Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Lion Opens His Mouth

Martin became the most trusted hero in Wangjiang Tower.

For dinner, there was a large table for children aged ten and under, with fifteen people, and the remaining nine people at a large table, including Purple Butterfly.

Purple Butterfly was also invited to dinner, she was helping to pour wine for Martin, Aunt Wu helped him prepare vegetables, the eldest lady Wyeth moved the plate in front of him, the two uncles who had been diagnosed and treated by the doctor were fine and gestured to him, and the children at the other table looked at him with adoring eyes.

Martin felt like he was going to float to the sky, and it was so great to be a hero, and he blushed a little embarrassedly, not at all like a person who lived on the road. Especially when Purple Butterfly came to help him pour wine, although Martin was sitting upright and looked like a decent gentleman, his nose was full of the body fragrance on Purple Butterfly's body, which made him sit on pins and needles, and hurriedly moved out, afraid of touching Purple Butterfly's body.

Although there are only these four dishes, many of which have just learned how to be made by Wu with their newly recruited apprentices, there are still some inconsistencies in the heat and taste, but even so, it is much better than the original "Zhen Restaurant". It can be seen from everyone's reaction that almost no one wants to talk and is rushing to eat.

In the past, it was good to be able to buy some food from the vendors, and the dishes cooked in ordinary restaurants were delicious, but now, they suspect that God is in heaven. When he was full of wine and food, Zhen Feng cleared his throat and signaled that he wanted to speak, and everyone looked at him.

"Family, I am very happy today, because we work together to stick to our kind heart, when we encounter injustices, we will take action when we should act, of course, we are also grateful to the little lady of Purple Butterfly for trusting us, facing difficulties with us, and letting us unite our hearts for the first time. Today's food comes from your own labor, and I believe everyone eats it deliciously. However, many people said that I was stupid, and I found a group of homeless people, beggars, and miscellaneous people who didn't know how to cook, brew, or run a restaurant, and not only ate and lived, but also gave money. However, everyone is not busy shedding tears, my turning point is coming, because we do this, we will soon be unable to make ends meet, and we can't support it every day by relying on 'three bowls of no river' to earn ten yuan of money, so many food costs, food, drink and lasa expenses, we are too poor! ”

Looking at everyone's worried expressions, Zhen Feng achieved his goal: "Therefore, we are going to start launching a limited food and delicacies package 'Five Crowns Banquet', which is four dishes and a pot of wine." Of course, the name here is the 'crown' of the champion Hou, indicating that this banquet is the crown of all dishes. But as you might have guessed correctly, the price of this table is five dollars. ”

"No, we didn't think so." Many people's eyes widened, dumbfounded, and they had never seen the world, swallowed their saliva, and then looked at the empty dinner plate in front of them, thinking in their hearts: How can this little wine and food be sold so expensive? Wuguan, that is, ...... 5,000 yuan, dear mother, you can buy eight stones of grain, I ate five yuan just now! That's enough for a family to spend for a year! Why don't you give me money for evil......

Martin was more upright, shook his head and asked, "Shopkeeper, can you really sell this little wine and food so expensive?" ”

"That's natural, and the wine has to be halved, and a pot is only half a catty. Starting tomorrow evening, people who can't challenge the 'three bowls but the river' want to eat and drink, they can come into the building, but they have to be matched with a full banquet, and we only serve 20 tables a day, and we do not support their own ordering, all of which are mandatory. It doesn't matter if you come for one person or 10 people, you will only be served with four dishes and one wine at one table, and you will have to queue up again if you want to add dishes. Ten tables line up and eat on the first floor, ten tables draw lots, and if you are lucky, you can go up to the second floor to eat. As always, we will make all the winners public, and there is no such thing as going through the back door. It is estimated that those who want to go through the back door are the fate of today's emperor's son. ”

Zi Die's eyes also widened, Wuguan money is not much for Qin Huaihe, and there may be more than that, but for wine and food, it is indeed a lot: "Brother Zhen, this is ...... Is it possible? ”

Zhen Feng was not afraid of such doubts, and asked rhetorically, "What do you think of these dishes compared to Jiang Qing Pavilion?" ”

"Jiangqing Pavilion is far inferior, and even Huajian Building is not as good as here."

"That's fine. In fact, what we sell is not food and wine, but unique, unique, exciting, and cultural. Tomorrow you can add another challenge, if the guests come to eat, they can hold on to the weight of the four dishes and have 90% left, and this table is free. Prepare a punctual scale, weigh it before and after meals, remove the weight of the plate itself, write it on paper, keep it for a good file, and we will publicize it. It's a novelty thrill to play, it's a heartbeat. Zhang Qu, you are responsible for writing the notice, and tomorrow you will talk to the guests, and challenge the volunteers. ”

Zhang Qu nodded and said: "Sun Tzu's Art of War has a cloud: those who want the same up and down win!" Together, we will be able to make Wangjiang Tower thrive. ”

Martin said bluntly: "Brother Zhen, as long as you read a lot, what do you show in front of others!" As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter, and there were not a few people who coaxed, even Zi Butterfly was also happy. Just when everyone was full of hope and making a fuss, there was a knock at the door.

Zhantang went to open the door, but did not directly bring people in, but took a greeting note and gave it to Zhen Feng. Zhen Feng saw that it was Jiang Ling, the head of the Jiangqing Pavilion, and the purpose of such a formal visit was obvious - to take Zidie back. Now in the Jiangning City Circle, Purple Butterfly came to Wangjianglou to queue up in advance to buy wine for the General's Mansion, and finally the General's Mansion made it clear that it had no intention of asking Purple Butterfly. The so-called "smuggling" was said and no one believed it, and Zidie's stay in Wangjiang Tower was also a slap in the face of Jiangqing Pavilion.

Since the person who came was polite and a middle-level cadre, there was no reason for Zhen Feng not to see him. But he asked Zhantang first: "Uncle Zhan, how many people are here?" ”

"Three."

Zhen Feng asked the eldest lady and aunt to take the women and boys back to the backyard first, and then arrange the exhibition hall to bring people in. When Zidie heard this, she grabbed Zhen Feng's arm tightly with both hands, and her eyes were full of pleading. She was all too familiar with it, and soon she had already guessed the reason, and once she was brought back, the fate that awaited her would not be a good day.

Zhen Feng stretched out his other hand, wanting to pat Zidie's hand to comfort her and reassure her. However, when his hand was about to touch the purple butterfly, he suddenly remembered that this was an era with great defense between men and women, and he couldn't help himself, so his hand stopped abruptly, stopped in mid-air, and nodded instead.

Purple Butterfly instantly understood, and after being in the fireworks field for a long time, she was naturally a little exquisite. Martin picked up the stick and was about to follow out, but Zhen Feng rolled his eyes: "They are all civilized people, look at your appearance!" ”

The person at the head should be Jiangling, who looks like Sven, white and clean, and he can't tell on his face that he is a martial arts practitioner and doesn't know how to become the leader of the nursing home.

After a polite time, Jiangling went straight to the topic: "Shopkeeper Zhen, I was ordered to come to pick up the little lady of Purple Butterfly back to the museum, it is convenient for the shopkeeper Zhen, please ask the little lady of Purple Butterfly to come out, keep it in mind." ”

Zhen Feng looked at this battle, and sent a reminder in his heart: Your friend "Tireless Zhen Scared" has been launched.

"You Jiangqing Pavilion is very capable, you come to me during the day to beat people, beat the old people half to death, and come to me at night to ask for people, do you think Wangjiang Tower is one of those tiles, come if you want, and beat people if you want to?"

Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, and many businessmen had to be respectful to themselves on weekdays, and at this time, there was a sense of "shamelessness" condensed in his chest: "What does the shopkeeper Zhen want?" ”

Zhen Feng said politely: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's all said that harmony is precious, Wangjianglou and Jiangqing Pavilion still have friendly exchanges, so please Jiangqing Pavilion settle our injured medical fees, medical expenses, lost work expenses, rehabilitation and nutrition expenses, mental loss expenses, and property damage expenses. ”

Martin and the others listened to the lion's wide-mouthed demand for compensation, and felt that their blood was boiling, and they couldn't cry or laugh, is the shopkeeper crazy, is this deliberately finding fault? He clenched his fists, ready to respond.