Xiao Shuang'er wanted to rush out and say something, but was stopped by Han Chuan.

This shopkeeper Chen came prepared.

He had already figured out how to do it, and had patiently assessed the consequences and benefits of doing so.

Sure enough...

People don't want to be invincible in the world...

Han Chuan pursed his lips, looked at the shopkeeper Chen with a flat eye, his face was cold and cold, and his tone of voice was not half turbulent, "Why are you here today?" Is it to inform me that Liuxianju is going to make a living from plagiarism? ”

Han Chuan sneered with a sneer, "Or hope, I applaud and cheer for you, and praise you for being a business wizard?" ”

Shopkeeper Chen laughed, and when he smiled, his mouth was even more crooked.

"The shopkeeper He is good-looking, and his words are poor, it's funny!" The shopkeeper Chen put his hand on the table, and he brought eight rings on his ten fingers, and the ring face was bigger than the nail cover, not like a restaurant shopkeeper, but like a thief, "I came here today to seek common ground while reserving differences with you, and see if there is this fate to cooperate and cooperate." I also said just now, the big guys are all peers, the meat is rotten in the pot, if you want, I will pay 800 taels of silver to buy you 20 recipes, you put this 'Shi Xian' off, you should marry someone, you should go home and go home, put this house out, you carry a thousand taels of silver in your arms, how to live is enough! ”

Chen's shopkeeper Erlang's legs were cocked, and he was playing with the turquoise ring in his hand, "I heard that you were released from the palace and didn't go home, so it means that Lao Tzuniang is either dead, or you think they are dead." Girls' families, you will get married after all, you take a thousand taels of silver as a dowry, even if your mother's family is weak, there will always be someone who wants it, and you will thank me. As an elder brother, we have to think about our sister! ”

A street slicker.

A ruffian, bad street.

Han Chuan lowered his head and smiled, after a while, Fang slowly straightened up, stretched out his left hand, palm outward, four fingers moved, his tone was very light, and he turned around while speaking, "Lati, drag the shopkeeper Chen out of 'Shi Xian', he will come once in the future, unload one arm, and then come a second time, unload one leg, if you sue the government, Aunt Ben will lose money." ”

Lati got the order and twisted the arm of the shopkeeper back in Chen, but fortunately the arm was not long enough, and if it was long enough, it would have to be twisted into a twist.

The shopkeeper Chen wailed, and his mouth was not clean, and the sound disappeared into the night after a while.

The people were dragged away, and the trouble remained.

The back of the Han chuan was loosened all at once.

Mama Zhong sighed, "This thing is a little difficult to do..."

Anyone who does business has to be faced.

If you really tear off your face, just to make money, it's not impossible.

Maybe you'll earn it faster.

"Liuxianju is a century-old shop, the name is out, our restaurant is full of full and only opened for the second year, the things are good, but I am also afraid of cutting off the beard..."Mama Zhong was worried, she knew what Liuxianju wanted to do as soon as she heard it - there are so many people who can afford to eat this grade of food, the dishes are the same, the dishes are the same, it is more convenient to eat and there is no need to wait in line... Why don't others stay in Xianju?

Taste alone?

What "Shi Xian" does is a new one.

New dishes, new flavors, and a new appetite that has always hung on people.

Once this balance is broken, the business of "Fresh" will inevitably be impacted.

Mama Zhong sighed softly.

When I left the palace and met this kind of person, it was really... Don't be ashamed...

He only cares about making money, and he doesn't care about fame at all, so what do you do to fight him?

What's more, can the matter of cooking be called stealing?

If you use green onions, don't allow others to use green onions? If you make a pig's trotter, you don't allow anyone else to make an elbow?

You know he's plagiarizing, she knows he's plagiarizing, and everyone knows he's plagiarizing.

But no one can say one, two, three, and they can't sneeze when they suffer a loss, which is worse than eating a fly!

Mama Zhong looked at Han Chuan, the little girl tightly locked her eyebrows, looking a little anxious, Mama Zhong turned her head to look at the lush persimmon tree growing under the southeast corner, and opened her mouth - this matter, they are not easy to solve, but if it is handed over to Xu Yi... It's effortless...

The words turned around in Mama Zhong's mouth, but she didn't say it in the end.

That's it.

The affairs of children are mixed up by others.

Han Chuan, this girl, seems to have a peaceful temperament, docile and kind, but there is some hardness in her heart and bones.

Otherwise, if you say that you will leave the palace, you will leave the palace, and if you say that you will move out of the Bai family, you will move out of the Bai family, and all the silver on your body will be smashed into this restaurant that didn't know what to do at that time...

Han Chuan didn't ask for help, she had her own reasons.

Mama Zhong patted Han Chuan's back and said softly, "Go to bed early, it's not worth it to be angry for this cat and dog." ”

Han Chuan nodded.

It's not worth it.

This kind of person doesn't deserve her to be angry.

It's just that this matter has to be resolved.

She also pointed to "Shi Xian" to make money in Xiangshan, buy thousands of acres of fertile land and become a rich landlord's wife!

On the second day, Han Chuan got up early in the morning, carried a pot of freshly baked wine, and ate a box of snacks, spicy braised pig ears, pig tails, duck intestines and chicken feet, and fried a coarse salt peanut rice.

Well...

The bean sprouts have grown into tendon meat...

Han Chuan beckoned and asked Latty to accompany him to the Iron Lion Hutong - that shopkeeper Chen was not stingy in talking and doing things, if he hid somewhere to ambush her, Latty could also put a snack by his side.

As soon as I entered the Iron Lion Hutong, I listened to the sound of the old man Bai's "tons and tons" of stir-frying, and took a look at it, good guy, the old man was pestle on crutches and turned the cauldron!

The pickled peppers, sour radish, and peppercorns in the courtyard are fragrant, and they make people unconsciously tongue-in-cheek.

Grandpa Bai put the bowl in front of him.

A bowl of noodles is luxuriant, with a layer of freshly fried yards on top, pickled peppers cut into small pieces, neat square pieces of sour radish, chicken intestines, chicken livers, small chicken hearts and chicken gizzards, mixed with the aroma of pickled ginger and pickled radish to exude charm.

On the yard, two green, crisp raw coriander and green onion leaves were selected, and on a cold morning, a bowl of hot freshly fried flour called the belly of the man who had eaten breakfast "gurgling".

Lati looked at Han Chuan, a little at a loss.

Grandpa Bai glared angrily, "snorted", and the two second cylinders glared like Guan Gong in the temple.

Han Chuan explained in a loud voice, "... He is from the north of Xinjiang, and he can't eat poultry offal..."

Grandpa Bai slapped the back of Lati's head, and said concisely, "Give it to Lao Tzu!" ”

While holding a hookah with a crippled will, while soaring through the clouds and fog, the fat old man half leaned on the Taishi chair and squinted, "As a cook, there can be no taboos." You don't eat all of yourself, and you still want diners to eat? What about fools? ”