Monday.

Breathing in the fresh air of the morning, it is the day of a new day to set up a stall, and it is getting closer and closer to paying off the debt, Wang Qiang is full of energy.

As before, after getting out of the cage, he and his mother came to the door of the vegetable market, although it has only been a few days of business, but the reputation of honest management and customer service has been played, and the business is good.

There is a default rule for doing business, which many people may not know, that is, selectively missing two pounds.

Some businessmen are more bad, and there are definitely a lot of unfamiliar faces, or even a little more, but the regular customers are not so polite, and they tend to be a little less, because the regular customers have already generated trust, and they feel almost the same in their hands, and they will not be called again, commonly known as killing familiarity.

After all, there is no fair scale in the vegetable market now, and even if there is a fair scale later, only a few people weigh the right amount, so there are very few cases of baskets.

Wang Qiang didn't do this, and he didn't plan to do it, doing business to make money, selling it with integrity, if even the integrity was ruined, then he wanted to make money.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun rose in the east, driving away the last vestiges of darkness.

The man over there skillfully grabbed two tomatoes from the vegetable stall, asked the price, and skillfully took out the money from his pocket, carried the bag and left, the woman on the left, picked out clothes on the shelf, originally picked a red sleeveless shirt, and suddenly found that another white one was better, so he hung up the red one in front of him, and took the white one, although it was two yuan more expensive, but she was still smiling.

Everyone else's business is good.

But Wang Qiang seemed to have hit the evil spirit, and sat here with his mother for a long time, stunned that there was no business to the door, even if there were old customers who had sold fish here two days ago passing by, they just squinted and glanced, and then went inside, and he even saw that an old customer went straight to a fish seller inside.

It's weird.

What's going on?

Wang Qiang was a little puzzled.

Just as he was thinking, a goose-faced woman stepped forward and asked, "You fish ......?"

Before she finished speaking, another fat woman with her pulled her clothes, leaned into her ear and whispered a few words, not knowing what to say, and then the goose-faced woman looked at Wang Qiang with strange eyes, turned around and walked inside.

Wang Qiang, who had already raised his buttocks, sat back a little confused, what did the fat woman and the goose-faced woman say?

"Eh, Xiao Wang, your business is not very good today. Uncle Zhai's voice came from the side, pulling Wang Qiang's thoughts back.

He nodded slightly, watching the fish jumping around in the wooden basin and stirring up a lot of splashes, but there was no business coming to the door, and his mood was not too high.

The mother who was sitting on the small bench accosted her, and she thought about it quite openly, "How can business be good every day, normal." ”

Having said that, it's just that Wang Qiang frowned and felt that there was a bit of a problem, if the business was not good, everyone should be bad, but the two fish businesses inside were still thriving, looking in through the gate, from time to time I could see the customers around him pointing at him from time to time, what's going on?

After thinking about it in his head, he never figured it out.

That's when business came to the door.

It was the last time I saw a very high-quality middle-aged man with glasses, who had just come out of the vegetable market, carrying chicken and edamame in his hands, "Get me two crucian carp." ”

Before I could talk, an aunt with a wrinkled face came out next to me.

"Mr. Wang, what about selling fish?"

"Well, Aunt Yu, are you also here to buy vegetables?"

"Yes, my grandson was clamoring for fish, so I came. Aunt Yu smiled, and then Wang Qiang clearly saw her and gave Teacher Wang a look, "Let's go inside and buy it, shall we?"

Teacher Wang waved his hand, "I bought fish here last time, helped kill, and the service attitude was good, so I bought it here." ”

Aunt Yu was a little anxious, "No, you listen to me......"

Teacher Wang didn't listen, and said directly to Wang Qiang: "Bigger." ”

It's still an old business, it's finally open today, Wang Qiang said with a smile: "Okay." He picked up a chopstick-length crucian carp from the water, "Do you think it's so big?"

Teacher Wang nodded.

Aunt Yu sighed and shook her head.

Many people came out of the food shopping inside, and when they saw someone buying fish from Wang Qiang's side, they all stopped and watched from afar, standing there and talking to each other, their voices were very low, and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Wang Qiang didn't care, took the black plastic bag and rod scale from his mother's hand, first threw the fish just now, and then fished out a crucian carp of about the same size from the wooden basin and put it into the bag, then picked up the scale and weighed it. ”

Teacher Wang took out the money from his pocket and handed it to his mother.

Seeing that the money was collected, Wang Qiang said, "I'll kill you?" After speaking, according to his previous habits, he squatted down and picked up a kitchen knife to kill the fish.

Teacher Wang opened his mouth to stop, "Wait." ”

Wang Qiang was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

The man with glasses looked sideways at Uncle Zhai, "Brother, can you borrow me the scale?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere was tense.

The people who were talking not far away stopped communicating and looked straight over.

Uncle Zhai's face was a little nervous, looking at the mother and son, he was hesitating whether to borrow or not, borrowing, saying that the weight was wrong to offend Wang Qiang, and if he didn't borrow, he always seemed to be hiding something, and it seemed that it was not good to do anything.

Borrowing scales?

Could it be that he thinks I'm short of two pounds?

Wang Qiang smiled a little angrily, glanced at his mother, did not stop it, did not do anything wrong, and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

"Dude?" asked the man in glasses softly.

Seeing that Uncle Zhai was still silent, Wang Qiang took the initiative to say, "Uncle Zhai, borrow the scale, thank you." ”

"Oh. Seeing Wang Qiang speak, Uncle Zhai had no scruples, picked up the rod and scale from his hand and handed it over.

The man in glasses took the scale, awkwardly placed the bag on the hook, and slowly moved the nylon thread that tied the scale.

There were originally seven or eight people watching.

At this meeting, there were more people, and the people who ran out of it in three or three asked each other for a while, and then they didn't leave, and suddenly there were more than a dozen or twenty people, including men, women, old and young, and almost all of them blocked the passage of the vegetable market.

Wang Qiang can find that some people have schadenfreude in their eyes, as if something fun will happen next.

"Isn't that the weight?"

"Big brother, how's it going?"

"Is it like what Lao Li Lao Chen said?"

A few other people came over and couldn't wait to ask, Aunt Yu was relatively short, and she was tiptoeing to look at the scales.

In fact, at this point, Wang Qiang had vaguely understood what was going on with today's business poor, he glanced at the vegetable market without emotion, and then withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Wang, who was weighing.

Uncle Zhai secretly sweated for Wang Qiang, he had a good impression of the young man, don't make any trouble.

It's the mother, although she said nothing with a calm face, but she didn't worry at all, her family understands her own family affairs, she has always listened to her son's weight to others, and she has never been short of pounds or two, and she is not afraid of others changing scales.

Everyone was staring at Mr. Wang.

Everyone wants to know if the portion is less.

Teacher Wang was not in a hurry, and kept moving the scale to the level of the scale rod, when he suddenly lost his voice in surprise and said, "How can it be?