It just said that the old streets would be renovated and renovated, but there was no specific date yet. Many shops were still open for business after the seventh day of the first lunar month.
Li's hotpot restaurant is still open for the time being. However, business has been slow since its opening last year. There are only three or four tables of customers these nights, which is barely enough to survive.
Business is quiet and there is more free time. Liu Liang was hiding in another box with other guys to play cards, and when someone needed to be cleaned, no one was there. Li Jianping became annoyed, walked to the box over there, kicked open the box door, and the room was full of people. The smoke was lingering and a little smoky, and four people were playing cards.
"You two are just lazy if you don't do your own thing. If this continues, I'm going to resign." Li Jianping had a dark face and looked very unhappy.
The other three hurriedly threw away the cards in their hands and went out without saying a word. Liu Liang quickly stopped one of them: "You still owe me two yuan. Once you pay off, you can leave."
Li Jianping got angry and yelled at Liu Liang: "Liu Liang, if you don't obey the management, pack your things and get out tomorrow. My small temple cannot accommodate a big Bodhisattva like you."
Liu Liang saw his cousin getting angry and hurriedly tried to please him: "Brother Ping, don't be angry. Calm down your anger. It's not a big deal."
"All I ask is that you don't cause trouble for me and stay at peace with me."
Liu Liang looked pleased.
When Li Jianping heard that a guest was coming, he temporarily let Liu Liang go.
But I saw five or six well-dressed men arriving. I thought they must be some important people, so they hurriedly stepped forward to greet them personally: "How many guests are there? There is a private box here, please sit inside!"
Li Jianping opened a private room, and the guys hurried over to serve tea and fruits. Li Jianping handed over the menu and strongly recommended the store's signature dishes. One of the men in a Chinese tunic suit took the initiative and ordered dishes for the others. He ordered a dozen dishes in total, only two vegetarian dishes, and the others were all expensive specialties and signature dishes. Then he ordered several more bottles of wine.
In the few days since it opened after the Chinese New Year, I finally received a good order. With a smile on his face, Li Jianping took the menu to the kitchen and asked people to prepare the dishes.
When Liu Chunzhi saw that several bottles of good wine had been sold, her mood improved and she whispered to Li Minghua, "It would be great if we could have customers like this every day."
Li Minghua said: "You can dream."
Li Jianping carefully served this guest and asked Yang Cheng to guard the guest outside the box and be there at his call. Gradually, the laughter and punching sounds came out from the box over there, and the enthusiasm was high. On the way, a short and fat man came out for convenience. He went to the toilet and did not come out for a long time. Li Jianping was afraid of something happening, so he had to go to the toilet and knock on the door. The short, fat man was already six or seven points drunk, and his stomach felt uncomfortable. He vomited in the sink. Li Jianping handed over a roll at the right time. He looked at the white toilet paper and said with concern: "Sir, are you okay?"
After vomiting, Luo Heng felt a little better. Li Jianping poured another large glass of boiled water for Luo Heng to rinse his mouth. Luo Heng did not go back to the box immediately, but sat down in the lobby to rest for a while.
Li Jianping had seen such guests many times, so he was used to them.
Luo Heng looked at the decoration of this hot pot restaurant, and saw the carved doors and windows, as well as the gauze-covered palace lanterns, which were very antique and charming.
"Your store seems a bit interesting in this small county."
When Luo Heng opened his mouth, he spoke a bit awkwardly in Mandarin, and it was obvious that he was not a local.
Li Jianping smiled gently and said: "Hey, we don't understand either. We just did it casually, but we spent a lot of money on the decoration."
Luo Heng looked around, and finally his eyes were attracted by the huge "Night Banquet Picture" on the wall. He walked to the painting, adjusted his glasses, and looked at it silently for a long time, and finally Full of excitement, he said: "What a painting! What a painting! By the way, boss, will this painting in your shop sell?"
Li Jianping was dumbfounded. Someone wanted to buy the painting on the wall? This was the first time he met such a customer after opening the store for so long. He said a little embarrassedly: "This is a painting by my sister. It was originally used to decorate the store. Why do you want to buy it?"
"It's a good painting, worth collecting. Please give me a price." Luo Heng's face was full of joy, and he admired the painting extremely.
Li Jianping thought to himself, does this person really want to buy it? The painting belonged to Li Wei, so he had to call her and ask her what she meant. Li Jianping hurriedly said to Luo Heng: "Sir, this painting was painted by my sister. If you want to sell it, you have to ask her what she means. Just wait, I'll give it to you." Give her a call and ask her to come over, and you can talk to her in person." Li Jianping expressed that he was unwilling to make the decision.
Although Luo Heng had drunk, his mind was still clear and he nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll wait."
Li Minghua, who was settling accounts in the background, was stunned when he heard the two people talking. He had already picked up the phone and dialed home.
"Weiwei, there's something going on in the store, please come over quickly." Li Minghua said briefly and then hung up.
Li Jianping said hurriedly: "I'll ride my motorcycle to pick her up."
Li Wei hung up the phone and was a little confused as to what happened in the store. She put on a thick coat, combed her hair, put on gloves and went downstairs to go to the carport to push the cart.
As soon as she walked out of the gate of the community, she saw that her elder brother had already returned on a motorcycle.
"Weiwei, you can take my car there."
Li Wei got on the back seat of the motorcycle, held Li Jianping's clothes tightly, and said worriedly: "Brother, what happened in the store? Dad didn't say anything unnecessary on the phone and just let me go."
Li Jianping smiled and said: "Hey, that's a good thing. Someone is interested in your painting and wants to buy it. I said it was your painting and asked that person to talk to you in person."
It was a big surprise to Li Wei.
The brother and sister quickly returned to the store, and Luo Heng was still waiting in the lobby. Li Jianping brought his sister to Luo Heng and said with a gentle smile: "Sir, this is my sister. She painted the painting. You can discuss it with her."
Luo Heng glanced at Li Wei with disbelief, shook his head and said, "Are you kidding me? This little girl is too old to draw such a wonderful painting?"
Li Wei pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Thanks to Mr.'s kindness, this "Night Banquet Picture" was indeed written by my little girl."
Forget it, it doesn't matter whether it was painted by her or not. Luo Heng had only one idea. He wanted to get this painting, so he asked directly: "Please give me a price."
"Do you really want to buy it?"
Luo Heng said: "Of course it is true, are you reluctant to let it go?"
Li Wei put a lot of thought into this painting, and she never thought that anyone would buy her painting, but now it happened to be such an opportunity. Li Wei thought about it for a while before saying: "Sir, if you really want to buy it, , then please quote a price first.”
The other three people from the Li family looked this way, and they were all shocked. Is Li Wei's painting really that good
(End of this chapter)