Seeing Ding Li's embarrassment, Xiangzi directly stuffed five yuan into Ding Li's hand.
"Just tell our young master about this. Once our young master is happy, maybe you won't even have to change the money!"
Xiangzi spoke to comfort Ding Li.
After all, Xiangzi had seen Nan Beichen's arrogant appearance.
He really doesn't care about a dollar or a few cents.
However, Xiangzi did not dare to vouch for this matter. He could only say that the young master was happy.
Ding Li followed Xiangzi into the tavern and saw Nan Beichen.
It was the one who said something incomprehensible this morning.
"Come! Sit"
Nan Beichen motioned for Ding Li to sit down as if he were familiar with it.
Ding Li was thinking that he was just a loser, asking for money but having no money.
Even if the person in front of him wants to harm himself, he has no reason.
"Thank you so much sir"
After saying that, Ding Li held his fist and said.
Then he and Xiangzi sat down, one on the left and the other on the right.
“Great food and wine”
Nan Beichen shouted.
The shopkeeper immediately knew that a big customer was coming and started to take care of it immediately.
"Master, your five yuan is too big. I really can't find it. If you trust me, I will open it and then..."
"Take the extra flowers yourself!"
Nan Beichen interrupted without waiting for the other party to finish speaking.
"No, sir, I can't take advantage of you."
Ding Li waved his hand and said.
"Okay, but Ding Li, you seem to still owe foreign debts, right?"
Nan Beichen said with a half-smile.
This directly hit Ding Li's sore spot.
Their family was originally in a state of poverty.
In addition, his mother's illness has not been cured, so she has no extra money at all. The money for purchasing these pears was obtained on credit at a high price.
"I owe foreign debts, but I, Ding Li, can also make money with my own abilities."
At this time, Ding Li was still a young man just starting out.
Like Xiangzi, they are all energetic young people who have not yet been severely beaten by society.
"Think about what you, Ding Li, are worth. If I pay ten dollars for your life, you won't be able to survive tonight. So don't worry about what I will do to you, just stay single."
Listening to what Nan Beichen said, Ding Li thought that he was indeed going to die.
"And I definitely want you to pay back the money. You can work with me from today on, and it will cost you fifteen yuan a month. If you perform well, I can continue to increase your salary. I will cover three meals a day. The same goes for you, Xiangzi. From today on, he will be my exclusive driver. I will pay for the car rental. In addition, the monthly payment is the same as Ding Li’s, fifteen yuan."
Nan Beichen threw an olive branch and said.
"Here's a hundred dollars to treat your mother. Don't talk too much. Don't show off your wealth. Find a better house for your mother to live in. In the future, you will only make more money than this, not less."
Nan Beichen took out a hundred yuan and put it in the palm of his hand, then patted Ding Li's palm and helped him hold it tightly.
Ding Li took a look out of the corner of his eye and glanced at the note, which was indeed one hundred yuan.
Poor people like them are nothing even if they are hacked to death in an alley.
Even if the patrol comes, it will be done hastily.
"Thank you, Master! From now on, Ding Li's life will be yours."
Ding Li is a filial son, and that is everything to his mother.
So Ding Li didn't think too much about it. If he could buy Ding Li ten lives for one hundred yuan, someone would be willing to do it.
When there is no money, someone will take over the job of killing people even for five yuan.
What's more, it's a job that costs ten dollars to kill one person.
The streets in Zhabei District are full of gangsters who are just trying to make ends meet.
Ding Li couldn't go out to hang out because his mother had to take care of him, so he had to sell pears to make a living.
Now that Ding Li has no worries, he can follow Nan Beichen.
Xiangzi is an honest person, so he just needs to be a driver.
After the shopkeeper served the food and wine, the three of them started having a drink at the table.
It was probably the best meal either of them had ever had.
But these are the most unpalatable things Nan Beichen has ever eaten.
The only thing left that was appetizing was some cold vegetables and peanuts.
"Master, why don't you eat vegetables?"
Ding Li asked with some confusion.
"Are these meals delicious?"
Nan Beichen asked with a weird look on his face.
“It’s delicious, even better than the Chinese New Year ones! I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”
Xiangzi chewed the pickled elbow and said.
He said with a mouth full of oil.
"Don't eat so greasy, your stomach won't be able to handle it, and you'll have diarrhea when you go back."
Nan Beichen reminded.
Xiangzi only earns 20-30 yuan a month, but his monthly rent is as high as 15 yuan.
You can earn 15 yuan if you work hard, but you must know that you only earn 15 yuan if you work hard.
The soles of my shoes are probably going to fall off, plus I have to spend a lot of time eating and drinking.
It's a laborious job, so you need at least 60 kilograms of rice a month.
There is no oil or water, and just 60 kilograms of rice costs Xiangzi 2 yuan.
You still have to rent a house and all kinds of messy stuff, but the money you have left every month is actually very little.
It's just a job, if Xiangzi marries a wife and has a child.
The money spent after a month’s hard work is probably even more miserable.
For them, being able to eat dumplings stuffed with pork during the Chinese New Year is a big deal.
Not to mention chicken, duck and fish here now.
"Even if I have diarrhea, I will be satisfied today. Thank you, Master."
Xiangzi smiled and continued eating.
They didn't care whether they had diarrhea or not. They would feel sick even if they didn't eat so many delicious foods.
"Eat more, and pack it back if you don't finish it. For me, this is the most unpalatable meal I have ever eaten since I can remember."
Meals without chicken essence, oil-consuming light soy bean paste, and various spices are indeed a bit unpalatable to Nan Beichen.
These things just have salt in them, and the meat is very fatty, the chicken is so-so, and the fish is not good either.
This is not bad for a restaurant like this in Zhabei.
But for Nan Beichen, who is used to eating good food, these are really not delicious.
So he ate some peanuts.
For Nan Beichen, it is not as delicious as a bowl of noodles.
After the two of them had eaten and drank until their bellies were full, they asked Ding Li and Xiangzi to pack up and go back.
There was so much food that even if two people could eat it, they wouldn't be able to finish it all.
Nan Beichen even packed a chicken soup for Ding Li.
"Take this back to honor your mother and replenish her body."
Nan Beichen held an earthen jar in his pocket and handed it to Ding Li.
"Thank you, Brother Beichen"
"Xiangzi, can you still move? Pull me to the hotel. I need to find a place to stay."
Nan Beichen asked looking at Xiangzi who was full.
Xiangzi immediately patted his chest and said there was no problem.
Ding Li took the money and food and went back.
In a small alley, a pungent stench hit, and there was a lot of excrement and the smell of people peeing on the road.
Ding Li opened the door of a small house and walked in.
An old woman lay in the dim room.
You will get sick if you don't get sick in such a dark and humid place.
But Ding Li, who is impoverished, can only live in this kind of place.
