Xu Zheng was moved and hummed: "Cousin, you must stay at home for a few more days!"

Shi Sangluo probably scared him with a terrible face: "I'll stay at home for a few more days, I have to catch your homework myself."

"Ah..." Xu Zheng's spirit that had just been excited suddenly became weak.

My cousin couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Breaking a bright future! Your cousin is at H University, the top five key universities in the country! With her tutoring you, you can burn high incense! You still think this and that."

Shi Sangluo smiled and said, "Hey, cousin, don't praise me. I have been graduating from junior high school for ten years and have forgotten many knowledge points. Maybe I'm not as good as Xiaozheng."

"Hahaha, you kid, Jing will be modest. Xiao Zheng, do you have to study hard with your cousin, do you know?"

Xu Zheng bit the bacon in his mouth and said weakly "Oh".

Several people were chatting enthusiastically, and Fu Chengyuan stood aside, waiting for the owner's reply to ask him to come to the table.

My cousin's aunt was more careful and said, "Mr. Fu, then you can sit down and I'll add a pair of bowls and chopsticks to you. But our food is very crude and definitely not as good as the chefs in H City. Don't dislike it."

"No," Fu Chengyuan said immediately: "I have never been here. I don't know the price of the B&B here, and I don't bring much cash. I'll give you these first. If it's not enough, I'll ask the driver to send cash..."

My cousin looked at the thick stack of pink banknotes on the table and almost threw away the wine cups he drank.

That stack of paper money is at least 40,000 to 50,000.

"Why can we use so much? Our self-built house is at most 80 yuan a day. For food... if you eat at home three meals a day, just make up an integer and give it to 100."

Shi Sangluo greeted him before, and his cousin quoted a normal price.

This time it was Fu Chengyuan's turn to be surprised: "...one hundred?"

My cousin thought he thought he was Shi Sangluo's friend and he wanted the same price as outside, which seemed a little too greedy for money, so he immediately changed his words: "Or forget it if it's eighty, you can eat whatever food you want."

Fu Chengyuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, looking at Shi Sangluo.

Fu Chengyuan didn't say anything, and his cousin couldn't tell what was going on now, so he also looked at Shi Sangluo.

"Mr. Fu, your bowls and chopsticks," cousin's aunt put a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table: "It's all new, no one has used them. I just scalded them with boiling water."

Fu Chengyuan felt very sad: "One hundred is too cheap, you can take this money."

"How can this work? Aren't we a black shop here? No, no, absolutely not..."

"Let's do this." Shi Sangluo suddenly spoke.

Everyone at the table looked at her and waited for her to speak.

Shi Sangluo said: "Cousin, do you know who else in the village has better persimmon cakes? Buy all the money into persimmon cakes and bring them back to Mr. Fu."

My cousin's aunt said: "But so much money, even if you pick all the persimmons in the village and make them into persimmon cakes, you won't be able to use that much."

"Then let's see if there are any other specialties, mountain products, just buy enough money,... This bacon is good, you can buy more."

After hearing this, Fu Chengyuan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, buy specialties, you can do any specialties."

My cousin hesitated for a moment, looked at him with his cousin, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll go to various villages in the afternoon and buy everything I can."

My cousin said, "This is all a matter of time. Let's have a meal soon, it will be cold in a while."

Shi Sangluo took advantage of his uncle's attention and picked up a chopstick of bacon for Xu Zheng. Xu Zheng's mouth was filled with oil. His eyes looked at her as if he looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva again.

My cousin's aunt was closest to Fu Chengyuan and greeted him, "Mr. Fu, eat quickly."

"Oh, OK."

Seeing that he still didn't move his chopsticks, my cousin's aunt suddenly remembered: "By the way, do people in your big cities pay attention to using public chopsticks? I'll get it now."

"Don't be busy with your aunt. We just ate the dishes, and it's too late to use public chopsticks now."

"Then... how many dishes will I go and cook again?"

Shi Sangluo took action directly and also put a few pieces of bacon in Fu Chengyuan's bowl: "Try it, it's all smoked bacon from your own home. If it tastes delicious, you can bring more back."

"Oh, OK."

Fu Chengyuan finally picked up the chopsticks, ate a piece of bacon, and nodded repeatedly: "Well, it's really delicious."

"My cousin's aunt has good skills, so you can try other dishes too."

"……well."

Fu Chengyuan ate several other dishes, ate each of them and praised them repeatedly.

Seeing his food happily, his cousin and aunt slowly took off his restraint.

My cousin asked, "Mr. Fu, if it suits your taste, eat more."

"It's very compatible."

My cousin asked, "Do you...drink? Let's have some?"
Chapter completed!