Chapter 1287

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "I didn't expect him to be a really good helper."

Luo Junsheng looked at Wang Xiaoming and said with a smile: "Looking at your current business, you are so busy that you can't even collect money."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. As you know, in a small business, my stall is only so big, and the business can only be so big."

Luo Junsheng originally planned to spend a lot of money to recruit someone from Wang Xiaoming. Now that he heard that he was a temporary worker, he stopped thinking about it. If the family soon found him and wanted to take him away, the money would be wasted. . "Don't tell me, that guy's craftsmanship is really good. I've tasted the oysters he baked, and they taste really great. I heard that the oyster bakes and kway teow he makes have a very special taste. Is that true?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled and nodded: "It tastes better than what I made."

Luo Junsheng took a puff of cigarette and said: "This guy is a talent. Recently, everyone has been going to your house to eat oysters. When they come to my store to eat, they all go to your place to pack the oysters. In my store, we are not allowed to eat oysters by ourselves. It's really embarrassing to bring food." The waiter in their store tried to tell people not to bring their own food, but they simply walked away, and this happened more than once or twice, so in order not to evict them Guest, this rule is in vain.

Wang Xiaoming doesn't want to express his position on this matter. He sets up a stall to do business. Customers eat at his house and sometimes help customers buy food from other houses. This is normal. As long as consumption is consumed, it is allowed in the restaurant. In fact, it’s almost the same. If guests come to your home to eat and buy other people’s food to eat, it only means that your home doesn’t have it or the food is not as good as other people’s food.

When Luo Junsheng saw that Wang Xiaoming was just drinking tea and not talking, he said, "What kind of condiments are you putting on that grilled oyster? It's very fragrant."

Wang Xiaoming felt funny in his heart. This was too direct. He directly asked about the condiments and said, "I don't know. The condiments are all prepared by Yang Ming. I just put them in."

"You didn't learn from him?" Luo Junsheng asked in disbelief.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything. Of course he followed and learned, and it was Yang Ming who took the initiative to teach him.

Luo Junsheng said with a smile: "Of course, I am a chef myself, and I understand the rules. Generally speaking, the secrets of cooking are passed on to one's own people or apprentices, and will not be passed on to outsiders casually. Xiao Ming, I To tell you something clear, in the chef industry, the secret to cooking is capital. If he is willing to teach you, just learn more from him and you will definitely benefit from it in the future."

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Of course I want to, too." Yang Ming will go back sooner or later. If he can learn a little, he will naturally want to learn more. The premise is that Yang Ming is willing to teach. If others are unwilling to teach, they can't force him to do otherwise.

Luo Junsheng puffed on his cigarette: "How much money do you still owe to loan sharks?"

"One hundred thousand." Wang Xiaoming said.

Luo Junsheng squinted at him: "Don't you want to pay off the debt earlier?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly: "I can only dream of it." But everyone knew about his mess, and no one was willing to lend him money.

Luo Junsheng tapped his finger on the coffee table and said: "Xiao Ming, we are all our own people. I won't beat around the bush anymore. Let me show you a clear path. You ask Yang Ming to teach me how to cook, and I will lend you money to help you." How about paying off the high-interest loan first?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned. He was not stupid. He heard Luo Junsheng specially called him here and said a lot. He probably wanted to find out the secret of Yang Ming's cooking. He didn't expect that he would directly ask him to teach him how to cook. , once you learn it, it will be done once and for all. This is really a plan. He smiled and said: "Brother Sheng, I can't make the decision on this. I have to ask Yang Ming himself."

Luo Junsheng said: "He is very grateful to you and will listen to you. Let him teach me how to cook. He will continue to cook at your place and will not delay your business. This is the best of both worlds and can also help you. He will Agreed. Don’t you want to pay off your loan shark debt as soon as possible?”

Wang Xiaoming didn't want to get rid of this loan shark as soon as possible. He even dreamed of it. He just used Yang Ming like this. He felt guilty. He had already helped him a lot, so he still wanted to help him to this extent? "I'd better go back and ask Yang Ming about this."

Luo Junsheng added: "This method is good for both you and me. If you repay the loan shark, you won't have to pay such high interest in the future. My money doesn't need interest. You can just pay it back slowly."

Wang Xiaoming said: "I will go back and discuss it with Yang Ming, and I will reply to you later."

Luo Junsheng nodded: "Okay."

Wang Xiaoming returned home and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about Luo Junsheng's proposal. He felt that this man was really calculating. He wanted to use favors to earn a skill without spending a penny. But he directly attacked his own weakness. He was not unmoved by this suggestion, but he didn't know how to tell Yang Ming. Who has a special skill that doesn't hide his secrets and casually teaches his skills to others? How can we still maintain the advantage? Isn’t there a saying that “teaching the disciples will starve the master to death”?

I don't know whether it was because of drinking tea or something on his mind, but sleep never came to visit him. It was not until late at night that Wang Xiaoming fell asleep. Fortunately, he didn't have to get up early to set up a stall, otherwise he would not have the energy to do anything the next day.

Wang Bing got up very early. Wang Xiaoming didn't wake up and didn't want to move. He closed his eyes and muttered: "Ah Bing, get up and pee yourself. Uncle has to sleep for a while."

Wang Bing had never seen Uncle lying in bed. He stretched out his hand, touched Wang Xiaoming's forehead, touched his forehead with his own, and said: "Uncle, you are sick!"

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes and said, "No, uncle is just sleepy. You can dress yourself and be good." He was too tired to speak.

Wang Bing still blindly believed that Wang Xiaoming was sick, so she dressed obediently, opened the door and went out. After peeing, she brushed her teeth, moved the stool, and climbed up to get the towel on the washstand.

Yang Ming happened to come out of his room and saw Wang Bing squatting tremblingly on the stool. He quickly walked over and hugged him down: "Be careful!" He took off the towel and handed it to him.

Wang Bing was a little unhappy when he took her down, but when she saw him taking off the towel for her, she fell silent and ran to wash her face. Yang Ming felt a little strange, where is Wang Xiaoming?

After Wang Bing washed his face, he squeezed some water out of his small towel with both hands and took it into the bedroom. He was going to take care of Uncle. Wang Xiaoming was sleeping in a daze when suddenly something wet and cold fell on his face. He was so frightened that he sat up suddenly and all his sleepiness was scared away: "Ah Bing, what are you doing?"

Wang Bing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "I'm treating Uncle."