The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1759 Eating Noodles
The shop owner looked embarrassed when he heard this: "Well...if he eats in the shop, other customers will see him when they come in..."

Li Ruoyun said angrily: "He spent money to eat noodles, he is a customer, he is the same as us, why can't he eat in the store?"

Seeing that things were getting more and more tense, the old man said quickly: "Girl, you are a good person. Thank you. I don't need to eat in the store."

"No, I paid for you, and you have the right to eat noodles in the store!" Li Ruoyun said flatly, his tone unquestionable.

Ye Feng stood up without saying a word, but silently took out 1000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Li Ruoyun.

Li Ruoyun was stunned at first, then understood what Ye Feng meant. After taking the money, he slapped it on the table, looked at the shop owner domineeringly and asked, "Can he eat noodles in the shop now?"

Money is the most touching thing. When he saw the 1000 yuan on the table, the shop owner's eyes widened and he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, no problem!"

After saying that, the shop owner quickly grabbed the 1000 yuan on the table and ran to the kitchen to order the noodles.

After the old man glanced at Li Ruoyun and Ye Feng gratefully, he went to sit down at the next table.

Ye Feng's eyes inadvertently glanced at the backpack on the old man's back, and his heart couldn't help but move.

Ye Feng pointed to the empty seat next to him and said to the old man: "Old man, sit next to me."

"Okay, thank you, you are so kind!" The old man nodded to Ye Feng with a grateful face, and then sat down next to Ye Feng.

Although his clothes were in tatters, they were not dirty or smelly.

Ye Feng asked casually: "Old man, your accent doesn't sound like a local. Where is your family from?"

"I'm not a local. I'm from Beishan. My hometown is in a very remote mountainous area."

The old man took a sip of hot water, held the cup with both hands, and continued: "I came here to work. My fellow villager said that there is a construction site here, and I pay two hundred and thirty dollars a day. I am thinking that I can earn tuition for my grandson. Money, I’m here.”

"Not long after I arrived, my phone was stolen. I...I couldn't contact my fellow villagers. All the money I brought with me was spent. I can't go home even if I want to..."

The old man pursed his lips at the end, with a hint of crying in his voice, and tightly grasped the cup in his hand.

Ye Feng had been paying attention to the old man's eyes when he spoke. Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was pretending, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Old man, it's okay. I'll lend you money and let you go home!" Li Ruoyun smiled at the old man and comforted him.

"Old man, you really didn't lie to us?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man's backpack again.

"I lied to you? Why did I lie to you? Young man, you are a good man, I can't lie to you! What I told you is the truth!" The old man looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled look on his face, not understanding what Ye Feng meant. .

"Husband, what do you mean?" Li Ruoyun asked in confusion.

Ye Feng said directly: "Old man, you have valuable medicinal materials in your backpack, but you say you have no money to go home?"

Hearing this, the old man looked confused and looked at Ye Feng in surprise, wondering: "Young man, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you? What kind of precious medicinal materials?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and pointed to the old man's backpack: "Open your backpack."

The old man took off the backpack he was carrying, opened it, and took out what looked like a yam inside.

"Young man, is this the precious medicinal material you are talking about?"

Ye Feng nodded and replied: "Yes, that's it." "Do you know what this thing is?"

"Of course, this is a good thing that can only be found!"

The old man handed the medicinal materials in his hand to Ye Feng, grinned, and said, "Then I'll give it to you!"

The old man's move made Ye Feng stunned.

You know, the thing in the old man's hand is called grass jelly root, which not only has miraculous effects on treating trauma, but also has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life when used with other medicinal materials.

Seeing Ye Feng in a daze, the old man smiled honestly and said: "My grandfather left this thing to my father, and my father left it to me. He said it could... be exchanged for some money at a critical moment."

"I sold it in Yanjing for a day, but no one bought it. Even the drugstore didn't accept it. If you don't, don't mind it, just buy me a train ticket back to my hometown..."

The old man looked embarrassed when he said this, as if he felt a little ungrateful.

I had just treated myself to a meal, so I just gave this to them, but in the end I asked for a ticket home.

Although Li Ruoyun had promised to buy him a ticket home just now, he still felt a little embarrassed to say this from his own mouth.

"A train ticket home!?" Ye Feng couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face.

"If you vote standing, you will win, if you vote standing, you will win!" The old man thought that Ye Feng was unwilling, so he hurriedly added.

Ye Feng couldn't help but grin. Now he was finally convinced that the old man was telling the truth, and all his inner defenses were gone.

"Old man, the thing in your backpack is called grass jelly root. It is a very precious Chinese medicinal material. It only costs one ticket, but you will lose a lot of money!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"It's not a loss, it's not a loss!" The old man shook his head hurriedly and said gratefully with tears in his eyes, "You even treated me to a meal. You are a good person, a good person!"

He couldn't sell the items in his backpack at all, so the old man didn't care at all whether they were very valuable Chinese medicinal materials.

Now Ye Feng and his wife not only invited him to dinner, but also bought him a bus ticket, so he was naturally very grateful.

"Old man, this thing is really worthless in the eyes of people who don't know the business, but it's worth a lot of money in the eyes of people who know the business. Tell me how much you plan to sell it for!"

"No, no!" The old man waved his hands repeatedly, "The ticket you bought for me will win. My grandson is probably starving!"

"You have a grandson? He is alone in his hometown. Where are his parents?"

"My... my son went to the northwest to dig coal and was killed..." the old man's voice suddenly choked up. "My daughter-in-law also ran away. After my wife died, only me and my grandson were left..."

When Li Ruoyun heard this, he felt sour and whispered to Ye Feng: "Husband, you... you should give this old man more money. If not, I will do less hair and buy less cosmetics in the future..."

Ye Feng couldn't help being amused by Li Ruoyun, patted her hand gently, turned to smile at the old man and said: "Old man, let's do this, I want this thing in your bag, I'll give you 100 million, you Put your bank card..."

"How many, how many!?" Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, the old man's expression changed and he asked in shock.

"One million!" Ye Feng smiled, "Why, you think it's too little? Okay, then I'll add more!"

(End of this chapter)