I can see the commodity price curve

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

His wife quickly pulled him back and said, "Are you crazy? You know what's going on in our family, don't you?
I do have some savings now, but in addition to eating, I have to keep some in case of emergencies.

There's nothing wrong with you taking them out for a nice meal.

But what happens after we eat? Will my whole family be hungry?"

However, Mo Farah shook his head decisively: “Don’t worry about this matter, just listen to me.

And don't worry, you don't have to spend your money this time, I have money."

The wife was stunned for a moment: "You have money? Where does the money come from?
You won't take bribes, will you?
We can't do this!

Yes, I admit that your and my life is a little hard now.

But no matter how hard it is, it will pass as long as you endure it.

I don’t want you to be cursed for the rest of your life because of this.”

The more she spoke, the deeper her voice became, as if she was thinking of some sad events in the past.

Mo Farah looked at his wife, and suddenly walked over and patted her shoulder: “Are you thinking about your father again?

Don't worry, I'm different from him.

Your father was too arrogant before. He dared to accept any money and ask for any money.

I said at the beginning that he would not have a good ending, but instead of listening to me, you questioned me.

Moreover, during his 29 years in power, he embezzled nearly eight million.

This is eight million, how dare he do that!

If it happens, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous.

If only your father had listened to my advice back then and been a little more restrained.

He wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

The wife looked at her husband and said, "Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"Of course not, don't worry.

You know who I am."

The wife suddenly sighed and said, "Okay, I believe you.

In short, you have to know that if you really go to jail like my dad, our family will be completely broken up."

Mo Farah burst into laughter instantly: “Don’t worry, nothing will happen.

And I will only charge you this once, and I won’t charge you again in the future.”

The wife breathed a sigh of relief.

She has extensive experience in this area and generally only accepts gifts once or twice, and there will be no problem.

What I fear most is the kind of person who becomes greedy after receiving gifts once or twice, not only accepting gifts crazily, but also deliberately asking others for more, and finally forcing the other party into a desperate situation.

Such people will naturally not have a good ending.

If my husband really only took it this once, then it wouldn't be a big problem.

As the two of them were talking, the children were already getting impatient:
"Dad, I'm starving. When are we going to eat?"

"That's right. I'm so hungry that my chest is sticking to my back."

Mo Farah laughed: “You little guys.

Don't worry, you can eat as much as you want today.

But there is a condition, that is, be careful not to be stretched.

If you get too full, don't ask me to take you to the hospital. I don't have the money to treat you."

The little guy cheered instantly.

The family came down from upstairs, and the wife was about to ride a bike with the keys, but was stopped by Mo Farah:
"what are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course I need a car to go out to eat."

"Let's drive over there."

"Driving? Driving is very fuel-consuming, so just start riding your bike.

Besides, KFC is only three blocks away from us, if we weren’t worried that the kids couldn’t walk.

I always recommend you just walk.”

Unexpectedly, Mo Farah simply waved his hand and said, “You have to drive, too.

Besides, who told you we were going to KFC?"

The wife was stunned: "If not KFC, what should we eat?"

“Western food, of course.

How can a roadside stall like KFC match the temperament of our family? "

The wife was immediately anxious: "Why eat Western food? Don't you know that Western food is very expensive?
I know you have money now, so let's save as much as possible.

You can't spend all your money on one meal and then continue to eat pancakes tomorrow, right?"

At this point, several children also nodded: "Yes, Dad, I think what Mom said is very good, we should be more frugal."

"Let's just go to KFC, everyone can have a burger, and I can give my little sister a chicken drumstick.

I am already very satisfied with this.”

Mo Farah looked at his younger son who was speaking and said, “Give your sister an extra chicken leg. Don’t you want to eat a chicken leg?

If I remember correctly, you like this kind of food the most.”

The youngest son said decisively: "Yes, I really like eating chicken legs.

But if I were given two choices.

The first is to eat a hamburger and a chicken drumstick, and the second is to eat a hamburger today and another hamburger tomorrow. I will definitely choose the latter.

That way I can have two good meals.”

"Is that so? But there is a problem. If you eat one less chicken drumstick today, you can indeed buy one more hamburger.

But tomorrow you won't be the only one eating this burger. Everyone will have to eat it. Are you willing to give it up?"

The youngest son shook his head: "Of course I'm reluctant."

"Look at you, you say one thing and mean another."

"No, Dad, you are wrong. When I say I am reluctant, I mean I will not be willing to eat that hamburger tomorrow.

Because I plan to let my little sister eat it tomorrow."

Mo Farah looked at his youngest son, then at the other children: “What about you, do you think so too?

Don't answer yet.

Dad has enough money to buy each of you a hamburger and a chicken drumstick.

You can now choose to buy just a burger, or a burger and a chicken drumstick.

If you only buy one hamburger, you can use the remaining money to buy another hamburger tomorrow, but you may not be able to eat this hamburger.

So what will you choose?"

"I chose to buy only one burger, and use the extra money to buy burgers for my little sister."

"Me too, saving my chicken thighs so my little sister can have a burger tomorrow and another the day after tomorrow."

"And I……"

Mo Farah looked at them and immediately burst into laughter: “You are all my good sons.

What I said before was that Dad is sorry to everyone.

Come on, I'll take you to eat delicious food today. We won't eat KFC, we'll only eat Western food, and we'll eat the most expensive Western food."

As he said this, he got in the car and took his son to the western restaurant.

"Hello sir, welcome!"

The waiters in the western restaurant were very polite and did not show any discrimination against Mo Farah's family because of their shabby clothes.

Mo Farah smiled slightly: "Find us a private room, we like quiet."

"Yes sir, come here please."

The waiter took them to the second floor and finally sat them down in a bright and clean hall.

Then he handed the menu to Mo Farah.

Mo Farah did not take the food with his hands, but pointed at his children and said, "Let them order!"

After that, he said to the children, "Just order whatever you want to eat.

Try to order as much as possible, and order some for dad as well. Don't save money for me, the money dad has can buy you all you want to eat here."

Several children cheered immediately, and it turned out that the one on the menu was the eldest.

He looked at the dishes: "Give us eight steaks."

"Okay, how well done do you want me to have?"

"Of course it's done. Mom said that if steak is not cooked well, it will give you diarrhea.

And this big lobster, give me five!"

Mo Farah's wife was originally very calm, but her face turned green instantly after hearing what her eldest son said:

"Five lobsters, are you crazy?
Do you know how expensive this thing is?"

It wasn't that she was angry, but a big lobster like this, in such a high-end restaurant, would cost her husband half a month's salary.

Five big lobsters, plus the tip, my husband's three months of hard work would have been in vain.

The eldest son shrank his neck quickly when he was scolded by his mother.

Although he had just shown that he loved his sister very much, he believed it when he heard his father say it.

He also likes to eat lobsters very much. He has eaten them twice in India and the taste is still unforgettable.

"Then forget about the lobster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Mo Farah say, "What do you mean you don't want it? Five big lobsters, right? Arrange them.

Wait, five doesn’t seem to be enough, let’s just use ten.

Forget it, give me the menu and I’ll order.”

He took the menu, glanced at it, turned around and asked his sons, "Do you want to eat abalone?"

The sons nodded quickly.

"Then each of us should get two, the largest ones."

"What about caviar? Would you like to try some?
The caviar here is the best in Paris.”

The sons continued to nod.

"Ten portions of caviar, then."

"And this, this, and this..."

Mo Farah instantly went into a frantic ordering mode.

Before that, his index finger flew quickly across the menu and soon he ordered a lot of dishes.

So much so that the waiter in front of him was stunned.

Because he had been working in this Western restaurant for so many years, this was the first time he had seen such a generous customer.

You have to know that the menu of these dishes adds up to tens of thousands of US dollars.

Of course, this does not mean that the dishes ordered by Mo Farah are the most expensive.

There are many rich people who order more than him, but the reason why those rich people order so much is mainly to entertain friends or clients.

This is the first time that someone like Mo Farah has brought his entire family to dinner, and judging by their language and actions, they clearly don’t look like rich people.

The waiter even suspected at one point that the other party came here to eat a free meal.

Fortunately, she took a few glances at the children and dispelled her doubts.

After all, those who come here to eat and dine are either bachelors or female hooligans.

People like this who come here with their wives and children basically won't do this.

Soon the dishes were served and the rich aroma instantly filled the whole room.

Mo Farah looked at his wife and children and laughed, "What are you standing there for? Come and eat!"

Just as Mo Farah's wife was about to speak, the children picked up their knives and forks and started showing off the abalone in front of them.

After eating the abalone, he picked up the lobster, scooped out the meat inside with a spoon and started to eat it.

Mo Farah picked up a piece of bread, spread a layer of caviar on it and handed it to his wife: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Although the wife looked very confused, she still took it and took a bite in response to her husband's concern.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

The wife shook her head and said, "It's not very tasty. It's similar to the pickled vegetables we pickle. It's salty and a little fishy, ​​but it doesn't have any other flavor."

Mo Farah also added one with a slice of bread, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and subconsciously curled his lips: "What a crap thing, it's not delicious at all."

Seeing this, the waiter quickly explained: "This kind of caviar is usually eaten with steak.

It's like getting tired of meat and then eating caviar to relieve the greasiness.

Its function is indeed very similar to that of pickles.”

Mo Farah was stunned for a moment: "You mean, this thing is just pickles."

"It can also be understood that way."

"Then why not just eat pickles? Pickles are delicious, cheap, and can supplement vitamins."

The waiter smiled and said, "It's simple. The pickles are not good enough. I'll order steak and prawns with caviar. This is what a noble should do."

Mo Farah couldn’t help curling his lips: “So this is what nobility is like, it’s just like that.

Do you have any pickles? Give me some.

I really can’t get used to eating caviar.”

"We don't have this here."

"Never mind. I have one."

Mo Farah took out a glass bottle from his pocket and opened the lid to find pickled radishes inside.

He put the pickled radish on the table and said to the children:

"Here, don't just eat prawns and steak, take some vitamins."

Several children nodded, and each picked up a piece of radish and put it in their mouths, chewing it.

Half an hour later, the children who were eating voraciously became quiet.

Mo Farah looked at them with a smile: "Eat it all, why don't you eat it?"

Several children shook their heads: "We are full."

"Yeah, I can't eat anymore."

"I can also have a bite of lobster meat. This lobster meat is really delicious."

“I think the vermicelli on scallops is the most delicious.”

Mo Farah smiled slightly, turned his head and said to his wife: "Since we have almost finished eating, let's go!"

After saying that, he stood up and handed a bank card to the waiter.

The waiter took it carefully and turned to leave.

Mo Farah’s wife couldn’t help but ask, “How much is it in total?”

"Thirty-eight thousand dollars."

Mo Farah’s wife’s mouth opened wide: “How much did you say?”

The waiter repeated it again.

Mo Farah's wife looked at her husband and said, "Isn't the food here too expensive?"

The waiter then said, "You can't say our food is expensive, it's mainly because you ordered too much, sir.

There are so many dishes and you haven't even finished one fifth of them.

If you order less, it will be cheaper.”

Mo Farah waved his hand: "Okay, it's just tens of thousands of dollars!
Please pack all these dishes for me and take them home to eat."

Soon the waiter came back after swiping the card.

After respectfully handing the bank card and a receipt to Mo Farah, he started packing with two waiters.

Mo Farah's wife was watching from the side.

Although looking at her husband's expression just now, she knew that the money in the bank card should be enough.

But when she found out that it was really enough, she became extremely worried.

Soon the waiter packed up everything, and Mo Farah left with his bags.

While no one was around, Mo Farah's wife couldn't help but ask, "How much money do you have in that bank card?"

(End of this chapter)