dmims Chapter 1289
Chapter 1289
Chapter 1289
Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment: "Sheng Ge's house."
"What did he tell you?"
Wang Xiaoming looked up at Yang Ming, he rarely asked about his own affairs, why would he ask this? "Just chatted with me for the rest of the day and said that your cooking skills are very good."
Yang Ming said blankly, "Boss Luo gave me 5000 yuan a month, and I will be paid dividends at the end of the year, and asked me to work at his house."
Wang Xiaoming's heart stopped beating, and he didn't know what to say. Luo Junsheng dug someone to go to his own place, and offered such generous conditions. Compared with working for nothing at his own house, most people would choose Luo's house Well, after a long while, he asked: "When?" He asked with artistry, it could be when he was going, or when he was found.
Yang Ming took a sip of porridge and ate a pickle with chopsticks: "Last night, when closing the stall. I refused."
Wang Xiaoming's heart finally let go. Fortunately, fortunately, Yang Ming is not someone who is easily seduced. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but his tone became relaxed, and he squinted at him jokingly: "Why don't you go? I There are no wages here."
Yang Ming said indifferently: "It's useless for me to ask for money. I don't like it."
Wang Xiaoming didn't know whether he didn't like money, or he didn't like to work in Luo's house. Anyway, he liked the answer very much. He often saw some high-spirited people who treat money like dung on TV. He didn't expect to meet him again: "Thank you ah."
Yang Ming said, "What did he ask you for?"
Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a moment: "Uh, well, brother Sheng said he wanted you to teach him how to cook."
"What about the benefits?" Yang Ming asked concisely.
Wang Xiaoming said: "He lent me money to repay the usury."
Yang Ming touched his chin: "One hundred thousand?"
Wang Xiaoming nodded: "It should be."
Yang Ming said: "Tell him, I'll sell him recipes for 5000 yuan a piece, and I'll sell him [-] dishes, including the church, and ask him if he wants it or not. It's not too much, and I will return it quickly." up."
Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth in surprise, 5000 yuan a formula, is there still such a sale?Is this expensive or cheap?Going to a culinary school seems to cost only tens of thousands of dollars. "Is this okay? Am I really going to say that?"
"It's up to you. This is the price I set. It's already very cheap." Yang Ming said as he got up to serve porridge. Wang Xiaoming's cooking is not very good, mainly because he has not received professional training. A few small pickled vegetables are made by a master. They are salty, fresh and delicious, and they have an endless aftertaste. He likes them very much.
Seeing what Yang Ming said, Wang Xiaoming was still beating his heart. Saying it like this is obviously rejecting Luo Junsheng. Will this offend others?
Yang Ming didn't bring up this matter again. They had more types of barbecue this day, 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. Eating these two together can cause gout. You'd better pay attention to your diet."
"Oh yes, and this matter, I forgot. You can't drink beer, if you have some rice or something." The guest retreated to the next best thing.
Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "We are going to launch Claypot Rice in two days, and please come and take care of the business."
An acquaintance said: "Xiao Ming, your business here is becoming more and more decent, and it is developing very fast."
"Thanks to everyone's support!" Wang Xiaoming was full of smiles. He was in a good mood recently and laughed a lot, because since Yang Ming came, everything went smoothly, so it's no wonder he was unhappy.
After closing the stall and returning home at night, Wang Xiaoming received another 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 of the dish. One dish costs 5000 yuan. If you agree, you are willing to teach, and if you don’t agree, forget it.” After checking it several times, I pressed the send button.
After sending the message, Wang Xiaoming gripped the phone tightly. He could imagine Luo Junsheng scolding his mother, and felt that Yang Ming's trick was a bit of a loss. A dish cost 5000 yuan, how many copies would he have to sell to get back the original cost.He waited anxiously for Luo Junsheng's response, guessing that the other party would scold him.
It took 5 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 is already very polite.
He ran to Yang Ming's room and saw him flipping through an old magazine by the bedside. It was a old magazine many years ago. It was borrowed by Wang Xiaoming from a classmate when he was in school. Who did you borrow it from?There is no entertainment in his house, and there is no cable TV. Everyone doesn't like to watch it. The spiritual life is indeed pitifully lacking.
Seeing him coming, Yang Ming put down the book, looked at him, and didn't speak.Wang Xiaoming chuckled: "I told Brother Sheng about selling the formula, and he said he would think about it."
Yang Ming nodded: "Well, let me know if there is any situation." After speaking, he raised the book and continued to read.
Wang Xiaoming closed the door and pushed it open again: "By the way, is your sleeping mat cool? The wind has cooled the temperature. Let me get you a mattress and quilt."
Yang Ming touched the bare bed board. There was nothing else but the mat. He nodded: "Okay."
Wang Xiaoming quickly opened the cabinet and found a quilt. Yang Ming took it and spread it on himself, and Wang Xiaoming found a bed sheet to spread it for him: "Is the quilt thin? If it is thin, change to a thicker bed."
"Being not."
The two were busy, Wang Xiaoming's phone rang, and he quickly took it out to see that it was Luo Junsheng calling: "Brother Sheng."
Luo Junsheng said in a gloomy tone: "I'm still not asleep yet, let's have a cup of tea with Yang Ming and chat face to face."
Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming who was bending over to make the bed sheets: "Okay." He hung up the phone and said to Yang Ming, "Brother Sheng asked us to drink tea."
Yang Ming nodded: "Go."
Wang Xiaoming took a thin coat and put it on, and also found Yang Ming his own coat, which was a bit small, but it was barely enough to wear.Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming, who was wearing a black red heart short-sleeved T-shirt, and thought to himself, he had to buy long-sleeved clothes and thick clothes for him tomorrow.
This time, not only Luo Junsheng was alone in the living room of the Luo family, but Luo Maogang and Luo Junsheng's wife were also there. Everyone silently watched Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming come in. They were wearing the same T-shirt. And kind of like brothers.
Wang Xiaoming looked at this scene, like three courts, he greeted with a smile: "Uncle, Aunt, Brother Sheng, Sister-in-law."
Luo Maogang said, "Sit down."
Luo Junsheng poured tea for the two of them: "Drink tea."
Yang Ming said: "I won't drink anymore, I can't fall asleep after drinking, and the boss also drinks less."
(End of this chapter)