There are not many people who eat at this order, and the dishes are soon served. Although the restaurant is not big, the dishes taste excellent, especially the braised pork is very successful, and it is soft and rotten, and the meat aroma is full of the mouth.

When eating braised pork, it doesn’t melt in your mouth. The one is cooked too much. If you don’t eat a few pieces, you will get greasy. It must be soft and moderately soft, but it will not lose its chewiness. It will be chewed without any effort. After a few bites, it will become a meat paste. The mouth is full of sauce water from braised pork, and the aroma of meat is churning. It’s so refreshing.

Because this braised pork was made so well that other dishes seemed to be of no speciality, He Xiangdong and Shi Lei had a big bowl of rice and had a great time eating.

Don’t underestimate this age child. There is an old saying that: if half a child eats me, if they really eat it, it will be no worse than adults.

He Xiangdong said that the afternoon crosstalk was so tired that he ate it. The food was like a wind swaying the clouds. The momentum was magnificent. The little fat man Shi Lei was naturally not weak at all. I won’t talk about the reason. Anyway, the table was full of these two children fighting for food.

The old man who was paying the score at the counter also looked at him from time to time.

After a while, the table was in a mess, and the two children covered their stomachs and fell on the chair.

The little fat man moaned, "Oh, I can't do it anymore, I'll be able to hold on to death."

He Xiangdong couldn't hold on, and said angrily: "Your family is so rich and you don't eat badly. As for how you look like a starving ghost?"

The little fat man said, "I'm happy to see you, so I'll eat more."

He Xiangdong said: "Happy to eat more, oh, how sad?"

“I’ll be happy to eat more.”

"I'm so happy if I'm sad to eat more, how about I'm so happy?"

"Eat more!"

He Xiangdong nodded and expressed his understanding, and exclaimed: "It's indeed very scientific."

The little fat man smirked.

The food was almost done, and it was time to go back. He Xiangdong shouted: "The boss is paying the bill."

The young man also quickly walked out of the kitchen, went to the counter to get the bill, walked to He Xiangdong and looked at the bill and said, "It's 300, fifteen, huh?"

The young man was stunned and turned around and looked at the counter.

The little fat man and He Xiangdong were also stunned, and they looked at the counter at the same time.

The old man with reading glasses at the counter also took off his eyes, looked at the few people, smiled slightly, and nodded to the young man.

How did Confusing go east? I couldn't understand what this means. I was so angry at that time and cursed: "Okay, you black shop, you want me more than 300 yuan in a few broken dishes. Why don't you snatch them?"

The young man quickly scolded, "What a black shop, don't talk nonsense."

He Xiangdong grew up on the street since he was a child. Such frauds are not uncommon. How could he suffer such losses: "I'm talking nonsense. I'm asking me for more than 300 yuan. Hey, I said, you have the ability to rob the bank. Don't be afraid of the police. The police fired, just block it with shame. This policeman is not your opponent, and the army is not good."

The young man was blushed when he was said, and he looked outside the store from time to time. He was afraid that He Xiangdong would be heard by people outside. The key was that he himself didn't know what his father was doing, so he could only persuade him quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, we are in a serious business."

He Xiangdong continued to scold, "You are all going to cheat us, you are still serious, you are shameless, why didn't you beat you up last year's crackdown? It's said how bold people are and how much they produce. You are so brave, can't you give birth to your mother in the ground?"

Seeing that He Xiangdong became less and less sarcastic the more he spoke, the young man was a little angry and cursed: "Don't talk about my mother, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

He Xiangdong also provoked: "It would be great to do it early with this free time. He even scolded me. Baby, aren't you looking for excitement?"

The young man yi really raised his hand angrily.

He Xiangdongyi looked down on him and said quickly: "Bullying the child, right? If you dare to do it, I will let my brother lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. I will tell you, my brother is epilepsy, and no one of you can escape when he gets sick."

The fat man cooperated very well and immediately started to twitch on the ground. His neighbor was epilepsy and it was scary when he started to get sick.

He Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, then quickly beat the snake and rod on it, saying, "Hey, my brother was scared to death by you, you can't pay three or five thousand yuan."

The young man was confused, why did he get cheated on himself? He looked back at his father. What was this called? It was so ugly that it was spread. But when he turned back, he saw that his father was looking here with interest. The young man stopped doing it at that time: "What a mess, you guys do it, I don't care."

After saying that, he went straight to the kitchen.

He Xiangdong was still shouting there: "Don't ignore it, my brother's medical expenses are not calculated yet. Old man, do you care about this?"

Seeing that he was asking about himself, the old man also put down his pen and walked out slowly from behind the counter. He Xiangdong then saw this man, an old-school intellectual, wearing a Zhongshan suit, two pens were inserted in his pocket on his chest, and his feet were pairs of cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole, with his head standing upside down, and his silk was not messy.

The old man walked to He Xiangdong and asked, "Little boy, how should I take care of this?"

The old man seemed to have a strange magic power. When he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but want to listen to what he said, even He Xiangdong was furious.

He Xiangdong said: "How can you care about it? If you don't care about the matter of cheating people, I'll cheat people."

The old man smiled and said, "Haha, if you have something to say, it's cold on the ground, let that little fat man get up."

The old man always speaks slowly, but he has a convincing feeling, and He Xiangdong's anger also dissipates a lot: "Big stone, get up."

The little fat man also got up, without saying much, sat back on his seat and picked up the unfinished chicken legs in the bowl and started to chew. He Xiangdong was watching He Xiangdong confronted the old man, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

The old man took a stool from the side, sat down, and then stretched out his hand to signal He Xiangdong to sit down. He Xiangdong also sat down angrily.

The old man just smiled: "Little boy"

He Xiangdong interrupted him: "Young Master will not change his name or his surname, He Xiangdong is the same."

The old man nodded with a smile: "Little friend"

He Xiangdong: ""

"Kid, our hotel has a rule."

"What rules?" He Xiangdong said curiously.

The old man said: "The rule of our hotel is that those who are capable don't have money to eat, and we even pay for money, while those who are incompetent need ten times the amount of money to eat."

The young man who went to the kitchen in front was also lifting the curtain and looking here. When he heard his father's words, he muttered, "When did this break the rules?"

He Xiangdong asked: "How can you be considered capable?"

The old man said: "By your own ability, rather than asking for help, we admire and make us helpless. This is called ability."

He Xiangdong's eyes were scattered, and he didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly laughed out loud, took a pile of change from his pocket, and said, "I'm fifty, I'm paying you enough before this meal. I won't do anything with you in the evening. I'll see how you spit out the money for me tomorrow."

After saying that, He Xiangdong took the fat man and left, and the old man didn't stop him.

The young man from the kitchen also walked out, went to the old man, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, what are you doing?"

The old man looked at He Xiangdong's departure back and smiled faintly and said, "This child is so good."
Chapter completed!