Chapter 1407

The woman still shook her head and said, "Just braised pork."

Then the woman said to the child: "Son, be good, mom is not feeling well recently and can't eat fish. Shall we just eat braised pork?"

The child looked at the woman, and the woman looked at the child. After a stalemate for a while, the child finally nodded and smiled. Obviously, this child really likes to eat braised pork.

Seeing this, the woman also smiled.

The waiter went down helplessly, and when he walked to the back kitchen, he was still muttering: "I can't figure it out, it's all free, why only one dish and two bowls of rice? No cups or drinks. Those lucky customers in the past wanted to eat Order all the delicious ones until you can't walk..."

At the same time, Xianyu also asked the same question: "The number 88 ordered a large table before, and invited friends to eat. They are lucky, they want this order... I can't figure it out."

Fangzheng laughed and said, "You're talking about the happiness of ordinary people, but what they're showing is the integrity and conscience of the poor. Free doesn't mean waste, and free doesn't mean you can be greedy."

Salted fish clicked his mouth, seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.

Soon, the braised pork came up. The cooking method of this restaurant is similar to the stewed pork in the Northeast, not the Mao’s braised pork in the south. There is meat and potatoes in the braised pork. The mother kept picking meat for the son, and the son quickly put another piece of meat into the mother's bowl.

"Okay, you are still growing up, eat more meat, and you will be able to protect your mother when you are strong." The mother smiled.

The son quickly gestured in sign language: "Mom, eat more too. Mom comes home from work so late every day, and needs to replenish her body. Only when I get healthy can I be filial to you."

Many people do not understand this sign language, but those who understand it will quietly explain it to everyone.

After everyone listened, they all shook their heads, sighed, and felt a little more sympathetic.

Who doesn't like sensible children? Even if he is physically disabled, a person with a sound mind is more precious than a person with a healthy body...

The meal of the mother and son was delicious and quick. Obviously, the mother had been thinking about finishing the meal quickly and going to work. After everyone paid attention to it for a while, they felt that it was a bit rude to keep watching people eat, so they stopped watching and started chatting on their own.

When the meal was over, the mother took the child and left, and everyone turned their gazes over again, looking at the backs of the mother and child leaving, each of them was filled with emotion.

At this moment, the waiter exclaimed: "Boss!"

The boss said: "What's wrong?"

"Look!" The waiter shouted, pointing to the loose change under the braised pork plate.

The boss hurried over, picked it up, looked at it, and counted it. Although they were all ten yuan, one yuan, and five yuan, when they were put together, it happened to be thirty-seven yuan!

The boss subconsciously said: "Thirty-five braised pork, one yuan for a bowl of rice. This..."

The waiter said: "Boss, why did they pay?"

The boss was silent, and everyone present was silent...

Fang Zhengze got up silently, ready to leave.

"Master, why did he give money?" Xianyu continued to ask through sound transmission.

Fang Zhengze said as if he was talking to himself: "People are poor and want to be poor, so the mother is educating the children with actions, no matter how poor they are, they will not eat free food, even if it is given by others."

At this moment, there was no sound in the restaurant. Fangzheng's words woke everyone up, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect to live so big, I'm not as good as a cotton player...

The boss also nodded, held up the money, and said loudly: "Everyone, look at the thirty-seven yuan, it's all here! I will use this money as the first fund, and the name is Hong Shao Meat Fund! Every year today, we will hold the Braised Pork Festival, and everyone is welcome to eat for free! Don’t thank me, thank you for the thirty-seven yuan!"

When everyone heard it, they immediately cheered.

"It's fine for free, but we've been here for this festival!"

"Congratulations on growing up a bit, cheers!"

"Threesome, the ancients will not deceive me! Cheers!"

...

"Boss, the dishes on that table haven't been moved." At this moment, the waiter found the boss again.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the sound, he looked around and saw a set of stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of rice on the table, but neither the vegetables nor the rice had been touched! On the table, water dragons and phoenixes were written and typed: "Amitabha, the poor monk has nothing to eat, the donor can take it back, don't waste it."

The boss was stunned again, and then shook his head slightly: "I didn't expect it to be a monk, but what this monk said did have depth."

"Monk? No wonder, I heard him talking to himself before, and what he said made sense." A customer laughed.

"Hey? Why don't I remember what this monk looks like? Do you remember?"

"I remember too."

"Am I going... to be haunted? No, it seems that someone has done this before."

"Abbot Fangzheng!"

"No way, isn't Abbot Fangzheng ascended?"

"That is the successor of Abbot Fangzheng!"

"possible……"

...

No matter what people guessed, Fangzheng, who walked out of the restaurant with a calm face and head held high, was handsome for less than three seconds. He immediately clutched his stomach and said, "Oh, I'm hungry..."

Xianyu snorted and said, "Master, the next time we play handsome, can we take care of our stomachs first? Play after we're full, okay?"

Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said, "He is so poor, he pays for all the meals. If we eat, don't pay for it, are you embarrassed?"

Xianyu said: "Excuse me! What's so embarrassing? We are much poorer than them!"

Fangzheng thought about it, it seemed that what Xianyu said was true...

Immediately, Fangzheng wanted to cry for a while, but there were no tears.

Xianyu said: "So, let's stop sympathizing with others, we should be sympathized with most. Master, I'm hungry..."

Fang Zheng looked up at the sky and said, "Open your mouth."

"Is there anything to eat?" Xianyu asked excitedly, opening his mouth at the same time.

Fangzheng turned around and let Xianyu say to the northwest: "The wind is blowing, eat hard, after a while the northwest wind will have nothing to drink."

Xianyu: "Master, I don't know if I should say something or not."

Fangzheng said: "Do you remember what happened to your senior brother when he returned to the mountain?"

Xianyu: "Then I won't talk about it."

Fangzheng: "Good boy..."

...

Unlike usual, Fangzheng did not immediately choose to go back to the mountain, but continued to wander outside. Although he was very hungry, he had to continue wandering like this. The reason was very simple-three charity deeds, three lottery draws, and one treatment for his disciples. Chance! That's all!

Although Xianyu yelled that he was hungry, this guy was not a human being, and he would not die if he starved for ten or eight years.

On the contrary, Fangzheng was so hungry that he felt extremely uncomfortable, so he simply found a park chair and sat still.

"Master, are you planning to starve to death here?" Xianyu asked bitterly.