sinovels Chapter 768 You Have a Story and I Have Wine
Chapter 768 You Have a Story and I Have Wine
"Fatty man—how much do you weigh?" Hearing Zhao Lei's silly laughter, Shen Mengyuan suddenly turned her head and yelled angrily.
Zhao Lei was a little embarrassed, but said bluntly, "180!"
"No wonder I feel that this car is almost out of gas! Grass!" Shen Mengyuan turned the steering wheel with difficulty, her mouth was so raised that she could hang a vegetable basket.
Under normal circumstances, if there are heavy objects in the car, it is difficult to move the steering gear.
"The main reason is that sister-in-law's car is too small!" Zhao Lei chuckled, then shrank his neck and asked Ma Minghui, "Brother Hui, what are your plans for coming to Jiangning this time?!"
"Do your old job, open a restaurant!"
"Haha, Brother Hui, is he going to start a national chain restaurant?" Hearing this, Zhao Lei was actually excited.
Shen Mengyuan snorted, "Tch, it sounds like he owns several restaurants!"
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In the middle section of Weiyang Road, the Jinpeng Vegetable Market was full of people.
In front of the popular No. [-] pork stall, a dozen or so middle-aged aunts were happily chatting around a man with a short knife.
This man is about 1.7 meters tall, with a thin body, three to seven haircuts, and an oval face. Although he has a shaggy beard, there is no mole on his face. He is somewhat similar to the well-known innocent and sharp brother. Whether you know him Those who still don't know him like to call him the Pork Prince.
"Prince Pork, I want two catties of pork ribs, please cut them into three centimeters long pieces!" An aunt in her 40s said affectionately.
A young woman in her thirties said softly, "Prince Pork, I want two catties of front feet, please cut them into two centimeters square pieces!"
"no problem!"
The Pork Prince smiled slightly, and the short knife in his hand quickly and lightly scratched a rib.
When everyone was still questioning whether he didn't have a machete, he suddenly slapped it down with a slap, and the two ribs he had scratched were all broken!
Without saying a word, the Pork Prince packed the broken bones in plastic bags and threw them into the weighing pan.
It's exactly two catties, and it's basically three centimeters long to the naked eye. It's amazing!
Then, the little pork prince did the same thing, throwing another two catties of slaughtered pig's feet into the weighing pan.
The crowd immediately cheered, "Prince Pork, you are amazing!"
The Pork Prince smiled at the crowd, and quickly threw the money for selling ribs and pig's feet into a tin box under the meat board.
At this time, a young man in a white T-shirt, a pair of black toad glasses, and holding a red ticket squeezed into the crowd and said, "Prince Pork, I want two taels of pork belly, please cut it into five centimeters." Long, evenly thick slices, cut into twelve slices!"
"Who are you?"
"Did you deliberately make things difficult for our Pork Prince?"
Several middle-aged women glared at him angrily when they saw the person coming.
The visitor didn't answer, but only looked at Prince Pork intently.
The visitor was none other than Ma Minghui who dragged Zhao Lei and Shen Mengyuan to the market to buy vegetables.
"You mean to cut it up as required, and the 100 yuan will be mine?"
The Pork Prince stared at Ma Minghui with a half-smile and asked.
Ma Minghui said rightly, "That's right!"
"Okay - I'll cut fifteen slices for you!"
The Pork Prince smiled slightly, and the short knife in his hand was already quickly slashing at a piece of pork belly; everyone saw him raising his left hand, and a piece of red and white pork belly flew over the chopping board. , Pieces of pork belly fell from mid-air like snowflakes, and fell straight into a tray that followed.
The crowd suddenly widened their eyes.
The Pork Prince separated the pieces of pork belly that fell on the tray. Everyone counted them, and they were exactly [-] pieces that were five centimeters long and even in thickness.
It's amazing!
There was a burst of thunderous applause at the scene.
"I haven't weighed it yet, let me weigh the fifteen slices and see if it's only two taels. Don't use half a catty of meat to bluff people!" Zhao Lei, who was standing on Ma Minghui's right hand, was still a little unconvinced.
Without further ado, the Pork Prince packed fifteen pieces of meat in plastic bags and threw them into the weighing pan, exactly two taels!
Zhao Lei suddenly had nothing to say, and the scene burst into applause again.
Ma Minghui willingly handed the red ticket to Prince Pork and said, "This is not a place for you to display your talents, come with me?"
"How much can you offer?" The Pork Prince didn't ask what Ma Minghui's job was, but asked such a practical question straightforwardly.
Ma Minghui folded his hands on his chest and said solemnly, "The price is up to you!"
The Pork Prince frowned slightly, and made a "eight" character.
Ma Minghui said solemnly, "How about giving you a monthly salary of [-] now, and another [-] in half a year?"
"Wow, eight thousand monthly salary?"
"You're not bragging, are you?"
A group of middle-aged aunts immediately erupted, and even the Pork Prince looked at Ma Minghui with incredulous eyes.
Zhao Lei even protested, "My dear brother, why did you give him such a high price?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Lei still has the urge to cry.
Without further ado, Ma Minghui grabbed a boning knife from the chopping board and stuffed it into Zhao Lei's hand, "Cut fifteen pieces of meat for me just like he did just now!"
"Well—just pretend I didn't say anything!"
Thinking about his own strength, Zhao Lei suddenly dropped the oily boning knife on the chopping board in despondency.
There was another laugh at the scene.
The Pork Prince also smiled at Ma Minghui, "I promise you!"
"and many more--"
Standing on Ma Minghui's left side, Shen Mengyuan, who had been silent all this time, couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Ma Minghui with a dark face while her eyes widened, "Are you going to let him go to my restaurant?"
"That's right!" Ma Minghui nodded with a smile.
"That means I paid his salary too?" Shen Mengyuan suddenly became nervous.
Ma Minghui nodded again with a sinister smile, "That's right!"
"No, I protest!" Shen Mengyuan put her hands on her hips and yelled loudly like a shrew cursing the street.
A group of middle-aged aunts laughed immediately, "You'd better not abduct our pork prince!"
"That's right, he's leaving, where are we going to buy meat in the future!"
"Lady, pay attention to your image!" Ma Minghui moved the toad mirror on the bridge of his nose, and said to Shen Mengyuan seriously, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer!"
"It's just like making up, but I don't believe you at all!" Shen Mengyuan pouted again.
Ma Minghui said hehe, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me - anyway, I have great confidence in myself!"
"Cut - let's talk about the performance of this noon first!"
Shen Mengyuan suddenly saw that the time on Ma Minghui's watch had reached ten o'clock, and she became anxious again.Today is the No.14 day, and the wages will be paid tomorrow. If I don’t want to find a way to change the money, my store may just close down!But isn't opening a restaurant always a dream of mine?The boat of dreams has just set sail, how can it be sunk?
"Prince of Pork, bring fifty catties of pork belly with me!"
Ma Minghui took out six red notes from his trouser pocket and threw them to Prince Pork.
When Shen Mengyuan saw that this kid bought ingredients out of his own pocket, she finally felt a little bit sorry in her heart.
Ma Minghui seemed to have seen what this girl was thinking, and he laughed again, "Xiao Yuanyuan, this 600 yuan was saved by Brother Hui for you first, and I will deduct it from the business fund when I earn money at noon! "
"Okay—you should think about whether anyone will come this afternoon before you talk about it."
As long as she doesn't pay for it now, it's easy to say anything, and Shen Mengyuan suddenly becomes enlightened.
"Leizi, go buy a bag of potatoes and a bag of cabbage, both of them are big!"
When he turned to leave the meat stall, Ma Minghui took out two red notes from his trouser pocket and handed them to Zhao Lei.
Without further ado, Zhao Lei took the money and went shopping for vegetables.
The Pork Prince also pocketed the money, marked off [-] catties of pork belly, and then threw the unsold meat to the stall next door, followed Ma Minghui and walked out of the market.
"Get to know me, my name is Ma Minghui, Brother Xiao Ma's horse, the bright Ming, the glorious Hui!"
Ma Minghui chatted with Prince Pork while walking.
The Pork Prince said, "My name is Chen Rang, Er Dong Chen, Rang Rang."
"So you still have the nickname 'Cheng Rang', you must be a humble person!" Ma Minghui chuckled.
Chen Rang gave Ma Minghui a thumbs up, which meant self-evidently: You are right, you are so smart!
"Chengrang, is that why you trust me?" After laughing, Ma Minghui asked again solemnly.
Chen Rang walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, stared at Ma Minghui and said, "I can tell from the way you walk that you have been a soldier. I believe in people who wear military uniforms."
"Haha - I can tell from the look in your eyes that you are a person with a story, and it happens that you have a story and I have wine, let's go together chicly!"
Ma Minghui laughed loudly, and punched Chen Rang's chest involuntarily with a fist.