A city in the south.
This city is slightly larger than Nanjiang, but due to its geographical location and the strong competitiveness of several surrounding cities, the development here has always been somewhat tepid.
And the people here are just like their city, they are full of leisure, the rhythm of the city is very slow, and there are very few people walking in a hurry on the street.
Everyone has a smile on their face and walks slowly, as if everyone is a billionaire.
Contentment is the motto of the vast majority of citizens in this city, and they indeed live a happy life.
This city has no particularly famous snacks or famous tourist attractions. The only unique place is probably the city's farmer's market.
If the number of farmers' markets in a city of the same size is fifty, then the city must have at least 300 farmers' markets.
A big factor that caused this phenomenon was related to Madman Zhao.
Crazy Zhao is now worth at least one billion and has numerous villas and luxury cars, but deep down in his heart he has always had a deep feeling for the farmer's market.
My biggest hobby is neither tea nor alcohol, but randomly picking a farmer's market early in the morning, putting my hands in my pockets, and wandering around leisurely.
"Brother Zhao!"
"Good morning, Brother Zhao!"
"Hello, Brother Zhao!"
When the vendors saw Madman Zhao coming, they all smiled and said hello.
Unlike most people who openly respect Crazy Zhao, the respect and respect these vendors have for Crazy Zhao must come from the bottom of their hearts.
Crazy Zhao is moody and often bullies others. As long as he is in a bad mood, even innocent people will be implicated.
Not to mention for his own benefit, he would do anything unscrupulous.
In short, Crazy Zhao must be a bad person, and a very bad one at that.
I don’t know how many people secretly wish they could drink his blood and eat his flesh!
But these vendors at the farmer's market are an exception.
Because Crazy Zhao is really kind to them, there has never been a case of anyone daring to cause trouble with stall owners in the more than 300 farmers' markets in the city.
Because behind these stall owners is Crazy Zhao, whether they know him or not, once a vendor is bullied, as long as Crazy Zhao is found, he will personally come forward to deal with it!
Moreover, he also sets unified prices for various products in the farmer's market based on market conditions at any time.
Everyone must sell according to his price. If anyone dares to raise or lower the price without permission, the consequences will be very serious.
Who would disrespect such a great benefactor who can not only support them but also maintain market order?
"Old man Li, this is not how you cut the pork. When you use the knife, you must tilt it slightly at the ribs. This way the scraped meat will be cleaner and you can sell it for more money. Do you understand?"
Crazy Zhao has always had an inseparable affection for pork. Every time he passed by a pork stall, he had to give careful guidance.
Sometimes when the mood strikes, I have to do the demonstration myself.
There must be a lot of people wearing Armani suits in this world, and there are certainly more people killing pigs.
But Crazy Zhao is probably the only person in the entire history of mankind who wears an Armani suit and picks pork with a butcher's knife.
"Look, you are right to listen to me. Remember in the future, the blade of the knife must be tilted when picking the ribs, so that the meat removed will be clean."
Madman Zhao smiled and threw the butcher's knife back to the other party, then took two pork kidneys from the pig and said with a smile, "You old man, the pork kidneys were good today. I took them back to make soup. You can calculate how much."
money."
"Oh, Brother Zhao, where are you? You have done so many things for us, how can we still charge you money? It's my honor for you to pick two pig kidneys here."
As Old Man Li spoke, he quickly took out a plastic bag, washed the two pig kidneys, packed them, and handed them to Crazy Zhao with a smile.
But Madman Zhao didn't appreciate it, and his face that had been smiling just now suddenly turned gloomy.
"Brother Zhao, what are you..."
Old Man Li looked at Crazy Zhao's face and felt a little guilty in his heart. At the same time, he also felt quite confused. Why did he suddenly become unhappy when he was so good?
"Listen to me!"
Madman Zhao stared straight into Old Man Li's eyes and said word by word, "You have to give money when you buy things. This is a matter of course, no one is exception!"
"If someone dares to buy something from you in the future without giving you money, you will kill him like a pig with a knife. Do you hear me clearly?"
Old Man Li was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, "Listen, listen clearly..."
"Well, just remember."
After Madman Zhao finished speaking, he took out a few big bills, slapped them on the chopping board, and then left leisurely with the plastic bag in hand.
No one understood why Madman Zhao suddenly lost his temper.
However, only he himself knows how he got to where he is today step by step.
In the beginning, he was just an honest pork seller who never messed with anyone.
But those people had to bully him, beat him, humiliate him, buy things without giving him money, and force him to become a madman!
"It seems that this person is quite interesting."
Not far away stood a man and a woman, watching this scene with great interest.
The man was around twenty-five or six, with an average appearance and a slightly thin figure. He was dressed very casually. He was the kind of person who would never be found again if he was thrown into a crowd.
The woman has a hot figure, exquisite facial features, a cool look between her eyebrows that keeps strangers away from her, and her body exudes a powerful aura. At first glance, it seems that she has a temperament cultivated by being aloof for a long time.
"Well, it's quite interesting. At least he is quite nostalgic."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "For such an interesting person, should we go and ask for a cup of tea from him?"
Long Xiaoman smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Huang is already over there, let's be his followers today."
"Hahaha, this awesome old man will probably brag about it for the rest of his life when he goes back!"
Yang Xuan opened his mouth and laughed.
Downstairs of Madman Zhao's company, Weasel is already waiting there.
Today, under the threat of force from Long Xiaoman, he finally put on a neat and neat Versace suit and a pair of well-polished leather shoes.
It is said that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle, but this does not seem to apply to weasels.
Wearing this outfit on him, it always felt like something was wrong.
Maybe it's because he's used to his red vest and suit trousers, or maybe it's because his temperament doesn't match the suit at all.
Anyway, it gives people the feeling of wearing a set of luxurious clothes on a monkey.
"Xiao Yang, Xiao Long, you two are late. Go back to the finance department to collect the fine."
The weasel gave the two a lesson with a serious face.
Long Xiaoman was stunned and suddenly became angry, "Are you..."
"Hey, don't!"
Chapter completed!