green god

Chapter 121 Opponent!
Chapter 121 Opponent!

It is worth mentioning that a quack warlock once passed by and helped Zhou Tiantian hang himself for free, which shows that the Feng Shui here is very good.Then he said something: "The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the door, the dream of breeze in the garden, the planting of plane trees, attracts the phoenix."

The words of the wandering Taoist were not remembered by the Xia family.They were forgotten for a long time.After all, there were too many liars back then.

But such a strange thing happened to Luo Ming, and then he remembered what the wandering Taoist said.Although his words are not neat, but the meaning is very simple.Basically, anyone who has received nine years of compulsory education can understand the meaning.

As soon as Luo Ming thought of this, he couldn't help thinking about it, feeling very scared.will it be old tye

Milan interrupted Luo Ming's soul journey.He greeted Luo Ming who was sitting on the stone bench under the plane tree, and began to make tea with a tea set on the table.

Washing cups, washing tea, high flushing, warming pot, and Guan Gong's city tour all in one go.Although Milan is not a tea master, it is very particular about drinking tea.Even father and son drink tea from three teacups.These little details can be seen.Luo Ming's good tea is naturally influenced by his father since he was a child.

Milan handed the teacup to Luo Ming on the left, and Luo Ming took it with both hands.

"Some time ago, during the Ching Ming Festival, your second uncle came back to worship the ancestors, and specially gave me some Emei green leaves! Your cousin picked the top-quality tea, and your second uncle fried it himself."

Although Xia's uncle is not very rich, he has a good family background and belongs to a relatively wealthy family.Luo Ming's second uncle signed a contract in a tea mountain in Emei.Due to the low output of bamboo leaves in Emei and the high requirements for picking and frying tea, the price of tea before the Ming Dynasty was relatively high every year.

For example, the bamboo leaf green that Luo Ming is drinking now must be after the first rain before Qingming, because tea is negative.

Luo Ming didn't know the specific process of frying tea, but he visited Uncle Emei once when he was a child.He saw with his own eyes that the second uncle hadn't slept for two days and two nights in order to fry a good piece of bamboo leaf green.

Just like my cousin picked it himself, my second uncle also made less fried tea.Uncle Xia doesn't take this kind of tea.It is usually given to relatives and friends, important customers and masters in Emei Temple.

Luo Ming clinked glasses, first smelled its fragrance, then looked at its clear and transparent tea soup, then tasted it twice, and finally drank it all!

Fragrant, sweet and persistent.

"Good tea!" Luo Ming shouted.

Milan smiled proudly.His second brother's tea-making technology seems to have taken another step forward.

Then Luo Ming's words made Milan smile.

"It's a waste to give you a chef to drink such good tea. I'll have it tomorrow!"

Milan was very angry: "Why don't you drink it and become famous?"

"The smell of cooking fumes in the kitchen is much better than yours!"

Milan couldn't bear it anymore, and picked up a sycamore tree on the ground and the branches on Luo Ming's back: "I taught you from a young age that you are not allowed to talk while drinking tea. You can't learn it at such an old age!"

Luo Ming bared his teeth in pain: "..."

"So... you really don't intend to inherit your ancestral business?" Under the plane tree, Milan put down his cup and frowned.

While father and son were drinking tea, Luo Ming told his father about his years abroad.Including him looking for a job after graduation, then leading Mocam to win a double award, and a mobile phone company to achieve results, and a fledgling brokerage firm.

Luo Ming has nothing to hide from his father.The people who give you the most selfless love will always be your parents and family members.What's more, the entire Xia family is relatively harmonious.Although there are one or two rebellious teenagers, they don't do anything special.At least, parents and children are loving.

For example, Luo Ming's uncle and aunt rarely move around.At the same time, almost none of them are in the same city, and many are even in other provinces.But as long as one of them has a problem, the others will always give their full support.Luo Ming's father wants to move out and convert his ancestral house into a hotel.But the funds at hand are not enough, so I plan to borrow money to buy a house in Chengdu.But after several other elders heard about it, they took out a bank card at the "family meeting" at the end of the year for ancestor worship and reunion.

The money on the bank card is getting less and less.For example, the second and third uncles with better economic conditions give more, while the elders such as the second and fourth uncles with poorer economic conditions give less.But the total amount has exceeded the funds that the parents need, and even exceeds the renovation cost of the house.

Over the years, the business of the hotel has been good, and the parents have gradually paid off the elders.At the same time, there is still a lot of balance.

In short, apart from walking less, Xia's family is still a loving family, but Luo Ming's family. . .He has a strange style of drawing.

So Luo Ming said all his things to see if his father, an experienced elder, had any opinion.

I heard that his father was also a thief and wanted to continue to fool him. . .Well, he continued to persuade himself to inherit the ancestral business, and Luo Ming was very anxious: "Of course it's impossible! Think about it, my cooking skills are okay, but obviously not good."

Luo Ming immediately felt like a dog barking.He was just in a hurry so he used the wrong word.But as a father, shouldn't you seriously educate me?Say a few useless words.Are you really fit to be cute like this?

"Anyway, you know what that means. Besides, how many years will it take your store to make the money I'm making now? Then why are we throwing watermelons and picking sesame seeds?!"

Luo Ming knows his turnover.Although his business is doing well now, his monthly net income is only 70 yuan.This is because the house is owned and not included in the cost.If you rent a house, how can you rent such a big house near Chunxi Road?Is it necessary for a month's rent to exceed 10?It is still a powerful courtyard.Who can accept it in twenty months?
So it actually looks like £50 a month if house prices are included.Of course, this is also related to the Xia family's choice of ingredients.When cooking in Milan, the ingredients must be the freshest.That alone is enough to add 20% to the cost.

Within a few days of Luo Ming's return, St Andrews' global sales increased by more than 2 million pounds.The last press conference, with the support of Prince Susan and Princess Kate, completely opened up the brand's popularity in the world, and most of the customers who pre-ordered have already received the goods.They also spoke highly of mobile phones on the Internet.In the end, with Anna's network and media relations, they directly increased sales.

Romin recorded £2m in a matter of days, at least £1.2m after costs and taxes.Today, it takes Xia’s hotel 20 years to make that amount of money.

Milan didn't look at his son, but stared blankly at the gate of the yard: "You don't understand...you don't understand..."

Luo Ming didn't know what his father meant.He thinks he broke his father's heart by being too tough.

Father didn't speak, and Luo Ming didn't know what to say.So without saying a word, he picked up the teapot on the stone table and poured tea for his father.

The sun is blocked by the sycamore trees, and only sparse sunlight penetrates the leaves.Although it is a bit hot at the end of May, there is a breeze here.

"It's nice to enjoy the coolness under the big tree..." my father said thoughtfully.

Luo Ming didn't know what this meant, and looked up at the sycamore leaves above his head.I don't know when the impression of this big tree started.Since I was born, it has been like a playground under this big tree.I have been used to this tree since I was born, and I have never asked about the origin of this tree.

Milan sighed: "Our predecessors planted trees, and future generations enjoy the coolness! Our courtyards will still be demolished when they fall to the ground. After all, in this prosperous area, there are few old houses...".

Luo Ming still didn't understand.Why is he talking about demolition?
Luo Ming said: "Such a big house, such a good location. Do you need to pay a lot of money to demolish it? If you have less money, you can't do it. Today, the demolition of second-generation houses is still a promising industry. ".

Milan smiled and said nothing.

Luo Ming always felt that his father's smile was full of deep meaning, but he didn't understand what it meant!
"Well, since you said your cooking skills are good, you can cook at home today!" Milan changed the subject.

"Hmm!" Luo Ming subconsciously agreed, and immediately replied: "Huh? This is unscientific!"

"I'm talking about science!" Milan patted the back of Luo Ming's head again.

My father's painting style changed too quickly.After being a son for over 20 years, I still can't respond to each other's divine reincarnation.

"Well... aren't we talking about being a chef?" Luo Ming touched the back of his head, it was very painful!

"Don't change the subject, get ready to cook!"

Luo Ming: "..."

Although Milan strictly asked Luo Ming to cook, dinner was ultimately cooked by his parents.My son has been homeless for many years.When he comes home as a parent, he naturally wants to cook himself a kid's favorite meal.This may be one of the easiest ways for Chinese parents to express their love for their children.

Mapo tofu, pepper preserved eggs, fried rice balls, couple's lung slices. . .They are all their favorites, however. . .It seems that three people can't finish eating at such a table?
But that's not the point.Luo Ming immediately started to gobble it up and start eating vegetables.It was as if someone had robbed him.The Milan couple didn't use chopsticks and just watched Luo Ming eat alone.

After eating half full, I found that my parents didn't move the chopsticks.I asked suspiciously, "Why don't you eat?"

Mrs. Xia was stunned, and said with a smile: "Eat! Eat!" Then she asked her husband to eat with chopsticks.

The family of three is happy.The only regret is that it is not the Lunar New Year, but for parents, the homecoming of street children is much more important than the Lunar New Year.

Looking at Luo Ming's situation, Mrs. Xia sighed: "Looking at these hungry children, it must be very hard abroad, right? You can't even eat well. Why don't you come back to help your father? It's better than you often go out It's good to be hungry."

"Cough...cough..." Milan just ate a piece of boiled fish, and coughed immediately when he heard his wife's words.

"What's the matter? She was caught by a fishbone?" Mrs. Xia quickly patted her husband on the back.

"No . . . cough . . . just the pepper burnt his throat," said Miranshin, and the bunny was probably hungry.You don't see people looking down on our small business in the afternoon.People are now paying tens of thousands of pounds per minute.It is estimated that this little rabbit is tired of eating foreign meals outside, so when I eat the food from my hometown, I think it tastes good.

Um. . .Wait, the bunny said he made a lot of money?Milan's eyes shone green.

Luo Ming didn't see his father's expression.Seeing that his father was not stuck by the fishbone, he continued to eat with peace of mind, but his body suddenly trembled subconsciously.

What does it feel like to be stared at by strange things?Luo Ming shook his head, then ignored it, and continued to taste a flavor called "Mom's Cooking".

Milan took a sip of water and said to his wife: "That wife, Ronaldinho told me in the afternoon that he did well abroad and made a lot of money!"

Mrs. Xia froze, turned around and asked Luo Ming: "Really?" She obviously didn't believe that the reincarnation of her son's hungry ghost seemed to make a lot of money.

Luo Ming has a sense of foreboding, but he rarely lies to his parents, because no matter what he decides, his parents only provide the old man's advice and usually seldom interfere with his decisions.Even if he wanted to study abroad and play sports in Germany, he would not go. . .New Oriental School Chef's parents agree, so he basically doesn't have to lie to his parents since he's a kid.

So, faced with his mother's question, he nodded honestly despite a bad feeling he had.

The son is a very natural mother, and he rarely lies to his husband and wife. Mrs. Xia was very happy: "How much money have you earned? Give it to Mom, and Mom will save it for you. It will cost a lot of money to marry a wife in the future!"

Luo Ming: "..."

Looking at his unscrupulous father, Luo Ming finally understood where the ominous premonition came from.The sense that he's being stared at by something strange also explains this.

"Mom... well... I did make a lot of money. But... I invested it. You know, it's popular for rich people to make money, so in order to maximize their interests, I invested it and let the money roll It's like a snowball..." Luo Ming described a bright future to his not-so-long-term mother.

"Usury is not allowed, and crimes are not allowed!" Mrs. Xia immediately interrupted Luo Ming's thoughts.

Luo Ming was speechless: "Am I such a person? You have your own children, you don't understand!"

Mrs. Xia nodded: "Because you belong to your father, I am very worried!"

"Pfft..." Milan took a sip of tea.

"I said it online. I was shot while I was lying down?" Milan coughed for a long time.

Luo Ming didn't say anything, saying that his mother's technique of cheating his husband was becoming more and more pure, and there was really no one.

But thinking that you won't make me feel better, and I won't make you happy, Luo Ming said to his father very seriously: "No! You don't study much, so you don't know! This is called evil reward!"

Milan: "..."

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(End of this chapter)