Chapter 1284

"Boss, you are not making any money. We are all leaving tonight." The diners were still lobbying Wang Xiaoming, "If you have something to do, your master can just stay."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yang Ming and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry. You didn't see that our master is still injured. He shouldn't be too tired. He needs a rest. Come tonight. Please come early in the evening. We will be here after four o'clock. ”

When Yang Ming heard what he said, he glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Wang Xiaoming thought about repaying the loan shark, so he closed the stall and prepared to cross the sea to repay the money. "Ah Bing, you and Uncle Yang Ming are taking a nap at home. Uncle has something to do when he goes out."

Wang Bing refused to do anything: "I won't take a nap, I will go with Uncle."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the sun at two or three o'clock in the afternoon and didn't want to take him out: "You don't have to go at home. Follow Uncle Yang Ming and I'll buy you a lollipop."

But the lollipop could not seduce Wang Bing successfully. He refused to follow Yang Ming at home no matter what. Wang Xiaoming had no choice in the end: "You can go, but go by yourself. Don't hold me when you are tired, and don't ask for food or fun!" "

Wang Bing nodded as fast as a chicken pecking at rice: "I don't want it."

Wang Xiaoming put a straw hat on his little head: "Then you come."

Wang Xiaoming thought for a moment: "Yang Ming, please come with us."

Yang Ming was a little surprised: "Am I going too?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "Well, I'll buy you a change of clothes." Yang Ming has been wearing Wang Ergou's clothes, which don't fit him. Moreover, Wang Ergou also wants the clothes, so it's not good to keep wearing them.

Yang Ming nodded: "Okay. I'll buy some condiments."

"Okay, you can pick out what you need."

Wang Bing glared at Yang Ming angrily, seemingly unhappy that he was going with him, but Abo asked him to go, so he didn't dare to say anything.

The three of them crossed the sea. Wang Xiaoming first went to the bank to transfer the money to the loan shark. He called Huang and told him that the money had been transferred. Huang was still a little dissatisfied and cursed, asking him to transfer the money on time next time. . Wang Xiaoming didn't want to say anything more, saying that he would pay back the money on time if he had the money. He thought to himself that it would be best to pay back the principal at once, so that these vampires would no longer be able to suck his blood.

After paying back the money, Wang Xiaoming still had a few hundred yuan left on him: "Let's go shopping."

Wang Bing heard that he could buy something, so he whispered: "Uncle, I'm so thirsty and want to eat ice cream."

Wang Xiaoming turned to glare at him: "What did you say when you were at home? You can't buy food or play."

Wang Bing bit his lower lip and looked down at the road.

Wang Xiaoming bent down and hugged him, stretched out his hand to touch the fine sweat on his forehead: "You said it's so sunny, why are you here?" In the end, he bought him a small pudding. After buying it, he couldn't help nagging, " You little debt collector, I really owe you two. I have to repay your father’s debt, and I have to repay your debt. What sins did I commit in my last life? Remember this, and I will pay it back in the future. Yes."

Wang Bing has become accustomed to Wang Xiaoming's nagging, which goes in one ear and out the other, and just licks the ice cream contentedly.

Yang Ming walked behind Wang Xiaoming and listened to Wang Xiaoming talking all the way. He curled his lips and said nothing. He found that his boss liked to nag, especially Wang Bing. He was probably too stressed and wanted to find someone. Channel to vent. Although Wang Xiaoming didn't tell him about his family, he could still see that there were no elders or women in this family, only a single young man and a child. There was a portrait of a middle-aged man hanging in the hall. It was not a complete picture no matter how you looked at it. family.

Wang Xiaoming took Yang Ming and turned into a street. The street was full of shops selling clothes. There was a large speaker at the door of a shop, and a female voice inside mechanically played back and forth: "Our store has special discounts on off-season clothing. 30% off for one item, 50% off for two items, don’t miss it if you pass by.”

Wang Xiaoming was attracted by the shouting and went directly to the store. It is also a common youth fashion brand. The original price of the clothes was 59, but now I bought two for 59. It is quite cheap, but the style is a bit silly, and there is something printed on the chest. An arrow strung with two red hearts, no wonder this thing cannot be sold. But the material is pretty good, pure cotton.

Wang Xiaoming took one and marked it on his body, then asked: "Buy two pieces and get 50% off?"

"Yes, these are all for couples. There are men's and women's clothing. Two items are 50% off," the shopping guide girl said.

Wang Xiaoming said: "If you don't buy the couple's model, can I get a discount for two pieces?"

The shopping guide laughed: "Of course."

Wang Xiaoming picked and picked. The white one gets dirty easily, the yellow one is too tender, and the pink one is too sexy, so only the black one can be worn. Finally, he picked up a black large size. He is 175, and the large size is just right. He turned around. He said to Yang Ming: "You can also pick one. Buy two together, it's cheaper."

Yang Ming looked at the arrow piercing the heart pattern and hesitated: "Can I change it to another one?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "This is the cheapest."

Yang Ming shook his head almost invisibly and picked up a black plus-size piece: "This."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Don't wear black too. How will you tell them apart then?"

Yang Ming said: "The white ones get dirty easily."

Wang Xiaoming thought about it, they were in the catering business, and the white ones would be ruined if they were stained with oil: "Okay, whatever you want." Then you can only tell the difference by looking at the labels.

Wang Xiaoming bought another pair of discount pants for Yang Ming so that he could change and wash them easily.

Yang Ming wanted to buy condiments, so Wang Xiaoming took him to the farmer's market. The farmers' market was almost closed at this time, and the prices were cheap. Yang Ming picked out a lot of condiments. Although he talked very little, he was very picky when buying condiments. He didn’t want old ones, didn’t want those that were too small, didn’t want those that were ground too coarse, didn’t want those that were too moist, and didn’t want those with additives. Pick and choose. Picking and choosing, there are not many that catch the eye. Wang Xiaoming was dripping with sweat as he watched from the sidelines. His eyes were so poisonous and his demands were so harsh. For someone like him, how could a boss still do business?

Yang Ming was very picky, and the boss was not very happy: "If you can't do this or don't want that, don't I need to sell these?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled apologetically and said: "Boss, this friend of mine is a professional chef and has relatively high standards. Don't argue with him. In fact, I think they are pretty much the same."

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming and didn't say anything. He just said, "Okay, that's all."

Wang Xiaoming used his special skills to bargain with the boss and finally bought everything at the most affordable price.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the big bag of condiments in Yang Ming's hand: "Why buy so much? It's like opening a restaurant. We only make oyster bakes and barbecues. We don't need these."

Yang Ming said: "Sooner or later it will be used."

Wang Xiaoming felt funny in his heart, could he really open a restaurant?