Chapter 322: The Poor's Hatred of the Rich (2/2)



"Drink this at noon today. I brought it from Hong Kong City."

Ji Yuanhui and Si Fengnian are both connoisseurs of good wine. They knew at first glance that the wine was not cheap. This was red wine produced in Country Y. It was very expensive in Country Y, and it would definitely be even more expensive in Hong Kong.

"This wine is not cheap," said Ji Yuanhui.

Song Yun took out a corkscrew and opened the red wine. "It's really not cheap, 1,800 yuan a bottle."

"How much?" The old man raised his voice.

Song Yun replied, "One thousand eight hundred Hong Kong dollars a bottle."

The old man's eyes almost popped out of his head. "Just this bottle of crappy wine costs 1,800? Are you robbing me?"

Song Yun explained to him the prices there.

The old man was stunned. "Where did you get so much money? I don't believe that old Xu would give you so much funding."

Song Yun said, "This is the money my grandparents left for my mother. It's in Hong Kong City Bank. It's a large sum, and I can spend it as I please."

The old man knew something about the Song family. It was because they were too rich that they were reported by jealous people.

"Don't tell anyone that this bottle of wine is worth 1,800 yuan." The old man's face became serious, and he said to Ji Yuanhui and Si Fengnian, "Especially you two. You're new here and don't understand a lot of things here. Remember a few things: Don't trust anyone easily. There are many two-faced people, and you can't tell on the surface. Don't mention your previous life overseas to others. You don't know how your words will be misinterpreted, and it may end up causing trouble. Don't show off your wealth easily. You must know that in places where there are many poor people, the most dangerous people are the rich, especially people like them with overseas backgrounds. The poor hate the rich, and it's not just talk."

In fact, Song Yun and Qi Mo'nan had already told them these words, but the old man said it again, so the two of them remembered these warnings more clearly and took them to heart.

Song Yun didn't have glass cups suitable for drinking red wine, so she used teacups and bowls. Everyone clinked glasses happily, which was quite enjoyable.

When they started to eat, Ji Yuanhui and Si Fengnian both set their eyes on the braised pork, and they didn't know how much they swallowed their saliva.

"This is braised pork, you guys try it." Song Yun picked up a piece for each of them with chopsticks.

Ji Yuanhui quickly put the meat into his mouth and slurped it up with a gentle bite. They couldn't describe the taste at all. It was ten thousand times better than the braised pork they had eaten before.

The master and the disciple ate in silence.

Not only was there red-braised pork, but there was also fish, tofu, and cabbage. Even the rice was incredibly fragrant. They didn't even bother to drink their wine, instead guzzling it down. The old man felt a pang of sadness at the sight. "You've suffered so much! You must have never eaten this abroad. Look how hungry you are."

Si Fengnian said, "Uncle, we've never been hungry. It's just that the food abroad doesn't suit our appetite. It's not as delicious as our Chinese food, especially the food Xiaoyun cooks. It's simply the most delicious food in the world."

Song Yun smiled and said, "That's because you haven't tasted anything better yet. Next time, I'll take you to a state-owned restaurant to eat braised beef in soy sauce. It's also a must-try."

The old man nodded hurriedly, "Yes, the braised beef at the State-owned Store No. 3 is the best, and the braised pig's trotters at the State-owned Store No. 1 are also good. Let's go try them next time."

After dinner, Song Yun and Qi Monan went to the message room to call Qinghe Village.

Finally hearing her daughter's voice, Bai Qingxia burst into tears again, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm not hurt. I don't have any skin injuries, really." Song Yun comforted her softly.

Song Hao hugged his still-crying wife and answered the phone, "Xiao Yun, if you have a holiday, could you come to Qinghe Village? You can let your mother see you, and you can also take Ziyi with you. School is about to start."

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List