Ye Qingzhou faced a table of delicacies, and after he was full of wine and food, he got up and called the shopkeeper to prepare to settle the bill.

"Old lady, this meal, our boss Dou has already settled the account for you." The shopkeeper stepped forward and explained with a smile.

If it was in the past, Ye Qingzhou used his own appearance, or borrowed the body of other girls with outstanding appearance, it would not be surprising to encounter such treatment.

It's just that I never thought that with the body of an old lady in her seventies and eighties, she could meet such a person.

"I don't know where your family's boss Dou is now, I want to thank him in person." Ye Qingzhou's hand, which was as rough as the bark of a jujube tree, pressed on the tightly covered back basket beside him.

She wanted to meet the owner of the restaurant, but in addition to wanting to be grateful, she wanted to sell the vegetables and fruits she brought.

In the current drought season, these are the most delicate and difficult to grow things, but they are the most lacking in Ye Qingzhou's space.

In particular, the other party is still in urgent need of some dish ingredients.

"This old lady, there have been a lot of things going on in our family Boss Dou recently, I'll help you report it first." After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he turned around and exited the private room.

Ye Qingzhou didn't sit still, put on the basket, and followed the shopkeeper to another private room.

When the shopkeeper heard the sound in the room, his hand that was about to knock on the door suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"The owner, Boss Wu just came over to say that their old lady will have an eighty birthday at the end of the month, and he wants to put eighty tables of wine and food in our Zuixian Mansion to entertain relatives and friends from all over the world." The shopkeeper told the story clearly.

"The other dishes are okay, that is, the melons, fruits and vegetables required by Boss Wu at four o'clock, and the old slave asked all the Zhuangzi and vegetable farmers, but he couldn't get them together." The shopkeeper's face was embarrassed.

As the only Tianfeng Building in this city that is qualified to compete with the Drunken Immortal Building, the biggest proprietor behind the scenes, Master Wu, celebrated his eightieth birthday, and his son actually came to the opponent's restaurant to book a very difficult eighty table banquet, and his intention was self-evident.

Such a requirement, not to mention the current year of great drought, even if it is a bumper harvest year, it will take at least a month to prepare.

Moreover, it is still early spring, and if you want to eat fruits and vegetables at four o'clock, it takes a lot of chariots, horses and manpower to complete.

"Is there no other way?" Dou Yuanliang's warm and beautiful voice sounded, without the slightest blame or embarrassment, let alone the harsh requirements of competitors.

"Hey......" The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head with a bitter face, "Nowadays, there is a great drought in the country, where can the old slave find fresh fruits and vegetables in just half a month?" ”

"This Boss Wu, it is clear that he wants to give us a drunken immortal building."

"Fruits and vegetables at four o'clock, what's so difficult about this?" Ye Qingzhou, who carried the basket on his back, pushed the door and entered.

Her move not only frightened the shopkeeper who was about to report, but even the shopkeeper in the private room couldn't help but look at it.

What's so hard?

It's hard to get to the sky!

Regarding the almost rampant words of the old man in front of him, the shopkeeper did not argue with him too much, "Old man, if you are full today, go home quickly." ”

Ye Qingzhou directly covered himself with an empty back basket and jumped in front of the two, "I should have all the dishes you want." ”

“？？？” Shopkeeper's.

“？？？” Shop small two.

Ye Qingzhou didn't hear the doubts cast by the two.

Dou Yuanliang looked at Ye Qingzhou with a curious expression.

Then she rolled up her sleeves and put her withered hand into the basket covered with cotton.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them saw Ye Qingzhou take out cherries, strawberries, lychees, watermelons, papayas, star fruits, crispy dates, citrus oranges, etc., more than ten kinds of fruits covering the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, almost all over the country, from the basket again and again.

Even the shopkeeper who had seen the world couldn't help but rub his hands when he saw such a shocking scene in front of him, and asked excitedly: "Old lady, I don't know, do you have fresh vegetables here?" ”

"Yes." Ye Qingzhou saw the other party's reaction, and the word in his mouth replied, still calm.

When she raised her hand again and reached into the back basket, she took out dozens of vegetables such as spring bamboo shoots, leeks, cucumbers, lettuce, eggplants, okra, water chestnuts, lotus roots, cabbage, carrots, radish, celery, spinach, etc.

"This, this, this ......" When the shopkeeper looked at Ye Qingzhou again, he felt that she was not an old lady from a poor family, but a living Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering!

Even the shabby-looking bamboo-backed basket in her hand seemed to be like a treasure bag.