Chapter 159 Boring vacation, women have nothing (Part 1)
“Trumpchi GS8 is not cheap.”
Su Yuan's voice came from behind, and his hot breath followed him along with the scent of noodles.
"This is the supreme version, and it costs 260,000 to 70,000 yuan."
Su Xiaomu answered honestly, "I don't understand either. Anyway, the price at the 4S store in Yangcheng is 3,500, and it also comes with three years and 50,000 kilometers of basic maintenance at the 4S store in another place."
Su Yuan: "..."
Get used to it. Get used to it.
"Eat it, put two poached eggs on it." Su Yuan placed his face in front of Su Xiaomu, sat down opposite Su Xiaomu, and stopped talking.
Su Xiaomu took the chopsticks and kneaded them. The steaming heat was mixed with the unique aroma of oil at home. Compared with Su Ho's increasingly better cooking skills, Su Yuan was really only at home cooking level.
Although there is no causal relationship between the level of cooking skills and diligence, Soho is getting better and better day by day, and in the old Su family, only Comrade Su Yuan can barely do it.
But when it comes to the duration of the war, Comrade Su Yuan estimated that it was ten times that of Su Ho.
Su Ho, who was born with countless golden keys, had never been in the kitchen since he was a child, and the matter of adding rice had only just begun.
As for Cheng Qianwei's cooking skills... she can eat it anyway.
When she really had no choice, Su Xiaomu chose to cook by herself.
"The food at home tastes better." Su Xiaomu sighed sincerely. "You really can't get such delicious noodles outside!"
In the blink of an eye, Su Ho, who had worked hard to improve his cooking skills, was thrown to Java.
I don't know if Su Ho over there might sneeze a few times.
"Baby, let's talk while we eat." Cheng Qianwei was clearly in a lively conversation, and planned to dig out all the roots with a hoe.
Su Xiaomu nodded nonchalantly while holding the noodles.
Anyway, for him, explaining this kind of thing is just casual talk. The things are all true. Except for using a little rhetorical technique, there is no difference.
"What is the algorithm you are talking about? The major you chose in college was computer science, right? I remember?" Cheng Qianwei didn't understand these terms very well.
Su Xiaomu explained while eating, "That's right. Algorithms are also a compulsory subject for computer science majors. Their main function is probably equivalent to laying the foundation for software programs. The programming process is equivalent to building a house on this foundation." 1
"The stability and future development trend of a house generally depend on the firmness and excellence of the foundation."
“So, the more thoughtful the algorithm is, the better the software program will be.”
"I said this, can you understand me?"
Cheng Qianwei nodded, "I understand. What you mean is that you are talented in algorithms, so the program you designed is better than others and you can exchange money?"
Su Xiaomu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's it. Didn't I go to Nanning and Shanghai to participate in competitions, which competed on algorithm design capabilities, and I will go to Peking University for the finals next year."
"Did you come first in the competition?" Cheng Qianwei continued to ask.
"No, second place. Because it was my first time to fly, I was very uncomfortable and didn't perform well. Alas, things like airplanes are really..." Su Xiaomu let out a long sigh.
I finished the last piece of noodles in the bowl and sucked it into my mouth.
Take a long breath and feel relaxed physically and mentally.
"Did the number one attend the summit just now?" Cheng Qianwei asked again.
Su Xiaomu answered simply and directly, "No, Mom, stop beating around the bush, I'll tell the truth. I earned a total of one million. I sold a program several times to companies in need. The remaining money was
I'll transfer it to Dad's card tomorrow."
As he said this, Su Xiaomu almost shed tears. He put his right hand into his pocket and gently stroked the five-dollar note that had accompanied him through the autumn and winter.
Me, the four-pigeon killer.
I am handsome.
I don't have any feelings.
Also, don’t get money.
Cheng Qianwei glanced at Su Xiaomu with strange eyes, "Baby, are you sure you've earned as much as one million?"
Su Xiaomu thought for a moment and gave an example.
"In fact, many people are making money very quickly nowadays. I heard that some Internet article authors said in interviews that their monthly income was six to seven hundred thousand."
"Algorithms are still considered high-tech. This summit is relatively high-end, and the speakers are all billionaires."
Cheng Qianwei reluctantly accepted it and planned to check Baidu soon.
Don’t think that we rural people don’t understand these things!
Su Xiaomu looked at Su Yuan sitting opposite, and suddenly remembered Su Ho's advice.
"Abba, I gave you the car key just now. It is a temporary license plate and needs to be replaced with our local license plate. There are two cards in the sun visor above the driver's seat, one is a fuel card and the other is a maintenance card."
"If you go to a Sinopec gas station and convert your fuel card to a registered card, you will get points, which is universal across the country; the maintenance card is universal for Trumpchi 4S stores in Hu#nan Province."
Su Yuan: "..."
"oh."
After that, Su Xiaomu, who had been driving for more than 7 hours, said he had brought a gift, then went upstairs, threw himself on the familiar bed at home, and fell asleep.
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The next morning, Su Xiaomu was not woken up by the biological clock, but by the continuous sound of firecrackers.
According to Jiyang custom, once a family buys a new car, three or four relatives and friends from the neighborhood will hang out firecrackers.
It means congratulations, etc.
The host will treat everyone to a meal, either at home or in a restaurant.
Of course, as far as Jiyang is concerned, there is no place that can be called a restaurant even 15 kilometers away.
Therefore, generally speaking, people will slaughter chickens and ducks at their own homes to have a lively meal.
When the whip sounded, Su Xiaomu didn't know that his boring vacation had just begun...
When Su Xiaomu was sleeping soundly, the nearest family from the neighborhood came to Su Xiaomu's house, carrying a long firecracker, which was said to have 50,000 firecrackers.
After the crackling sound, Su Yuan led the person into the house.
"..."
After a few flattering greetings, Su Yuan Beier proudly pointed at Su Xiaomu, who was staring in fascination and rubbing his eyes.
"I bought the car!"
"I also bought a lot of things. I'll bring you one when I leave later."
"I'm going to be really good at college... blah blah blah."
Then Su Xiaomu was pulled over and called uncle, shyly, honestly, ordinary, unremarkable, sleepy.
"Ah, Xiaomu Yazi is really promising when he goes to college. I have long seen that you are special. You have been good at studying since childhood and listen to everything the family says. Unlike my second child, who doesn't even study...Bara Bala
.”
Su Xiaomu said quickly, "Boss, Eryaozi is not what you said. He is very powerful. I am just a blind cat catching mice."
There is nothing wrong with flattering, and building a harmonious neighborhood requires learning skills.
If that's the case, it's just a less than satisfactory start to the holiday...
However, the repetitive operations day after day made Su Xiaomu look at the blue sky and remain silent for a long time.
There are no boring holidays for women, no women, nothing at all!
1: I just said it casually, I don’t know either.
The first update, I think it’s the third update today. Anyway, the author doesn’t have the freedom to get off work.
