After Qian Mancang left the rampaging crayfish satisfied, he did not go home immediately, but came to Fumanlou in a staggering manner.

The hall of Fumanlou, which was also closed at noon, was empty at this time, but Qian Mancang didn't care, and did not retreat, but walked straight to Huang Jinsheng's office with a smile.

When he got to the office door, he knocked on it, and without waiting for a response from inside, he opened the door and went in by himself.

"Lao Huang, do you still have a good monkey kui here? Can you even me a few more taels!"

Huang Jinsheng, who was resting on the folding bed, heard the sound and opened his eyes helplessly, "Old money, can't you come at another time?" Lao Tzu just fell asleep. ”

Qian Mancang smiled, went directly to the back of Huang Jinsheng's desk to rummage, and joked while rummaging through the cabinets, "What are you sleeping in this noon? Are you tired last night on the lobby manager of your Fumanlou? ”

"Qu Yanyang!"

Huang Jinsheng glanced at him angrily, "Also, please, can you stop pulling Lao Tzu on her next time?" Lao Tzu has nothing to do with her, it is a pure relationship between the boss and the employee!"

"Hehe, the pure relationship between the boss and the employee? You lie to you! That woman's waist, that ass, you Lao Huang can bear it? You go home and ask you if you believe it. ”

Big, in some places it means daddy.

Before the words fell, Qian Mancang suddenly happily took out a white porcelain tea caddy from Huang Jinsheng's desk.

"I'll see how many ...... there are left."

As he spoke, he picked up the stopper on the porcelain jar.

"You guy! you know that if you come to me to fight the autumn wind, forget about the autumn wind, and pour dirty water on Lao Tzu, there are still two or three taels in it, you can take it, Lao Tzu will deduct it from your rent next time!"

Huang Jinsheng put his hands behind his head and never got up, and he was lazy to speak at this time.

"Buckle it, buckle it! Anyway, Lao Tzu has a lot of houses, so it's not bad for that money!"

Qian Mancang came out of it diligently holding the porcelain jar, and when he passed by Huang Jinsheng, he suddenly burped again, and a mouthful of sauerkraut gas sprayed on Huang Jinsheng's face.

At that time, Huang Jinsheng's expression froze, and he stared at him stunned, as if someone had suddenly wiped his face with stool.

"Ah, hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I ate too much pig killing just now! I can't blame me, hehe, it's all because that Xiao Zhou made it so delicious, hehe. ”

Qian Mancang apologized insincerely.

Huang Jinsheng let out a sullen breath and scolded with a dark face: "You rich and fat man! Did you step on a horse on purpose? Do you honestly mean it? Did Lao Tzu cuckold you or what? Every time you come, you can change your tricks to make Lao Tzu?"

Qian Mancang smiled awkwardly, "Lao Huang, dissipate your anger, I really didn't mean it just now, I just took a few taels of tea from you, how can I be embarrassed to tease you, right?" ”

"Did you really mean it?"

Huang Jinsheng still didn't believe it.

Qian Mancang patted his stomach with a sincere face, "Look at my belly, do you think I will play tricks on you and deliberately eat my stomach like this? Isn't this hurting each other, right?"

Huang Jinsheng really looked at his stomach, and saw that Qian Mancang's stomach was indeed very bulging, thinking that he must have eaten enough to burp just now, so he believed it a little in his heart.

Rolling his eyes, Huang Jinsheng asked casually: "What did you just say? Killing pigs? Is there really anyone selling this thing on this street?"

Huang Jinsheng remembered the first time Cao Yilan came to him before and asked him if there was anything to kill pigs here.

"Yes! I didn't have it, but it's about to be there, Xiao Zhou said that it's a trial now, and I estimate that it will be sold in two days!"

"Which Xiao Zhou?" Huang Jinsheng asked casually, closed his eyes by the way, and prepared to continue taking a nap.

"Just Xiao Zhou, who sold crayfish in front of me, he rented my house, otherwise do you think anyone can eat the vegetables he hasn't officially started selling yet? ”

Qian Mancang said with a smile, walked to the door, and was ready to leave.

But he didn't notice that Huang Jinsheng, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, turned over and sat up from the folding bed.

"Wait, who did you just say? The kid who sells crayfish made it?"

Qian Mancang looked back in amazement, "Yes, what's wrong?"

He didn't understand why Huang Jinsheng reacted so much.

saw Huang Jinsheng frowning at this time and looking at him, "Qian Fatty, what kind of pig-killing dish is really delicious?

"That's right, Xiao Zhou said that this pig-killing dish is Northeast cuisine, hehe, I didn't expect that ghost place in the Northeast to freeze to death, there are such delicious dishes, it's really a hell!"

After sighing, Qian Mancang was curious, "Lao Huang, why do you react so much? What? Are you afraid that Xiao Zhou's small shop will rob your business? ”

As he spoke, Qian Mancang laughed to himself.

Because in his opinion, this was a joke, how could Zhou An's small shop grab the business of Fumanlou? The grade and scale of the two stores were not on the same level.

Huang Jinsheng squeezed out a smile and waved his hand at him, "It's nothing, it's none of your business, take the tea and go to you!

"Devil's face! ”

Qian Mancang muttered dissatisfiedly, glared at Huang Jinsheng, coughed lightly twice and left with the tea.

This time it's really gone.

After he left, Huang Jinsheng took out a cigarette case and lit one, smoking with his brows locked, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he said to himself: "I thought that your crayfish was about to usher in the off-season, and this winter it will be up to Lao Tzu to make money, but I didn't expect that your kid could still toss a Northeast dish, and the crayfish Lao Tzu sold you, but the stalls were withdrawn, and you kid was not satisfied, and you still had to grab business with me in winter, kid! You are forcing Lao Tzu, do you know? And see what waves you can toss, if you are as hot as a crayfish, then don't blame me Huang for being ruthless......

At the end, Huang Jinsheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

……

What Huang Jinsheng thinks, Zhou An doesn't know, he didn't care about the ups and downs outside in the next two days, and his whole mind was on the taste of killing pigs.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhou An took out a pig-killing dish from the kitchen freezer, added soup and cooked it on the liquefied gas stove, and then tasted it.

After trying, he nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The taste is indeed better than yesterday, the taste does not drop significantly, and with his tongue, he can't try much difference.

……

After half past one in the morning, the store closed, Zhou An and Xia Wenjing handed over today's accounts, and came to the kitchen to add soup and cook a pig-killing dish to taste.

After trying, the smile on the corner of my mouth is a little bigger than at noon.

……

At noon on the third day, I tried it again, and the result was still nodding and smiling.

……

In the early hours of the morning, after another taste, he threw the chopsticks on the workbench casually, and Zhou An's smile was extraordinarily bright.