Ling Daren was holding the money on his body and twisting his fingers. He couldn't calculate it for a while, so he chased Ling Yun and asked, "Son, guess how much silver we earned today?"
"Dad, haven't you heard that wealth should not be exposed? If you take out your money and count it on the street, aren't you afraid of meeting bad people and having bad thoughts? Then..." Ling Yun looked at Ling Daren who was counting the money and said with a smile.
"Yes, I have to hide it better so that no one can see my evil thoughts." Ling Daren looked around and carefully placed his wallet on his chest.
"Son, how much money did we make today?" Ling Daren was obsessed with wanting to know how much money this heavy bag of money was.
"21.7 Liang." Ling Yun said with a faint smile.
"21.7 Liang? Why did you calculate it wrong with me? Could it be that I calculated it wrong again?" Ling Daren muttered to himself and wanted to take out the money and calculate it again.
"The price of selling the stroller is 21.7 taels, and the total amount including the reservation is 25.7 taels."
"Oh, daddy, why are my calculations always wrong? My son is really smart." Ling Daren suddenly realized it and grinned stupidly.
"Son, what are we going to do with so much money?" Ling Daren held the money in his chest and said to himself.
"Dad, now is not the time to think about such things." Ling Yun looked at him as if he had never seen the world before and rolled his eyes weakly.
"Yes, yes, let's go home quickly and tell your grandpa and the others about this. I think they will definitely laugh from ear to ear when they find out."
"Dad, are you hungry?" Ling Yunxian glanced at him, touched his shriveled belly, and whispered.
"I'm not hungry. Dad will be hungry when he has so much money. You don't know how nervous and excited he was when he was picking up the money..." Ling Daren was unparalleled. Before he could finish his words, his stomach was not full.
"Cuckoo" sounded in a spirit of success.
Ling Yun looked at him with a smile without saying a word.
"Son, why don't we fill our stomachs first?" Ling Daren smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
"Let's go..." I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to have such an unreliable father on the stall.
The two of them walked on the street, and Ling Yun looked at the various shops on the street, which were full of beautiful things.
There were a lot of pedestrians on the street. Although they didn't rub shoulders, it was very lively.
There were many people wearing silk and satin, and the dashing young men even brought their servants.
Even the hawkers doing business are in good spirits.
Compared with it, the town seems a bit petty and far from the prosperity of the county.
Although this is Ling Yun's first time here, Ling Daren is not. He has been here two or three times this year looking for part-time workers.
Although it is far from familiar, there is no problem in finding a restaurant to eat.
"Dad, are you going to take me to eat noodles again?" Ling Yun asked in disbelief as he watched his father bring him to a noodle shop and stop.
"Yes, son, is there something wrong with eating noodles?" Ling Daren didn't know why his son was always worried about eating noodles. Is there anything wrong with eating noodles?
He felt that being able to eat noodles was already a good treatment. It would be a wonderful thing if he could eat noodles every day.
"Dad, think about it, we made so much money today, even if we have a good meal, we don't even need a few taels of silver. Besides, we only eat ordinary food. We rarely go out, so we can't always eat noodles?"
It didn’t matter if I didn’t have money to eat noodles in the past. Now that I’ve made so much money, I still have to have a good meal no matter what.
With the money I earned today, I am still able to go to flower houses and enjoy the night and the wine. Now you are bringing me here to eat noodles that cost less than ten cents?
He kept saying that this was normal.
what?
Is this normal? Where is normal?
Ling Yun stared straight at him, but Ling Daren turned a blind eye.
Doesn't your conscience hurt?
Ling Yun's eyes turned white, and ten thousand questions floated through his mind.
…
"Son, if you don't like this one, let's find another one." Seeing his son's reluctance, Ling Daren suggested in a low voice.
"Okay, dad, you're the best. Let's switch to another one now."
A minute later, Ling Yun lowered his hands and looked at Ling Daren with a smile on his face in astonishment, his eyes filled with despair.
"Son, what's wrong with you?" Upon discovering his son's abnormality, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.
"Dad, when you said you want to change to another restaurant, do you want to change to this one?" Ling Yun pointed at Zhao's Noodle House and gritted his teeth.
"Yes, son, what's the problem with this? Didn't you just say you didn't like that restaurant, so dad brought you to this one. Don't tell me, son, the soup noodles in this Zhao's Noodle House are definitely the best in Lingshan County.
It’s a unique experience that leaves people with endless aftertaste after eating it!”
Ling Daren introduced him endlessly, but Ling Yun couldn't listen to a word. At this moment, he wanted to die.
He just wants to eat delicious food. What's wrong with him?
Besides, his demands were not high, so since such a small wish could not be fulfilled, he kept complaining about his father in his heart.
"Dad, since you said it's so delicious, if not, you can taste it here. You give your son a few taels of silver, and I'll go somewhere else and eat as much as I want. What do you think?"
"Son, let alone whether the food here is delicious elsewhere, you are just a little person with a few taels of silver in your pocket. Do you think the pickpockets on the street will let you go? Be careful of trying to make money or kill someone.
!" Ling Daren looked him up and down, smiling harmlessly, as if it were real.
When Ling Daren heard that his son wanted money, it was okay.
Want money? Impossible, absolutely impossible.
When Ling Yun heard the words seeking wealth and killing, he was immediately frightened and cautiously watched the passers-by around him, wondering who the bad guy was.
"Hey, do you want to eat? If you don't want to eat, don't stand in the way. We are still open for business."
Ling Yun heard someone talking and his body trembled. He looked up and saw that it was the waiter from the noodle shop and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Daren looked at his cautious look and looked at him with a smile. He knew that he was being tricked by his father, and he felt awkward all of a sudden.
Demo, you know how awesome dad is, right?
Now let’s see how you still underestimate me, hehe!
"Eat, why don't you eat? Give me two bowls of the most expensive noodles." When Ling Yun heard this, he felt that the waiter was mean and looked down upon others.
That's okay, so he shouted loudly to cheer himself up and at the same time scare the waiter.
Unexpectedly, the waiter didn't even look at him and shouted as he walked in, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles."
Eating a bowl of noodles, Ling Daren touched his slightly bulging belly and showed a satisfied smile.
"Son, let's go."
After saying that, he stood up and left the noodle shop, while Ling Yun followed him in despair.
"Shaobing, hot Shaobing..."
On the street, vendors were shouting loudly, and Ling Yun was upset by the noisy voices.
"Son, these sesame cakes are good, let's... let's have one each." Ling Daren's eyes lit up as he looked at the steaming sesame cakes.
"Give."
"Two more."
Ling Yun bit into the sesame seed cake fiercely, chewing it one bite at a time, intentionally or unintentionally speaking to Ling Daren, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction.
However, the latter didn't seem to notice anything strange about him. He ate the steaming hot biscuits in his hands and didn't forget to suck on his fingers after eating.
"Baozi, delicious meat buns..."
"Son, these buns are delicious. Dad has eaten them. Here." Ling Daren had bought two meat buns. When he heard they were meat buns, Ling Yun immediately became energetic.
When I took a bite, I felt the taste of meat, "Dad, here are two more."
"Two more meat buns, come and give them to my son."
"Son, dad didn't lie to you, did he? Your dad and I can often visit people in the county. I know all about the delicious food here." Ling Daren saw Ling Yun gobbling up the buns and boasting next to him.
"Hiccup." Ling Yun burped after eating three buns in a row. He felt satisfied and touched his bulging belly.
"Roast chicken, delicious roast chicken..."
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"Son, this roast chicken is a specialty in the county. Try it quickly."
"Son, why don't you eat? Do you have no appetite?" Ling Daren looked at Ling Yun holding the chicken drumstick in his hand and kept swallowing. He took a bite but nothing happened.
"Son, why don't you eat it? Doesn't it taste good? It shouldn't be. Daddy tastes very delicious."
"Son, are you full?" He looked at Ling Yun who kept hiccupping.
Then he bought a bowl of soup nearby and let Ling Yun take a few sips to stop the hiccups.
Ling Yun now wanted to die. He had stuffed himself with steamed buns just now. Facing the fragrant roast chicken, he wanted to eat but couldn't hold it in, not eating but couldn't put it down. He gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Son, if you don't like this roast chicken, give it to dad and don't waste it."
Ling Daren wolfed down the whole roast chicken in a short while, staring longingly at the half chicken drumstick in Ling Yun's hand.
Ling Yun was suffocating in his heart, turned his head to the side, and went out to see him, out of sight and out of mind.
Unexpectedly, Ling Daren didn't feel his dissatisfaction at all. He squatted and staggered in front of him, looking at the chicken legs in his hand with bright eyes, as if he would not stop until he achieved his goal.
"Give it to you!" After all, I am an adult. After thinking about it, I might as well forget it. I want to have a broad mind and a belly that can support a boat.
Although my heart was bleeding, I still gave him the chicken legs.
"Dad, we made so much money today, let's buy some things to take home as a surprise for my mother and the others." Ling Yun said weakly with a look of complaint on his face.
"That's right, dad almost forgot. He wanted to bring delicious food to your mother." After hearing his words, Ling Da nodded in agreement.
"Boss, give me two of these roast chickens."
“I’d like some meat buns, too, and sesame seed pancakes are also good.”
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After a while, Ling Daren saw that he was carrying a lot of food, saying it was for his mother. Ling Yun always felt that something was strange. When did his father become so generous?
"By the way, son, let's go buy you some gadgets to make her happy." She said, holding his hand and leaving.
Half an hour later, panting and carrying large bags of things, the two of them arrived at the location of Uncle Zhou's oxcart.
Uncle Zhou saw the two people sweating profusely and carrying a large bundle of things on their backs, and exclaimed: "Oh Daren, it's not a holiday today, how can you bring so many things?"
"Hahahaha, Uncle Zhou, I feel really comfortable today. Come and eat some meat buns, they are so delicious." Faced with Uncle Zhou's question, Ling Daren burst into laughter.
"Oh? But what happened?" Old Uncle Zhou took the meat buns.
"Today is really happy, really happy. All the strollers I brought out have been sold. Don't you think you are not satisfied with the results?"
"Oh! I am Brother Dashan, and my craftsmanship is one of the best in the ten miles and eight towns. The things I make will be a big hit, as expected." Hearing Ling Daren laugh out loud and give him a meat bun, he immediately started to compliment him.
"Yes, yes, thanks to my father's craftsmanship." Ling Daren couldn't help but sigh. He never thought that the weird-looking gadgets could be so valuable.
In this way, Ling Daren, who was proud of his youth, chatted and laughed with Old Man Zhou.
Ling Yun sighed secretly, as expected, money makes people confident. Seeing his father's complacent look, Ling Yun lay in the car and shook his head, with mixed feelings!