Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Targeting of Li Hui in the Chinese Medicine Store

"Ahem."

Zhou Ze, who heard Lin Zhaoxue's words, touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "May I ask Store Manager Lin, do you have fifty years of rhubarb?" ”

"Yes."

Lin Zhaoxue's heart flashed when she wanted to tease Zhou Ze: "But are you sure you want to buy it?" ”

"The boss is in business, I'm the customer, why not." Zhou Ze replied.

Seeing that Zhou Ze was so serious in front of his teacher, Guo Dali couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said, Master, Master, why are you two so serious."

Whew!

Suddenly, two murderous eyes looked at Guo Dali, and Guo Dali quickly closed his mouth.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to see me?" Lin Zhaoxue's expression was a little playful.

Zhou Ze spread his hands helplessly: "Boss, I'm here to buy medicinal herbs." ”

"But I don't want to sell it to you." Lin Zhaoxue put her hands behind her back and winked at Zhou Ze.

"Then I don't want it."

Zhou Ze turned around, but was stopped by Lin Zhaoxue: "Sell, sell, sell, how can there be a reason not to do it." ”

"How do you sell it?"

"Li Hui, go and bring the fifty-year-old rhubarb on the shelves inside." Lin Zhaoxue said to a short and fat man.

Zhou Ze recognized that this Li Hui was the person he saw who had a conflict with Lin Zhaoxue that day.

Sure enough, after receiving Lin Zhaoxue's order, Li Hui muttered and walked inside.

This kid, wolf ambition.

Lin Zhaoxue didn't notice his movements because she had her back to Li Hui, she just looked at Zhou Ze with a smug smile.

In her eyes, she finally let Zhou Ze be deflated in front of her for a while.

It doesn't feel so painful.

After a while, Li Hui returned.

It's just that he didn't hold the rhubarb in his hand, but led a group of people.

"Manager, please take a look."

Li Hui laughed, and then motioned to the staff behind him to lift the cover on the tray.

"Fifty years of rhubarb is one of them."

"What do you mean? Do you want me to find it? Lin Zhaoxue was extremely dissatisfied with this Li Hui.

On the bigger side, it is because this Li Hui is the third uncle's person!

"Not the store manager." Li Hui's face was gloomy: "I'm old, and I'm a little dizzy, and I can't recognize which one is the fifty-year-old rhubarb..."

"Are you kidding me?" Lin Zhaoxue sneered: "Isn't there a marked year under each tray!" ”

"Don't make a noise." Zhou Ze grabbed Lin Zhaoxue's arm.

Looking at Li Hui, Zhou Ze smiled: "Presumably, this gentleman wants me to recognize which one is fifty years." ”

"Sir misunderstood, how could you recognize it." Li Hui smiled at Zhou Ze.

After all, he only targeted Lin Zhaoxue, and he naturally would not offend customers and do things to shoot himself in the foot.

"That's right." A female clerk held a plate behind Li Hui and discussed: "It doesn't matter what year it is, don't they all look exactly the same!" ”

"That's right, even if we work here all the time, we can't recognize it without looking at the label under the pallet."

"Steward Li is a little targeted at the store manager..."

"What are you muttering?" Li Hui scolded the past.

Zhou Ze smiled faintly: "Little girl, please come over for a while." ”

The little girl who opened her mouth just now was stunned: "Are you talking about me?" ”

"That's right, it's you."

Looking at Zhou Ze's smiling face, Lin Zhaoxue's anger towards Zhou Ze rose a little more.

Obviously he smiles at everyone, but he makes a stinky face at me.

"What are you doing, sir?" The little girl dragged the plate forward.

"What's your name?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Xiaoqing."

"Xiaoqing, wrap this rhubarb on your plate, I want this." Zhou Ze pointed to the tray in front of Xiaoqing.

"This? Sir, do you want to take a look, if it is not the year you want, I am afraid that the packaging will damage the spirituality of the medicinal herbs. Xiaoqing reminded.

Li Hui sneered: "What a layman, do you really think that you are handsome if you point at it casually?" ”

Hearing Li Hui muttering quietly, Zhou Ze didn't pay attention to him, looked at Xiaoqing politely and said, "Wrap it up." ”

"The store manager..."

Xiaoqing looked at Lin Zhaoxue.

Lin Zhaoxue nodded and said, "Wrap it up." ”

"Wrap up?" Li Hui shouted: "After wrapping up, if it's not the year he wants, what if he returns?!" ”

"Then give him back."

"What you said is strange and lightweight, Manager Lin, how to calculate the money returned, because the aura of the packaging is lost?!" Li Hui is aggressive.

Lin Zhaoxue couldn't help but retort angrily: "It's all on me!" ”

"Good! That's what you said! Li Hui said: "I will truthfully report to the master's family and accuse you of losing money!" ”

"Whatever you want!"

"Two of you, can you stop arguing first." Watching the two quarrel at such a close distance, Zhou Ze finally found an opportunity to interject.

"Is there a possibility, the one I picked is the fifty-year-old rhubarb?"

"Absolutely impossible." Li Hui turned around and said, "Sir, here are ten plates of rhubarb of different years, all of which look exactly the same, what if you guess and I give it to you directly?" ”

Hearing this, the clerk who had a lot of trays behind him pursed his lips and laughed.

Although Lin Zhaoxue knew Zhou Ze's identity, he didn't recognize that he could see through the year of medicinal materials at a glance.

"Don't worry, even if you guess wrong, the loss won't be yours."

"Why do you have to be so serious?" Zhou Ze said helplessly: "Xiaoqing, you hold the plate above your head and take a look at the vintage." ”

"That gentleman didn't mean to wrap it up directly..."Xiaoqing whispered.

"What's the difference?" Zhou Ze shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, it's all fifty years." ”

"This gentleman is really joking, how can anyone see through the year of Chinese medicinal materials at a glance." Li Hui said with a smile.

But the moment Xiaoqing lifted the plate, he couldn't laugh.

I saw that under the plate held by Xiaoqing's hands, the board was engraved with the three big characters of "Fifty Years"!

"This..."

Xiaoqing was also shocked, staring at Zhou Ze with a pair of eyes.

"It's a coincidence!" Li Hui screamed.

"Since you said it was a coincidence, it might as well be like this." Zhou Ze touched his chin, and then changed to a clerk and said with his finger: "Thirty years." ”

The plate is held up.

"Thirty years!"

"Guessed right again!" Xiaoqing was surprised.

Lin Zhaoxue also looked at Zhou Ze with a shocked expression.

Zhou Ze pouted at Xiaoqing: "What do you mean and guess right, it's obviously whether I can see it or not." ”

"Okay, vigorously, take the rhubarb, let's go." Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Li Hui stopped Zhou Ze: "Sir, the price of this fifty-year-old rhubarb..."

"You didn't give it to me." Zhou Ze replied with a smile: "Thank you." ”

"I was just kidding." Li Hui's face was embarrassed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The price of this accurate year of rhubarb is not cheap. ”

"Yes!"

Zhou Ze nodded: "Thank you so much, Steward Li." ”