Li Jinzhong is not a person who is short of money. His father is fat and has a good way of making money. Li Jinzhong is not only the second generation official, he is also the second generation rich, but he is not so rich that he spends 50,000 taels on a meal. . And he didn't bring that much money. He just invited his cousin to dinner. He came to Songjiang Mansion Bund Tavern just to show off, but he didn't intend to pretend to be bad. Li Jinzhong was very heartbroken, but more importantly, he was distressed and feared that he could not afford the food. It was said that if he ate Bawang Meal here, his death would be worse than if he prostituted Bawang Chicken, and his father would not even be able to help him.
Seeing his cousin's sad face, Li Xiaoguo felt the same way and was worried about his cousin. Although he didn't expect the ending of the Overlord Meal, it probably wouldn't be pretty.
He touched his body and took out some silver notes. Because of the medical expenses of the miracle doctor and some necessary daily expenses, Li Xiaoguo didn't have much silver left.
"Cousin, I only have this little bit, look how much I'm missing," Li Xiaoguo said.
Looking at the banknote in Li Xiaoguo's hand, he made a rough calculation and found that it was only a few hundred taels. This red envelope for the girl was enough, but the food money was still short of the boss's day.
"Cousin, how much is left? Why don't I stay and wash the dishes for them?" Li Xiaoguo said. For those who eat Bawang cuisine, the only punishment is not to wash the dishes. This is how it is shown on TV.
"Um. Cousin, you are thinking too simply. The owner behind this tavern is very powerful. They are used to selling Japanese pirates to people who eat Bawang cuisine."
"Then, what should I do?" Li Erzhuang was also worried at the side, "I don't want to be separated from Xiaoguo."
"Um, could there be adultery?" Li Jinzhong guessed in his mind.
Looking at Li Erzhuang affectionately, Li Xiaoguo asked worriedly, "Cousin, what can you do? I don't like being sold to the Japanese pirates. I heard that the people there are not human beings. They receive guests 24 hours a day and are not allowed to rest." ".
"Uh. Haha, cousin, don't worry, you have forgotten who your father, your uncle is, and we still have to spend our own money to eat in Songjiang Mansion." Li Jinzhong laughed, and the sadness just now swept away, because he thought of something Man, a man who pays his own bills.
"Um, cousin, what do you mean?" Li Xiaoguo was very confused.
"Cousin, you are still young and have little experience. People like us, second-generation officials, naturally have friends all over the world. Someone must treat us when we eat. I just found a friend," Li Jinzhong said confidently. As a family member of a bureaucrat, if he didn't act like a bastard, Li Jinzhong would really be sorry for his status.
"What my cousin means is to ask others to pay the bill for us. They haven't come and haven't eaten. If we ask them to pay the bill, they will be willing." Li Xiaoguo was very suspicious. Although his father was also a first-level leader and walked sideways in the five-household village, he still had to pay for his own meals. Of course, the main reason was that Li Baoguo's official rank was too junior.
"Hahaha, I'll treat you to dinner, who dares not to come?"
Take out your mobile phone, broadcast a number, and just listen to the call on the other side.
"Haha, it's Mr. Li. Hello, hello. Long time no see. You are in good health. Have you grown a lot taller and become more handsome? Uncle, is your health better than before? Your waist is not sore. It’s not a problem to climb five floors in one breath without back pain.”
"Haha, Lao Guo, everything is fine, everything is fine. My dad was injured and is recuperating recently." Li Jinzhong has always admired his dad's endurance. He was taught in different ways by his mother every day, but he did not divorce his wife. , could this be the legendary true love?
"Well, uncle is injured, why are you so careless? How many times have I told my uncle that the Ming Empire belongs to the Zhu family, and your body belongs to you. You must be careful and pay more attention to rest." He chattered on the phone that day.
"Hahaha" He wants face, and his father may also want face. After all, there are genetic factors. Li Jinzhong doesn't know much about the fighting situation between his father and his mother. He just said vaguely, "We are waiting for Erlu." We are all dedicated to the people, and we should serve the people wholeheartedly, make good use of the power in our hands, and do what is in our hearts."
On the other end of the phone, the corner of his mouth twitched. As expected, he couldn't speak human words when communicating with these officials and their families, as it would easily hurt his stomach.
"Yes, yes, my uncle is so upright, down-to-earth, hard-working and does everything himself."
"Lao Guo, we haven't contacted him for a long time. I'm having dinner with a few friends at the Songjiang Bund Tavern. You can come over too." Li Jinzhong stopped chatting with him and went straight to the topic.
"Ah, haha, okay, okay, Mr. Li is so generous, I will go right away." The other end of the phone put down the phone and Li Jinzhong put down the wine glass in his hand.
There is always such a person in everyone's heart. Behind his back, you want to eat his flesh, drink his blood, break his bones into pieces and fill your teeth. But in front of you, you have to flatter him, compliment him, or even grovel, because of this This kind of person is either richer than you or more powerful than you. Poor people with short ambitions is a phenomenon that exists in any era. When facing officials, the feeling of inferiority is especially strong.
"Cousin, will he come?"
"Haha" Li Jinzhong smiled coldly, "If I invite him to dinner, he won't dare to come."
These words are very domineering, and of course Li Jinzhong also has the confidence to say these words. After all, by inviting a businessman to dinner, he is regarded as a courtesy corporal, which lowers his own worth.
"Cousin, can I see what you have in your hand?" Li Erzhuang, as a man with a woman's heart, naturally focused not on the lack of money to pay the bill or who to ask to pay the bill, but on the things in Li Jinzhong's hand.
Li Jinzhong raised his hand, "This is what you're talking about, the phone."
"Yes, yes, that's the phone number."
"Here, you can look at it however you want, just don't break it."
"Thank you, cousin." Li Erzhuang happily took the phone, as if he was lying on Li Xiaoguo's bed for the first time. He was both surprised and shy, but of course more scared. Looking at the mobile phone that he had only seen on TV, Li Erzhuang was filled with envy.
As a communication tool, the penetration rate of mobile phones in the Ming Empire was very low. Common people did not have them, including some wealthy businessmen and officials. For example, even Wang Busheng, who was so rich, could not afford a mobile phone.
The first main reason is the invisible class concept of the Ming Empire. Mobile phones are good things, and naturally only the upper class deserve to own good things. But the monthly service fee is expensive, and even ordinary businessmen or officials with relatively low incomes cannot afford it, so there are very few people using mobile phones. Naturally, not many people have seen mobile phones.
Li Xiaoguo also noticed the phone in his cousin's hand, and curiously turned his head to look at it.
"Cousin, this thing is really good, does it cost a lot of money?"
"No, no, I heard that this kind of mobile phone is difficult to buy even if you have money," Li Erzhuang explained. "This kind of mobile phone is a limited edition with a small quantity. Only some people with special connections can buy it."
"That's natural. Cousin is an ordinary person who wants to buy it. There is no problem."
"Well, they really are a bunch of country bumpkins," Li Jinzhong thought to himself,
This mobile phone is from the Ming Dynasty. It is similar to the first generation Nokia. It has few ugly features and is very resistant to manufacturing. It is generally not broken. The current Ming Dynasty mobile phone has reached its third generation. It is like this first generation antique. He has long been eliminated. When gathering with a group of friends, Li Jinzhong is too embarrassed to take out his mobile phone. It is a shame for a dude to not pursue fashion and to fall behind the pace of society. But what Li Jinzhong never expected was that in front of his cousin, this Ming generation would contribute a lot to his career.
"Haha, Comrade Erzhuang is right. The mobile phone in my hand is officially standard in the Ming Empire, and the number is limited. The entire Ming Empire only has 99,999 phones. I have this mobile phone. They are either officials or wealthy people in various prefectures and counties." Taking back his mobile phone, Li Jinzhong continued to talk, "This mobile phone is amazing. As long as I press the numbers, I can communicate with the other party as if he were face to face, even from the ends of the world. , and look at the game on it, Snake, I can play it all night long."
"Really, let me play. Let me play. I haven't played with it yet."
"I want to play too, I want to play too, Xiaoguo lets me play first."
"Haha, don't worry, you can play as you wish." Once again, Li Jinzhong was successful in pretending to be successful, which made Li Jinzhong very comfortable and happy.
As a family member of the ninth-rank Zhima official, Li Jinzhong can be said to be the lowest official in Songjiang Prefecture. The only wealthy people who can be controlled by Li Jinzhong are businessmen.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, businessmen have always been in embarrassment since ancient times. They have money but no power, so collusion between officials and businessmen has become the norm.
The person Li Jinzhong invited was none other than Guo Jianye, who occupies a place on the rich list of Songjiang Prefecture and is also the leading actor in "One Dragon and Five Phoenixes".
Guo Jianye put down the wine glass and turned off the phone. His face became very ugly, and the joy and joy on the phone just now were wiped away.
Ever since those shameless officials knew that they were rich, they would often treat me to dinner, not because they wanted to get close to me, but because they wanted me to pay the bill. A few days ago, the shameless magistrate was said to be in Whiskey The big tavern ordered ten girls at once, so the money was not enough. This time it was the young master who was in charge of the criminal register. You said it was okay for a fourth-rank official to ask you to pay the bill. After all, he was the leader of Songjiang Mansion, and you lived under him. It's within the scope of jurisdiction, but you, a little ninth-grade master book master, can shamelessly ask yourself to pay for him. How shameless it must be. Of course, he is also the son of an official. No matter how young he is, he is an official. Guo Jianye cannot afford to offend him. of. He waved goodbye to his colleagues and the little beauty who was about to win, and ran towards the Songjiang Mansion Bund Tavern.
Entertainment venues are concentrated, so the distance is not very far. Not long after, Guo Jianye appeared in Li Jinzhong's private room.
"Haha, Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you still look good and look a bit more handsome."
"Hahaha, Boss Guo is also getting stronger with age, and he has the appearance of an older version of Pan An."
"Nima, do you know how to chat? I am only forty today, so I just say that I am old. This kid is not deliberately making fun of me, right?" Guo Jianye thought in his heart, and of course he did not dare to ask. In addition to being stinky and shameless, these officials' children On the other hand, he is petty-minded and must avenge himself.
"I knew you would be here soon, so I asked the kitchen to hurry up and finally make more than 200 dishes. Lao Guo, you can eat them while they are hot."
"Well, I made it specially. I'm a pig. Who can finish more than 200 dishes? And why does that chicken only have one leg? And why does that stick noodle only have soup? Damn, I'm letting myself have leftovers. Where’s the food?”
My guess was correct and I was asked to pay the bill.
"What's wrong, Lao Guo, you don't like it. It doesn't matter if you don't like it. Tell the kitchen to make a new table." After saying that, Li Jinzhong wanted to call the waiter.
"Oh, Mr. Li, no, I like it, I like them all." This table is not cheap. If I make another table, I have to pay for it myself. A businessman's money is earned penny by penny, and it's not easy.
"Haha, that's good, that's good. I'm most afraid that Mr. Guo will be dissatisfied."
"Haha, the dishes Mr. Li ordered are naturally to my liking." Picking up the bowl and chopsticks, Guo Jianye picked up a bite of the dish and put it into his mouth. Forehead. A little sour.
"Lao Guo, how about this dish?"
"Uh, ah, good." He took a sip of tea and reluctantly swallowed it.
Li Erzhuang gently pulled Li Xiaoguo's corner and whispered, "Xiaoguo, I thought that dish was too sour, so I spit it back on the plate. Do you want to remind him?" He only has Li Xiaoguo in his heart, and his saliva naturally only belongs to Li Xiaoguo. The old man eating his own saliva is considered an indirect kiss and a betrayal of his feelings. Li Erzhuang cannot have any flaws in his feelings for Li Xiaoguo.
"What, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Isn't it too late?"
"Forget it, I've already eaten it."
