community, Mu Qing had already realized his mistake.

Located in the suburbs of Weihai City's Fourth Ring Road, even if there are many people living here, it is far from the lively business district anyway, so not to mention those well-known hotels, some of which are just popular restaurants that ordinary people can afford.

As expected, after leaving the neighborhood, I didn't go far before turning right onto a somewhat scary street that was bustling with activity.

Night market? Food stalls? This is Hu Xiaopeng's so-called feast?

"Hu Ye hasn't been here for a long time, where have you made a fortune recently?"

"Hey, here, come in and have a bite?"

……

Passing through the middle of the food stalls, almost every boss and proprietress standing outside would say hello to Hu Xiaopeng, and even a few did not forget to tease Hu Xiaopeng a few words, and most of the content of the ridicule was related to Mu Qing behind Hu Xiaopeng.

Maybe it's because Mu Qing wants to cover the scars on her arms and shoulders, at this time she is just wearing a very ordinary set of dark sportswear, under the cover of such loose sportswear, Mu Qing's seductive figure can't be highlighted at all, but even so, Mu Qing's naturally beautiful mixed-race appearance alone is enough to make those so-called beauties ashamed.

"Here it is."

Following Hu Xiaopeng's footsteps, he stopped in front of a food stall that said "barbecue and skewers", only to see Hu Xiaopeng turn his head and whisper to Mu Qing with a smile, and then pull his neck and shout loudly into the food stall.

"Lao Fan, rice bucket, come out to pick up guests......"

The structure and grade of this stall are no different from other barbecue stalls on this street, an ordinary store room and a canopy that extends to the pedestrian walkway, allowing customers to choose to eat inside or outside the house, and on the side of the store room, there is a "kitchen" dedicated to skewers, and the thick white smoke coming out of it proves that someone is busy inside.

However, in Mu Qing's opinion, although this food stall is the same as other food stalls on the surface, it is obvious that the effect of operation is not good, because even if the food stalls along the way are not up to the market, they are almost full.

On the other hand, the food stall chosen by Hu Xiaopeng only has a few tables of guests inside, even if there may be guests in the house, but outside the house, Mu Qing only sees five tables of people, and this one is not like other food stall owners who will stand in front of the door to solicit customers, it seems that it depends on the customer's own mind whether he can get in or not.

What is especially incredible is that after Hu Xiaopeng shouted a few times in a row, no one came out to answer, and even Mu Qing and Hu Xiaopeng found a place to sit down, and this food stall did not even show up as a waiter.

Is this a business? When the customer comes, no one comes out to receive them? It also seems too informal.

Just as Mu Qing wanted to ask if she wanted to change the house, Mu Qing suddenly found that the guests at the other tables around her were also a little strange.

The tables of the two tables were empty, not even the dishes and chopsticks, and the remaining tables were all eaten, except for a pile of iron skewers on the table.

The food was not served, and they had already finished eating, but they did not have any intention of getting up and leaving, but sat there chatting with their companions, as if they had long been accustomed to this phenomenon.

"Xiaopeng, why didn't anyone greet us? Are we going to change one? ”

Before Mu Qing's words fell, a man who was comparable in height to Wu Long, but obviously much fatter than Wu Long, walked out of the small low room on the side of the food stall, only to see him holding a large plate of skewers in his hands, and there was a laugh and scolding of Hu Xiaopeng in his mouth.

"Damn, you guy hasn't been here for so long, and you don't know how to help? If you're hungry and want to eat, go to the back and get it yourself, don't make a mess here, I'm too busy. ”

After that, the man who should be the "old fan" in Hu Xiaopeng's mouth looked around at the food stalls, and while walking towards the two tables that had not yet been served, he turned his head and shouted loudly into the store.

"Xiaoying, what are you doing? Come and settle the bill, Brother Wang has been waiting for a long time. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, there's no hurry."

Lao Fan's voice fell, and a middle-aged man at one of the tables of the food stall hurriedly waved his hand and said, while on the other side, Hu Xiaopeng hurriedly got up and ran to the store, but a few seconds later, he ran out with a bottle of juice in one hand and an order holder in the other.

"You wait a while, have a drink, and I'll help."

Hu Xiaopeng put the juice in front of Mu Qing, and then ran over to the Wang brother who was waiting for the checkout.

"Xiaopeng, you can show me on time, don't charge me less money again, last time you charged me more than 20 less than 20 yuan, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

Seeing that Hu Xiaopeng actually ran over to settle the bill, Lao Fan shouted to Hu Xiaopeng while serving food to those tables of guests.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely get the twenty dollars back for you this time."

"Brother Wang, can you charge you more than twenty lines?"

", you dare, I'm a serious business, not a black shop, I haven't charged a penny more since my grandfather's generation, if you dare to charge more today, believe it or not, my grandfather and my father dreamed of looking for you in the middle of the night?"

"Coax, I haven't charged a penny more, then you have the ability, don't raise the price, ten years ago when your dad was there, a beef skewer only sold for five cents, and now you have risen to two yuan."

"Your sister, is this fucking my price increase? Ten years ago, beef was only a dozen yuan a catty, and now it is more than 30 yuan a catty, I don't increase the price, do you eat meat skewers or eat skewers. ”

"If you eat a skewer, you will eat a skewer, but the sesame cumin must be stuck to me, otherwise it will ......"

……

After a few minutes of scolding, Hu Xiaopeng had already settled the account, and was helping Lao Fan distribute the meat skewers in his hands to each table at this time, but even so, it did not delay him and Lao Fan to fight at all, and the noise between the two of them seemed to be really scolding strangers, and it was even likely that they would fight if they disagreed.

But in fact, for these customers in the food stall at this time, the fight between the two of them was just a cross talk performance, not only was no one stopped it, but it caused bursts of laughter.

"Okay, that's it for the two of you to meet, it's been so many years, you're not tired."

Just as Hu Xiaopeng and Lao Fan continued to scold each other, a girl's voice came from the store, and then I saw a girl about the same age as Hu Xiaopeng walking quickly towards one of the tables with a pot full of shabu-shabu shabu.

"Xiao Ying is here, it seems that the show can't be seen, but the twenty yuan is not in vain......"

After seeing the girl appear, Brother Wang, who had already paid the money but never got up, got up with a smile and beckoned other friends to leave.

"Twenty bucks? Brother Wang, Xiaopeng really overcharged you? Xiaopeng, hurry up and return the money to others. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, twenty yuan can be exchanged for the performance of the two of you, I still think I've earned it."

"How's that going to work? Brother Wang, don't go. ”

Under Lao Fan's repeated obstructions, this Brother Wang and his friend still refused Lao Fan's plan to return the money, and when Brother Wang and they walked away, Lao Fan turned his head to look at Hu Xiaopeng, who was sitting at the dining table talking and laughing with Xiao Ying, and walked over angrily.

"Hu Xiaopeng, what are you going to do? My dad knows everything, how the can I explain it to him? ”

"Hey, don't blame me, he has to give it to me, and if I'm not mistaken, when the old king left, he said that he would let you operate in good faith and not deceive customers, but he didn't say that customers should not tip you."

"That's not good, we're not abroad, it's not popular to tip, you hurry up and give me back the money, I don't have time to leave, I still have to ......"

Hearing Hu Xiaopeng's explanation, Lao Fan obviously still didn't agree to accept the twenty yuan, but before Lao Fan finished speaking, Xiao Ying, who was sitting next to Hu Xiaopeng, kicked Lao Fan several times under the table.

"Brother, didn't you see that Brother Xiaopeng brought a friend here."

"Sister Mu, don't mind, my brother and Brother Xiaopeng have been like this since they were children, although they quarrel fiercely, they actually have a good relationship."

Fan Dajun, who is in the same class as Hu Xiaopeng Primary School and junior high school, has more snacks than ordinary people, so he is always called a rice bucket by Hu Xiaopeng.

Originally, the relationship between Hu Xiaopeng and Fan Dajun was limited to the level of classmates, but after Fan Dajun's father died unexpectedly in his third year of junior high school because he saved people, perhaps because neither of them had a father, the relationship between the two became closer and closer.

It's just that having said that, Hu Xiaopeng's situation is still better than Fan Dajun's, because although Hu Xiaopeng's father is not there, at least he still has his mother, but Fan Dajun's mother left the three of them and left not long after giving birth to Fan Yingying, and there is no news so far. As for the reason why she left, it was very simple, that is, she disliked Fan Dajun's father and had no interest.

When other families used pork and duck as beef to sell, Fan Dajun's father always insisted on using real beef.

When other people's families hired people to grill skewers, and even three or five skewer masters were busy at the same time, Fan Dajun's father insisted on roasting them by himself, in order to ensure the taste and standard, and not to reduce the quality because of business.

Just like Fan Dajun's father's last words to him when he was dying, operate with integrity.

As a result, Fan Dajun's store has never expanded, nor has it ever had a higher income.

But again, although such a store is not efficient, it has accumulated countless customers, especially those who have been familiar with everything since Fan Dajun's grandfather.

These old customers who can endure more than an hour of waiting, can endure no one after entering the store, and even the owner's attitude is extremely ordinary, just like Lao Wang, who has just left, even if he has already moved out of this area, but whenever he thinks of eating meat skewers, he will choose Fan Dajun's shop first.