The rise of the poor

Chapter 1362 Familiar Routines

After "burping", the greasy fat man picked his teeth with a toothpick in satisfaction, and burped more than once.

"Brother Hu, is your meal ready?" Zhu Ping'an asked enthusiastically, "Do you need to order a few more dishes?"

"So-so, burp." The greasy fat man picked his teeth and said indifferently, and couldn't help but burp again. If it wasn't that he couldn't eat anymore, he really wanted to order a few more dishes.

"Pull it down, you look like a starved ghost reincarnated on the table, and you are so-so, I think you are like a wolf and a tiger." Liu Dadao couldn't help but sarcastically said after hearing the fat man's unsalty words, and then Then he said to Zhu Pingan, "Master, there are still so many dishes left on the table, so we need to order more."

"I can't eat the food anymore, but it's good to have another jar of wine to rinse your mouth and get rid of the greasy food." Hearing Liu Dadao's words, the greasy fat man smiled brightly with his eight big white teeth , shook his head and said, a pair of unscrupulous virtues made Liu Dadao angry enough.

"Xiaoer, have another jar of Shaoxing rice wine." Zhu Pingan called the waiter to come to the store, and added another jar of Shaoxing rice wine.

The greasy fat man did as he said, rinsed his mouth with wine, and then swallowed it into his stomach.

Liu Dadao was completely speechless to the greasy fat man, and didn't understand why the young master was so warm and courteous to this rich man.

After the greasy fat man was completely full, Zhu Pingan called the shop assistant to pay the bill.

"My lord, there is still money left over from the money you gave. This is left over." The shop assistant gave Zhu Pingan the remaining money. After finding the money, the shop assistant looked at so many dishes left on the table and couldn't help Zhu Zhu said, "My lord, the small ones have already said that the small shop has a lot of dishes, so you can order less. Look, there are still a lot of dishes left."

"It's okay, it can't be wasted, we can take it away, please pack these leftovers."

Zhu Pingan said with a smile.

The two generations of Zhu Ping'an were born in poverty, and they knew the truth that "everything on the plate is hard work", and they were always frugal, so naturally they would not waste leftovers.In modern times, people are used to packing, and in ancient times, this habit was also brought over.As for the eyes of others, Zhu Pingan doesn't care.

"Ahem, Brother Yu still has a watchdog at home, why don't Brother Yu bring these leftovers to him."

At this time, the greasy fat man spoke. He stretched out his oily paws, stroked his mustache, and looked at Zhu Pingan.

Is the dog you are talking about 1.8 meters tall, weighs [-], has a mustache at the corner of the mouth, and is greasy.
Zhu Pingan smiled and nodded, "Good."

"Do you have a guard dog at home? Why didn't we hear the dog barking when we knocked on the door?" Liu Dadao questioned.

"Oh, my dog ​​loves to play and is used to being wild. He went out to play at that time, so you didn't meet him."

After Liu Dadao's questioning, the greasy fat man remained blushing and breathless, and casually gave a reason.

Then, the greasy fat man began to instruct the waiter in the shop to pack up the leftovers, including the freshly opened Shaoxing rice wine.

"Hey, didn't you bring food for the guard dog? Why did you pack wine? Does your dog drink too?"

Seeing this, Liu Dadao couldn't help but stop Fatty, and questioned again.

"Oh, think about it, what do I raise a watch dog for? Naturally, I raise it to guard the house. It's impossible to be a god. You said that it is so playful, it goes out wild, and doesn't stay at home, right? Unseemly?! When I go back, I will naturally give it a good education, break its dog legs, and let it have a long memory."

The greasy fat man explained casually.

"What does that have to do with your packing rice wine?" Liu Dadao asked after hearing the fat man's explanation, shaking his head.

"I broke its dog's leg. Of course, I have to use rice wine to sterilize and bandage its wound. After all, I am a caring dog lover. If you beat it, you will beat it, and if you scold it, you will scold it. What should be loved should be loved."

The greasy fat man spoke up.

"You still call yourself a dog lover?" Liu Dadao was successfully diverted from the topic by the greasy fat man.

"Of course, beating is kissing and scolding is love. I love dogs like children, so of course I have to educate them like a dutiful son under a stick." The greasy fat man spoke again, knocking Liu Dadao dizzy.

"Brother Hu, do you know what Mr. Xu Wei and Mr. Xu who are renting together are doing today? Why is he not at the house?"

When parting, Zhu Ping asked with narrowed eyes.

"Oh, you said that fat man next door, he has something to go out today. As for what to do, I don't know, and he didn't tell me." The greasy fat man replied without blinking.

"Oh, Brother Hu, do you know when he will return?" Zhu Pingan asked again.

"Maybe I come back today, maybe tomorrow, maybe three or five days, maybe I don't know about it." The greasy fat man shrugged and spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know about it.

Zhu Pingan and Liu Dadao followed Greasy Fatty back to the house he rented, but the house was empty and there was no one else.

Zhu Pingan made an appointment to visit Xu Wei again tomorrow.

The rest of the second day was over, and Zhu Pingan took Liu Dadao to the house that Xu Wei rented again at noon.Just like yesterday, the gate of the house was still closed, and it was still bolted from the inside.

"Dong dong dong" Zhu Pingan stepped forward to knock on the door, "Is Mr. Xu at home? Is Brother Hu at home?"

The house is very quiet, there is no barking or barking, and no one responds, as if no one lives there.

"Dong dong dong" Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to knock on the door again.

This time, someone finally responded, and there was a whimpering noise from the yard, like a grumpy crane, "Who, knocking on the door early in the morning, disturbing people's dreams, do you have a sense of public morality?"

Uh, these words are a bit familiar. Did the greasy fat man complain like this when he knocked on the door yesterday?

This time it was also a complaint, but Zhu Pingan seemed to be excited for a while listening, um, yes, it was excitement.

"Fatty, it's still early in the morning, it's already noon, and you're still dreaming, you're a pig, you can sleep like this." Hearing the greasy fat man's complaint, Liu Dadao couldn't help but get angry.

"Oh, it's you guys. I'm looking for the fat man next door again, ah. I'm having a sweet dream. In my dream, I'm a senior high school graduate, and I'm having a Luming Banquet. The delicious food and wine are really tsk tsk."

After the door opened with a creak, the greasy fat man appeared at the door with bare thighs, wrapped in a sheet, and a chicken nest on his head. His appearance was almost the same as yesterday.

When the greasy fat man was complaining, he squinted his eyes at Zhu Pingan, and the excitement in his eyes flickered endlessly.

"It's still a high school juren, but you can only sleep until noon, and you can only have fun in your dreams."

Liu Dadao couldn't understand the greasy fat man's decadent appearance very much. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but grumble.

"Hehe, I'm really sorry for disturbing Brother Hu's dream again. It just so happens that we didn't eat, if Brother Hu doesn't mind."

Zhu Pingan smiled and cupped his hands.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, the greasy fat man's squinted eyes suddenly turned round, and excitedly interrupted Zhu Ping'an's words, "I don't mind, I don't mind, I'm just too soft-hearted to refuse people."

(End of this chapter)