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029 Five hundred yuan for a pot? (Please support)

It was similar to the time when Liu Changguo came to Liu Fugui's house for dinner. This was the rhythm that he couldn't stop after eating. The full table of dishes also reached the bottom at a very considerable speed.

Then, Chen Yarong discovered a new situation, as if the bad uncle had a different meal than the one he had.

"This is rice cooked with sorghum rice. Can you try it?" Liu Fugui took a big mouthful and then served with raw eggplant, and asked teasingly after eating.

Chen Yarong felt that she should have eaten her fill now and her stomach was a little bulging, but her curiosity still defeated her stomach and nodded honestly.

Wang Fengru also smiled very much. She also liked Chen Yarong very much. She was pretty and well-behaved and sensible. Now seeing that this girl was interested in sorghum rice, she took an empty bowl and helped her serve half a bowl.

Chen Yarong feels that she has learned a lot of knowledge today. According to today's experience, the sorghum rice will also bring new surprises to herself.

But this time she miscalculated, and this time she was only surprised but not happy.

For Liu Fugui and others, eating sorghum rice is very refreshing. But for Chen Yarong, although this sorghum rice is edible, it is a bit squeaky and not as good as imagined.

Then the little girl was a little worried. Now her belly beats her curiosity, but what should I do with the remaining half bowl of rice? I can’t leave a bowl of rice. Lele picked up all the rice grains in the bowl. Is she so big?

Just as he was struggling, he saw a big hand reaching out from the side. Liu Fugui took her rice bowl and poured the remaining sorghum rice into his own bowl.

"What are you looking at? You should be able to eat it again. If you have to break your belly, my family can't afford it." Liu Fugui said with a smile.

"I can't hold on, I want to... drink a little more soup." Even though I knew that this was the bad uncle who was helping him to relieve him, Chen Yarong still said stubbornly.

But today this chicken soup is really delicious. If you drink a little more, it will be fine.

"This chicken is stewed so delicious, much better than the ones stewed in Deyuelou." Chen Yarong said.

"We made it ourselves, and the ingredients are quite good. The chicken stewed mushrooms in the restaurant are all soup, how much chicken and mushrooms are there?" Liu Fugui said with a smile.

"That bad... Uncle, you said how much does it cost if I brought my sisters to you for stewed chicken?" Chen Yarong asked with a blink of an eye.

"Then you have to tell me in advance to see if my family still has chickens and how many dried mushrooms there are. As for how much, what if you give me the reward?" Liu Fugui also scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and said teasingly.

Chen Yarong was confused. How much should she pay? She couldn’t always eat food in vain, right?

I quickly calculated it in my mind, "Uncle, what do you think about 500 yuan? We are high school students at the beginning of school, so we don't have much pocket money."

She felt that the chicken stewed mushrooms she ate today was really delicious. She gave her five hundred yuan to stew such a large pot. The sisters got together, and each one couldn't spend a lot of money, which was very suitable.

However, his offer scared the big guy watching the fun beside him. Even Liu Fugui's hand holding a bowl of soup shaking.

"My little ancestor, how much do you think it's five hundred yuan?" Xiao Ping'an next to him couldn't help it.

"Yes, but we really can't get more, we don't have much money. The chicken stewed by Deyuelou is only 240 yuan, and I've given twice as much." The little girl also began to show that she was already generous.

"My God, I ate five chickens some time ago, so I just ate 2,500 yuan?" Ping An said with a wry smile after counting his fingers.

"You're taking it seriously? How much does this dish cost? Even if there are more mushrooms, it won't be worth that much." Liu Fugui said with a smile.

"Fugui, the girl said it was 500 yuan, which was really reliable." Dean Chen, who had finished eating, said with a smile.

"I'm afraid this rooster has to have a seven-pound kilogram, right? With such a large pot of mushrooms, look at how many of us have not eaten them all. The amount of dishes and the taste are reliable."

"My old man, are you sure you are not teasing me?" Liu Fugui asked seriously, putting down the soup bowl.

"Do you think I'm teasing you? In fact, reducing the amount of dishes is similar to the price of Deyuelou. But the stewed taste of your home is really better than that of Deyuelou." Dean Chen said with a smile.

"Oh, I'll give you three hundred dollars just now." Chen Yarong next to her said in distress.

The ideal price in her mind is actually about 600 yuan, and she is planning to reduce the price for 500 yuan. She didn't expect that the psychological price of the bad uncle seemed to be very low.

"As long as you come here, there are chickens in our house. I will stew them for you for free. Would you give them noodles?" Liu Fugui said with a smile at her.

Chen Yarong happily gave a thumbs up, "Great, great."

"Brother Fugui, are you saying that we will start opening restaurants in the future?" Ping An asked with his eyes shining, as if he could get rid of the position of commander-in-chief of pig, chicken, duck, goose.

"What are you thinking?" Liu Fugui gave him a blank look, "Just open a restaurant here, are you here to eat? I'm afraid there will be no customer for a month."

"Uh... Then if you don't open a restaurant, why are you going to discuss the price?" Ping An felt a little aggrieved and felt that he had been fooled by them.

"Stupid, don't we have to sell broiler chickens in the future? The chickens we raise at home taste so good. If we raise them well, wouldn't that taste better? Can't we make more money?" Liu Fugui said.

"So, you have to help Lele take good care of these little chicks. Take them for a walk every day and let them eat some meat. For future bonuses, come on."

Xiao Ping'an opened his mouth, it seemed that he had to push back the matter of his job transfer.

President Chen nodded, "Although many restaurants now say stroll chickens and local chickens are actually chickens fed from feed, and the taste is really much worse than yours."

"Old man, I'm going to give you a good word. I hope my batch of chickens can be sold for a few more money." Liu Fugui said with a smile.

"Little sling, don't worry, if you have that opportunity, I will help you promote it. But I also want to enjoy the same treatment as Yarong, and I have to give me a free order. Although I don't have a sister group, I have brothers." Dean Chen joked.

"Haha, this order must be exempted." Liu Fugui also said seriously.

Xiao Ping'an next to him was a little confused again. According to this, Dean Chen seemed to be helping sell chickens in the future, but his own brother Fugui didn't ask him for anything?
Chapter completed!
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