Li Xiuli was quite pleased, and secretly rejoiced, the expert-level pulse diagnosis is really not covered, even if his prescribing level is not good, at least the main direction of dialectics is correct.

"Dad, how much do we owe in our family?"

He didn't dare to ask his family more about this question, after all, he didn't pay too much for this family, and he always felt that he was not qualified to ask this.

Think about the fact that I have been in class for three years, and I have always lived in a rental house, but I only bought a house in the county seat last year. The down payment and decoration were also made by his parents, and he really hasn't saved any money over the years.

"I still owe more than 600,000 yuan."

Li Jintang smiled and said in a flat tone, as if none of this had happened.

More than sixty...

Li Xiuli muttered in his heart, so much money is already astronomical for him.

My salary is three or four thousand a month, and now I don't need to rent a house, and I haven't married yet, so I can save 1,000 yuan a month.

But that's too far from 600,000.

My parents are also old, and they can't make much money from that passenger car. If you don't find a way to make money, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pay it off in the past few decades.

When he registered the cloud hospital app, he also wanted to increase his popularity and make some money by the way, but no one consulted him recently, which made him a little distressed. It seems that it will not be possible to make money with this app in the short term.

If he is a patient and wants to consult online, he will give priority to doctors with high professional titles in large hospitals, and as for small doctors in small hospitals, he will skip them directly.

"Dad, I can save a thousand a month, and I'll give it to you."

"Oh?"

Li Jintang was a little surprised. "You should keep the money for yourself, although we are old, we can slowly repay the money by relying on that car."

"But the cost of that car is also huge!"

"That's no way, I have to do this."

Li Jintang's face was bitter, if he had been in good health and could still act as a driver, he would not have stayed at home all year round to recuperate.

The biggest expense of the car is not the cost of gas, nor the cost of repair and maintenance, but the driver's salary.

Li Jintang is a bad person, and the salary he gives to the driver is the first in the entire team, and there are big and small red envelopes during the New Year.

The driver's monthly salary is 4,500, and the annual salary is 54,000, plus various red envelopes, there are more than 60,000.

If that's what drivers earn in a year, they're very wrong.

For car maintenance and repair, you can issue false receipts each time and make a small profit of 100 yuan.

If you refuel your car, you can also make a small profit of about 50 yuan every time.

This money can also earn five or six hundred a month.

Therefore, Li Jintang came up with the idea of changing drivers.

Until more than a month ago, Li Jintang inadvertently found that his family's monthly fuel bill was more than 1,000 more than that of the same group. If it is a few hundred more, in the county where it is difficult for drivers to be invited, it will pass with one eye and one eye closed.

Li Jintang couldn't bear this breath, so he argued with the driver.

As a result, another driver found out about it.

Another driver recommended himself, and Li Jintang hired a new driver in a fit of rage.

A few days after the new driver got into the car, there was an accident.

His parents are honest and kind. It's an employer again, and he didn't buy commercial insurance, so if something big happened, he could only carry it himself.

Do you want me to run a motorcycle?

His residence is nearly 10 kilometers away from the hospital, and it would take him more than an hour to walk.

I drive an electric car on weekdays, but I didn't find anything wrong.

But sometimes the electric car is out of power, and when you are in a hurry to go to work, you have to use the motorcycle.

In this small county under the jurisdiction of a fifth-tier city, it is difficult to take a bus, and the best way to get around is by motorcycle.

Here, as long as the formalities are complete, it is legal.

If you do five pieces of friction at one time, you will have ten pieces back and forth.

He doesn't have to work the night shift, and he doesn't have a girlfriend, so when he is not on the day shift, he can go to the motorcycle in the afternoon and evening.

Collect five yuan in one trip, and run him twenty times in one night, isn't it a hundred yuan?

Beautiful.

I'll start running tomorrow!

Li Xiuli has already made plans.

At this time, Li Jintang in the kitchen shouted: "Son, this snail has been raised for two days, there is no soil, you can cook the snail tonight." ”

Li Jintang's implication is to ask Li Xiuli to come over and cook snails.

"Howler. I'm going to come over and cook the snails. ”

Li Xiuli readily agreed.

The family likes to eat snails, especially the snails cooked by Li Xiuli.

Since the family moved to the county seat, his parents have followed.

Li Jintang has been recuperating at home, where to go to recuperate is not the same?

Mother Li Zhengfen has to get in the car almost every day, and the county seat and Liuyi Town run at both ends, and living in the county town is no different from living in the countryside.

Li Xiuli put down his mobile phone, stepped into the kitchen, carried a small plastic stool and put it on the floor, and then sat down.

Originally, his tall body sat on a miniature stool, which was already spicy enough for his eyes.

Squeak!

The small plastic stool let out a wail of pain, like a colt ridden on the back of a giant, and its four thin legs began to diverge in four different directions.

"Aren't you afraid of stool exhaustion when you sit on such a small stool?"

Li Jintang quipped.

"Then dad, cook it yourself!"

"That's still a little stool for our family!" Li Jintang hurriedly changed his words, and the wrinkles on his face also dimmed a lot under the smile.

Li Xiuli looked in the direction of his father, and it happened that under the white light, the outline of his side face was undoubtedly revealed.

The gray hair is reflected in the light, like a glowing silver thread, and also like a bright light line at night.

The ravines on the face are like the sunset slanting down the hills, and the slightly rickety back contours are even more twilight.

At this moment, Li Xiuli realized that his father was much older.

He is twenty-seven years old and his father is fifty-six.

"Ahem——!"

Li Jintang coughed lightly and scolded: "You stinky boy, what are you looking at me?" ”

Li Xiuli came back to his senses, "I didn't see anything, I was thinking about what flavor of snails to cook tonight." ”

"Dad, help me boil a kettle of hot water in a kettle."

"Hmm."

Li Xiuli summed up a whole set of processes for cooking snails.

Snails live in sludge and live by eating the sludge in the water, but there are a lot of parasites in it, and they must not be eaten raw.

The surface of their shells has a lot of mud and algae attached to it, and they must be cleaned with a brush.

This is the first procedure.

Pour freshly boiled hot water into the washed snails.

Boiling water can kill most of the parasites in the snail on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can scald the snail to death and loosen the snail skin to which it is attached.

When the snail skin is loosened, it will fall off with a gentle pinch.

He has eaten snails on the street with his friends many times, and he has found that the merchants do not peel off the snail skin.