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Chapter 9 Then give me a tomahawk steak, thank you!

These words made Jiang Fan think of a classic saying he once read:
There are actually three types of death.

For the first time, your heart stops, your breath dies, and you are declared biologically dead.

The second time, when you are buried and people come to your funeral in black, they declare you no longer exist in this society.And you will no longer miss the world, or suffer in the underworld, or be reincarnated, or exist in some form.

The third time is the last person in this world who remembers you and forgets you, so you really die, and the whole universe is no longer related to you.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Master, doesn't that mean that as long as we don't die, they won't really be lost?"

Hearing that Uncle Jiu was stunned, he was silent for a long time, until he put all the banknotes into the cauldron, and then glared at Jiang Fan angrily: "Talk more if you can, you think we will live forever."

Jiang Fan sneered, not to mention, he really wanted to live forever.

People still have dreams after all, what if they come true?
Besides, no one stipulates that salted fish cannot turn over, right?
"By the way, you and Qiu Sheng will clean up later. Boss Qian said it depends on Feng Shui, so be smart."

Before leaving, Uncle Jiu said to Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng.

"Wow, Boss Qian's Kai is very rich. The master's intention is to let us give him bloodletting!"

Qiu Sheng's face brightened, he winked at Jiang Fan and said with a smile.

Jiang Fan smiled wryly. Thinking of Qiu Sheng's bloodletting, he felt bad all over.

Are you bleeding?
It is clear that he has dug out his heart, liver, spleen, spleen and kidneys. Does this mean his life?

"What bloodletting, don't make your master say that you are the same as the bandit leader. Now that the price of goods has risen, it is a symbolic charge, and you will pay back your money."

Uncle Jiu directly corrected Qiu Sheng's words face to face. After hearing this, Qiu Sheng nodded obediently, and started laughing secretly again when Uncle Jiu was not paying attention, as if Boss Qian was a big greasy piece of fat.

"Wen Cai, it's your turn to burn it. With so many banknotes, I guess you can only see this once in your life."

As Qiusheng said, he handed the burning paper stick to Jiang Fan and said.

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "If you like it, I'll burn more for you in the future, nothing else, this paper money is enough."

"Get lost." Qiu Sheng cursed angrily.

……

As one of the richest people in Renjia Town, the Qian family's western restaurant is not much worse than that of Ren's family.

Although Jiang Fan seldom goes to western restaurants, he has been impressed by what he has seen and seen. Boss Qian’s western restaurant is close to the modern style both in terms of floor space and decoration style. It can be described as high-end and elegant. Not too much.

If you don't believe me, just look at the shocked expressions on Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng's eyes when they first entered the western restaurant. The first time they came, they were amazed by the beauty of the western restaurant, and they stayed where they were, not knowing what to do.

"Wow."

Qiu Sheng exclaimed, first surprised then respected.

"Calm down, don't embarrass me." Uncle Jiu said to Qiu Sheng in time, his eyes turned around, searching for Boss Qian.

"Strange, why is Wen Cai so calm?"

Uncle Jiu caught a glimpse of Jiang Fan with a calm face from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart. Even Jiang Fan was calmer than him, no, we must not pretend that he has never seen the world. After a while, Uncle Jiu adjusted his state, The anxiety on his face disappeared.

"Excuse me."

At this time, a woman in a white dress came gracefully and greeted the three of Uncle Jiu.

"Hello."

When Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai were still at a loss, Jiang Fan replied politely.

"May I ask if there are three?"

The woman was a little surprised by Jiang Fan's performance, but when she saw Jiang Fan's appearance, she felt annoyed and asked immediately.

"Hey, there were originally three, but adding you makes it four."

Qiu Sheng chuckled, like a wild dog with a surge of hormones.

A trace of disdain flashed in the woman's eyes, but at this moment Uncle Jiu explained: "We are Boss Qian who invited us to come and see Feng Shui."

On the other side, Boss Qian, who was chatting with Shi Jian, heard the commotion, apologized to Shi Jian, came to the door, smiled at Uncle Jiu, and said, "Uncle Jiu is here."

Uncle Jiu nodded and called, "Master Qian."

"Haha, by the way, Uncle Jiu, this is my daughter Mary, not only is she capable, but she doesn't need to be paid, haha..."

Boss Qian pointed to the woman and said, after a brief introduction, Boss Qian asked Mary to greet Uncle Jiu for a drink first.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Fan felt a little familiar, and soon remembered that this was the most famous coffee-drinking incident in the world of Uncle Jiu, and it was just a different place.

"Boss Qian is indeed rich."

Qiu Sheng followed Uncle Jiu and said in a low voice.

"However, his daughter is really beautiful."

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Sheng shifted his gaze from the western restaurant to Boss Qian's daughter Mary. Jiang Fan beside him couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly when he heard Qiu Sheng's words.

"Wake up, Qiu Sheng, all your belongings are not as good as other people's pocket money."

Patting Qiusheng on the shoulder, Jiang Fan smiled.

The taste of Qiusheng still needs to be improved!
"What would you three drink?" Mary asked.

Because it's the first time here, Uncle Jiu and the three of them have made inquiries, and they said in turn: "Coffee, cocoa, milk tea."

Hearing the tastes of the three, Mary frowned, snorted softly, and turned to leave.

"Master, the uncle is here too."

While Mary was preparing tea, Jiang Fan moved to Uncle Jiu, pointed at Shi Jian who was talking to Boss Qian, and said.

"This Boss Qian is really careful and careful. After looking for our master, he even looked for the uncle." Qiu Sheng vented his dissatisfaction.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Shi Jian, took a sip of his coffee, and with an expression of enjoyment on his face, he praised: "Warui is enough!"

Soon, the drinks ordered by the three of them were served. At this time, Boss Qian and Shi Jian also chatted about the same, got up and came to the table.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's poor foreign language, Boss Qian smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Jiu, the Langji here is better. Hey Mary, I want sirloin, what do you three want?"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan looked at a group of Uncle Jiu with a calm face, but in fact he was flustered. Uncle Jiu had obviously never heard of sirloin steak. After thinking for a moment, he was about to take out his compass to see where he was. In the end, I heard Jiang Fan say, "Does Philip have it?"

As soon as the words came out, Mary behind Boss Qian gave Jiang Fan a surprised look, and even Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng turned their eyes to Jiang Fan, their eyes widened as if they were meeting Jiang Fan for the first time.

After looking at Boss Qian, Mary nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Oh, then, give me a tomahawk steak, thank you!"

Jiang Fan picked up the milk tea and said something lightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face as he spoke. This expression matched Jiang Fan's face, and it looked like he deserved a beating.

(End of this chapter)