Chapter 133 Trouble Constantly

In a moment, Chen Yuanjian's face stepped down.

Brother Xiapi obviously saw him. Seeing that this man was just standing still, he immediately bluffed and said, "Boss Chen, what's wrong with you? Isn't what our boss said useless to you?"

"Where, where." Although Chen Yuanjian felt heartache like being cut meat, he did not dare to refute it on the surface. If he is an ordinary person, he may not know how capable the shrimp skin is in Dongcheng, but he does not belong to this category. If I don't give shrimp noodles today, I can't say that it's a good barbecue stall today. I'm afraid I won't be able to continue to do it in this area tomorrow.

No matter what, this barbecue stall is still very profitable, and there is no need to lose a big one.

So, he gritted his teeth. When Chen Yuan saw that he greeted the clerk and took the money, he respectfully handed it to the shrimp skin. Finally, he had to say a good word: "Brother shrimp skin, this is 10,000 yuan of filial piety this month. Please order it."

"Come on, I can't trust others. I can't trust you, Boss Chen. We don't deal with each other for a day or two. The shrimp skin casually took the money into his pocket, patted Chen Yuanjian on the shoulder with a kind face, and also said a very bright sentence. However, before leaving to greet his brothers, he also took Chen Yuanjian a starry yellow crane tower worth more than 200 yuan.

Seeing that the shrimp skin disappeared, Chen Yuanjian's muscles twitched twice and scolded in his heart, and then began to be busy on the stall again. Naturally, he didn't want to bear the loss for nothing. The so-called wool came out of the sheep and gave him an extra 5,000 yuan. When he turned his head, he told his staff, "This night, anyone who is not a regular customer will be given an extra 20% of the money!"

The business of this barbecue stall is good, and the turnover can reach about 15,000 yuan per night. The upside is a full income of 2,000 yuan. It only needs to be done for two consecutive days, which can not only recover losses, but also has too much impact on the reputation of the stall. It is a good way. Even Chen Yuanjian is still considering whether he will come like this every month in the future, otherwise he will pay 5,000 yuan more, and he can't deduct it from his own profit!

Chen Yuan thought that doing business was to make money, and it was not wrong to think about these things by himself.

What gratified him was that his decision did not cause any waves. At about night, he found that although the incident that had been smashed by Niu Ben today affected about an hour, his income at this time had been the same as that of the previous period, and even slightly exceeded. After counting the money three times in a row, and it was true that this fact was correct, Chen Yuanjian was even more complacent and proud of his decision.

"Boss, boss, come on!"

While he was humming a little song comfortably, a clerk under him quietly ran over and said eagerly, "Boss, someone found fault and said that he ate a fly in the barbecue. Should we deal with it according to the previous method?"

"Eat flies again?" Chen Yuan frowned and poofed, "How did you barbecue? I wipe your next door. It seems to be the eighth time this month. You really treat flies as meat and bake them on a plate for people. Paralysis requires me to eat it every time. Do you know that it is better to eat an ant than a big crotch than a fly? If there is such a thing, I will find a plate of flies for you to eat it all!"

Angrly scolded his clerk, but Chen Yuan did not hesitate to stand up and walk to the place where the clerk said. There is no way. In summer, flies are indispensable, especially in places such as roadside stalls, which are too much to drive away. It is actually very common to get them into food without paying a little attention. Chen Yuanjian also explained that he would check it before delivering the vegetables, and there were flies that were picked out and thrown away.

However, the so-called hundred secrets and sparse, there are many guests at night, but it is impossible to make it so clean after all.

So scolding, Chen Yuanjian knew that things still need to be solved. So when he came to the guest's table, he asked repeatedly, "Well, there are no flies. Impossible. Although we are a small stall, we have been operating for many years. How could this happen?!"

Two men and women eat. Although the man is very burly, his face is very simple and honest, and his dress looks somewhat rustic. On the contrary, the woman was born very enchanting, and she was also dressed coolly, with a charming look. At first glance, she was not a serious person. Chen Yuanjian only observed this combination of a man and a woman, and he knew that it was absolutely not a big shot, and he felt that it was nothing big deal.

The facts did not seem to be unexpected. When he asked, the man immediately showed a cowardly appearance and stammered, "Old boss, you, there are really flies in your dish. If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself."

With that, he turned the roasted lamb over.

No, there is a dead fly on the back of the lamb, and its wings and thighs are complete. Except for being wrapped in oil and water, half of the whole body is not missing. Chen Yuanjian looked at it and more or less suspected that it was someone else's move. Otherwise, if you turn over the fire, the flies will have become black coke, and how can you see half of the original appearance!

However, since the matter is in front of him, he can't help dealing with it. So he reached out and threw his fly directly into his mouth, and he fired another machine gun and said, "Don't be surprised, okay? This is obviously the meat of the lamb. Well, the taste maintains the consistent level on our stall, which is very good. You two, continue to sit down and eat. Don't look for trouble and slander others!"

After saying that, he shook his arm and no longer paid attention to the two guys.

However, as soon as he turned around, the woman among the guests screamed again: "Oh, not only flies, but also dead ants. Look, you still live and crawl on the lamb!"

Chen Yuan turned around like a whirlwind, took a look at the woman pointed out, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched a few times: Marle next door, don't these little rabbits want to get along? Now the more they work, the more difficult it is, and the ants have not been washed clean. This time, Chen Yuanjian did not doubt that others would do something. After all, no one could take a living ant with him and then frame himself.

However, ants are good, and this little thing is easy to buy.

Chen Yuanjian quickly stepped forward and twisted his fingers again, skillfully stuffed the ants into his mouth and swallowed them directly. However, he endured the awkwardness in his stomach. When he was about to leave again, the woman seemed to be worried about the food hygiene here. After turning the lamb over, she suddenly lifted her stomach with another chopstick. At this time, the woman immediately screamed again.

"Ah, and nails, small wooden sticks, stones... Is this kind of thing used to feed pigs?!"

The man also gathered his head and observed the miscellaneous things in the lamb's belly with his female companion. After a long time, he suddenly "the tiger's body shook" and pointed to something that turned out of the lamb's stomach and said, "I wipe, what is this?"

As soon as he saw this thing, Chen Yuanjian suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had to muttering to himself: This short, curved hair is definitely your paralyzed by... conspiracy! With this cognition, Chen Yuanjian's means of eliminating evidence can no longer be used. Even if he doesn't care about ants, he can eat flies, but it's a thing in people like Nima.

Wow, no matter what, it's hard to swallow!