Great Power Army Reclamation

Chapter 2559 Hand-held Rice

The fat father raised his baton and threatened: "If you continue to make trouble like this, I will be rude to you!"

Before he finished speaking, the door was kicked open from the outside. Yang San walked in. Seeing this scene, his eyes turned red and he kicked the fat father several times.

The fat father saw someone dare to hit him in his own territory? He reached out for a gun and was quickly controlled.

It was not until this time that he saw who hit him? He was so scared that he trembled.

Yang San personally opened Liu Qinghua's handcuffs and apologized with a guilty face.

"Grandpa Liu, I came late and made you suffer."

Liu Qinghua shook his head: "I'm fine, but Tom didn't kill people intentionally, he was self-defense!"

Yang San naturally understood the course of events, but as a newly established country ruled by law, he naturally couldn't simply and rudely let people go.

Although it would be fine if he released them, as the prime minister, he naturally had to maintain the fairness and justice of the law, otherwise who would take the law seriously?

So, he could only explain it to Liu Qinghua.

Liu Qinghua could naturally understand Yang San's difficulties. After all, he had been a leader for most of his life, and he agreed with his approach.

Yang San wanted to send Liu Qinghua to the hotel to rest, but he refused. What he was most worried about at the moment was Tom's shop, which was where the family depended on for survival.

When he arrived at the place, he saw that the door was indeed not open. When he pushed the door open and went in, the two girls were actually sitting together in a daze, looking haggard.

Liu Qinghua couldn't help but feel distressed. He had a very weak concept of family in his life, otherwise his wife would not have divorced him.

After the divorce, his wife took the children back to the mainland, and his only son didn't even notify him of his marriage.

Decades have passed, and he, an old man with a son, has become a lonely man. When other families get together, he is always the one who sticks to the sanatorium.

He and Tom's relationship was not entirely for the convenience of work, but for this reason.

He admired this man, no matter how much hardship he had to endure, he wanted his family to be together. This was undoubtedly what he lacked.

Seeing him come back, the two girls threw themselves into his arms and sobbed.

During this period of time, the two girls treated him as a family member, and basically never collected his meal money, although he often secretly put it in the cash box.

Now that the family suddenly suffered such a disaster, they naturally treated her as a family member and a support.

Liu Qinghua patted them on the back: "Don't cry, open the store, have you learned your father's craftsmanship?"

Sophia nodded. She had been exposed to it since she was a child. White people's food is so simple, how could she not know it?

Liu Qinghua nodded: "Then open the door, you must insist on business, otherwise how can you live? What will your father do when he comes out?"

The two girls seemed to have a backbone and hurriedly got busy.

Liu Qinghua skipped work for the first time. He did not go to the construction site, but started to run a shop like Tom.

After being single for so many years, Liu Qinghua was not proficient in cooking, but he had no problem cooking.

He thought about it and realized that the reason why Tom's shop was not doing well was because not many people liked to eat white rice here.

Every place has its own eating habits. If you want to do a good business, you have to constantly integrate, at least adapt to the local eating habits.

When he was in Marseille, he found that Africans were more accepting of Chinese food. This place was poor. And the Chinese people's high oil and salt just suited their taste.

So, he decided to launch a new product, hand-pulled rice. This thing is simple to make, and one pot can sell a meal.

If you want to do it, just do it. The big iron pot is ready. He did not cook in the kitchen, but set up a stove at the door.

There are a lot of mutton and radish here, and you can buy them in the market. There is no shortage of onions. With these, hand-pulled rice is done.

From the moment Liu Qinghua started to heat the oil in the wok, a group of people gathered to watch. Sophia was also helping out, while Sally was busy cooking the white rice.

When the fragrant aroma of mutton emanated, the crowd of onlookers drooled.

Liu Qinghua cooked a large pot, enough for a hundred or eighty people. He was not worried about not being able to sell it. If no one really bought it, he would just call his comrades over to eat it.

They had not been able to eat hand-pulled rice during these days in Somalia.

Carpenter Li and several others came to the store early, waiting to eat the hand-pulled meat made by their old leader.

He also joked with Yu Laogui: "We have been together for a lifetime, and we have never seen Lao Liu cook. Today we can finally taste his cooking skills."

After working for more than two hours, when the rice was cooked, before Liu Qinghua could calculate the cost, the large pot of rice was snatched up.

There was no place in the house, and a large group of people ate their dinner on the street. After all, they didn't like to use chopsticks, so this saved trouble.

This bowl of pilaf with a piece of mutton costs 800 shillings. Liu Qinghua is not greedy and sells it for 4,000 shillings.

This number sounds impressive, but it is only equivalent to RMB 5.

This price is not high, but it is not too cheap either. The main thing is that there is rice, meat and vegetables, which can also meet the eating habits of local people.

Carpenter Li and his men looked at the empty pot stupidly:

"Lao Liu, we haven't eaten yet!"

Liu Qinghua scratched his head embarrassedly: "Eat bread, I can't help it!"

Sophia was so busy collecting money that the sales of this pot of pilaf actually reached their original sales of half a month.

This joy made them temporarily forget the shadow brought to them by their father's incident. Finally they were happy.

Only Li Mujiang and a few others were quite dissatisfied. They ate bread and leaves and said that they were treated like sheep.

Fortunately, Liu Qinghua gave them a plate of braised mutton, otherwise several people were ready to not pay!

Liu Qinghua naturally disagreed with this. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. It's okay for you to take advantage of me, but it's impossible for you to take advantage of the store!

Dinner was another big pot of pilaf. This time the price was determined. Pay first and then get the food. There were people who ran away at noon.

At this time, you can't expect people in Suoguo to have any moral concepts. It's right to be a villain first and a gentleman later.

This pot in the evening was bigger than that at noon, but it was still not enough to sell. Liu Qinghua sent someone to buy a super big pot back. The store will mainly prepare pilaf in the future.

The two girls didn't want to cook white food anymore, so Liu Qinghua persuaded them to stick to it, even if it was just a show, so as not to disappoint Tom when he came back.

The two sisters looked worried: "Can my dad come back?"

Liu Qinghua nodded firmly: "I will definitely make him come back safely!"

The two sisters threw themselves into Liu Qinghua's arms again, and Comrade Liu was embarrassed this time. He didn't care about it that morning, but it was the children who were sad, but this time it was different.

After all, the two girls are so well developed...

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