The fiery setting sun is everywhere.

This reminded Chen Meng of Xie Yingying's face that was also blushing when she was shy...

puff!!

I'm fucking possession.

You can think of Xie Yingying when you see anything.

I put away my thoughts, took my little sister with me, carried a hundred kilograms of shrimp, and went straight to the county town.

When passing by the township government, Chen Meng remembered that he had used up soybean oil, so he stopped and told his younger sister to watch the car. He went to the grocery store on the side of the road and planned to buy a bucket of soybean oil.

"Yeah, this is not Chen Meng. I heard that you are doing business in the county town. How are you doing? Today is the sixth day. In another day, if you can't pay the 5,000 yuan, hehe, I'll give you my life."

Ba Laizi was enjoying the cool air at the entrance of the mahjong hall. When he saw Chen Meng, he immediately called him sarcastically.

"Don't worry, I can't pay it back. I'll give you my life, I'm afraid you won't dare to take it." Chen Meng also responded sinisterly.

Ba Laizi's face turned red and white. Just as she was about to speak, the younger brother next to her suddenly stood up and pointed at Chen Meng and cursed, "Damn it, I won't be beaten for a few days, I'm itching, right? I dare to talk to Brother Laizi like this."

"Want to hit me? Come on, there's an excuse not to pay back the money." Chen Meng sneered.

"you."

The gangster was so angry that he was criticized by him.

Ba Laizi waved his hand, stopped his subordinates, and sneered at Chen Meng: "One day, you'd better pray for repaying the money, otherwise, I'll kill you."

Chen Meng sneered, too lazy to pay attention to him, and was about to leave. After thinking about it, he stopped and said, "Ba Laizi, I would like to advise you that you are not young anymore. Walk on the right path. The economic situation is very good now. You can pick up money by bent down. Why do you have to catch a wrong door? Walk by the river often, and you will be wet your shoes one day. Please take care of yourself."

After saying that.

So he went straight into the grocery store.

"You can pick up money by bent over? Where?"

Ba Laizi was stunned by Chen Meng's words, bent down and looked at it, there was nothing, then reacted and cursed, "Your mom Chen Meng, dare to tease me, I can't even protect a woman, and I still have the face to teach me a lesson."

After buying soybean oil, Chen Meng happened to come out. When he heard Ba Laizi's words, he was shocked and stared at Ba Laizi with sharp eyes, "B Laizi, what do you mean?"

"You don't like Widow Xie. She has been bullied by Wang Dalong and even lost her job. Don't you know? You can't even protect your own women. Are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in front of me?" Ba Laizi sarcastically.

Chen Meng suddenly realized that no wonder Xie Yingying suddenly ran back at noon yesterday, no wonder she didn't go to work today.

Damn Wang Dalong...

Chen Meng gritted his teeth, said nothing, and turned around and left.

"You fucking stand..." the younger brother shouted again.

Ba Laizi glared at him, and the little brother didn't dare to say anything at all. Ba Laizi looked at Chen Meng's back riding a bicycle. She was so cold that she was just seen by Chen Meng's sharp eyes, and then she slowly dissipated. It was so damn evil. I was actually afraid of Chen Meng's eyes.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and the damn Chen Meng seems to have become a different person.

It seems that the county town is the place to train people. If you stay in this small town, you will never have a future.

You can pick up money by bent down... Ba Laizi couldn't help but think.

Arrive at the county town.

The bald barbecue stall has already visited many customers.

Seeing Chen Menglai, the bald man immediately handed over a provocative sneer.

Chen Meng glanced at him and said that Zhang Mazi was not there. The gangsters were still there, and they were still injured. They actually drank something that was not a matter of life or death.

Help the little sister move the table and chairs quickly.

The little sister started shouting hard, "Chen's authentic spicy crayfish, 15 yuan per pound, eat one pound and get half a pound. The quantity is limited, first come first served..."

The girl's voice was sharp and thin.

It soon attracted a lot of attention, and even the bald guests were attracted. "15 yuan per pound, and if you eat one pound, you get half a pound, that doesn't mean 10 yuan per pound... You can eat authentic ones at the same price, and the fool is still here to eat, go, and go to the opposite side."

In the blink of an eye.

Three or four waves of guests walked over the bald man.

This made the bald man so angry.

When the bastard saw that Chen Meng's business had improved, he sold twenty or thirty kilograms in a while. He couldn't help it and immediately ordered the bald man, "Why are you still standing there? Keep reducing the price."

"Brother Chicken, you can't reduce it anymore. There are already many customers who order it, ten yuan per pound. Once the price is reduced, how can you explain it to others?" The bald man said with a bitter face.

This is second.

The key is to lower the price again and you will almost never make any money.

One penny is charged, and the cost per catty is about 2 yuan. In addition, the cost of renting a manual house for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar is almost five yuan.

I could only earn five yuan if I sold it ten yuan per pound, but Zhang Mazi and others ate for free, drank for cigarettes and alcohol every day, and they could just spend one or two hundred yuan.

His barbecue stall's net profit for a day is nothing more than that little money.

It's equal to white dry.

What's even more annoying is that he didn't mean to compete with Chen Meng at first. It was Zhang Mazi who came up with the idea and forced him to do this.

Taking his money and venting anger on Zhang Mazi, bald man would regret it as much as he would.

"Tell me what the hell is, I'll see who dares to talk."

"Fuck, isn't you giving you a face? You can do whatever you want, and say something to you, and I'll try to get you."

Several bastards have drunk a lot of wine.

He spoke loudly and his tone was very arrogant, and he did not regard the bald head as a human being at all.

"Yes, yes, yes, the elder brothers will do whatever they want."

The bald man nodded and bowed quickly, quarreling with these people, and dared to throw the stall overturned him.

then.

The bald man also imitated Chen Xiaomei and shouted hard, "Spicy crayfish, eight yuan per pound, delicious and cheap, limited in quantity, come and eat first..."

Cut it, it’s just two dollars cheaper, the taste is very different, so the fool goes to eat it.

Passing guests didn't even look at them.

"Damn it, what about eight yuan, just five yuan per pound." Brother Ji suddenly stood up and slapped the bald head on the back of his head.

The bald man staggered and was shocked, "Brother Chicken, no, that's the case, I'll lose a lot."

"You are fucking dead and dare to disobey my orders."

Brother Ji was furious and slapped him in the face.

The bald head was hit and the eyes were filled with stars, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding...

There was a conflict.

The guests who were eating were so scared that they stood up one after another and hid far away, fearing that the fish pond would be affected.

"I really do my own faults. What good end can I end up with such a group of tyrannical gangsters?"

Chen Meng sneered, as if he had expected this kind of scene, but he was happy to see such a thing happening, and the guests were just having a good time to have fun.

He always beats people.

Who is not afraid?

Tomorrow, I'm afraid that the bald business will be a bit scary.

"Whatever you see, you can sit down and continue eating. Who dares to run and try?" Brother Chicken pointed fiercely at the scared guests around.

Everyone had to sit down tremblingly, and it was so terrible that they could not taste it.

When the other bastards saw that Brother Chicken was drunk, the guests were surprised. If this continues, before the business of Chen’s name is ruined, the bald business will be ruined first, and then he said, “Don’t be afraid, my brother is drunk too much, let’s do this. In order to compensate you, everyone who ordered crayfish will be five yuan per pound.”

The price was reduced by half at once.

The guests applauded.

But the bald heart is bleeding. It costs 10 yuan per pound, and it can still keep these people from eating and drinking. Now, five yuan per pound is equivalent to losing five yuan if you sell one catty.
Chapter completed!