Chapter Eighty-Three: A Dinner Treat
Xu Damao was waiting for the dishes, and when he saw He Xiao busy at the door of the north room, he got up and walked over.
"He Xiao, where are the eggs?"
Xu Damao glanced back at the stupid pillar who was cooking, and was still a little puzzled.
What are you doing with these two guys?
"Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner."
"Yo, Xu Damao, it seems that your business is good."
He Xiaozheng wanted to find him, but he didn't expect to meet him today.
Looking at his appearance, the business of flipping foreign exchange coupons should make a lot of money.
"I have to thank you for making a living."
Xu Damao was very modest in his mouth, but the smugness on Dachang's face was about to overflow.
In a few days, he and the stick terrier earned seven or eight hundred, and this inverted foreign exchange coupon is the best way to make money, just like robbing.
"Well, then you should invite me."
He Xiao was not polite, he should eat this meal.
Holding the bowl and the eggs on the stall, he turned off the gas and followed Xu Damao to the stone table in the courtyard.
As soon as the two sat down, Xu Damao greeted him.
"Stick terrier, you take a thermos bottle to the mouth of the alley to get some beer, your stupid dad is really, can this vegetable seller be without wine?"
The stick terrier was also obedient, and went with the thermos.
In front of the west wing, the stupid pillar frowned.
"Huairu, your family is a terrier, why did you get involved with Xu Damao again?"
"Isn't your son too?" Qin Huairu didn't have a good airway.
She also wondered in her heart, isn't the stick terrier the most annoying to Xu Damao? How did this reconcile again?
No, she'll have to ask when the terrier comes back.
Picking up the big yellow croaker that had just come out of the pot, Qin Huairu walked to the stone table and put it on the table.
"Xu Damao, do you have a treat?"
Turning her head and glancing, Qin Huairu felt that she deserved it, He Xiao was sitting here, she always felt like she was going to eat for nothing.
Xu Damao didn't reply, he suddenly wanted to laugh when he thought about it.
Silly Zhu is really interesting, his own son eats the dishes he cooks, and he has to let himself come to treat.
Tsk, that's weird.
Shaking his head, Xu Damao didn't bother to care about Silly Zhu's family affairs, anyway, the more chaotic the better.
"Qin Huairu, tell Silly Zhu to hurry up, we're still waiting to eat."
"Virtue."
Qin Huairu gave him a blank look, turned around and left.
"Come, He Xiao, try the fish made by your father, this half of the fish doesn't cost me much money."
Xu Damao beckoned, took the chopsticks and tasted it himself.
"Hiss, it's fresh, it's delicious."
Smacked his mouth, Xu Damao was really convinced, he didn't have to say anything about the stupid pillar's craftsmanship, just one word, absolutely.
On the other side, He Xiao was already hungry.
Seeing Xu Damao's appearance, he hurriedly took a piece and tasted it.
"Hmm......"
This fish is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, full of fragrant and fresh, this big yellow croaker is really good.
The yellow croaker in this era is cheap, and if it is left for another ten or twenty years, this dish will cost thousands of yuan.
He Xiao was not polite, he didn't stop holding the chopsticks, and ate directly.
"Oh, you can leave me some."
Xu Damao is also a foodie, and he didn't dare to chew and swallow slowly when he saw this, so he picked up the chopsticks.
When the stick terrier called for beer, a plate of big yellow croaker had already been eaten by the two of them.
"Terrier, sit down and eat."
Xu Damao poured beer and beckoned to the stick terrier.
He was very proud in his heart, Silly Zhu, a pro-son and an adopted son, all mixed with him.
"Forget it, you can eat."
The stick terrier didn't think about it, he refused directly, he didn't want his family to know now that he was doing business with Xu Damao.
Let's talk about it when I make a lot of money later.
Glancing at He Xiao, he turned his head and left.
……
He Xiaole had to eat alone, he took the beer handed over by Xu Damao and tasted it.
"Huh? How does this beer taste like it has been mixed with water?"
He was a little dissatisfied with the beer he bought, and the beer tasted too light, no different from drinking water.
Shaking his head, he put down his cup and concentrated on eating.
He ate the squid roll yesterday and it tasted pretty good.
However, he still felt that today's dry-roasted large yellow croaker and fried beef with green onions were more delicious, and he concentrated on picking up these two.
On the other side, Xu Damao ate for a while, and then drank loose beer leisurely.
Turning his head to look at the north room, he was still quite hot.
"He Xiao, your video hall business is good, you can catch up with the movie theater."
Looking at the other customers on the stone table, Xu Damao was happy again, "Hey, even your dad is stained with your light."
"I didn't make money by pouring foreign exchange coupons."
Hearing this, Xu Damao immediately shut up.
After eating and drinking, He Xiao wiped his mouth, and then went back to the house and took the IOU.
"No, He Xiao, I just finished treating you to dinner, and you're looking for me for money?"
Xu Damao burped and was a little depressed, this He Xiao is really not like a stupid pillar, not kind at all.
You can't be like that!
"Hey, Xu Damao, you don't know from me, how much money is made by reversing foreign exchange coupons, I understand, just one hundred foreign exchange coupons, you don't lack them now, give it back to me."
"Well, don't talk about it."
Xu Damao was a little helpless, took out the foreign exchange coupon from his pocket, counted one hundred, and handed it over.
Then he tore the IOU on the table a few times and threw it under the table.
"He Xiao, you really don't have a hand? I Xu Damao will not forget the well diggers, and I am willing to share your share, you don't have to do anything, just invest some money."
It is not a fair and honest thing to dump foreign exchange coupons, Xu Damao is a little uneasy in his heart, he wants to pull He Xiao into the water.
With the two sons of Silly Zhu accompanying him, even if it is planted in the future, Xu Damao is comfortable.
"Forget it, I won't earn your money."
He Xiao shook his head, stood up, and turned his head to look at the others at the table, who were still a little depressed.
Today, the Jia family has made a lot of money, maybe more than he earned in the video hall.
"Xu Damao, thank you for today's dinner."
After saying thank you, He Xiao turned around and left.
When he returned to the north room, he immediately called the three masters to a corner of the house.
He had already decided that he would rather lose money himself than let the Jia family make money anymore.
It's time for him to close this courtyard video hall.
"Third master, you go back and rest, Ming'er won't use it anymore, I bought a shop at the entrance of the street on the east side, and I'm going to move the video hall over."
"Huh?"
"Kyo...... Congratulations."
The smile on the face of the third master disappeared immediately.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, he was about to cry.
After only a few days of earning money, he is about to lose his job.
Seeing this, He Xiao was a little crying and laughing, and he quickly explained.
"Three masters, the video hall at the entrance of the street, I have to trouble you in the future, I can't be busy alone, I still have to go back to Xiangjiang in a few months, and the time to trouble you in the future will be long."
"Hey, He Xiao, don't worry, with me to show you, the quasi-security video hall will not go wrong."
The three masters were immediately happy.
(End of chapter)