Lin Lan looked at her: "A great man once said that a good comrade is a person who knows his mistakes and can correct them. Don't underestimate the pastry industry. As long as you are willing to work hard and study hard, when you reach a certain age, you will definitely not regret your decision.
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Food and clothing are the two most important things in life, and there are more ways to make money in the past.
After people have money in their pockets, they are no longer satisfied with eating and drinking. They also like to buy all kinds of cakes to take home and eat while drinking tea and playing cards.
Western-style pastries usually incorporate more cream fillings, while traditional pastries have denser fillings and are more natural, green, and healthy. The more traditional pastries are sold, the better they are in sales.
Tong Xinglan nodded: "I remember."
Lin Lan asked her to follow Qiao Hui and Lin Yuezhen, and give them a hand first. She cut the pumpkin into cubes, cooked it, and steamed it in a steamer.
Wu Shufen and Wu Shuqin went to the vegetable field to pick vegetables and came back to prepare lunch.
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Lin Changyou and Lao Li were in the shop. When there were many customers, they would help. When there were few customers, they would sit there and set up the gantry array.
When the two of them were talking happily, three young guys with shoulder-length hair, wearing large bell-bottom pants, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, walked into the shop.
He Li glanced at the three of them and saw the way they were looking at each other sideways. She felt that they didn't seem to be here to buy things, but rather to cause trouble. She glanced at Lao Li and continued to greet customers.
The three of them looked around at the things in the shop, from the quartz clock on the wall to the watches on the counter, the hair dryer...
The tall man with a sinewy face at the head whistled excitedly, grinning with his scorched teeth: "Oh, man, look at the many styles of watches here."
The short guy with no flesh on his face nodded: "That's right, it doesn't look like he's from a department store!"
Lao Li seemed to have not seen the three of them and was chatting animatedly with Lin Changyou as usual.
The tall man walked up to He Li's counter and squinted at the male customer who was looking at his watch: "Oh! This is a fully automatic mechanical watch. He's quite rich!"
The male customer frowned and handed the watch to He Li, "Sister, please let me go shopping first and then come back."
He Li took it with a smile: "Okay, walk slowly."
According to the rules of the store, regardless of whether the customer buys or not, the customer must be greeted with a smile and not show off to the customer. If the customer complains, the commission will be deducted.
The customer nodded with satisfaction and left without even looking at the three sluts.
The three losers leaned on the counter, took a long puff of cigarettes and puffed out their eyes at He Li.
The tall man was lying on the counter, knocking on the glass of the counter, pointing at a mechanical watch and squinting at He Li: "Yao Mei, show this watch to my brother!"
He Li glanced at the three of them with disgust, then looked at Lao Li hesitantly, "Uncle, does he want to see this fast watch?" She was worried that she would not be able to get the watch back after taking it out.
"I'm going to kill you first," the tall man spit out the cigarette in his mouth and cursed loudly on the ground.
Then he slapped the counter with another slap and pointed at He Li fiercely: "You think I can't afford it? Believe it or not, I even bought it for you?"
"Young man, talk to me." Lao Li stood up and asked He Li to step aside and looked at him calmly, "Little brother, which watch do you want to see? I'll get it for you."
Lin Changyou also stood up, walked to Lao Li's side, and held the wooden stick placed against the counter.
"Hey!" the tall male monster yelled, pointing at Old Li's nose fiercely, "Old immortal, call that woman over, or I will destroy your shop."
When Lao Li raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, he had already pinched the tall man's finger pointing at his nose, and used 20% of his strength to pry it back, "Young man, no one teaches you to be polite to the elderly, so the old man will teach you."
"Yo...yo..." The tall man screamed in pain and shouted to the two people who came with him, "Come on!"
"Old guy, put down Lao Gao," the other two people took out their switchblade knives and pointed at Lao Li.
Lin Changyou raised his wooden stick and pointed it at them: "Who dares?"
"Uncle Shui Qing, someone is making trouble, Uncle Shui Qing..." He Li rushed to the backyard and called Shui Qing.
Shui Qing rushed into the shop with a wooden stick as thick as his wrist and looked at the people coldly, "How dare you come here to cause trouble even if your hair is not even long."
Seeing this, the short man hurriedly took back the switchblade and said with a smile: "Uncle, we brothers are blind and blind. If you have anything to say, please talk to us."
Lao Li looked at the tall man and said, "Young man, you were not even born when the old man took over the society with a butcher's knife! Listen to the old man's advice, don't learn well at a young age, otherwise sooner or later you will step on the sewing machine and get the plane."
The short man bowed and apologized: "Yes, we are too blind to see the mountains. Please be kind enough to forgive us once."
Shui Qing pointed at the three of them and shouted: "Go away, if you make trouble next time, I won't be able to spare you."
"I won't dare next time, I won't dare next time." The three second-rate men bowed and left.
The three of them walked out of the shop. Lao Gao spat, covered his fingers and cursed: "You old man, his hands are worse than pliers."
The short man said: "Lao Gao, the man with only one hand is a watcher of the black market in the east of the city."
Lao Gao thought for a moment and said, "No wonder he looks familiar. This shop is owned by Li Butzi?"
The short man nodded: "That should be the case. Didn't the old man say that we were not even born when he brought the butcher's knife into society? That old man might be Li Yidao, the old butcher."
"Oh!" Lao Gao said with a sullen face, "Then why do you still ask us to come here to cause trouble?"
The short man shook his head: "How do I know?"
Watching the three of them walk away, Lin Changyou said angrily: "This kind of person should be arrested and sent to labor reform."
He didn't expect that in the new society, there would be such second-rate people who eat bad money.
Shui Qing nodded: "Fortunately you are here. Yesterday at the restaurant down there, a few lowlifes ordered a table of food, ate it, and ran away. The boss chased them out of the kitchen, and everyone ran away."
"Alas," Lao Li sighed, thinking of Li Xiangyang who was out to buy goods: "Not only has the road not been peaceful these past two years, even the city has not been peaceful either.
In my opinion, the main reason is that there are too many idle young people, and if they can’t find anything to do, they think of crooked ways. It’s time to take good care of them.”
Shui Qing said: "I heard someone say two days ago that some second-rate gangsters have formed gangs in coastal areas to collect protection fees. If merchants don't pay them, they will have people come to make trouble. They won't stop until people pay the protection fees."
He Li said with a scared look on her face: "Fortunately, you are all here. If I were alone, they would definitely grab the things and run away."
"Don't be afraid," Shui Qing reassured her with a smile, "We won't go to the market at the end of the month. Then Zhigang will come over and help you look after the shops."
"That's good." He Li picked up the rag and wiped the cigarette ashes on the counter. Thinking of the disgusting look of those three sluts, she felt frightened.