Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 38 The Power of Money

When he was pushed out, Su Shuisheng woke up slightly.

His yellow eyes were open, there were still some sequelae on his face, his mouth was crooked, and he was drooling.

Seeing Su Qingfeng standing there alone, with the payment slip in his hand.

His lips trembled uncontrollably, and a glimmer of light gathered in his eyes, eventually turning into two lines of clear tears, sliding down his dark cheeks.

Su Qingfeng felt unhappy.

A good person ended up like this.

The problem doesn't seem serious at the moment, but it will be troublesome later on.

When you have a stroke, you should avoid extreme emotional ups and downs, such as great sadness or joy.

At the same time, the diet needs to be light, and foods high in fat and cholesterol should not be eaten.

In this era, the most difficult diet to control has become the easiest.

Finally, you also need to pay attention to keeping warm from the cold.

It's almost November, and as the weather turns cooler, I'm afraid the days will be tough.

Many thoughts passed through his mind, but they were not shown on his face.

He just smiled and walked forward, "Hey, Uncle Shuisheng, what are you crying for? Don't be afraid. I came to the provincial capital this time and I brought enough money in my pocket for you to use the hospital as a guest house."

I don't know which little nurse made a noise and laughed softly.

The speech of this patient's family member was quite interesting.

They were used to seeing crying family members, but they had a good impression of Su Qingfeng.

After all, stroke is a disease that is inherently taboo with mood swings.

If the family members continue to cry and fuss, isn't this just adding to the chaos?

Hearing Su Qingfeng's words, the corners of Su Shuisheng's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.

By the time they were pushed all the way to the ward, Su Shuisheng's condition was much better.

While Su Qingfeng was pouring water, he stood up with difficulty and took out a stack of bills from the pocket sewn inside his coat.

The money notes are a little wrinkled, but they are folded neatly.

As soon as Su Qingfeng put down the water, he opened his mouth, "Ah, ah..."

While talking, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Su Qingfeng found a piece of cloth, wiped off the saliva, and then pointed at himself, "Uncle, you called me?"

Su Shuisheng nodded and stuffed the money notes into Su Qingfeng's arms.

His condition was still in the recovery stage, and Su Qingfeng was afraid that if he declined too much, he would cause trouble to the old man again.

After thinking about it, I simply accepted it.

He took what was due.

After all, although he has money, a lot of it is shady.

You shouldn't take it...

Su Qingfeng also has a way.

He held a handful of toffees and went to chat with the nurse.

The young nurse is a native of the provincial capital and is most familiar with this place. When chatting with Su Qingfeng, for the sake of toffee, she told him a lot of "secret information".

For example, in the family compound of a textile factory, there are always country people who come to the city to "visit relatives".

While it's early, you might be able to buy some ingredients.

Su Qingfeng understood and took out some hairpins from the lottery. The little nurse's eyes lit up when she saw these novel hairpins.

When she heard that Su Qingfeng was going out, she immediately understood and agreed to help him take care of Su Shuisheng.

……

The textile factory's family home cannot be entered casually.

But this is usually the case.

Su Qingfeng spent two cigarettes and successfully sneaked into the family courtyard.

After shopping around, I finally found someone, and the items were almost sold.

Looking at the remaining crucian carp, tofu and a small bag of millet, Su Qingfeng sighed.

This was God's will for him to show off his newly learned crucian carp and tofu soup.

The last time there was a crucian carp, Feng Sufen jumped out halfway and took the crucian carp back to her parents' house.

This time Su Qingfeng made up his mind to give it a try.Just when he came to the hospital cafeteria and asked to borrow the kitchen, his identity was questioned.

"You said you are a chef?"

The master chef in the hospital cafeteria looked at Su Qingfeng and frowned, not believing it at all.

He looked up and down - he was young, and he wasn't the big-bodied type. He didn't even have the strength to take the blame, right?
Su Qingfeng didn't explain much, but took out his chef's certificate.

The master chef didn't know many words, but he knew the examiner and seal on the chef's certificate.

When he saw the words Fang Jidong, his expression changed, and questions poured out of his mouth like a barrage of questions:

"Are you already an eighth-level chef? The one who assessed you is actually Master Fang? You are so lucky. Master Fang is a rare fourth-level chef in our provincial capital. It is said that he specializes in cooking for leaders. I have tasted that craft once. It's really It’s not something ordinary people can compare to.”

Su Qingfeng listened with open ears, while quickly lighting a fire, boiling water, killing fish and washing rice.

The master chef of this canteen is a talkative person.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the cafeteria now, so he still has free time to talk.

"Hey, are you a family member of the patient? I heard that some lazy guys came to make trouble at the entrance of the hospital today and refused to pay for the patient's treatment. Later, he paid the money and entered the hospital."

Su Qingfeng: "..."

His smile disappeared little by little.

Looking at the cooking master, he gave a false smile and said, "I am the one who was taken advantage of."

Master Master: "..."

He laughed twice and stopped talking completely.

Su Qingfeng was clean.

He concentrated on replicating the techniques learned in the space, seasoning, and controlling the fire. When the aroma gradually spread in the kitchen, he suddenly lifted the iron pot and poured the fish soup into the newly bought in the thermal box.

The embarrassing thing was that he was worried that Uncle Shuisheng would not eat enough and would burn too much soup...

At this moment, a clear "dong" sound came from his side.

It was obviously a swallowing sound.

He turned his head and saw that it was a girl about his age.

The girl didn't look like the wealthy, childlike person that the elders in rural areas like nowadays.

Her skin was fair and she wore a high ponytail, exposing her snow-white neck.

The eyes are very distinctive. The tail of the eye is slightly drooped. The pupils are dark, clear and black and white. It makes people think of innocent dog eyes and has a harmless feeling.

I have to say the first impression is that it is refreshing and comfortable.

Not so much bells and whistles.

This is enough.

Su Qingfeng was really impressed by the popular aesthetics of this era.

He glanced at the girl lightly, looked at the soup in the pot, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"You... want some soup?"

There was an astonishing brilliance in the girl's eyes.

She hugged the book in her hand tightly, feeling a little nervous, "C-is it okay?"

Su Qingfeng nodded generously and said: "I need more money."

The master chef of the cafeteria on the side almost collapsed.

Why is this young man so hard-hearted?
How could he say such a thing to such a beautiful girl?

Su Qingfeng was open and honest.

Doesn't crucian carp cost money?

Tofu costs nothing?

The head of the family realizes that firewood and rice are expensive, so he is saving money for marrying a beautiful wife in the future.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Su Qingfeng's words, the girl suddenly grabbed the book and said in surprise, "You are so kind!"

After saying that, she dug into her pocket, but only found two coins. Suddenly, half of her face turned red starting from the tips of her ears.

"I only brought two pieces...is that okay?"

Su Qingfeng took a deep breath.

Is this the power of money?
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