Chapter 8 The report is too pompous

Everyone has never seen such a shameless shopkeeper. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Early in the morning, I stopped on the side of the road, and when I saw a person pulling a person, they all pulled them to their own store, and there were two buns in front of everyone, with radish filling.

Everyone was afraid of Qian's second sister-in-law's reputation, and they didn't want to tear their faces, so they picked up the bun and tasted it, it was sour and fishy, and there was a smell of soybean oil.

Where is this for people to eat!

At this time, a peculiar fragrance slowly drifted along the wind to the store, and everyone raised their noses to smell it, and their eyes immediately lit up.

What smells so good?

The white-bearded old man stood up on crutches and followed the source of the fragrance step by step.

"Hey, that old Chen, do you have any money for the bun?" Aunt Qian is happily bringing buns from the kitchen, business is doing very well today, it seems that my buns are really good!

Fifteen yuan for one, so many people, two per person, today is considered a windfall!

She was thinking about something beautiful, and when she saw Lao Chen Tou on crutches and about to go out, she hurriedly rushed out to stop him, "What's the matter, Old Chen, the buns are not delicious!" ”

"Keep that bun for the dogs!" Lao Chen walked forward with a crutch, and Aunt Qian immediately became angry, "You old man is unreasonable, it's not good to eat, you come in and JB Mao!" Wipe it, pay for the buns, or you want to leave today! ”

As soon as Lao Chen saw that this old lady was playing tricks, he immediately got up, put his crutches on his club, and his beard trembled with anger, "In the Qian family's house, don't play tricks with me, you can try to move me, believe it or not, I touched the porcelain and blackmailed you to bankrupt the family?" ”

"Rub, what are you doing...... Unreasonable? Second Aunt Qian hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to do it, this old man can be eighty this year, trembling with a crutch, something really happened to play, I have been doing it for decades in vain.

This horizontal person is also afraid of being stunned, and he is afraid of dying.

The people in the house had long been tired of seeing the faces of the Qian family and his wife, so they shouted, threw the buns all over the ground, and followed the old man straight to the source of the fragrance.

The second sister-in-law of Qian was so angry that she jumped to her feet and scolded, you bastards, you old babies, why don't you let the car kill you all......

The old man came to Wang Yuan's store, raised his nose and sniffed, sure enough, this is it!

"Young man, you sold this bun?"

Wang Yuan nodded, he didn't know the old man, but he was also invited into the store, and at this time, another group of people came from a distance, it was the group of customers from yesterday.

Both gangs crashed together, and the small shop was immediately so crowded that there was no place to turn around.

"Brother, I ordered buns yesterday, you can't owe them today, come thirty!" A tall fat man squeezed into the crowd and said angrily as he held up the banknote urn.

The other laughed, "I also booked it yesterday, let's have ten yo-yo intestines first!" ”

"You can pull it down, just your dog's belly, you can't eat a hundred of them, so leave it to me!"

"You can, your rotten belly can't make a bottom in a hundred......"

The two of them faced each other.

Wang Yuan stretched out his hands at everyone helplessly, "I'm sorry, the raw materials have run out, and now there are forty-six buns left, and there are two broken skins, if you want to buy them, everyone will line up according to the first come, first served, and those who don't buy them will come early tomorrow, how about it?" ”

Everyone was deflated when they heard it, and someone said Xiao Wang, you are playing hunger marketing, how good it is for you to have one hundred and eighty more! Save everyone from looking at the gluttony and not being able to eat.

"I want to too, but my radish and pork are all transported from the vegetable garden at home, just a little bit every day, I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes, I don't have to eat it!"

Wang Yuan was telling the truth, don't look at the fact that he made so many steamed buns today, after deducting the two that Chu Xiangling even coaxed and abducted, he didn't dare to eat the rest.

I'm afraid that there will be too many people to rob me.

"Okay, okay, don't ink, is it rare to be expensive! One person is not? The big fat man just now came to the front of the line and handed Wang Yuan eight hundred yuan, "Brother, can you make a reservation?" I'll book fifty first. ”

"You feed the pigs, it's fifty ...... in one bite," the one who spoke was the one who pinched him just now.

"It's none of your business! I eat while sitting, I eat lying down, I eat horizontally, and I just don't give it to you! ”

Wang Yuan shook his head, "Brother, if you just forced me to death, I can't do so much!" Wang Yuan smiled bitterly in his heart, which Wang Ba Lamb invented the fairy vegetable garden, I promise not to kill you, why can I only take out five catties of things at a time? Hurt me, you know!

Someone faintly came in the distance: It's not the author's second ......

"Okay, it's not difficult for me to do it for you, fifteen yuan, one, look at it!" The fat man reluctantly took back the banknotes, took out two zero bills and threw them to Wang Yuan, grabbed the buns and the shredded radish that he gave away, and ate them while walking.

When he walked in front of the bickering man, he deliberately tapped his lips, "This bun is old and fragrant!" ”

"Hungry?" He deliberately leaned in front of the man and said with a grin.

As soon as the man smelled the fragrance of the buns, he came down, to be honest, he had never even smelled such delicious buns when he said he had eaten them in his life.

The man swallowed hard and turned his face away from him.

"Don't go home, there's no more for you." The fat man didn't forget to give him a critical blow when he left.

"Don't push the calves!" The man finally couldn't help it anymore and hit back with a counter-kill.

More than forty buns were emptied in two minutes, and the remaining two poked holes and exposed the stuffing were also snatched and bought, Wang Yuan didn't expect that business would be so good, is it that I came to operate.

After careful calculation, fifty buns were sold for seven hundred and fifty yuan, counting the labor or something, and the entrance and exit fee of the pit father's vegetable market was five hundred yuan, which made more than 100 points.

However, compared to the previous bleak situation, this is a lot.

Wang Yuan took a rare rest, hung a sign at the door of the store that was temporarily closed, returned to the upstairs ring turn, and entered the fairy vegetable garden.

Chu Xiangling rushed into the newspaper office with a lunch box, and met the editor-in-chief looking for her, saying that the manuscript was unqualified and was brushed down by the editor-in-chief, and the position was left to someone else.

"How is it unqualified, why is it unqualified, why is it unqualified?" Chu Xiangling asked like a cannonball, and the editor-in-chief was stunned by her question, scratching the top of his brain that didn't have a few hairs, "This, this...... Your article is too pompous. ”

"What is exaggeration, why is it exaggerated?" Chu Xiangling pushed him away and was about to go to the editor-in-chief to ask what was going on, but was pulled by the editor-in-chief, "My little aunt, if you continue to make trouble, make a big mistake, you will have to get out of the bag, stop it!" ”

Chu Xiangling remembered that she had already been credited four times, and if she did it again, she would tell the newspaper about Sayonala.

She forced herself to calm down, turned her face to the editor-in-chief and said, "That store is really first-class!" I really don't lie to you, that mushroom cabbage is called an authentic, to be honest, after eating his family dishes, I don't have any appetite to eat anything else. ”

"Don't believe me?" Seeing the editor-in-chief's smiling face, Chu Xiangling decided to give him some dry goods.

"These two buns belong to his, you taste them and then express your opinion." She's really willing to give it up.

"This bun doesn't look good!" The editor-in-chief looked at the crookedness of the two buns, and there were places to use a dough batter for fear of leaking soup, and his face was full of ridicule.

"Don't talk useless, try it." Chu Xiangling handed him a pair of chopsticks.

The editor-in-chief lifted his glasses, picked up a bun and put it in his mouth, and took a bite slowly.