Under the watchful eye of the fast food owner, Zhang Fugui forced himself to eat a plate of food.

Until he finished eating, Zhang Fugui still didn't understand how the fast food owner stir-fried the green beans to taste like green pepper.

Green peppers taste like garlic.

However, Guan Erye and Cao Cao just finished their portions as if they were nothing, and did not protest at all about the taste of the dishes.

Seeing this scene, the fast food owner felt as if he had met a close friend, and held Mr. Guan's hand tightly without letting go.

He said with a face of vicissitudes of life: "I have been running this stall for three years. In these three years, no one has said that the food I cook is good, and they have advised me to change my career. But I persisted. I don't want to prove how great I am. I

I just want to tell people that my cooking skills will definitely be recognized. Brother, the fact that you ate so much of that curry chicken just now proves everything."

Guan Erye patted the boss on the shoulder without saying he was serious, then turned around and left with Zhang Fugui.

After walking away, the second master whispered: "It turns out to be chicken. I thought it was garlic when I ate it."

The three of them, Zhang Fugui, were walking side by side in the shopping mall. Mr. Guan was stunned by the high-rise buildings on both sides.

Cao Cao, on the other hand, was dumbfounded by the cool dressing of the girls he met on the road.

Zhang Fugui thought for a while and decided to buy some sets of clothes for Guan Yu first.

After all, Zhang Fugui and Cao Cao are both of average height and can be bought in any store.

As for Guan Erye, who is just over two meters tall and has a strong build, it may be too difficult to find a suitable one.

At this time, Guan Erye had shaved his hair short like Cao Cao, but he still kept his beard.

In the words of the second master, the head can be taken away, but the beard cannot be cut.

Zhang Fugui thought that he didn't have the ability to take away Mr. Guan's head, so he had no choice but to take away Mr. Guan's hair.

Guan Yu and Cao Cao followed Zhang Fugui aimlessly for about ten minutes.

When Cao Cao was about to ask Zhang Fugui about the purpose of his trip.

Zhang Fugui pointed to a store and said, "We're here."

Cao Cao looked up and saw a small shop with all kinds of fabrics hanging in it. There was a sign at the door that said customized clothes.

Zhang Fugui led Cao Cao and Guan Yu in. After entering, they found that there was only an old couple in the store. They seemed to be a couple.

At this time, the two old men were standing on chairs and carefully arranging the fabrics on the wall. They heard the bell at the door and knew that a guest was coming.

The husband quickly helped his wife, put on his reading glasses, and walked towards Zhang Fugui and the others.

At first glance, the little old man is a very particular person. He is not tall, but he is dressed in a delicate British style.

When he saw the guest, he first took off the beret on his head and asked softly: "Excuse me, is there anything you need?"

Zhang Fugui said: "Oh, what kind of clothes can you order here?"

"A suit." The little old man answered with his chest raised, as if he was very confident in his craftsmanship.

Before Zhang Fugui could open his mouth, Cao Cao asked Fugui: "Can a daughter-in-law order one? Isn't this human trafficking? As a feminist, I must fight against this evil force to the end. Fugui, order two for me."

, I want them to see how powerful I am."

Zhang Fugui was not in the mood to pay attention to him and continued to ask: "Master, to be honest with you, it's too difficult to buy clothes without just a suit."

When the little old man heard what Zhang Fugui said, he wiped his glasses and said, "That's not possible. I think you are only about 1.75 meters tall."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fugui pushed the post-baby Guan Yu in front of the little old man and said: "Master, it wasn't me who ordered it, it was my second brother who ordered it."

The little old man raised his head and looked at Guan Yu, who was more than two meters tall. He smacked his lips and said, "Hey, I thought there was a wall behind you, but it turns out you are a human being. It's amazing. It's amazing. He plays basketball."

Guan Yu didn't know what to say, so he didn't answer.

Zhang Fugui said: "Yes, my second brother is a sports practitioner. He has just retired and plans to buy a few sets of clothes. You can see my body type, so it would be easiest to order them."

The little old man nodded, and then said: "In that case, I will make a few more shirts for him, but I have agreed in advance that I guarantee the quality, but the price will definitely be a little more expensive than usual, after all, there is a lot of fabric."

As he spoke, the little old man stretched out his index finger and thumb to indicate that it would be a little higher.

Zhang Fugui doesn't care how expensive it is, as long as he can clean it up for his second brother, it doesn't matter how much it costs.

Afterwards, Zhang Fugui followed the old man to choose the fabric.

With the help of Zhang Fugui, the little old man relied on the ladder to measure Guan Yu's height and waist.

Last but not least, the price is just over two thousand.

Zhang Fugui immediately agreed, took out the deposit, and both parties agreed to pick up the clothes in a week and a half.

During this period, Guan Yu was just like a prop and didn't say a word.

Only after leaving the house, Cao Cao still couldn't forget to say: "Fugui, didn't you say that the wives are sold here?"

"That's a suit, Lao Cao. You're not ashamed of yourself at such an old age. My second brother's clothes are hard to buy and have to be customized. The next step is to buy ours." After Zhang Fugui finished speaking, he pointed to a large shopping mall.

Although he was not buying a wife, when he heard that he was going to buy clothes for himself next, Cao Cao took the initiative to walk towards the shopping mall without Zhang Fugui leading the team.

The first floor of this shopping mall is full of international luxury brands.

It's not the kind of level where a rich person would become jealous and ashamed just by looking at the door twice.

It is said that the life of the rich is so boring and monotonous, and there is no need to climb more floors.

Come on, now Zhang Fugui is rich and courageous. In the past, he didn't dare to look at such a piece of clothing worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Be brave enough to take a look today.

The group of people walked towards the nearest store.

Cao Cao and Guan Erye had no idea about this kind of modern luxury brand, so they just looked here and there.

Now some of the salespeople in the store were a little unhappy.

Because in their eyes, the dressing of Zhang Fugui and the other three people did not match the style of this brand at all.

Cao Cao's appearance can only be described as quite decent, like a retired cadre. But Zhang Fugui's clothes were not worth more than one hundred and fifty.

Finally, Mr. Guan, although he looks like an artist, he still doesn't look wealthy.

Compared with the usual guests, Zhang Fugui and the other three seemed extremely conspicuous.

Throughout the ages, people who are close to the top core often have the illusion that they themselves are also members of this core.

Since they usually come into contact with people who are either rich or noble, even if they are ordinary people or even inferior to ordinary people, they will look down on ordinary people.

In ancient times, representatives of this kind of people were eunuchs.

In modern times, representatives of this kind of people are the salespeople of some luxury brands.

Eunuchs always regarded themselves as the emperor's spokesperson.

Salespeople of some luxury brands sometimes mistakenly think that they are the bearer shareholders of the luxury goods company.

While Zhang Fugui and the others were watching, a salesman came over and said directly before Zhang Fugui could open his mouth: "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't try on this windbreaker."

The implication is, if you want to buy it, buy it quickly, and if you don’t buy it, leave.

How could Zhang Fugui not understand this meaning? He was just thick-skinned and pretended to ask: "How much does this dress cost?"

The salesperson seemed to be trying hard to maintain a good professional attitude and said calmly: "Sixty thousand yuan, sir, no discount.

Good guy, so expensive? Zhang Fugui asked in confusion: "Is this made of mulberry silk?"

"no"

"Is this cashmere?" Zhang Fugui continued to ask.

"No."

"It's nothing, why is it so expensive?"

"We are Hermès." The salesperson's eyes were filled with disgust, and he almost opened his mouth to chase away the salesperson.

Well, the name of a person, the shadow of a number, and the name of a brand were mentioned by sales, which completely interrupted Zhang Fugui’s intention to continue asking.

So Zhang Fugui led Guan Yu and Cao Cao dejectedly and walked out of the store with their heads down.

I don’t want to walk in a hurry and be careless, and bump into people head-on.

It doesn't hurt at all, Zhang Fugui just feels soft, a very comfortable kind of soft.

Zhang Fugui looked up to see who he had bumped into so he could quickly admit his mistake and apologize.

I saw a beautiful woman, covering her chest and looking at me. The girl seemed familiar.

The salesperson behind him also changed his tone and attitude at this time, stepped forward and said with concern: "Boss Qian, are you okay?"

Boss Qian? Qian Zhenduo?

Only then did Zhang Fugui remember who this person was.
Chapter completed!