Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 57 The Third Uncle

Chapter 57 Third Uncle

"Rice wine sounds good, but this wine really doesn't match the delicious dishes on this table!"

Mother Yang smiled, a little embarrassed, took out a kettle, which contained her own rice wine, poured a glass for a few people, and said with a smile: "They are all home-cooked dishes, everyone, let's eat!"

"Come on! Uncle, I'll toast you!" Chen Ming raised his wine glass, toasted Father Yang, and drank the rice wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Okay, okay! Everyone use your chopsticks!" Father Yang took a sip of wine, and greeted everyone to eat with a smile!
As soon as these words came out, everyone finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to move their chopsticks. Chen Ming couldn't bear it long ago, eating was a joy, and Meng Shihan was no different!The chopsticks never stopped.

"Hey! Are you eating?"

An untimely voice sounded, Yang Song looked up, and a familiar person came over, that was his third uncle, his father's third elder brother!

"Third Uncle! You're here!" Yang Song glanced at him lightly, picked up a chopstick and ate the egg.Don't look at him anymore.

Seeing Yang Song's attitude, the third uncle was secretly upset, but he couldn't bear it when he thought of his coming here.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw the bottle of Moutai on the table, and his eyes lit up immediately!Speed ​​up two steps, walk to the side of Moutai, hold it in your hand and look at it.

"20-year-old Moutai, this is a good wine! Good stuff! Fourth brother, when did you get such a good wine?"

Father Yang's face was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what he was doing here at this time, but he still gave a dry laugh and stood up, "Brother, what are you doing here? What's the matter?"

"Ah! There are some things!" The third uncle remembered that there was something to do here. He wanted to put the Moutai down, but he was reluctant, so he held the toy in his hand and said, "Amin came here today and said that you won't give money. Fourth brother! We agreed to pay back [-] at the beginning of each month, and it will be clear at the end of the year. You have delayed it for half a month, and it is difficult for me to do it!"

While talking, he kept looking at the Moutai in his hand, thought for a while, and greedily said: "Let's do this! Originally, you had to pay me back one thousand this month, but you only gave me one thousand at the beginning of the month. After all, we are relatives." Brother, I'll take this bottle of wine back, and forget about the 1000 yuan left over this month! Isn't it! Brothers have to settle accounts, that's it, I won't disturb you for dinner, I'll go first!"

Sanbo took the wine and was about to leave in a happy mood, afraid that they would repent, Yang Song couldn't sit still, so he stood up and said coldly: "Stop!"

"Huh? Xiaosong, do you have something else to do?" The third uncle turned around in displeasure, but gripped the Moutai even tighter.

Yang Song sneered, and said: "This bottle of wine costs at least 2 yuan. It's inappropriate for you to take it away like this. It's no problem if you want to take it away. I'll give you a family price, Chen Ming, How much is this bottle of wine?"

Chen Ming was gnawing on the chicken paws in full swing at this time, it's not that he doesn't care about this matter, but I believe Yang Song can handle this matter well, isn't it just tens of thousands of dollars?Yang Song has tens of thousands of dollars in the account a day, and now Yang Song called himself, and quickly spit out the chicken feet.

"I remember that bottle of wine was bought by Mr. Zhou as a gift to my dad. At that time, it was said that it was bought for 3 yuan! The family has kept it for a few years, and now it costs about 4 yuan? It is said to be a limited edition! The whole country Five hundred bottles, one bottle less for drinking!"

After Yang Song finished listening, he smiled slightly, looked at the third uncle, and said lightly: "4 yuan is not that much to me, so I will charge you [-] yuan! Didn't you say that your brother will settle accounts? What do you think?"

Hearing what Yang Song said, the third uncle's face was extremely dark. He knew that the price of the wine was expensive, and he thought it was a few thousand dollars, but he didn't expect it to cost more than 3 dollars. Yang Song said it like this now, I'm too embarrassed to take it again.

"Oh, Xiaosong! We are all one family, so we know what to do? Isn't it just a bottle of wine? So stingy? Even the third uncle is not willing to give it?" Although the third uncle said so, the wine in his hand The bottle was held tighter.

"You can't say that. If you agree, then it will be assumed that my father has already paid you 3 yuan. I will take another step back. If 3 yuan is paid, it means that my father still owes you [-] yuan. How about it?" ?” Yang Song slowly walked up to the third uncle.

Father Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted, "Xiao Song, why are you talking to your third uncle!"

"One thing to say!" Meng Shihan also stood up at this time, and said with a sneer: "Uncle Yang's work with you has caused danger. You didn't pay the medical expenses, but only gave you 2 yuan. Isn't that justified?"

"It's your turn to intervene in our family's affairs!" The third uncle was obviously embarrassed, so he could only scold like this.

Seeing Uncle Three say this, although Meng Shihan was dissatisfied, she didn't have the guts to say anything else.

Yang Song didn't care about Uncle Third's face at all, stepped forward, took the bottle of wine from him, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, you can go back first! I owe you the money, come and get it tomorrow! One will not It's your fault!"

"Yang Song you!"

The third uncle was so angry that he couldn't speak, but when he heard Yang Song say to pay back the money, he felt suffocated. He had been thinking about the six acres of paddy fields in the fourth's family for a long time. It's possible, if there is such an opportunity, I will definitely not be able to pay back the money at the end of the year. By then, won't the field be in my hands?

Who knew that Yang Song told himself to pay back the money today, but he still didn't believe that Yang Song could come up with so much money, so he snorted coldly and left a word.

"Well, tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, I'll come over to get the money. If you don't have any money, just use your rice fields to pay off the debt!"

After finishing speaking, the third uncle left!It left Yang Song's family with an angry back.

After the third uncle left, everyone started to get together for dinner. Father Yang sighed and said, "Xiaosong! What were you talking about just now? Even if you made some money, how could there be tens of thousands of dollars?" Money!"

Hearing this, Chen Ming burst out laughing, and said cheerfully, "Uncle, are you worried that Yang Song has no money? Let me tell you, he is a small landlord now! He is rich!"

"That's right! Now in the entire Los Angeles city, I don't think anyone in his generation can make that much money!" Meng Shihan replied with a smile.

Yang Song didn't care, thought for a while, and told Chen Ming: "Chen Ming, you take Meng Shihan to live in the town tonight, there is a nice hotel over there, come here before ten o'clock tomorrow morning, take 50 Give it to me!"

(End of this chapter)