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Qiaotou BBQ

The car is about to arrive at the county town, and now this place is only a few minutes away from the county town. The appearance of the countryside has long been invisible. The house has become taller and has beautiful large floor-to-ceiling windows. This place is called Qiaotouer. No matter how early it is, it is also a rural area. However, real estate has developed too fast in recent years. This is a very famous place to eat barbecue.

Earlier, Peng Cheng always talked about this place, when they first met, he said that he would take a bite of oil and then take a sip of beer: "Wife, that's better than doing anything."

The memory of the taste can always penetrate deeper into the bone marrow. Only forty miles apart, Peng Cheng felt that the taste was not the taste he remembered in his mouth. He couldn't blame him. Qiaotou Barbecue was also famous in several surrounding cities, and many individuals drove here. Even because of this bit of barbecue, there were so many barbecue restaurants under the banner of this place in the city.

It was under the first overpass in the city, close to the entrance of the bridge. Perhaps even this location was chosen only by imitating the bridgehead. The store on the upper and lower floors is in the most prosperous place, and the golden shop that spends a lot of money. The dark red door face and door frame at the door are also yellow and colorful. At first glance, it was opened by the nouveau riche for the tender mistress. Not to make money, just to find some fun for the little girls. The needles are so dim that the little girl is so dim. The second floor is very delicate, the dishes are also very exquisite, and the taste is very similar to the bridgehead barbecue, but the strong smell of the bridgehead barbecue is missing. But just this similar taste is enough to attract a large number of guests. Peng Cheng spent his first birthday with Beibei.

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That day, Beibei bought a cake and made an appointment to have a meal together to celebrate. Both of them were very happy with this arrangement, and they were thinking about it a few days ago. But when the days came, they hesitated because they had no money.

The cake was ordered earlier. In order to save some money, Beibei also sent a friend to work in a cake shop. If you want to talk about the price of the cake, it is really a future. Nine-inch non-plant cream cake, which is only thirty, is still the largest in the city. It was bought in the 27th floor Western restaurant in an international hotel that received foreign guests. The internal price of the employees is probably not enough.

On the day I went to pick up the cake, the girl was very confused. She didn't even have a hundred dollars in her pocket. If the cake wasn't thirty, she would have been bright. She stood at the gate of the hotel and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where the stairs of the yellow building were. The twenty-seventh floor, facing the sky, she wanted to count, so she looked up and looked up, feeling that her body was about to fall back.

I took the elevator to the 27th floor, and there was a lady who welcomed her and took her to the elevator door. Then no one stopped her throughout the journey and went straight to the 27th floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, the little girl behind the bar was so beautiful that she greeted Beibei politely. But she was embarrassed to say that she was here to get the cake, so she sneaked to call her friend next to her, and handed the phone to the little girl at the bar. After paying thirty yuan, she actually got the cake.

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In fact, before Peng Cheng's birthday, Beibei had some money, so she asked Peng Cheng to have a stew and barbecue together, but the days were too long, and her money would die in the small refrigerator at any time.

To put it bluntly, Peng Cheng just thought that the money was small. He knew what money was in Beibei’s pocket, so what could he do? He always had an ideal. Before he was with Beibei, he thought about buying new clothes every year on his birthday. He didn’t have to spend too much money, just a simple set of leisure within 3,000 yuan. But the little money in Beibei was enough to have some food, and it was not enough to buy a set on a street stall.

"Peng! What will your mother-in-law sell you for your birthday?" The powerful villains in the bathhouse also asked all day long, asking all day long, asking all day long, and asking Peng Cheng was so annoyed that those people looked down on him. The long night was unbearable! The scene of going to the bathhouse wearing a new outfit always tempted him. One night left and one night right, the young man could not resist it. For the new outfit, he worked hard to try in the dark scene many times, but finally he broke it.

After the break, Peng Cheng was in pain and he was overwhelmed again. He was worried all day long. He had no money anymore. What should he do on his birthday? The clothes worth three thousand yuan could no longer affect him. It seemed that the reason did not exist at all. He was only worried about the result.

It's not that I have to hide it from Beibei. Peng Cheng racked his brains and told a very bad lie. Even he felt that he was not good at making up, but Beibei believed it. So the girl spent all her money for no reason. She didn't know where she spent it. She just felt that the money was too little and not enough for two people. She felt a little bit self-blame, so she spread out the two red tickets in her hand and said to Peng Cheng: "It's okay, we can eat more than two hundred on your birthday."

Can you eat these two for free? Peng Cheng is a person who knows Beibei. She is really willing to give all the money to himself, but Peng Cheng cannot think of nothing. He is a planned person, and he eats all the two hundred yuan. How can he live in the future! The young man was a little upset. Now he doesn't want clothes worth three thousand yuan, even if he has a little more money. So after thinking for a long time, he still borrowed money from Xiao Min and gritted his teeth to go to the casino again.

Peng Cheng had to get up from wherever he fell. He thought of many ways but failed. He felt that his only way out was in the casino, and there was no need for him to move and resist. So the young man came back. This time, the small refrigerator did not lose face at all, and won more than a thousand.

God is really good to him. Peng Cheng is indeed not a bad man who has a gambling life. He naturally has to give him a gift when he is on his birthday. However, Peng Cheng took the money but did not dare to tell Beibei that the money was won. He hid in the men's office, pinched the money and counted it over and over again, and finally thought about it when he was about to get off work, and said that the money was a gold necklace in the bathhouse, and he picked it up and returned it to the donor, and the money he gave it to.

What an outrageous answer, but Beibei actually believed in him so firmly at that time. If Peng Cheng said that the money was a piece of gold he pulled out in the toilet, 80% of Beibei would believe it. Most women didn't bring their brains, especially Beibei. She often didn't take it during that period. Now that she would believe Peng Cheng unconditionally, she finally grew up and couldn't do it.

That day, they ordered two orders on a table of various grilled skewers, which were all loved by Peng Cheng. It was full of food. It was not the appetite of two people. As soon as the waiter left, Beibei asked, "Why order so much?"

"It's okay, my wife, you can add mutton soup three times. If you order less, you won't have enough food." Peng Cheng said while picking up food for Beibei. He felt a lot of compensation. He always had to treat her better after doing things he shouldn't do so that he would feel more comfortable. Peng Cheng pulled the meat off the tongs piece by piece and put it into the dish in front of Beibei. He saw that it was uneven and clean and was not grilled, and threw it into his mouth to eat it.
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