He has been in the business field all his life, and he knows that the restaurant owner may say it is true, but secretly he will probably secretly hide some rice from the field and provide it to the most distinguished guests.
He Lingchuan picked up the bowl and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this bowl of rice is also very fragrant. Mr. Feng, let's just eat it like this."
None of the guests had any objections, so Boss Feng had no choice but to give up, but he looked unhappy.
However, He Lingchuan ate very well. He knew that in a few days, there might not even be this kind of rice.
On the way back, I passed a grain store and several people were standing at the door arguing, making a very loud noise.
He Lingchuan looked down and saw that there seemed to be two ragged refugees arguing with the grain store clerk. The focus was "Why has it gone up again? The price was not the same this morning!"
The waiter had a puzzled expression on his face, mixed with a bit of arrogance: "The price was set by the store, not by me."
"Ten cents can obviously buy two kilograms of rice, why are you only willing to sell half a kilogram? Are you looking down on us and deliberately making things difficult for us?"
Chapter completed!