Naruto: Big Foodie

Mother Liu leaned into her son's ear and whispered, "Ah, we are free. If you can save Xiaoming, you can save a little. One pot is enough." Now I don't care about the money for this pot of tea, the old man's heart is still very good.

Liu Hao glanced at his mother helplessly, and no longer insisted: "Then let's have a pot."

Zhong Yanhong raised his eyebrows proudly.

The two old ladies over there began to talk about their children. Liu's mother pointed to Liu Hao and said proudly, "This is my youngest son, who graduated from college and is now a police officer."

Mother Zhong said: "Your son is really promising. My family is also an old and young child. He has been naughty since he was a child. If you don't get a good piece of it, you still don't go, it's more stubborn than a cow."

Father Zhong blew his beard and stared, and snorted heavily. Zhong Yanhong was told his dark history by his mother, he laughed, and then went to see Liu Hao. Liu Hao still sketched on the menu with a blank face. Of course, he heard the conversation between the two old ladies. Although his face was calm, he murmured many times in his stomach.

Liu's mother said: "A Hong is not bad now. He is the boss and makes a lot of money. It doesn't matter how much you study, what matters is that you can make money." This is naturally a comfort to Zhong's mother. She has always regarded her son who went to college as the Glory.

Liu Hao lowered his head and rolled his eyes quietly. His mother said that reading is not important, so why did he rush himself to do his homework with the thorns in the first place.

Mother Zhong said with relief, "Isn't that right? He and his friends built this Yingxu Hotel in partnership. Fortunately, A Hong made a name for himself, otherwise he would have been mad at me and his father."

"A Hong opened this hotel, he's really amazing, he's really promising." Liu's mother said to Zhong's mother enviously, and then the topic changed, "My family number is 25 this year, and she still refuses to look for it. My girlfriend is getting married, it's really desperate, and now my biggest heart problem is this."

When Mother Zhong heard this, she couldn't help but glance at her son, and saw that he was leaning over to say something to Liu Hao, her brows were filled with spring, and she understood something instantly when she became a mother. She turned her head and said to Liu's mother: "Oh, don't talk about it, our family A Hong, who is 29 this year, is still alone. If you don't listen, my father and I are so worried that our hair is gray, but it's useless. I don't have the strength to fight, so let him go."

Mama Liu instantly took comfort from Mama Zhong. Her son was 29 and still unmarried, and her son was only 25. It seemed that there was no need to be so anxious. From this perspective, they were allies on the same front. A little more friendly.

The two old men here also gradually relaxed and began to chat and drink tea. Kung Fu tea is an innate skill of local men. From childhood to old age, they will never leave their mouths for life.

Father Zhong said, "...Last time, A Hong brought me a box of frozen top oolong. It tastes really good. After drinking it for a long time, I can feel the aftertaste in my mouth, and the sweetness lasts for a long time. It's really good."

"Really?" Dad Liu was stunned when he heard it. He was old and had no other hobbies, so he just wanted to take a good sip and try something new.

Zhong Yanhong hurriedly took over the conversation: "Uncle Liu, Dongding Oolong was given to me by my Taiwanese friend. I still have a box there. I'll ask Ah Hao to bring it to you."

Liu Hao frowned, how could he be dragged on himself, this sugar-coated cannonball, the old man must not take it. But Liu's father said, "Is it true? How much? I'll buy it from you."

Zhong Yanhong said with a smile: "What about money? I and Ah Hao are good friends. Besides, it was given by a friend, and I also borrowed flowers to present to Buddha. Uncle Liu is a master of tea, so it's not a shame to this Dongding Oolong."

Dad Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes: "Thank you so much."

Zhong Yanhong said, "As long as Uncle Liu likes it. I'll give it to Ah number later."

Liu Hao gritted his teeth secretly, grieved for his father's broken integrity.

For a while, the tea table was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was unusually harmonious, not to mention more and more beautiful.

Wang Xiaoming finally took the time to greet Liu Hao's parents, and found that their family and Zhong Yanhong's family were sitting around the table, drinking morning tea and eating snacks happily, and the corners of his mouth could not help twitching. He walked over to say hello to everyone, Liu's mother looked at Wang Xiaoming very happy, took his hand and praised again: "You child is really promising, you have opened a restaurant in such a big hotel so soon, and Eminem will Come here often for tea."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "Welcome to Eminem and Abo often, and they will all be free."

Liu's mother said, "That won't work, I won't come without the bill."

Zhong Yanhong said: "Boss Wang, now that the store is so big, it's time to launch VIP cards and membership cards."

"I have such a plan. It's not that there are not enough people right now. I'm so busy that my brain is almost dizzy." Wang Xiaoming smiled helplessly.

Liu's mother patted the back of his hand: "It's a good thing to be busy, it means that the business is good and you can make money. But Xiaoming should also pay attention to his body and rest more."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and nodded: "I know, Eminem, we are recruiting. What's the best thing you have eaten today?"

Liu's mother said: "The custard is well wrapped, soft, fragrant, and sweet."

Dad Liu has a strong taste. He said, "I like to eat chicken feet in soy sauce. This is delicious."

Liu Hao said with a smile, "Just say which one of these is yours."

Wang Xiaoming laughed: "I made the chicken feet in soy sauce, and I took part in everything else."

Liu Hao gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay~www.readwn.com~ I'm a teacher, I'll be called Chef Yu in the future."

Wang Xiaoming smiled proudly: "Then eat slowly, I'll go to the kitchen first."

Liu's mother said, "I have to remember to eat it myself."

"I know, Eminem." Wang Xiaoming entered the kitchen in a good mood. The morning tea opened on the first day, and there was a lot of traffic. In the future, there will be an additional source of income, and he will soon be able to buy a building and open a branch.

In fact, since Wang Xiaoming paid off his debts, his energy is not as strong as before. It seems that he has been holding his breath for a long time and desperately ran to the finish line. There are no specific goals. If it wasn't for Yang Ming's push, he wouldn't have made the morning tea so quickly. All thanks to Yang Ming, without him, there would be no Haibawang. Now that his debts have been paid off, Yang Ming's debts will be paid in the future. When Wang Xiaoming thought of this new goal, he regained his energy.

At the end of the month, Yang Ming asked Wang Xiaoming, "How much money do we have left now?"

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