Of course, they don''t know what happened. They just think it''s exciting and happy to count money with a large group of people in the restaurant.

    But when I count to 300000, I really can''t count. I''ve just finished counting 5 yuan. The most in the sack is steel collapse except for the wool ticket. If I count alone, I''ll have to count to the opening of the 2008 Olympic Games.

    When I stopped, the people around us and the people on the table looked at me with eager eyes and urged me to continue. They probably wanted to know how much money there was in the sack.

    I code out rows of wool tickets from the sack. At first, I read them for a long time. Finally, I reluctantly said to the people next to me, "can you help me count?"

    The first one who came to help me was a middle-aged man in a straight suit. He picked up a pile of dirty tickets and said, "aren''t you afraid we''ll run away with the money?"

    I said, "run away. You can''t fill your pockets with more than 20 yuan. How much is the dry cleaning of your suit?"

    The middle-aged man smiled and put a thick stack of wool tickets in front of me: "count it, this is $3.4..."

    Driven by him, people nearby helped one after another. I simply found a piece of paper and just kept the account. The people who occupied the seat looked interesting and were willing to help. Several waiters found several large baskets from the back kitchen, filled them with steel collapse, and poured money into each table

    Are you going to ask me if I''m ashamed to do this? Throw it!

    But who do I score with? I''m going to pick up the garbage with the beggars. It must be me. But now Jin Shaoyan is sitting opposite. It must be the person who lost him. It''s like a porcelain doll diving with a clay doll - although the porcelain doll is not easy, it''s still within the acceptable range.

    After more than an hour of counting, the number back is: 500000! The whole hall burst into warm applause

    It''s amazing. I don''t mean to say that I think someone will be corrupt. It''s not uncommon for you to give him a pile of big tickets if you can eat in this place. I just feel about the results of our collective work. Sun Sixin didn''t count the money himself. He just calculated it according to the running book.

    I put all my money into the sack again, and then I put the two contracts in front of Jin Shaoyan. He has become very depressed. I know we can''t deal with each other after this. I put the sack under his eyes and said to him, "we won''t see each other again." He looked up at me. His wronged and helpless eyes reminded me of Kim 2 again. I added in a voice so small that only I could hear, "brother -"

    I left with satisfaction. I even wanted to stay in the car and see how Jin Shaoyan carried the bag of money.

    When I got home, I was happy for a while. Steamed stuffed bun gave me a white look: "what''s a person giggling about?"

    I came up to her and said mysteriously, "I''ll show you something good!"

    "What?"

    "Medicine!"

    Steamed stuffed bun blushed slightly. He looked around and asked in a low voice, "do men eat or women eat?"

    I know she misunderstood me and said, "it''s not an aphrodisiac!"

    "What''s that?"

    "Who eats who knows -" as I said, I touched my chest, but I only touched the T-shirt I was wearing, and I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The medicine was originally put in the coat pocket, but I forgot the coat in the restaurant because of the excessive farting just now!

    I jumped up like a hot monkey and rushed downstairs like crazy. The steamed stuffed bun shouted in the back, "are you on ecstasy?"

    I drove like a bull in heat, hung on the back door, and the car lock kept beating on the iron sheet, making a disturbing sound. Later, half of my car almost drove into the restaurant. When the doorman who was about to scold saw me, he quickly shut up. I grabbed him and asked, "where''s your foreman?" Before he answered, I had seen the foreman who helped me dry my clothes. Jin Shaoyan had already left. The elegant and peaceful atmosphere was restored in the restaurant. I rushed to the foreman, clamped his wrist and asked loudly, "where are my clothes?"

    When the foreman saw me, he smiled politely. His peaceful expression made me feel more at ease. Sure enough, the foreman said, "your clothes have been dried. Just now you left suddenly, so I didn''t have time to return them to you."

    I took a long sigh of relief: "give it to me."

    "At your service." He soon lifted out the coat. I grabbed my hand and touched it in my inner pocket - yes. No, the medicine is completely gone. I pinched the other pockets again. There was only a small stack of slightly damp banknotes.

    I said angrily, "have you ever touched my clothes?"

    The foreman was finally unhappy. Although he smiled, he said in a very unfriendly tone, "what do you say? We have a star service standard. If you don''t believe me, you can go to see the surveillance video."

    I know what he said is true. Even if the foreman in such a high-level place knows that the guest''s clothes are hidden with nuclear weapons buttons, he won''t move. Judging from the roll of money in his pocket, it can be ruled out that the clothes have been touched by miscellaneous people.

    The foreman couldn''t help asking, "have you lost anything?"

    "Oh, nothing. Just ask. Don''t worry." When I handed him the roll of money, the foreman said in amazement, "we don''t accept tips."

    "It''s not a tip. I smashed the big vase at your door just now when I came in."

    I came home in a daze and kept thinking: where the hell is that medicine?

    The most general explanation is that it fell out when I ran to the restaurant. The medicine is not much larger than a capsule, and it has a smooth appearance and is easy to slip out.

    Later, Li Tianrun''s words made me feel that there was a second explanation, and this explanation seemed a little scary: he said that the medicine dissolved in water. I remember that my coat was already wet when I ran from the parking place to the restaurant

    I sat with that dress in my hand. I didn''t even know when the steamed stuffed bun was picked up. When I reacted, she had thrown it together with a lot of dirty clothes into the washing machine. You know, now the clothes of the whole family are washed by steamed stuffed bun. As soon as the washing machine turned twice, a lot of black foam came up.

    When the steamed stuffed bun was about to change water, I finally got an inspiration. I pushed her to the bedroom: "I''ll do the rest. You watch TV..."

    The steamed stuffed bun put his back on my palm and asked, "what have you done to be sorry for me?"

    Our washing machine was in the kitchen. I hid in and looked out for a long time. When I saw that the five people were busy, I came back and threw all the dirty clothes in the basin. Then I stared at the rippling dirty water in a daze. Li Tianran also told me that once the medicine was dissolved into the water, the medicine was very fast and almost immediate, Well, if the pill is melted in that dress, it''s not lost, it''s just that its character has changed.

    Originally, if the steamed stuffed bun didn''t throw it into the washing machine, I could make a basin of orange water, then put the clothes in and knead some, and then pour the kneaded water into the beer bottle and drink it several times, but now it''s not possible. You can''t call Fang Zhenjiang here, point to the dirty water of a washing machine and say: when you drink all this, you think you''re Wu Song?

    Now the only way is for me to try the medicine of this water first. According to Li Tianrun, the medicine effect is strong and fast. Can I use it if I drink less? Even if I think of things before the age of 3, as long as I prove that it works, I will let Fang Zhenjiang drink it at all costs.

    I found a bowl and flushed it again and again on the water pipe, but when I faced the black water of the washing machine, I realized that it was completely redundant. Even if there was water in the bowl, it was also a detergent crystal, and what I want to drink now is washing powder

    I scooped up a bowl of black water and retched before drinking. This thing is really disgusting. Not only does it look like it was washed out from the smelly ditch of the fertilizer plant, but it also emits a hot and pungent smell. Although it says on the washing powder bag that it won''t hurt my hand, people didn''t say it won''t hurt my stomach

    I just pinched my nose to drink——

    "What are you doing?" A voice asked close at hand.

    I was startled. I saw Jing Ke sticking to the wall, looking at me with his killer''s unique empty or firm eyes, and another eye scanning the living room.

    I flatteringly raised the bowl to him and said, "Kezi, how about a bowl? It''s good to drink." I said to let Er silly have a few bowls first. Although it''s a little unkind, it''s also for his good. Maybe he was an understanding person of Guan Zhong in his last life.

    Jing Ke looked at me and suddenly said, "when I was a child, I knew a fool who died by drinking dirty water." Then he looked at me with disdain and left.

    Me: "

    Finally, I had to hold the bowl hard and drink it. I threw up as soon as I drank two mouthfuls! I guess if I really force Fang Zhenjiang to drink this, he is likely to kill my family and write on the wall: murderer, Fang Zhenjiang. Then go straight to Afghanistan, Iraq or something. At last I had to give up the plan.

    But don''t say that the water is indeed medicinal. I had a lot of dreams that night, but in my dreams, I was looking for the toilet without exception - I had a bad stomach.