Chapter 287 Two Hundred Yuan a Day

She had originally planned to practice with Lu Zuofan for a few days before going to a driving school.

After all, that venue is the professional one.

Moreover, she can have Lu Zuofan go with her then.

Don't we meet every day?

We'll meet at the driving school.

This way, I can practice driving and also solve the problem of meeting up.

Besides, she was focused on practicing driving and definitely wouldn't have time to pay attention to him.

Lu Zuofan didn't go to her house today, and Qu Jingyou was quite satisfied with following her around.

When I got to the place where I practiced driving yesterday, I was dumbfounded.

She thought she had arrived at a driving school.

The course was marked with clear white lines, which she had seen before at the driving school; they were the lines used for practicing the second part of the driving test.

The site is very large and wasn't very flat before, but it has been completely transformed overnight.

Moreover, there was a car parked on the site, just like the driving school's car, but without a license plate.

“If you want to take the driving test, you can’t practice driving just because you want to,” Lu Zuofan said as he walked over. “Today, we’ll do it the proper way.”

"You did this?" Qu Jingyou asked, then realized she'd asked a pointless question: "You did it all night?"

That's just a pointless statement.

Lu Zuofan said, "It's something that can be done by paying someone; it's nothing."

But it was a thoughtful gesture.

Qu Jingyou asked curiously, "This piece of land..."

“I bought the land. There were plans before, but construction hasn’t started yet.” Lu Zuofan looked at her and said, “You’ll start construction when you get your driver’s license.”

Although Qu Jingyou doesn't participate in the family business, she knows that in the business world, sometimes time is money.

With such a large piece of land, if any planning is done, it will be delayed because of her driving practice. In a day, the money lost is unknown.

"Forget it, I'll just go to driving school to practice." She said, "You should do what you're supposed to do, don't let me delay the construction schedule."

“No,” Lu Zuofan said. “It’s my territory, and I’m in charge.”

Qu Jingyou was still hesitating.

Lu Zuofan said, "I've already made all the arrangements. If you go to the driving school again, those people will laugh at me."

"Who would dare laugh at you?"

“Yes, they don’t dare say it out loud, but they’re secretly laughing at me,” Lu Zuofan said. “Just give me some face, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.”

Qu Jingyou tilted her head and looked at him: "Aren't you afraid of delaying the construction period?"

"I'm not afraid."

“Okay.” She nodded. “I’ll try to learn it as quickly as possible. I’m so smart, I might be able to learn it in three days.”

“I think so too.” Lu Zuofan couldn’t help but feel happy when he saw her smile: “Our Jingjing is so smart.”

Qu Jingyou glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Zuofan quickly changed the subject: "Get in the car. The car is the same as the one at the driving school, and it's the same model used for the test."

Last night, he not only marked out the course, but also contacted a driving school instructor through a friend.

He took his driving test more than ten years ago, and it was very easy to get a driver's license back then.

The requirements are now quite high. For those who are just learning to drive, reversing into a parking space or parallel parking requires relying on a few marked points when turning the steering wheel or reversing.

Lu Zuofan had long forgotten, so he contacted the coach to ask, so that he could have Qu Jingyou practice.

Qu Jingyou found her rhythm yesterday and practiced quite well today.

Actually, driving is mainly about finding your feel for it. Lu Zuofan was directing us from outside the car the whole time, telling us where to look at which markers and which angles to pay attention to.

After driving for about ten minutes, let Qu Jingyou get out and rest.

Or let her drive however she wants, just step on the gas, which is relatively easy.

When Lu Zuofan said that was it for today, Qu Jingyou was still a little reluctant to leave.

Lu Zuofan asked, "Aren't you afraid your legs will get sore?"

Qu Jingyou said, "Never mind then, but I think I'm pretty good. I can take the exam after practicing for two more days."

"Shall we continue this afternoon?"

Qu Jing nodded: "I have to practice this afternoon and tomorrow morning."

"I'll go with you to the driving school tomorrow afternoon, and you can try it out there."

Qu Jingyou felt very happy, because she had always thought that she was not suitable for driving.

Qu Chongyou had also thought about teaching her how to drive, but for various reasons, it hadn't started yet.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zuofan helped her.

Overjoyed, the young lady grabbed her bag and said, "I'll treat you to dinner."

For Lu Zuofan, this was an unexpected joy.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked. "You're treating at lunch, so I'll treat you to dinner?"

Qu Jingyou snorted: "You want to eat lunch with me and then dinner with me too? Dream on!"

Lu Zuofan touched his nose and didn't dare to say anything more.

I had Sichuan food for lunch.

Qu Jingyou usually eats very light meals at home. Sichuan cuisine is quite strong in flavor, and the family chef rarely cooks for them because of health concerns.

But Qu Jingyou and her classmates got addicted after eating it a few times.

I sneak out for a meal every now and then.

Upon entering the hotel, Lu Zuofan felt somewhat apprehensive.

Over the years, he has neglected his health, ruined his stomach with drinking, and dares not touch Sichuan cuisine at all.

But Qu Jingyou was in high spirits, and even if the two of them were already in a relationship, he wouldn't dare to stop her.

I have no choice but to risk my life to accompany you.

When ordering, Qu Jingyou ordered two dishes for herself first, and then handed them to Lu Zuofan: "Take a look and see what you want to eat."

When Lu Zuofan saw that she had ordered Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish) and Mala Chicken, he realized that these were dishes he dared not eat.

But if he comes to a Sichuan restaurant, can he still order blanched lettuce?

He ordered two vegetarian dishes.

Qu Jingyou has a strong palate and can't live without meat, so she was a little disappointed when she saw him order vegetarian dishes: "Why didn't you order any meat?"

Lu Zuofan said, "Didn't you order it?"

"I ordered what I like to eat, and you can order what you like to eat too."

Lu Zuofan said, "If you like it, we'll come again next time."

"Who will come with you again?"

There were few customers at the moment, so the food was served very quickly. The chili peppers were bright red and looked very spicy.

Qu Jingyou's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and eat!"

She took a few bites, and her lips turned red from the spiciness, becoming oily and very tempting.

When she looked up, she realized that Lu Zuofan hadn't touched his chopsticks much; instead, he was staring at her.

"Why aren't you eating?" Qu Jingyou snorted after saying that. "What, does the CEO look down on this little restaurant?"

"No." Lu Zuofan had no choice but to pick up some shredded potatoes. "I'm not that hungry yet."

The hot and sour shredded potatoes were very flavorful. Lu Zuofan took a bite and then drank several mouthfuls of water from his cup.

Qu Jingyou finally noticed and asked him, "Can't you handle spicy food?"

Lu Zuofan answered truthfully, "Yes, my stomach isn't very good, so I don't dare to eat."

It was a terrible experience; my stomach felt burning and scorching, and even medication didn't help.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Lu Zuofan thought that she meant that he had already told her that she wouldn't come to eat Sichuan food.

Qu Jingyou replied, "If you had said so earlier, I would have had someone else eat with me."

Lu Zuofan quickly said, "It's okay, you can eat it."

Qu Jingyou stopped his chopsticks: "Don't force yourself to eat if you haven't eaten yet. If you get sick, you'll blame me."

Lu Zuofan obediently put down his chopsticks.

Qu Jingyou called over the waiter: "Could you please make us two more dishes, the kind without any spice?"

After the waiter left, Lu Zuofan looked at her and said, "Thank you."

Qu Jingyou said, "Lu Zuofan, I've said no so many times. Look, we don't even have the same eating habits. Even if we're in love, we'll still have trouble eating together in the future."

Lu Zuofan said, "I can eat with you."

“There’s no need for that. Health is the most important thing.” Qu Jingyou said, “My parents and brother used to tell me that health is a gift from our parents and we shouldn’t waste it. Nothing is more important than health.”

Lu Zuofan remained silent.

Qu Jingyou added, "If you get an upset stomach or feel unwell because of me, your parents will be worried."

What should I do? I like her even more now.

Lu Zuofan's thin lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Two more dishes were served, and Lu Zuofan ate almost all of them by himself, while Qu Jingyou didn't touch either of them.

She ordered a lot and ate quite a bit herself.

As the two left the restaurant, Qu Jingyou said, "You go back, I'm going home to take a nap."

"I just ate, so I can't go to sleep right away."

"It takes me twenty minutes to get home, and I'll wander around a bit more before I go to sleep."

"Then I'll wait for you at the driving practice area this afternoon."

Qu Jingyou said, "I can practice on my own now. We already met this morning, so you don't need to come this afternoon."

“Jingjing, I didn’t come here…” He started to say, then stopped himself: “See you this afternoon.”

Since he wanted to come, she couldn't do anything about it, so she didn't say anything more, got in the car and left.

Lu Zuofan called a relative: "How can I eat spicy food with this stomach?"

This relative is a doctor.

"You eat spicy food? Then you need to go back to school and start over." The relative said, "Don't you know what kind of stomach you have? You're thirty years old but have the stomach of an eighty-year-old. If you don't take good care of it, you'll suffer later."

"You have liver transplants, kidney transplants, and heart transplants, but why not stomach transplants?"

His relatives were so angry they laughed: "Should we transplant you too?"

"Is there really no other way?"

"You have a stomach ulcer, which bled before, and you also have gastritis. Tell me, what can be done?"

These were all due to his own bad lifestyle habits in the past: staying up late, irregular schedules, and mainly drinking and socializing.

The relative said, "If you don't want to suffer, just be careful. Get a gastroscopy every two years. Don't even think about anything else."

Lu Zuofan had no choice but to say, "I understand."

He called Pei Muyi again: "Do you and Lin Xiyin have the same taste in food?"

After Pei Muye answered the call, he heard him ask, "What's gotten into you this time?"

“Jingjing loves spicy food,” Lu Zuofan said. “You know I can’t eat it right now.”

"No, she eats spicy food, you can eat non-spicy food, why are you making such a fuss about it? What, is there only one dish on the table when you eat at home?"

Lu Zuofan said, "That's true, but something doesn't feel right..."

"Aren't you overthinking this? She hasn't even agreed to be your girlfriend yet, and you're already worrying about it."

"We have similar tastes, so going out for a nice meal together would be a plus, wouldn't it?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Pei Muye said, "Some things can't be helped. People who like you will like whatever you like to eat. People who don't like you won't appreciate it even if you eat the same thing as them against your will."

That hurts again.

Lu Zuofan retorted angrily, "Can't you say something nice?"

Pei Muye said, "Go back to the overpass and see if there are any fortune tellers left. They're very nice. Give them two hundred yuan and they'll praise you all day."