A fat-headed and big-eared wealthy businessman found the catkins who were busy and yelled at her with an obvious garlic mouth: "Manager Liu, I want to complain, you are too unparticular here." I think this garlic cowpea is very delicious today, I want to take away ten servings, why don't you sell it? What do you mean? Look down on the packer? Lao Tzu has money, let alone ninety-eight one, even if it is nine hundred and eight, Lao Tzu can afford it. Ten copies, one less I'm not done with you. ”

This fat-headed and big-eared rich businessman is the owner of a certain mine, and he has just signed a contract to sell the mine, made a lot of money, and brought his men to the Yuemei Hotel to celebrate. He has a special hobby of garlic cowpeas, and when he saw that Yuemei Hotel actually provided a sky-high price of garlic cowpeas, he ordered one out of curiosity.

After the dish was served on the table, he tasted it, and then he was conquered in an instant, only feeling that the garlic cowpeas he had eaten for decades in his life had been eaten in vain, which was completely incomparable to what he ate this time. After ordering a few servings, I finally enjoyed it, but I produced some to take home, so that my wife, who shared her weal and pain, could also taste it. Who knows, but was told by the waiter that this specialty does not provide takeaway, which made the rich businessman very annoyed, and directly found the lobby manager Liu Wu.

And in the private room, a middle-aged fat man with a wide body and a fat body was angry at the waiter in the private room: "Waiter, call you Mr. Su to come over, why haven't the three minced meat and eggplants we asked for have arrived? Do you want to continue to open? If you don't want to open for business, just say that I will close you tonight!"

This middle-aged fat man with a wide body and a fat body is the director of the Chengxi Industrial and Commercial Office, and today he invited important friends and inadvertently ordered a minced eggplant, but he didn't expect that this eggplant was more delicious than lobster and abalone, and he ordered several servings in a row, but he still didn't enjoy it, so he asked for three servings at one time. But after waiting for a long time, the waiter actually said that the raw materials were insufficient and could not be provided for the time being, and if you liked, you could come back at night.

Isn't this playing with people, what kind of person is Lao Tzu, that is the Lord of Yama who controls the life and death of you merchants who open shops in the western area of the city, and even dares to let Lao Tzu come back at night? Do you still want to open a store?

In the large dining room on the second floor, an old woman with almost lost her teeth pulled the young and beautiful waitress and said inarticulately: "Xiao Gu Niang...... Grandma's teasing is about to end...... I can't eat it anymore...... I just want to eat some sleeping fruit......"

It turned out that the old man followed his family to the Yuemei Hotel for dinner, and especially liked to eat the sugar tomatoes, sweet potatoes and watermelon fruit plates provided by the hotel. It's just that these kinds of fruit hotels are not even enough to provide to guests, how can they be sold separately?

However, the old man quit, and pulled the waiter sister and said, making the waiter cry and laugh.

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The entire Yuemei Hotel was busy, and the calls for help were made to the boss Su Yuemei, which made Su Yuemei happy and worried.

The joy is that the business is ridiculously good, and today's business is surprisingly good. On a normal day, around two o'clock, the restaurant would have been cleaned up long ago. But today, in the three-story restaurant, every table is still full, and the people are buzzing. As for the turnover, Su Yuemei estimated that just the past three hours have more than quadrupled compared to usual.

The worry is that the ingredients purchased by the kid named Zeng Cheng in the morning are exhausted, and the taste of the dishes made with ordinary ingredients is less than one percent of the ingredients sent by Zeng Cheng, and the customers don't buy it at all.

After comparing the two, the chefs of the Moon Rose Hotel frowned, and they didn't understand why the gap between the two was so huge, making them lose confidence.

Can't you cook delicious dishes by yourself with ordinary ingredients?

What made Su Yuemei most depressed was that no one answered Zeng Cheng's phone call, and she couldn't find him to deliver the goods.

"This damn little soul is faint, is it deliberately playing with me?" Su Yuemei said viciously. The black-hearted stinky boy deliberately aroused everyone's "appetite", and actually played missing, isn't this playing people.

Su Yuemei was eager to tie a paper figure like Zeng Cheng to play with a needle, when there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in. Su Yuemei said weakly.

It was Zhang Shulin, the financial director of Yuemei Hotel, who came in, she looked at Su Yuemei, who was sitting there with a bitter face, and reminded softly: "Mr. Su, it's half past two, it's time to visit patients in the hospital." ”

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Zeng Cheng, who set up a stall to sell watermelons on the other side, did not have so many troubles, and he was very happy. At more than twelve o'clock, Zeng Cheng actually sold out the more than 1,000 catties of watermelons left in the car, and collected more than 3,000 yuan.

At this time, it was already time for dinner, so Zeng Cheng casually found a small restaurant and ordered a back-pot meat rice bowl for five yuan, which solved the problem of lunch. He pondered that watermelons were so easy to sell, so he planned to drive to find a secluded place outside the city, and pull another cart of watermelons into the city to sell.

Zeng Cheng was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard someone in the small restaurant say loudly: "Look, there is an old man over there who fainted on the road!"

The man shouted so loudly that everyone in the restaurant looked outside. Sure enough, I saw an old man of seventy or eighty years old fainting on the side of the street. A few people squatted next to him, Zeng Cheng listened to the voice, he should be asking about the old man's situation. It's just that the old man has fainted, and he can't respond at all.

Zeng Cheng looked at the bright sun outside, and then looked at the "hulala" electric fan in the small restaurant, and shook his head, the weather is too hot, and I can't stand it with an electric fan, let alone under the sun. The old man looked like he was suffering from heat stroke, and it was also a severe case of heat stroke, and everyone had already fainted.

Zeng Cheng picked up his mineral water bottle and took a sip, it was not mineral water, but the spiritual energy spring water taken from the Baicao space. is used to drinking this kind of spring water, and then let Zeng Cheng drink other water, it is really impossible to drink it. In fact, if it weren't for convenience, Zeng Cheng would not have been willing to come to these small restaurants to solve the lunch problem. Then, he stood up, picked up the briefcase containing the money, and headed outside.

Coming to the fainted old man, Zeng Cheng said: "I said everyone, this old man is obviously in a coma from heat stroke, don't shout there in vain, if you have acquaintances, send them to the hospital quickly." The weather is too hot, and the old man may not be able to hold it for a while. ”

When everyone heard this, they all took a few steps back, away from the unconscious old man. They were not familiar with the old man, and if the old man was just an ordinary fall, it would be nothing for them to help him. But if your life is in danger, you should hide as far as you can.