The fat man looked bloated, but he didn't walk slowly, Qiao Mo'er and Hua Rong followed closely, turned left and right to the door of a restaurant.

"The shopkeeper is already waiting for you, please." The fat man paused and asked Qiao Mo'er to go first.

Qiao Mo'er froze, looking up at the signboard of the restaurant, with a gloomy look in her eyes.

Yueke Restaurant!

The Yueke Restaurant where they came to sell crabs and were kicked out as beggars by the shopkeeper!

Later, they sold finger cakes, and Yueke Restaurant also wanted to dig up the chef of Mingyue Restaurant at a high price!

This place –

Qiao Moer doesn't have any good feelings!

But it's all at the door—

After thinking about it quickly, Qiao Mo'er pretended to look at her inadvertently, and then raised her legs and stepped into the threshold of the restaurant.

Yueke Restaurant is in the bustling area of the town, and the customer flow has always been very good, but it is still early, no one is eating, the shopkeeper is cleaning, Qiao Moer saw at a glance that the shopkeeper who drove them at the beginning was nodding at the fat man.

The shopkeeper probably didn't recognize her, so he just glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze.

Qiao Mo'er didn't show it, and followed the fat man upstairs, and met the shopkeeper of Yueke Restaurant in a private room.

He was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, wearing a heavy black placket jacket and a gray cotton hat on his head, and his face was shrewd.

When he saw Qiao Mo'er and Hua Rong, he frowned slightly and looked at the fat man next to him.

The fat man hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "It's the spicy cabbage that this girl made, so I invited her over." ”

Jiang Zhenhai picked up the teacup on the table next to him, skimmed the water foam with the lid, glanced at Qiao Mo'er casually, and said lightly: "You made the spicy cabbage?" ”

"Yes." Qiao Mo'er stood there, wearing a blue dress to make her little face very delicate, with perseverance between her eyebrows and eyes, not respecting or being humble.

Jiang Zhenhai's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the cup was brought to his mouth and he took two sips before he spoke again.

"I invited you here today to discuss business with your family, the spicy cabbage will only be supplied to my restaurant in the future, and I will give you two cents of profit, how about it?"

Two cents?

The fat man's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but when he received Jiang Zhenhai's warning eyes, he quickly closed his mouth and stood aside and tried to shrink his sense of existence.

Two cents of profit is indeed very tempting.

But—

"I'm sorry, we don't do this business."

Qiao Mo'er refused without the slightest hesitation, her eyes were clear.

Her simplicity, not to mention Jiang Zhenhai, even Hua Rong was stunned.

In the past few days, getting along with Qiao Moer, she has always kept chattering and saying, this can be sold, and that can also be sold. Even Hua Rong knew that everything was money in Qiao Mo'er's eyes.

But now, when it was sent to the door, Qiao Mo'er refused...

Hua Rong was slightly moved, she felt that she couldn't see through Qiao Mo'er.

"Three cents." Jiang Zhenhai was surprised, thinking that Qiao Mo'er was too little, so he opened his mouth and shouted again.

Qiao Mo'er shook her head with a smile, and still said without any hesitation: "We don't do it." ”

"Miss Joe! Three points of profit is still my biggest concession, don't be greedy. Putting the cup down, Jiang Zhenhai straightened up, his fingers tapped on the table, and his words were a little cold.

Qiao Mo'er still smiled lightly, "Even if the shopkeeper is very profitable today, we don't want to do this business with you, the shopkeeper doesn't look like a dirty person, and he won't do that ugly thing to buy and sell, right?" ”

Jiang Zhenhai's face was slightly gloomy, staring at Qiao Mo'er's face, but he didn't find the slightest fear on it, so he spoke again.

"I wouldn't do anything despicable, but I wonder why you'd turn down this lucrative business? After all, this is more than you selling in the streets, and selling to me, and it is more economical and profitable than the former, so why should the girl have trouble with the silver? ”

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A new week, starting with asking for tickets... (，，??.??，，)