The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

Pulling out a dozen red notes from his wallet and pressing them under the plate, Zhou Lu nodded to Xu Ping resolutely, turned and left.

"Hey! You haven't found your money yet!"

Kong Yu took the coin purse and chased him out, only to see that Zhou Lu had disappeared into the depths of the street without a trace.

Seeing Kong Yu's surprised look, Xu Ping smiled - food should have this kind of charm that penetrates the body and directly hits the soul.

More and more customers are attracted by the fragrance of Buddha Jumping Wall, and they are all well-dressed professional elites, who spend a lot of money. The high price of 466 yuan can only make them hesitate a little, but they are quickly defeated by the strong fragrance. Come.

"This... what kind of fairy food is this!"

"Call quickly, tell Brother Wang not to work overtime, come down to eat quickly, and there will be no more later."

"Boss, have another cup!"

The small room was soon full of people. In order to cope with the continuous influx of guests, Kong Yu hurriedly set up a circle of folding tables and chairs outside the room.

I have to say that Kong Yu's pure and beautiful appearance is still very useful. She entertains so many guests by herself, and there are always times when she can't take care of her.

At this time, a Bentley parked on the side of the road, and a fat middle-aged man got off, wearing a neat suit and a valuable Rolex on his wrist.

But he frowned tightly, looking a little depressed.

Li Qiming rubbed his hair irritably, and asked, "What's there to eat here?"

"I can cook whatever you want."

"Give me some." Li Qiming really has no appetite now, and he came to this store just to find a place to sit.

"Okay." Xu Ping looked at Li Qiming for a while, and he knew it already.

Cook a bowl of white rice in the rice cooker, dice the fat meat, put a few green onions and stir fry over high heat.

After the oil came out, turn it to low heat, and after tens of seconds of silence, Xu Ping drained out the lard and put it aside.

After the lard had cooled down and the rice was out of the pan, he poured the lard and oil residue on top of the steaming rice.

Drizzle a few drops of soy sauce and sprinkle a few chopped scallions, Xu Ping brought this bowl of lard bibimbap to Li Qiming.

"Slow use."

Li Qiming looked at the steaming bowl of rice and suddenly had an appetite.

Picking up a chopstick of rice and putting it into his mouth, the warmth of lard, the sweetness of rice, and the salty aroma of soy sauce exploded in his mouth instantly.

For a moment, he felt as if he had eaten a memory.

He is the boss of a trading company, he has a successful career, he has worked hard for several years, and it is time to enjoy the blessings.

At this time, he fell in love with his secretary.

The wife at home is old and pale, but the secretary is young and charming, exuding youthful hormones all over his body, Li Qiming feels that he is right.

Even today, when the secretary asked him to divorce his wife, he was a little moved.

This mouthful of lard bibimbap reminded him that when he started his business, no matter how difficult the conditions were, his wife would never leave him. He waited until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night just to eat a bowl of hot lard bibimbap together.

Just when everyone was immersed in the delicious food, Li Qiming slapped himself hard with a "slap"!

"Li Qiming, you are confused!"

Li Qiming was in tears, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, picked up the bowl, and ate the lard bibimbap mixed with tears into his stomach bit by bit.

Kong Yu ran to Xu Ping in horror, pulled his sleeve and asked, "What's wrong with this uncle, do you need to call the police?"

The one who ate, ate, and cried just left, why is there another one?

"It's okay." Xu Ping looked at Li Qiming calmly, "He just remembered something."

Li Qiming put the bowl heavily on the table and yelled, "I'm a beast! I'm going to confess to Ali!"

After all, he took out all the money in his wallet, slapped it on the counter, bowed deeply to Xu Ping, and ran out like crazy.

Kong Yu took a look and saw that the pile of money was more than 1 yuan at least, and hurriedly grabbed the money and ran out: "Guest, you gave too much!"

But Li Qiming didn't even drive the car, and ran away, leaving only a few echoes of "Ali, I'm sorry" in the air.

Xu Ping came out, stood shoulder to shoulder with Kong Yu, and said with a smile, "Take it, this money is nothing to him."

Xu Ping touched Kong Yu's head and said sadly, "There are too many things in this world that are more important than money."

……

The food stall at Kong Yu’s family closed its doors to thank customers before nine o’clock today—the business was too hot, and the ingredients were quickly exhausted.

After several sincere requests of "must open the door tomorrow", Kong Yu sent off the last few guests.

She closed the door curtain, and trotted non-stop to the counter to count today's accounts.

After ordering for a full 10 minutes, Kong Yu sat down on the chair with a completely dull expression.

Eighty-six thousand yuan?

This is just a night of money, but it is more than the previous year?

Kong Yu looked at Xu Ping who was sitting at the door smoking a cigarette, his nose sore, he ordered half of the money, and took it.

"This is your share." Kong Yu said in a low voice as he stuffed a thick pile of money into Xu Ping's hand.

Xu Ping put out the cigarette, pushed the money back, and said with a smile, "You need to use the money now, don't give it to me, send the money to the hospital quickly."

Kong Yu shook his head and said stubbornly, "The money is all due to you, and I feel very sorry for taking half of it."

Under the bright moonlight, Kong Yu's face seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze, and tears glistened in his big eyes, which made the delicate facial features more attractive and vividly displayed the beauty of a girl.

"Silly boy."

Xu Ping took out a banknote with a smile, and pinched her little face: "Go to the hospital to find a nurse tomorrow, don't delay your studies."

Xu Ping turned to leave, Kong Yu looked at his back, his nose sore, and cried out with a "wow".