"Then I will directly discuss cooperation with Sister Yao?"
Hu Da also asked for instructions, and Uncle Hu almost slapped him on the head.
"You've grown so big and you still need me to teach you! Others say you know how to do business and have my style. Damn, you can't even compare to a hair of mine. Why don't you hurry up!"
Hu Da was not angry, he nodded with a smile and stepped forward.
Meng Yao's business has always been good. Usually at this time, they are basically sold out, but today, because the stall next door has shared a lot, it is still not sold out at this point.
Hu Da had already had breakfast, and the food was brought back by Hu Si, so he did not queue up to buy it, but walked directly to the stall and called with a smile: "Sister Yao!"
When Meng Yao heard "Sister Yao", goosebumps spread all over her body.
"Boss Hu, you'd better call me Meng Yao!"
Hu smiled and shook his head, "How can that happen? You are my aunt's goddaughter, that is, my sister. It is worthwhile for me to call you Sister Yao!"
Meng Yao smiled dryly.
There's no need to call her so intimate.
Liu Cuihua, who was busy on the side, frowned slightly because Hu Da mentioned her goddaughter, but there were outsiders around, so she didn't ask.
Meng Yao saw Uncle Hu coming behind him and immediately reached out to greet him: "Uncle Hu, this way!"
Uncle Hu was on a stroll, and he didn't want to come here to delay Meng Yao's business, but Meng Yao greeted him, and he slowly walked over.
He pinched his long beard and asked, "Why are you calling me? You want me to buy pancakes and fruit to eat, but my old man doesn't want to eat today!"
Uncle Hu meant to be reserved and polite, but the bun seller next to him got excited after hearing this. He held up her dirty bun and handed it to Uncle Hu's mouth.
"Uncle, if you don't want to eat pancakes and fruits, try my steamed buns. My steamed buns are pure meat buns. They are very delicious and cheap. They only cost ten cents each. They are much better than those pancakes and fruits!"
Her man sold out the pancakes and she had asked him to go back first, so now she was smearing the pancakes without any care.
Uncle Hu hid aside, but he still couldn't escape the enthusiastic bun buyer.
She handed the bun directly to Uncle Hu's mouth, and the bun touched his lips.
When Hu Da saw that the bun seller actually handed the dirty bun to the old man to eat, Hu Da, who had always been smiling and laughing, raised his hand and knocked the bun away.
"Hey, my buns, my big meaty buns."
The bun seller patted his legs and screamed.
The bun originally fell to the ground, but now it rolled around on the ground again and turned completely black.
"You compensate me for destroying my buns. Just treat it as if you bought it. Bring me a dime!"
Hu Da wanted to give her a slap in the face. Although a smile appeared on his face, the smile was so light that it could be ignored.
"Your buns are so dirty, and you still want me to buy them?"
"Who says it's dirty? It's just that the skin is dirty, but it's still fine on the inside!"
The bun seller screamed.
Hu Da pointed at the already dirty buns that rolled around on the ground and said, "Now it's just the skin that's dirty, but the inside is fine. You can continue to sell it!"
The bun seller's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Uncle Hu, then at the young and strong Mr. Hu, and this time he pointed his gun at Uncle Hu again.
"He doesn't want to buy it. You should buy it, sir. You just ate it in your mouth. Who else can buy it?"
When Uncle Hu heard about selling steamed buns, his beard became very proud.
"You said I ate your buns? Where did you see me eating your buns? It was obviously you who kept trying to stuff it into my mouth, but you didn't even look to see if I would eat it. Just your buns,
As soon as I smell it, I know it tastes terrible. I won’t even feed it to a dog. You still want to feed it to me?”
"Oh, you guys are really deliberately looking for trouble. You guys photographed my good buns and meat buns on the ground, and you even falsely accused my buns of being unpalatable. You guys, follow me to the police station. I will definitely drag you there today.
Police station.”
The bun seller was reluctant and took Uncle Hu's arm, trying to take him to the police station.
Seeing this, Meng Yao was about to go over to protect Uncle Hu, but was pulled back by Qi Boyan.
"Don't worry, someone will take care of it!"
The "someone" Qi Boyan mentioned was naturally Uncle Hu's eldest son.
It was obvious that Hu Da was a good old man with a smile before, but now he stepped on the buns that fell on the ground and slapped the bun seller on the face.
"Go to the police station, okay, let's go! As a victim, of course you have to look like a victim. I will leave you with a victimized image."
The bun seller had been punched by Hu Si before, so he covered his face with a towel for fear of scaring the customers.
Hu Da slapped her towel off, revealing her swollen face.
Hu Si's punch was so heavy that the person's face was swollen. That's why the bun seller endured the pain and stayed here until now because he made money from pancakes and fruit.
And Hu Da's slap was not light, knocking out one of the front teeth of the bun seller.
The bun seller grunted a few times, and finally spit out a big tooth, covered in blood, and dropped it to the ground, making the bun seller cry in anger.
"My teeth..."
The two Hu brothers seem to be the nemesis of selling steamed buns.
"Who asked you to do it?"
Uncle Hu blew his beard and yelled at Mr. Hu, "Tell me what you are doing now. You beater must have ignored it. Even if you went to the police station, you didn't bother. Do you think your hands are itchy?"
Hu Da smiled at his father, "I couldn't hold it back for a moment!"
I really couldn't hold it back.
He told me nicely that he was going to the police station, so he went along. He wasn't as bad-tempered as Hu Si.
But the bun seller kept his mouth shut, and even pulled his old man hard. He didn't see the old man blowing his beard and staring at him.
What should he do if his old man gets old and gets angry?
Uncle Hu mentioned going to the police station, and then the bun seller thought of going to the police station. He cried and shouted: "Go to the police station, go to the police station, you wait..."
As he spoke, his teeth began to leak.
Hu Da didn't say anything, he just laughed and laughed. The bun seller was so frightened that he got up anxiously and ran to find his comrades at the police station.
Meng Yao looked at it and didn't know what to say. He touched his nose and asked Qi Boyan next to him: "Do you think that when people come later, will the bun seller say that he is with us again?"
There was a smile in Qi Boyan's eyes, "It seems they are indeed in the same group!"
Hu Da helped Uncle Hu tidy up his beard, then looked at the two people with a smile and apologized: "Just kidding!"
Hu Da is a civilized man and rarely takes action. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one around, there would be no need for him to take action himself.