The shopkeeper is a bully, and he has to beat people!

Zhao Xiaoman looked at the man who rushed over with his fist raised, wrinkled his face slightly, raised his left foot and kicked it.

"Puff~"

The 200-pound man slipped and fell to the ground in a backward swimming position.

Zhao Xiaoman's feet haven't kicked out yet!

She put her legs down, took two steps back, looked at the man who fell to the ground and had a distorted face, and said, "I didn't touch you, you fell by yourself." ”

"Ah~"

The back of the man's head was about to be broken, and he suddenly held his head and curled up on the ground.

The fat shopkeeper stared at a pair of black bean eyes, and almost shouted, "What's the matter?"

"Forget it, forget it, forget the shopkeeper, let's value peace."

The long shirt bypassed the man who threw himself half to death, comforted the shopkeeper, and said, "If the business can't be done, don't do it, it's not good to break your head and bleed." But the shopkeeper, you can also see who we are, which means that our boss is more rational today, otherwise, I can't bury it! ”

What does it mean?

The fat shopkeeper endured the horror, and suddenly felt a little panicked when he smiled at the long shirt.

The smile on the face of the long shirt was full of folds, and he whispered to the fat shopkeeper: "I am not satisfied with you, we are the people of Dawangzhai, and the shopkeeper should have heard of Dawangzhai, right?" ”

"Bandits?"

The fat shopkeeper blurted out, and his face immediately changed.

He was a little trembling: "Hero, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I offended the two, forgive me, the two adults don't remember the villain." ”

"What about ours?"

"Yes, I want it."

The shopkeeper was like a send-off, squeezing a smile and sending them out in person.

"Don't tell the official," the cheongsam looked at the shop meaninglessly, as if looking for a better place to start.

The shopkeeper suddenly had a cold sweat, holding his fist and promised: "Don't dare, don't dare, never dare." With a little heart, the hero took it to drink tea. ”

They left the shop and waited anxiously to come out.

Changsam saw that Zhao Xiaoman was playing with silver, he lowered his voice and told Feng Wujiang about the episode just now, and instructed him, "Find two people to keep an eye on this house, in case they really report to the official, we should not show our faces in the official mansion now." ”

"Come on," Feng Wuyin glanced at the shop coldly, and then smiled again, "Boss, hurry up and take a look, the people who have tried our alkaline noodles before have already found it." ”

At the fork in the street, the little guy I had seen in the grocery store before was waiting with a middle-aged man.

"That's them."

The little brother pointed to Zhao Xiaoman, and they introduced them to their shopkeepers.

After some politeness, the shopkeeper, who is in his fifties and surnamed Xu, said straight to the point: "I want all the edible alkali you brought, let's make a price." ”

Zhao Xiaoman copied this hand and reminded him: "A pound of flour with a pinch of alkaline noodles is enough, and the taste of pasta will be destroyed if you put too much pasta." To put it simply, the grocery stores in the entire Shixian County don't add up to the alkaline noodles of a stone jar. ”

Shopkeeper Xu really didn't understand, half understood, half didn't understand: "This thing is so effective, how are you going to sell it?" ”

"Wait, wait, backing the mountain, right?"

A woman in her thirties shouted and walked briskly across the street. She greeted the shopkeeper Xu first, and then introduced herself with a warm smile that she was the housekeeper of the restaurant.

"I've eaten white flour buns, and the taste is really good, but I don't know how other pasta dishes can be made?"

Shopkeeper Xu smiled first: "Mrs. Wang, you are really good at looking for it, where did you go to me before, but now you have chased it in person, why are you so smart?" ”

"How can you do it if it doesn't work?" Mrs. Wang said heartily, "I met those boys who carried the burden and sold steamed buns, and I heard from them that someone got the edible alkali, where can I still sit." ”

She looked at Zhao Xiaoman and them, looked around, and put her eyes on the long shirt, waiting for him to answer.

Cheongsam replied, "As long as it's pasta, it's fine." ”

Mrs. Wang: "Get me some first, I'm making noodles over there." ”

Zhao Xiaoman was next to the donkey cart, and casually took the pre-wrapped alkaline noodles and threw them to her: "I've sent you." ”

"Ah," Mrs. Wang held in her hand and looked at it, "how embarrassing is this, how much silver, I'll give it." ”

"Give me some too?"

Standing by the side from a distance to watch the strange passers-by follow in the fun.

Zhao Xiaoman was not stingy, threw over a pack casually, and shouted: "Just add a small pinch when making noodles." ”

"This girl is so generous," Mrs. Wang put down her plan to take the silver, and turned to the shopkeeper Xu, "If you want to take their goods, hurry up, I think this thing will work, and I will go to you to buy it in the future." ”

Mrs. Wang left, and Zhao Xiaoman was still chatting with the passerby.

The shopkeeper of Xu said with a long shirt: "You are quite sincere, but I still have a shop in Fucheng, how many of them are sold, you can make a price." ”

"Shopkeeper Xu is also a bright person, so ......"

The words of the caftan were not finished this time, and someone came again.

"Shopkeeper Xu."

Another middle-aged man walked in this direction, arching his hands and greeting the shopkeeper Xu with a smile.

"Treasurer Wu," Shopkeeper Xu returned the salute, slightly puzzled, "Shopkeeper Wu, this is?" ”

"Look for them," the short shopkeeper surnamed Wu looked at the surnamed Xu, "You also heard about edible alkali?" ”

"They're looking for it," Shopkeeper Xu smiled and gestured to them in the cheongsam, "No, we're talking about it." ”

"This is a deal, and I found two families, huh?" The surnamed Wu immediately verbally blamed.

"I don't blame them," the shopkeeper Xu explained to him what Zhao Xiaoman had said before, and now the two shopkeepers all looked at the cheongsam.

They found a total of three passable grocery stores, and there were two of them, and the white prostitute who had reached out for something before also brought a lot of people at this time, and they were chattering about buying alkaline noodles.

This time there is a market, they are standing at the intersection, a bunch of people surround, the more lively the more people attract, just a moment around the kung fu donkey cart men and women surrounded dozens of people, more than half of them are women, Zhao Xiaoman has already stood on the stone jar with his waist inserted.

"Why did you buy it yourself?" The tone of the surname Wu is sour.

"Everyone wants to buy it, isn't it impossible to stop it," Changsan laughed, and heard Zhao Xiaoman, who was standing on the stone jar, shouting in a clear voice: "A pack of 5 yuan." ”

5 Wen Qian can eat a bowl of half-meat chaos, but each package of alkaline noodles wrapped in straw paper is only as many as a child's fist.

The people below immediately shouted:

"5 money?"

"Can it be cheaper?"

"It's not going to work."

"Give me a pack, get me a pack first."

"I've made two trips to the grocery store, and if this thing is really good, I'll buy more next time."

"It's good, it's good, you can buy a few white flour buns and taste it."

"My family marries a daughter-in-law, and I have to steam hundreds of steamed buns, is this bag enough?"

"Give me the copper plate first, and give me the 5 text first," Feng Wu stood in the crowd and shouted in a voice that was about to split.

"I knew that so many people wanted to buy it, so I didn't rush to find a shop," Cheongsam muttered, the more he tried to publicize it, the more subtle he felt.