Chapter 42: I was so depressed that I wanted to kill

The cobbler has only two sons, Pi Hai and Pi Jiang, and if Pi Hai faces detention, the cobbler will not choose to lose money.

offended Pi Hai, as well as Pi Jiang.

When he is old and paralyzed in a hospital bed, if Pi Hai wants to pull out the oxygen tube, Pi Jiang will stop it, and vice versa.

If both sons are offended, then Pi Hai goes to the door of the ward to check the wind, and Pi Jiang pulls out the oxygen tube.

There was a domineering wife in the family, and in most cases, the two sons would speak for the hammer cobbler.

If you don't lose money and let your two sons be detained, that's another story.

So after the cobbler was beaten, he endured the murderous intent and agreed to pay the money.

After Wei was scolded by Song Qiang, he also obediently closed his mouth.

Song Qiang drafted a civil mediation document, asked Pi Hai and Pi Jiang to sign and affix their fingerprints, and asked Wei to take 2,000 yuan in compensation.

Then let people go to the office to invite Li Shun and Han Ying, and the three parties sat together on the mediation seat.

The enemy was very red when he saw him, and the hammersmith gave a thumbs up, hiding the killing intent in his heart.

Wei glared at Han Ying, who was younger than her, and she could blow up her face without makeup.

Han Ying hated Wei's gaze and reached out to grab Li Shun's sleeve.

Li Shun smiled and signed the mediation form with his fingerprint.

Song Qiang gave the compensation to Li Shun, and Li Shun gave it to Han Ying.

Han Ying was overjoyed, checking the authenticity one by one, and the bad luck in her heart was swept away.

"Comrade, money is okay, right?" Song Qiang asked Han Ying with a smile.

"It's all real money, thank you Team Song." Han Ying put the money in her pocket.

There are two major worries in life, one is to let one's own blood go, and the other is to give money to others for free.

The hammer cobbler tried his best to control his emotions, and asked Song Qiang with a smile:

"Team Song, can the children go?"

"Take it home and discipline it well, but luckily the stolen things are worthless." Song Qiang criticized education with a calm face.

"Team Song has learned the right lesson, I'll go back and discipline it well."

"Alright, let's go." Song Qiang waved them away.

Waiting for the Pi family to leave, Song Qiang said with a smile:

"Xiaoshun, fortunately, the garbage is piled up in the homestead, otherwise you would lose money."

"Uncle Qiang, I won't be impulsive if I'm not 100% sure."

"Well, are you 100% sure about the statue?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Qiang, you can rest assured that I will do something."

The Pi family returned to the cold drink factory, and Wei turned on all his firepower and scolded the hammer cobbler for being bloody.

Half an hour later, he talked about the good and wild seeds in the Mongolian area, and scolded the cobbler for being an obscene embryo.

The cobbler killed Wei again in his mind, wanting to smash Wei's head with a hammer in the dead of night.

After scolding people, Wei finally vented his evil anger, opened the drawer and took a thousand yuan and threw it on the table:

"Now I'm going to Bianjing to buy me ice pack formula, and the business in the county has been robbed by Li Shun. If it weren't for the support of customers in the township, the two ice pack machines would have to be sold as scrap metal. ”

"The surname is Pi, I don't care what method you use, if you don't snatch the customers of the wholesale street, I will make you uneasy every day."

The cobbler pocketed the money and left the office, finding that there were no idle wagons in the factory.

Walk into the ice bag workshop, take two packs of Li Shun's snow dew ice pack from the freezer, put them in a leather bag and walk out of the factory gate.

Take three jumpers to the bus station, take a car to Bianjing City, take a rickshaw to Xinxin Chemical store.

Xinxin chemical store is mainly engaged in a variety of food additives, hammer cobbler is the old customer of Xinxin store.

The boss's name is Jia Xin, sitting at the counter playing with the Rubik's Cube, and when he looked up, he saw the hammer cobbler.

"Oh, Lao Pi is here, what do you want?" Jia Xin put down the Rubik's Cube.

"Three golds, try the ice packs." The cobbler pulls the snow out of his bag.

Jia Xin smiled slyly and took a sip of the ice pack.

I gave a thumbs up and said:

"Okay, old skin, there is a lot of progress. The soda you prepared before, there weren't many people who called this one. ”

Embarrassment flashed in the cobbler's eyes, and he scolded Jia Xin in his heart, took out a pack of cigarettes and said:

"Sanjin, you can taste it again, what seasonings are used in it?"

Jia Xin took a few sips, shook his head and said:

"Except for saccharin pigment, you can't drink anything else."

After speaking, he continued to play with the Rubik's Cube and showed a mysterious smile.

"Sanjin, we are old friends, you give me a word of truth." The hammer took twenty dollars out of his bag and put it on the counter.

"It's not interesting, I'm not sure. Lao Pi, I am a seller of materials, not water. Jia Xin continued to play the Rubik's Cube.

If you are not sure, you will drink it, and you can be sure when the money is in place.

The hammer cobbler secretly scolded Jia Xin for being a turtle grandson, took out 80 yuan from his bag, and put 100 yuan on the counter.

"There's cyclamate and citric acid, and there's a flavor that I'm not sure is." Jia Xin blinked and said:

"Flavor is the soul of the drink, it has the finishing touch, and to be honest, it's really important."

"Think again!" The hammer-cobbler took another fifty pieces of silver, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Sanjin, almost, right?"

"Haha, don't be angry! If you guessed correctly, it should be strawberry flavor. ”

"You get the goods for me, and I get two packs first." Said the cobbler.

Jia Xin took the goods for the hammer leatherman, collected 300 yuan from him, and stopped a bus.

The two carried the goods onto the car, and the cobbler took the car back to Lan County.

Jia Xin went back to the store to play the Rubik's Cube, and it was fun to prostitute one hundred and fifty yuan for nothing.

However, he wondered, he thought that the person who made the snow pack was a master.

Citric acid is acidic, sodium saccharin and cyclamate are alkaline, and the acid-base neutralizes it.

More sour covers sweetness, and more sweet covers sourness.

Only by grasping the perfect fusion point of acid and base can we concoct sweet and sour drinks.

Jia Xin was puzzled, a master who can master the acid-base fusion point, why not go to a large cold drink factory to make ice cream?

Why do you make small ice packs in Lan County?

Does he have a grudge against the cobbler?

Jia Xin began to worry about the cobbler's business.

The hammer cobbler returned to the factory to mix the ingredients, and first equipped the first cylinder according to experience.

Taste it with a spoon, instantly put on a pain mask, and spit it out with a snort.

Citric acid is put more, the drink is more than acetic acid, and the first tank is scrapped.

He did not believe in evil, so he poured out the first cylinder and then added the second cylinder.

The second tank is only sweet but not sour, and there is bitterness in the sweetness.

The taste was very strange, it was hard to drink, and the second tank was scrapped.

Scrap eight cylinders in the afternoon, either not sour, or not sweet, but you can't find a sweet and sour taste.

When the tenth cylinder was deployed, Wei was full of firepower and scolded the hammer cobbler for being stupid in front of the workers.

Flavoring agents are expensive, and the cobbler wastes not a tank of water, but a tank of money.

"Waste, Li Shun can adjust the taste, why can't you? Stop wasting my mother's money, you useless thing. ”

The cobbler automatically filtered out the scolding and was also thinking about it.

Why can't I get the same flavor?

With a black face, he locked the seasoning agent in the cabinet, tossed it for a day, wasted a thousand dollars, and didn't make a name for himself.

The hammer cobbler had a stomachache, and he was so depressed that he wanted to kill his daughter-in-law.

Li Shun, Li Shun, if you kill everything in business, I will let you have your life to earn money, and you have no life to spend money.