Liu Guangfu asked nervously, "Did you do it?"
"Can we not fight? Our mom is watching from the side."
"So what did the boss say?"
"What else can I say? They're in a meeting and busy! They don't have time to come back."
Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu smiled at each other and said, "Keep busy, it's good to be busy. Why come back? The two of us are enough to take care of things at home!"
Inside the house, his second aunt even specially prepared a plate of candied fruit for Liu Haizhong.
There are peaches, plums, jujubes, and winter melons; there are peanuts, hazelnuts, almonds, and melon seeds.
However, if these are placed in the main room, they are not for eating; they are for display.
Liu Haizhong, on the other hand, never stopped talking, he was really making a racket...
He cracked open a handful of sunflower seeds, sipped his tea, and then said to his second aunt, "It's too bland. Next time, could you add some beef jerky or something?"
Seeing the Liu brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, come in, he put on his spiritual guide persona again: "Let me tell you two, if your eldest brother comes back later, you'd better give him a way out."
Liu Guangtian glanced at him sideways, suppressing his disdain, and said indignantly, "No, what's so arrogant about him? It's like someone begged him to come back!"
The eldest son of the Liu family never came home, and Liu Haizhong beat and scolded him since he was a child for one reason; he disliked Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu because they had been to prison and were labor camp inmates, which he felt was a disgrace.
So it would be strange if the three brothers could even see eye to eye with each other.
Looking at the front yard, Yan Bugui's house was just as lively.
Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, and Yan Jiedi have all returned, and they have all brought their wives and husbands with them.
It's really strange. My second uncle's family, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, have been married for so many years, but neither of them has any children.
These three uncles have four children who have been married for many years, but they still don't have a single child.
I wonder if these two families have done too many unethical things, which has ruined the feng shui of their homes.
Yan Bugui has really gone all out this time. He must have used two pounds of hair wax on his hair. Even a fly would have to do the splits if it landed on it.
Old Yan was used to being stingy, and even after he became rich, he no longer cared about his appearance and continued to wear his tattered clothes.
As for his home, he bought everything that Fatty's family had, including a refrigerator, a color TV, and a washing machine. Yan Bugui had been holding a grudge ever since!
When a nobody gains power, they often act like an arrogant and domineering second or third uncle.
So Yan Bugui said to Yan Jiecheng, "Boss, go and have Shazhu cook me some good dishes and buy me a bottle of good wine. I'm going to treat myself to something nice today."
Yan Jiecheng remained silent, while his wife Zhang Hongying stood up and said, "Dad, we're just running a small business."
Yan Bugui slammed his hand on the coffee table: "Eldest daughter-in-law, what do you mean by this?"
Seeing his father getting angry, Yan Jiecheng quickly tried to smooth things over: "Dad, we are partners with Shazhu. This is called win-win cooperation. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."
Yan Bugui stammered again: "You, you, you, what do you mean, boss? Can't I eat your two dishes!"
Yan Jiecheng got annoyed: "Alright, alright, now that you have a big family and a big business, if you want to live a comfortable life, go to Qili Pavilion. What's the point of coming to our little restaurant? If everyone were like you, always wanting to come to our place for a couple of dishes, wouldn't we be ruined?"
"You, you, you..."
Yan Jiefang's eyes darted around, and he burst out cursing: "What do you mean, brother? What's wrong with Dad eating a few dishes from you? How dare you mention money to Dad? And Shazhu, he's just a dog we keep. Letting him cook a couple of dishes for us is doing him a favor!"
Yan Jiecheng snorted coldly: "Chunfeng Food Stall is mine, it has nothing to do with you, or our parents. You're so filial, why don't you pay for this meal?"
Yan Jiefang fell silent. Their family tradition was all about scheming; everyone in the family was a master of accounting.
With such a large family here today, we'll probably order at least eight dishes, right? If each dish costs two yuan on average, that'll be sixteen yuan!
Let him pay for it all by himself? Are you crazy?!
So Yan Jiefang had a sudden inspiration and joined his father in verbally attacking his elder brother.
The father and son argued back and forth, and with Yan Jiekuang taking sides, Yan Jiecheng quickly lost the argument.
Before pulling Zhang Hongying away, he only said one sentence: "Dad, when my wife and I wanted to open a restaurant, we were short 30,000 yuan. We asked you to invest, but you were afraid we would lose money, so you only agreed to lend it to us. Not only did you lend it, but you also wanted to charge us interest. Do you even remember what percentage of interest it was?"
Yan Jiecheng looked around the room and said coldly, "Ten percent interest! Good heavens, ten percent a month, one hundred percent in ten months; we've worked so hard, and just when things were starting to look up, you immediately demand interest payments..."
If the Yan family doesn't mention money, we're still family; but if they do, sorry, we're not close.
Yan Jiecheng continued, "Dad, do you know, it was Fatty who helped us during our most difficult time. After paying your interest, we didn't even have money to buy groceries. It was Fatty who learned about our predicament from Sha Zhu and took the initiative to come to us and give us vegetables and meat on credit, which is why the restaurant didn't have to close down. The most important thing is that he didn't ask for interest!"
After saying that, Yan Jiecheng left without looking back.
The three women wanted to call out to him, but they didn't know how to bring it up.
As for the Third Uncle, his face was ashen, as if he had been scolded by Sha Zhu again.
After a long pause, the third uncle finally spoke slowly: "I called you here today to invite you to a wedding banquet with me tomorrow."
Yan Jiedi, who had been silent since arriving, spoke up: "Whose wedding banquet is this?"
The three women said in an incredulous tone, "Who else could it be? It's Xiao Huaihua's wedding with Fatty's cousin!"
Oh no! As if afraid her children wouldn't want to go, she quickly added, "The wedding will be held at Qili Pavilion."
Upon hearing about Qili Pavilion, the eyes of Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang lit up.
Fatty and his friends' Qili Pavilion is now in a very prestigious position!
In terms of fame, it's almost on par with Cuihualou.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is no exaggeration.
Cuihualou got its name from Dongxinglou, one of the eight famous restaurants in Beijing!
The original manager, chef, and waiters of Dongxinglou Restaurant left together because they were dissatisfied with the domineering and arrogant young master of Dongxinglou Restaurant. They started their own restaurant in Bamiantang.
It opened in 1940, so it's only been 44 years since then.
What's the most talked-about thing about Cuihualou? It's its service.
It can be said that before Qilige existed, Cuihualou had the best service. No matter if you were from any social class or a commoner, as long as you had enough silver dollars, entering Cuihualou would make you feel like a guest of honor.
Um, it's in traditional Chinese characters, so it has to be read from right to left...
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