Chapter 8: No, isn't this map of Yan so long?

Finally, the camera caught the scale.

The number on the top shows 200 grams.

"Ah, 200 grams is because the weight of the pallet is peeled!"

When the thimble saw the number, he took an empty tray and placed it on it.

The number on the scale immediately reached 270 grams.

"Look! Isn't it as heavy as your phone! ”

The thimble's tone was full of pride.

"Don't worry, I'm not a ghost here!"

He patted his chest again, and even looked a little arrogant with pride.

"Okay!"

Chu Qian smiled at him and put her phone back.

"You go over there and do it, I'll bring it out to you when it's done!"

He beckoned Chu Qian to do it, and then went into the kitchen himself.

"Do you want to do it yourself?"

Chu Qian shouted towards the kitchen.

"Yes, the chef didn't come today, I'll make it for you myself! Rest assured! My cooking was delicious! ”

There was a real sound in the kitchen, and then there was the sound of a kitchen knife chopping board.

"What about the black people up ahead? Come out and apologize! ”

"That's it, the little black man just now!"

"Yes, people are obviously good businessmen! That's what you say! ”

"That's obviously a good guy."

"Who's bad guy told you about those unspoken rules of the market! It really is! ”

"Look at people, handsome and kind-hearted, what a good person!"

"It's so touching!"

"Is this love?"

"What kind of love, people must be like this to everyone!"

"Yes, yes, people must be just pure kindness!"

"This is really a good person!"

……

The people in the live broadcast room sighed with emotion.

After all, there is the comparison of what the boss did just now, plus the previous boss lady.

It seems that the thimble can be considered perfect as a vendor.

The people of the Modu Market Administration looked at the picture of the current live broadcast room, and their hanging hearts were also relaxed.

Everyone here just now has their own reasons in their hearts, and they don't want this name to be a ghost.

Now things that are not ghost names are in front of your eyes.

He even peeled it intimately.

Those present almost stood up and cheered.

It's really not easy.

Finally, there is a serious trader who does not make black money.

The man in the upper seat finally stopped his cigarette.

He snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

He just sighed slightly.

Continuing to look at the screen, the light of the picture reflected on his face.

……

"Dengdendenβ€”"

The sound of the board is still ringing.

And Chu Qian's face became more and more ugly.

After receiving the physical strengthening, she can hear the specific movements in the kitchen clearly.

Obviously, there was no sound of processing the ingredients that had just been brought in.

There were just countless chopping sounds.

It's too much, you shouldn't go under the knife so often.

She snuck her foot up to the kitchen door and poked her head in.

The person inside is still a thimble, but he doesn't look like him just now.

That's a change in temperament.

Just now, he was a sunny boy through and through.

Change into clean clothes and walk on the street to the extent that girls will even ask for WeChat.

And now he has a cigarette in his mouth, handling the frozen seafood in his hand, just like those uncle traders who kill fish.

The whole kitchen was filled with smoke, and the seafood he had just picked for Chu Qian was now happily swimming in the pool next to it.

It seems that the reason why the kitchen is so closed has appeared, and why there is no extra money in those seafoods.

Because the stuff you bought wasn't what you ate at all!

And the things on your table aren't what you bought at all!

It's just some dead frozen seafood, which must be something that doesn't need to be called a ghost!

"No, what's going on?"

"Don't you see that?"

"Can't you see the things you just picked up in that fish tank?"

"So what do you mean?"

"It shows that the dishes at the meeting are not fresh seafood picked by the anchor at all!"

"You can earn more than half of the money this time and go!"

"I'm Chao, is this map of Yan Country so long?"

"Huh? Is that what you do? ”

"No, the routines are so deep?"

"Don't you think that the person in front of you is not the same person at all?"

"Indeed, where did the sunshine boy go just now?"

"I just called my husband, this is your husband."

"I just thought this good person, come out and apologize!"

……

The people in the live broadcast room watched the scene in front of them explode.

Originally, everyone thought that it must be a good vendor's thimble, and the image of the thimble collapsed instantly.

The image of a sunny and clean teenager just now was also consumed at this moment.

And now Chu Qian looked at this scene, and there was no trace of turmoil in her heart.

What he did before was just acting with this person.

After all, in this kind of market where there is no good person, how can there be a store that is not a good person at all to survive.

It is estimated that his dead and frozen seafood was bought from other vendors in the market.

Even dragging Chu Qian away is estimated to be a trick script that has been discussed and happened countless times.

This is estimated to be a perfect black-hearted industrial chain in this seafood market.

Chu Qian thought so, and her other hand was also in her pocket blindly explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Damn, really? The anchor is joking, right? ”

"If that's true, it's scary, isn't it?"

"Also, you mean the two of you were acting out of the front?"

"You two have the technology? Are you still playing against each other here? ”

"That is, don't you two have the skills to be actors?"

"That's right, don't you two save the inner fish of this pill casually?"

"But the anchor can even find out about this?"

"The anchor has to be you, you can even see this!"

……

Everyone in the live broadcast room is sighing how insidious this pit route is.

is also sighing for the anchor's set of operations.

At this time, the conference room of the Modu Market Administration once again fell into a long silence.

"What ...... do you do?"

Someone was the first to ask.

But it can be seen that he has no confidence.

After all, the situation has exceeded their expectations.

"Don't check it yet, let's send someone to that little girl's side first......"

The man in charge was now tired in his tone.

"Hurry up, or this little girl may really have an accident......"

……

At the same time, the thimble seemed to sense that something was wrong.

He turned around sharply and looked around, just in time to see Chu Qian who was stolen from behind him!