The plan of the day is in the morning!

Long Xinghua, who was originally recuperating in a sanatorium for old cadres in the suburbs of Beijing, returned to his home early in the morning. The sudden appearance of the old man made the entire Long family busy.

Long Chengen and his wife Yin Man asked with concern, "Dad, why didn't you notify us when you came back?" ”

Long Xinghua smiled, "What is there to prepare." Go get busy, Lao Zhao said that he found a treasure and bragged about it last night. I couldn't help it, so I came over early in the morning to see what kind of treasure it was. ”

When Long Chengen heard this, he smiled, "It should be a snuff bottle." ”

"Then I have the bottom in my heart." Long Xinghua said hello to his son and daughter-in-law, then took his guards behind his back to find Lao Zhao.

Yin Man breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, Dad didn't have dysentery!"

Long Chengen grimaced and scolded, "It's not that you spoil your son. It wasn't a big deal, but he wanted to use this method, knowing that what his father hated most was the method of using power for personal gain. ”

The two are talking about Yin Man's use of relationships to help Long Tianao return to China from South Korea.

Yin Man also knew that he was at a loss, so he didn't say anything.

On the other hand, after Long Xinghua went to Lao Zhao's house to see the so-called baby, he ridiculed his good friend fiercely, and he was in a very comfortable mood.

"This old Zhao, such a thing is still bragging to me." After Long Xinghua retired from the power organ, he placed his affection on the collection, and he also had more than ten years of experience, and he was usually most enthusiastic about fighting the novice Lao Zhao.

Long Xinghua's guard Xiao Fang opened his mouth and asked, "Old Long, is there any other place you want to go?" If not, go back to the sanatorium. ”

Long Xinghua said slowly, "Don't worry, Xiaofang, let's go to Long Xiangju first." ”

"Understood."

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Long Xiangju, the ancestral industry of the Long family, a famous store in Beijing. Its pickles are one of the capital's famous specialties and are popular with customers at home and abroad.

The guard Xiao Fang carried Long Xinghua to the door of Long Xiangju, but found that next door to Long Xiangju, there was suddenly an extra Fengming Xuan.

The old man frowned, "Dragon and Phoenix War? Is this store going to fight against Long Xiangju? ”

The old man has rich experience in fighting, and he can see from the name of the signboard that this Feng Mingxuan is not good.

But even if he fought against Long Xiangju, Long Xinghua didn't feel anything. In a market economy, there is no rule that there is no competition.

"Xiao Fang, let's go to that Feng Mingxuan to have a look."

Seeing Feng Mingxuan coming and going, there were three or two kittens on Long Xiangju's side, and Long Xinghua was also very curious.

As soon as he walked into Fengmingxuan, a fragrance went straight into Long Xinghua's nose.

"What is this?"

Long Xinghua's expression froze, he used to make pickles with his father when he was a child, this taste is too familiar, and it is the fragrance that only top-notch pickles emit.

But Feng Ming Xuan is different from traditional pickle shops, with a tasting counter on one side and pickles that have already been packaged on the other.

The staff of Feng Ming Xuan are all young and beautiful girls, and they seem to be trained, have proper manners, and are very patient with those elderly customers.

"This old man, the ingredients used in our pickles in Fengmingxuan are all purchased from organic farms to minimize the impact of pesticides."

"And after testing by scientific research institutions, the nutrients contained in Fengmingxuan's pickles are twice or even twice as high as those of ordinary pickles on the market, which is our sincerity."

"Our purpose is to let customers eat healthy and eat with peace of mind."

Long Xinghua, under the leadership of one of the beautiful clerks, tasted various types of pickles one by one.

The result shocked the old man!

This pure taste, which he had only tasted decades ago, instantly made Long Xinghua mixed with all kinds of flavors.

"Little girl, who is the pickle chef in your shop?"

"It's Master Liao Bin."

"Liao Bin?" Long Xinghua is no stranger to this name, he is the grandson of Master Liao Jiaping, an old clerk in Long Xiangju.

"I don't know how Lao Liao is doing? Why did Liao Bin choose Feng Mingxuan instead of Long Xiangju? ”

Long Xinghua was a little puzzled, Liao Jiaping was very familiar with him, and he had a deep affection for Long Xiangju. Although he was fired by Long Chengen at the beginning, Long Xinghua also made compensation and let him receive a sum of money every month, which was regarded as taking care of his old man.

"Old man?"

The beautiful waitress screamed, which brought Long Xinghua back to her senses, and said with a smile, "Little girl, this kind of eight-treasure vegetables and pickled cucumbers, give me half a catty of each." ”

"Okay."

After Xiao Fang helped Long Xinghua check out, he found that the price of pickles in Feng Mingxuan was about one percent higher than that of Long Xiangju.

"Long Lao, if you want to eat pickles, it's better to go to Long Xiangju to get them, it's so expensive here."

Long Xinghua smiled and did not correct Xiao Fang. In his opinion, it is understandable that pickles of this quality are more expensive than 10%.

Out of Feng Mingxuan's door, Long Xinghua and Xiao Fang walked towards Long Xiangju, and before they reached the door, the sound of quarrel reached the ears of the two.

"Grass, stinky boy, if you don't buy it, get out! Our Longxiangju is the guarantee of quality, and we need a fart inspection certificate! ”

The arrogant voice made Long Xinghua frown.

A young man at the door retorted with a red neck, "If it weren't for my grandfather's name to eat Long Xiangju's pickles, do you think I love to come?" If you don't publish the test results, so that our consumers can eat with peace of mind, how dare I buy it back for my grandfather? ”

The store manager Li Yuntian scolded with a calm face, "Little brother, you won't be invited by Feng Mingxuan to find fault, right?" ”

The young man sneered, "Do you still use me to find fault?" Looking at the comparison of the flow of people on both sides, if it weren't for my grandfather's insistence on eating Long Xiangju, I would have been there a long time ago. ”

"Long Xiangju's service attitude is super poor, and the quality of goods is also declining every year. If it weren't for a signboard, you would have gone out of business. ”

"Hey, although this young man spoke a little rushed, he was indeed telling the truth."

"Yes, the last time I came, the two clerks were playing with their mobile phones, I wanted this, they brought me another one, and it will make me angry when I get home."

"You don't know, the Long family has long planned to sell Long Xiangju, but it seems that the old man has suppressed it. If you can't sell it, you just throw it here and leave it to fend for itself. ”

"Well, I've heard from my relatives too. Long Xiangju colluded inside and outside to dispose of some pickles as bad, but in fact, they were sold at a low price, and everyone made a lot of money. ”

Listening to the words of the onlookers, Long Xinghua's face became more and more ugly.

It may not be without a cause.

If half of these gossips are true, then he Long Xinghua is the biggest fool in the world.

"No wonder every time I come over, I don't notice anything unusual. I see, even the family has to do a face-saving project? Long Xinghua's tone was a little sad, he couldn't imagine that his family would have to do this in order to get rid of Long Xiangju.

The guard Xiao Fang looked at Long Xinghua, who was a little excited, and his face was worried.

Taking a deep breath, Long Xinghua gathered all his feelings and instructed Xiao Fang, "Xiao Fang, help me do one thing." ”