The Qian family looked at the tempting pictures of the food on the menu and began to drool before even seeing the real thing. They wanted to try every dish. Finally, they decided to order one dish each.

Old Man Qian, who likes tender meat, ordered a braised pork elbow. Qian Jincai was drawn to the braised pork ribs in soy sauce. Qian Longbin, with his heartier taste, ordered a boiled fish. Finally, Qian Meijuan opted for a sweet, crispy white pork. The standard version is stir-fried with sugar, but Huimin Restaurant now offers a sugar-sprinkled version, which children prefer. It's simple, crispy, and sweet.

The braised pork elbow and braised pork ribs took a while to prepare, having been prepared in advance with precise measurements. They arrived quickly, and not long afterward, the other two dishes were also brought up by the waiter.

The Qian family members were so full of food that they felt thirsty, so they each opened a bottle of drink. Qian Jincai and his son were not satisfied, so they ordered two more bottles of drink.

Although the portions were large, the Qian family found eating them without any pressure. They devoured the food quickly, finishing ten bowls of rice. When the bill came, the meal and drinks totaled ninety-five yuan.

The Qian family's money is in the hands of Mrs. Qian. Recently, there have been many things going on at home, and they have spent a lot of money. Mrs. Qian knows that the men in the family spend as much as they can, so she has been crying poor recently, holding on to the money in her hands tightly, and she has to explain why she wants pocket money.

Today, thinking that we had finally made it to the city, I generously gave them two hundred yuan to spend. But I didn't get the chance to do so, and they spent more than the money.

The fried skewers cost them fifteen yuan, the two taxi rides cost them ten yuan, and the snack street food cost them another eighty yuan. Adding today's meal at the restaurant, as luck would have it, that was all the money they had left in their pockets.

But if they handed over all that money, they wouldn't have enough to take the bus back to the train station. Although they didn't know the roads in Mafang city, they knew it was quite far from the train station, and if they wanted to take the bus, they would need at least ten yuan.

This put them in a difficult position. Qian Jincai, who thought he had a handsome face and was attractive to women, asked the others to return to their seats and then approached the cashier, saying, "Girl, I've spent so much money at your place. Can you give me a discount? Not too much, just a few yuan will do!"

The cashier glanced at Qian Jincai, who was dressed smartly and elegantly, and politely replied, "Brother, we don't bargain in this restaurant. You didn't bring enough money, so you should have taken your time when ordering. Four dishes, three of which are main dishes..."

"Sister, please give me a favor. We will come to support you next time. Give me a discount so that you can become a repeat customer. You won't lose out." Qian Jincai continued to coax.

A customer who was waiting to pay was getting a little impatient and complained, "Can you please pay now? If you don't have money, go find a way out of the way. Don't block the way!"

He pushed Qian Jincai aside and added disdainfully, "Poor bastard!"

This sentence successfully aroused Qian Jincai's anger, but he was still quite timid when he was alone. Based on the principle of not picking fights when you are unfamiliar with the place, he was about to pay the bill. But Qian Longbin had been paying attention to the situation here. When he heard the customer calling his father a poor bastard, he immediately became restless.

He stood up and strode over to support his father, shouting at him fiercely, "Who are you calling a poor bastard? Call me that again if you dare!"

The other party saw that these people were not from the city. From the accent, they sounded like people from the villages and towns below. Therefore, they were not afraid and responded with contempt: "Poor bastards, poor bastards, if you can't afford to eat, don't come here to embarrass yourself!"

How could Qian Longbin tolerate such humiliation? He raised his hand to punch the other person, but Qian Jincai, fearing trouble, immediately stopped him.

Qian Longbin was still agitated, shouting, "How can I not afford this little money? Do you know who my aunt is? She owns a big factory in the provincial capital. For her, buying this shabby shop would be easy, let alone a meal!"

No one in the store believed what he said. Seeing that everyone was questioning his boasting, Qian Longbin continued to say, "Jinfeng Garment Factory, that's my aunt's factory, my dear aunt!"