Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment: "Brother Sheng's family."
"What did he say to you?"
Wang Xiaoming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming, he rarely asked about himself, why did he ask about this, "Just chatted with me for the next day, saying that your cooking skills are very good." ” Yang Ming said expressionlessly: "Boss Luo gave me 5,000 yuan a month, and a dividend at the end of the year, and asked me to go to his house to do it." ” Wang Xiaoming's heart stopped beating, he didn't know what to say, Luo Junsheng dug people to him, and offered such favorable conditions, compared to working in his own home, most people will choose Luo's family, after a while, he asked: "When" He asked this is also artistic, you can ask when to go, or you can ask when people are looking for him.
Yang Ming took a sip of porridge and ate a chopsticks of pickles: "Last night, when the stall was closed.
I refused. ” Wang Xiaoming's heart finally let go, fortunately, fortunately, Yang Ming is not a person who is easily tempted, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise, his tone is relaxed, and he squints at him playfully: "Why don't you go to me, but there is no salary." ” Yang Ming said indifferently: "It's useless for me to ask for money."
Dislike. ” Wang Xiaoming doesn't know if he doesn't like money, or if he doesn't like to go to Luo's house to do things, anyway, he likes this answer very much, and he often sees some high-spirited people who regard money as dung on TV, but he didn't expect to meet him: "Thank you." ” Yang Ming said: "What did he say to you?"
Wang Xiaoming hesitated: "Uh, that, Brother Sheng said that he wanted to ask you to teach him how to cook." ” "What about the benefits," Yang Ming asked succinctly.
Wang Xiaoming said: "He lent me money to repay the loan shark. ” Yang Ming touched his chin: "One hundred thousand" Wang Xiaoming nodded: "It should be." ” Yang Ming said: "You tell him, I will sell him the recipe for 5,000 yuan, sell him 20 dishes, package the church, ask him if he wants it, forget it if you don't want it." 100,000 is not much, and I will pay it back soon. ” Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth in surprise, five thousand yuan a recipe, is there still such a sale, is this expensive or cheap to go to a chef school, it seems that it is tens of thousands of yuan if it is more expensive.
"Is that good, I really say that?"
"Whatever you want, this is the price I offered, and it's already very cheap."
Yang Ming said and got up to serve porridge, Wang Xiaoming is not very good at cooking, mainly because he has not undergone professional training, his understanding is not bad, and he can be cultivated, but these small pickles are out of the teacher's place, salty and delicious, which makes people have endless aftertaste, and he loves to eat them very much.
When Wang Xiaoming saw Yang Ming say this, he still beat the drum in his heart, and when he said this, it was obvious that he was rejecting Luo Junsheng, would this offend people.
Yang Ming didn't mention this matter again, and this day their barbecue varied more, and the diners were really satisfied: "Boss, you should prepare some more beer." ” Wang Xiaoming said: "Our family sells oysters, so we don't have beer, and eating these two together can cause gout, so it's better for you to pay attention to a healthy diet." ” "Oh yes, and I forgot about it.
You can't drink beer, if only you had some rice or something.
"The guests retreated.
Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "In two days, we are going to launch claypot rice, and we will ask you to take care of the business at that time." ” An acquaintance said: "Xiao Ming, your business here is getting more and more presentable, and it is developing rapidly." ” "Thanks to everyone's support" Wang Xiaoming smiled, he has been in a good mood recently, and he often laughs, because since Yang Ming came, everything has gone smoothly, and it is strange if he is not happy.
After returning home from the stall in the evening, Wang Xiaoming received a message from Luo Junsheng: "Come to my house for tea?"
Wang Xiaoming didn't want to go to his house to drink tea, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to say those words in front of him, so he typed the message word by word: "Yang Ming said, he can sell you the recipe for the dish, 5,000 yuan for a dish, if you agree, you are willing to teach, if you don't agree, forget it."
"I checked it a few times, and then pressed the send button.
After sending the message, Wang Xiaoming clenched his mobile phone, he could imagine Luo Junsheng scolding his mother, and he also felt that Yang Ming's trick was a bit damaged, a dish cost 5,000 yuan, how many copies do you have to sell to earn back the capital.
He waited for Luo Junsheng's response with some anxiety, estimating that the other party would scold him.
It took five minutes for the message to come back: "Let's think about it." ” Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and didn't scold him, which was already very polite.
He ran to Yang Ming's room and saw that he was looking through a worn-out magazine by the bedside, it was a book from many years ago, which Wang Xiaoming borrowed from his classmates when he was in school.
There is no entertainment in his house, there is no cable TV, everyone does not like to watch it, and his spiritual life is indeed pitifully lacking.
When Yang Ming saw him coming, he put the book down, looked at him, and didn't speak.
Wang Xiaoming laughed: "I told Brother Sheng about selling formulas, and he said that he should think about it." ” Yang Ming nodded: "Well, tell me if you have a situation."
After saying that, he held up the book again and continued to read.
Wang Xiaoming closed the door and pushed it open again: "By the way, is it cold for you to sleep on the mat, the wind is cooling, I'll bring you a mattress quilt." ” Yang Ming touched the bare bed board, there was nothing else except the mat, he nodded: "Okay." ” Wang Xiaoming hurriedly opened the cabinet and turned out a quilt, Yang Ming took it to spread it himself, and Wang Xiaoming found a sheet to spread it for him: "If the quilt is not thin, change the bed to a thick one." ” "Not yet."
The two of them were busy, Wang Xiaoming's phone rang, he quickly took it out and saw that it was Luo Junsheng calling: "Brother Sheng." ” Luo Junsheng said in a gloomy tone: "I haven't slept yet, let's have a cup of tea with Yang Ming and talk to each other in person." ” Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming, who was bending over to make the sheets: "Okay."
He hung up the phone and said to Yang Ming, "Brother Sheng told us to go to tea." ” Yang Ming nodded: "Go." ” Wang Xiaoming took a thin coat and put it on, and also found a coat of his own for Yang Ming, which was a little small, and he could barely wear it.
Yang Ming, who was in the shirt, thought to himself, I have to buy him long-sleeved shirts and thick clothes tomorrow.
This time, there was not only Luo Junsheng in the Luo family's living room, but also Luo Maogang's two sons, Luo Junsheng's wife was also there, everyone silently watched Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming come in, these two were wearing the same T-shirt, and at first glance they looked a bit like brothers.
Wang Xiaoming looked at this scene, as if he was in three sessions, he greeted with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, brother-in-law, sister-in-law." ” Luo Maogang said, "Sit down." ” Luo Junsheng poured tea for the two: "Drink tea." ” Yang Ming said: "I don't drink anymore, I can't sleep after drinking, and the boss drinks less." ”: