"How can you be like this?" Li Jinxiu was amused.

"Brother Yang Song, do you have a problem here?" Li Yao pointed to her head and said, "it's time to eat brain fragments."

Yang Song gave her a brain collapse: "while playing, kid, I call it value for money. Say it, I want a million for a table in Baifeng Pavilion. I have face. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand. I haven't seen anyone increase the price by themselves."

"I see it now." Yang Song teased the little girl and advised the big girl: "I don't suffer a loss and take advantage of your table. I'm not a person who doesn't know the goods."

"Why do you have to?"

"When I'm a friend, don't mention the refund. Take it well. I guess it will take more than a year to come back and buy the table. I have to ask you to help keep it."

Li Jinxiu wants to say something else.

Yang Song added, "I can't disagree, or I'll have to give you a custody fee."

Then he had to sweep the yard to pay.

Li Jinxiu hurriedly stopped: "listen to you."

"Tomorrow you and your sister will come to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner. If you can come early, come early. I'll invite you to dinner." Yang Songdao.

"You don't have to. We have our own money." Li Jinxiu knocked on the payment code, which meant that Yang Song had paid.

"Then you may not be able to eat." Yang Song said frankly, "before I went out, I saw the diners lining up."

"What?"

"They all went with tents. Many people have come."

Yes, this is a scene in front of the Baifeng Pavilion.

It was said that Yang Song was going to make a big move. After eating, many diners bought tents and bedding in the street and planned to spend the night in front of Baifeng Pavilion.

When the Food Street closes, they have to set up a tent.

Fortunately, Baifeng Pavilion is at the end of the food street.

Don't ask why there are tents on the food street. Ask what the market needs.

Usually, some office workers finish working overtime and want to eat baifengge breakfast the next day. Unfortunately, they can't get up or can't catch up with it because they are too far away. They simply buy a tent and set up camp on the spot.

When there is market demand, sharp eyed people open stores.

"That tent shop has not only disposable tents, but also goods storage cabinets. You can use up the tents and store them. You only need to pay a certain fee next time."

It was Chen Ming who put forward this idea.

Yes, the tent shop is opened by Chen Ming.

The capitalist's bacteria are closely connected with Chen Ming.

Yang song called out his mobile phone: "look, it's not 11 o'clock yet. There are tents in front of Baifeng Pavilion. Are you sure you can line up tomorrow?"

More diners will come from all directions tomorrow.

"I'll treat you to dinner and come in through the back door." Yang Song said proudly, "we have more people in Baifeng Pavilion now."

It's Zhang Xiaoyang.

Zhang Xiaoyang is good at the service industry. No wonder he is a man from a waiter to a big boss.

After all these years, I don't forget my original heart.

After discussion, there were four people in the transportation team. They couldn't lift the elm table and put it into the truck.

"Brother song, I didn't expect this table to be so heavy."

"You didn't prepare the pulley?"

For particularly heavy furniture, people in the transportation team will prepare pulley cars, that is, multiple small pulleys are installed on a wooden board, padded with cloth under the table, and then pushed to the built truck.

This saves a lot of effort and is safe enough.

"Ready, but the pulley can't be plugged in." The table is too heavy.

In front of the four tall men, Yang Song was very helpless: "I'll have a look."

Li Jinxiu said, "the elm table has a uniform load-bearing and a heavy base, otherwise it can't stabilize the table. It took a lot of effort to send the table to the warehouse."

The two sisters haven't got the table out for at least three years.

Yang Song walked around the table and knocked on the base of the table to listen to the sound.

"Come on, let's try again. I'll help this time."

"Brother song, no, it's really not. The four of us have just been suckling. It's hard to grind a corner of the table and insert a dollar coin."

"That's because I didn't come to help." Yang Song found that language encouragement was useless and could only give full play to his cash ability: "come on, add me, let's try our best to try again. OK, I'll give you 500 red envelopes each. No, I'll give you 100 each. How about it?"

At worst, there are 100 yuan. If it works, there are 500 yuan.

They were excited.

Yang Song asked Li Jinxiu and Li Yaoyao to help: "please pass out the pulley board at the critical time."

"Good!"

Yang Song stood at the front, and the other four stood opposite.

This arrangement means that Yang Song has a big head and the other four can share their strength with each other.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready."

Yang tightened the cloth wrapped around his hand and shouted, "one, two, three -"

Five people work together.

"Up, up!" Li Yaoyao was happy to applaud.

"Plug the board quickly." Li Jinxiu was quick-sighted and took her sister and handed two boards in.

"Now, take your time."

With two boards as fulcrum, it's much easier to lift.

Yang Song said, "the four brothers worked hard and didn't give 500. When the work is finished, they will pay 1000 yuan each."

"Thank you, boss Yang."

When the table was loaded into the car, the workers needed secondary reinforcement. After Yang Song checked it, he decided to take a truck with them and stare at the table.

However, before getting on the bus, let the worker master drink water and take a break before continuing.

Li Jinxiu came over and asked Yang Song, "you were going to give them another thousand yuan each, right?"

"Yes." Yang Song didn't deny it.

If you add 1000 yuan at the beginning, there is absolutely no choice, and the effect is good.

"That's good." With 500 yuan as the head, 1000 yuan is a surprise in surprise.

"It's just a small hand. Rest early. See you tomorrow." Yang Songdao.

Transport the table back to Baifeng Pavilion without danger.

Yang Song didn't go back to the villa that night. He looked at the table and had a rest on the second floor.

The next morning, Yang Song went out for a run. In the tent in front of the door, someone rubbed his eyes and yawned. When he saw Yang Song, he immediately said hello: "brother song, morning!"

He is a familiar looking Yang Jiajun. Yang song just didn't remember what to call for a while.

"Brother song, it's me." Meng Wan stroked his hair back to reveal his true face.

"You don't wear a suit or spray mousse. I really don't recognize it." Yang Song also said good morning to him. Pointing to the table that appeared out of thin air, he said, "important props, watch it for me. Don't let anyone get close."

I'm not worried about someone stealing such a heavy table.

As for how the table quietly appeared at the front door from the backyard, this is the credit of the system.

"System, you can be very useful sometimes."

"Ha ha."

There is a warning distance of three meters at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion before receiving the number plate.

It's just that the table is too big and exceeds the warning distance.

"Beautiful, this table is so grand!" Meng Wan couldn't help taking some photos with his mobile phone and said, "don't worry, brother song. I'll let people pull the cordon and don't let people get close."