Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

The restaurant owner didn't expect a country girl to be so difficult to deal with.

He looked at Lin Shanjiang with a dark face: "Are you sure you want to report to the official?"

You, a freeloader who goes around and borrows money and doesn't pay it back all the time, dare to report it to the official?

"What do you think?" Lin Shanjiang was a little impatient.

It's endless, right? My daughter and son are both hungry.

"Dad, if the restaurant sells bad food, will the Yamen seal it?" Lin Feng asked from the side.

Lin Shanjiang scratched his hair. How could your father and I, a low-level gangster, know about such a profound thing?

"If restaurants and restaurants sell spoiled food to customers, they will be punished."

I don't know when a lot of people were standing at the stairs.

A middle-aged man came over slowly as he spoke, his nose twitched, and his face soon darkened.

He pointed to the cold rice and pickled radishes on the table: "Old Lou, please explain."

"Exceptor Wang." The restaurant owner, known as Lao Lou, was frightened and quickly saluted, "Why are you here?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Is this how you manage your business?"

This Boss Lou has been asking people to find him, hoping that he will become a shareholder and make the restaurant bigger.

Fortunately, he suddenly came over and saw it. How can a person like this run a good restaurant?

"Boss Lou, our cooperation is over." Wang Yuanwai flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Boss Lou chased for a few steps but failed to catch up. He stopped and sighed in frustration.

Lin Shanjiang sneered: "Boss Lou, what else do you have to say?"

Everyone could understand Wang Yuanwai's actions. There was obviously something wrong with the food that Boss Lou gave them.

Boss Lou was in a bad mood: "If it weren't for you, Mr. Wang wouldn't have left."

Lin Shanjiang sneered, "People are doing it, God is watching."

All the people in the room are blind.

"I don't have time to chat with you today. Hurry up and bring us some bowls of noodles, with more eggs and meat."

Lin Shanjiang sat boldly, looking like a master.

Damn it, he's going to eat this free meal!

Feed the two children first. Wait until they get home and start making trouble again.

He would not take it lightly if he was served something he couldn't eat.

Boss Lou and his wife looked at each other and went down dejectedly.

After missing out on Wang Yuanwai's investment, their store didn't know what to do.

The two dejectedly made three bowls of Yangchun noodles, put a piece of meat in each bowl, and served them to Lin Shanjiang.

The noodles looked okay, but the taste was a bit bland, probably because I couldn't bear to add salt.

Lin Shanjiang pursed his lips and ate in disgust.

Lin Yunxi leisurely took out a small jar of pickles with the wrapping paper removed from the package behind her.

"Dad, brother, the pickles are just noodles, they must be delicious."

"Daughter, you..."

"Dad, this is the pickled radish I made myself." Lin Yunxi smiled and gave her father a chopstick.

Lin Shanjiang ate it in his mouth, and his eyes quickly lit up: "It's delicious!"

"Daughter, you can do it. This pickle is more delicious than anyone else in the town." Lin Shanjiang showed off loudly while eating.

Lin Yunxi raised her lips with satisfaction: "As long as it tastes good."

"Sister, your pickles smell very good..." An old man came over cautiously, "Can you let me have a taste?"

"Are you dreaming?" Lin Shanjiang slapped the old man's chopsticks away, "This is my daughter's filial piety to me, get out of here."

The three of them were happily freeloading on a meal. How could the old man come in and cause trouble? It would ruin the atmosphere.

The old man was not angry. He licked his smiling face and asked, "Sister, do you still have these pickles? My old lady has been in poor health recently and has been unable to eat. I smelled this and wanted to give it to her to try. "

Lin Yunxi generously took a large pair of chopsticks and said, "Here."

For the sake of the grandfather whose wife can endure her anger, she can help.

"Hey, hey, I haven't eaten enough yet!" Lin Shanjiang looked at his daughter who was missing more than half of the pickles.

"Don't worry, we still have a lot at home. From now on, I will cook it for you every day, and I will make sure you eat enough." Lin Yunxi coaxed her childish father nonchalantly.

The old man carefully put a small piece of pickled radish into his mouth, and then opened his eyes in disbelief: "Isn't this too delicious?"

His joyful eyes were slitted with laughter, and tears came out: "The old lady must like it."

The old woman had been complaining for several months that she had no appetite, everything she ate was very difficult, she had lost a lot of weight, and he was worried to death.

Looking at the few pickles in his bowl, the old man asked Lin Yunxi tangledly: "Girl, do you still have these pickled radishes?"

He wanted to bring more to his wife. It’s a rare encounter. I don’t know if I will encounter such delicious pickles next time.

"Are you done yet? I've given you so much." Lin Shanjiang was very unhappy.

He was really not used to giving away his things.

Not taking back the pickles that his daughter had picked up was already his biggest concession.

"Grandpa, there are some. But when I make pickled radish, I also need to buy radish and seasoning. I'm afraid..." Lin Yunxi said tactfully.

I can give it to you, but it will cost money.

We also need to pay for it, right?

"I understand, I understand, girl, I can give you money. How much do you have left? How do you sell it?"

The old man nodded politely. It’s good to have it, it’s good to have it.

"I still have a few jars this big. I planned to eat them myself. I haven't calculated how much they cost..." Lin Yunxi touched her hair pretendingly.

She looked at Lin Shanjiang with pleading eyes: Dad, please give me an idea. I, a descendant of you, really don’t understand the prices here.

"Wait a minute." Boss Lou interrupted with a dark face.

"Girl, it's not good to sell your vegetables at my place, isn't it?"

He had endured it for a long time.

Renting a shop also requires rent.

Discussing sales at his place? How can anything be so cheap?

"Boss Lou, this is my fault, it has nothing to do with the girl." The old man was afraid that Lin Yunxi would not give up, so he hurriedly took the responsibility.

"Grandpa, let's go outside and talk after we finish eating the noodles." Lin Yunxi speeded up her meal and comforted her grandfather.

She initially thought about cooperating with this restaurant, but she didn't expect that the boss was short-sighted, illegal, and stupid. never mind.

"Okay, okay." The old man nodded happily and went downstairs tremblingly.

"Give me money!" Boss Lou said with a straight face and stretched out his hand to Lin Shanjiang.

You're selling pickled radishes to grab business, and you already have money, so why don't you pay me?

"What money?" Lin Shanjiang wiped his mouth and asked suspiciously.

"You ate my noodles and you don't want to pay me?" Boss Lou raised his voice and yelled, "Lin Shanjiang, I don't care if you eat other people's food for free. If you want to mess around with me, you can't do it."

Lin Shanjiang's face darkened: "Who is freeloading? Go and ask, who said I was freeloading on him? I will give you double the money!"

Humph, he had paid all the money, several dozens of taels were gone, it was so heartbreaking.

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"There is one more chapter, it will be later."