The Local Lazy Man System

"Hehe, I know."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile. It seems that these two monks really feel that they will withdraw money to them.

It seems that this money is really a good thing, mortals like it, monks like it, nuns like it, and now the Buddha in the temple also likes it.

"The donor's bank card is not the bank card of this bank?"

The obese monk said self-righteously. After all, inter-bank withdrawals require handling fees, and most people don't like inter-bank withdrawals.

"Yes."

Ye Yaorong nodded and said. What Ye Yaorong said was the truth. Ye Yaorong was just a bank card, which was a bank card of a rural cooperative. The ATM next to him was not a rural cooperative.

"It's okay, we accompany the donor to withdraw money."

Said the burly fat monk. After all, the money didn't get it, and they were waiting there. The two swindlers and monks were not at ease.

"Okay."

Ye Yaorong said indifferently. At the rate of five minutes, the police arrived within a few minutes. Ye Yaorong didn't mind walking a few steps with these two liar monks.

"Donor, which bank does your bank card belong to?"

The burly and fat monk looked at Ye Yaorong and asked. It seems that this burly and fat monk is the one who plays the leading role among the two liar monks, and he talks the most.

"Rural Credit Cooperative." Ye Yaorong said lightly.

"I know that there is a rural credit cooperative ahead, and I will lead the way."

The obese monk said quickly. The two swindlers and monks wanted to get the money early, otherwise they would always feel a little uneasy.

I'm afraid the cooked pigeon will fly away.

"I'm tired from walking, let's rest here."

Ye Yaorong looked at the time and felt that Liu Daming's people were coming soon, so he didn't want to move around. After all, they were far away and it was hard for the police to find them.

"Okay, okay, let's rest for a while, I will recite sutras and pray for the two donors."

The burly fat monk knows that this matter is in a hurry, otherwise it is easy to show his face. He followed Ye Yaorong and sat down on the roadside chair. He closed his eyes and said loudly in his mouth.

As for what Buddhist scriptures he was reading, Ye Yaorong didn't know.

Regardless of him, just let them read it.

"Om~~~Om~~~~Om~~~~Om"

About three minutes or so, two police cars drove quickly onto this street.

The clothes of these two monks are too conspicuous. When Liu Daming got off the police car, he found the two obese monks. I also saw Ye Yaorong and Liu Qingqing beside the two obese monks.

Liu Daming hurriedly led the police to Ye Honor and them.

The two swindlers and monks saw some policemen walking towards them, although they were a little nervous, they didn't care. After all, there have been many such things, and the two swindlers and monks know how to deal with these police officers.

"Mr. Ye."

Liu Daming walked beside Ye Yaorong and cried respectfully. Not because Ye Yaorong is a friend of the director. Liu Daming is so respectful to Ye Yaorong, but Ye Yaorong’s martial arts, Liu Daming, who is a veteran, admires very much. Very convinced.

"You are here, these two masters will be handed over to you." Ye Yaorong smiled and said to the two obese monks next to him.

"Donor. What do you mean?"

The burly fat monk looked at Ye Yaorong and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Nothing, I just don't think you are like real monks, so the police are invited to investigate." Ye Yaorong said.

"Donor. You really misunderstood, we are really the monks of Wujiashan." The burly and fat monk said to Ye Yaorong.

"Are you real monks? Follow me to the police station to investigate and find out. Come with us." Liu Daming said to the two liar monks.

"The police informed that you really misunderstood. We are really monks. This is my spy."

You may have experienced such scenes many times. The burly and obese monk calmly showed Liu Daming the rebirth.

"Is it a real monk? Is it involved in fraud? I'll talk to our police station after investigating."

Liu Daming didn't take the burly and obese monk's copy of the certificate. After all, I didn't know the true or false after seeing it. Now the fraud is too great. Many forged documents are exactly the same as the real ones.

"Comrade police, you really misunderstood. We really are not liars. We are real monks. We just helped this gentleman alleviate disasters."

Hearing that the police wanted to take the two of them to the police station, the burly fat monk hurriedly said. After all, once you enter the police station, your identity as a fake monk will be exposed.

"take away."

Liu Daming didn’t want to talk to these two obviously liar monks, so he directly asked the police below to take the two liar monks into the police car. In recent years, many scammers have faked monks and nuns, cheating on the streets or violating them. Buy and sell.

According to Liu Daming's experience, nine out of ten of these two monks are liars.

"Mr. Ye, we are leaving."

After taking the liar monk away, Liu Daming said to Ye Yaorong.

"Thank you," Ye Yaorong said.

"It's not hard, this is our duty." Liu Daming said.

...

"Husband, am I hungry?"

After Liu Daming left, Liu Qingqing touched his stomach and said. Since she was pregnant, Liu Qingqing was easily hungry.

"Whatever you want to eat, we will eat what you decide today." Ye Yaorong looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and said to his wife with a smile.

"Husband, let's go to the self-service hot pot." Liu Qingqing said, pointing to a self-service hot pot restaurant not far in front.

"Buffet hot pot?"

Ye Yaorong had never eaten self-service hot pot, but he was a little curious about what self-service hot pot was like.

"Yes, there is a self-service hot pot restaurant in front."

Liu Qingqing said. Since marrying Ye Yaorong, Liu Qingqing hasn't eaten self-service hot pot, and now she wants to eat it.

Hot pot is a traditional Chinese way of eating. It originated from the folks and has a long history. It has been used to conduct heat conduction with water (soup) to cook (shabu) food during the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. This cooking method can be said to be the earliest prototype of hot pot.

The self-service hot pot is a kind of do-it-yourself, no need for the waiter of the hot pot restaurant to add food, you can add whatever you want, and you can eat as much as you want.

In general, self-service hot pot uses the middle and lower groups as consumers, and the charge is based on the number of people dining. Generally, one hot pot per person. People with greater appetites, the more cost-effective to eat self-service hot pot.

The buffet hot pot dishes are rich, and some fruits, snacks, etc. are free to enjoy. Consumers can choose any dishes, but the dishes they choose must generally be finished. Or eat to a degree. Otherwise, you have to add money.

The "Haitian Self-service Hot Pot" restaurant Liu Qingqing pointed to has a very good location, which can be said to be the most prosperous section of the entire street. Looking at the store from the outside, it looks very high-end as a whole. The large floor-to-ceiling windows of the store are marked with 28 yuan per person and 10 yuan for waste.

Although it is now April. The weather is already hot, not the best time to eat hot pot. But still through the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are still many customers inside.

"Well, let's go to the buffet hot pot."

Ye Yaorong thought for a while and said. Although it is best not to eat hot pot for pregnant women, look at the eager eyes of your own women. Ye Yaorong felt soft and agreed to go to the self-service hot pot. After all, accidental eating does not have much effect.

But be careful, be sure to cook such dishes as meat slices thoroughly. Be sure to pay attention to hygiene and use two pairs of chopsticks. Avoid using the same pair of chopsticks to take raw food and eat it. It is easy to bring bacteria contaminated on raw food into your belly, causing diarrhea and other diseases.

"Great."

Liu Qingqing happily held Ye Yaorong's arm and walked into the self-service hot pot restaurant. This hot pot restaurant is well decorated and looks very hygienic, which makes Ye Yaorong quite satisfied.

"What a beautiful woman."

"Stunning, just a stunning beauty?"

"What do you look at, what is so good about a pregnant woman."

A young woman who ate self-service hot pot in a hot pot restaurant looked at her boyfriend uncomfortably and said, in fact, she was very jealous of Liu Qingqing's beauty.

Why do you say you are so pretty as a pregnant woman?

"It's really long and beautiful."

The young man looked at Liu Qingqing who entered the store dumbly and said.

"Look again, see again, my old lady broke up with you." The young woman got angry and said to the young man sitting opposite her very uncomfortably.

"Don't watch it, don't watch the head office."

The young man said depressed. Finding a jealous girlfriend is a headache, even looking at other beautiful women.

"It's really good that the cabbage was overrun by the pig."

A man looked at Liu Qingqing who was holding Ye Yaorong's arm with jealousy, thinking unbalanced in his heart.

"Damn, this woman is so pretty. If I had this face, it would be great." A waitress was jealous of Liu Qingqing's appearance.

"If I can marry such a beautiful wife, I am willing to live ten years less, no, even if I live less than twenty years, I am willing."

A man sitting at the innermost looked at Ye Yaorong enviously, and said to his friends sadly.

why?

Why is it that others can marry such a beautiful wife, but I face the yellow-faced woman at home every day? Why is God so unfair?

...

Ye Yaorong has ignored the people in the store who are pointing and talking. Since going out with Liu Qingqing, he has been pointed and pointed, and now he is used to it.

Who would let oneself have a beautiful and beautiful wife? It's really abnormal if you go out and stay unnoticeable.

The two came to the counter~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and there was a young woman in her thirties sitting inside, looking at Liu Qingqing with some jealousy. The woman is so beautiful that she still wants to live.

"Lady boss, give us two pot bottoms, I want a slightly spicy one, husband, what kind of pot bottom do you want?" Liu Qingqing turned around and asked his man.

"I want it slightly spicy too."

Ye Yaorong said. For hot pot, Ye Yaorong seldom eats, but he doesn’t like it very much. In the eyes of the chef, Ye Yaorong, every food has its own original taste. So many foods are cooked exactly as the guests like. If it is, the taste will not be too good.

In Ye Yaorong's view, hot pot is nothing more than delicious cooked food.

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The third is later, sorry.

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