Chapter nine hundred and thirty third modern prostitute
Chapter 933: Modern Madam
The old-fashioned wall clock on the front wall happens to be eleven forty-five. If there is a very popular saying in ancient times, at three quarters of noon, it coincides with the time when the ladies in the chicken coop have lunch, and the hall is
Behind the service desk on the north side, there was only a waitress with heavy makeup, who was bored and playing with her mobile phone. Even if a customer came to the door, no one came to greet her. She came to eat chicken at this hour, and she was definitely a full meal.
Xu Qing walked to the service counter, tapped the table with his index finger, and whispered: "Do you sell live chickens here? Price is not an issue."
At this time, he was no longer prepared to go to a second restaurant. No matter what kind of restaurant it was, he would spend more money to buy two live chickens and go back to fill the belly of the big python.
The waitress raised her head and glanced at him, and said impatiently: "Don't mention two, you just want twenty. Five hundred and eighty purebred chickens, two hundred and eighty country chickens, and six hundred and eighty small grass chickens. You
Which one do you want?"
'Jiwowo' is considered a mid-to-high-end shopping place in Qunyingfang. Customers who come here often know what these three names mean. Those between the ages of 18 and 28 are called purebreds, and those between 28 and 30 years old are called purebreds.
Eight-year-olds are called natives, and chicks are those under the age of eighteen. Of course, there are also heavy-minded people who lack maternal love, so they can only go to the alleys outside to find those aunts wearing red flowers on their heads.
Xu Qing really didn't know where he had stumbled into. He simply thought that this place was just a restaurant, or a restaurant with a poor business. Otherwise, why was there not a single dining customer in the lobby at this hour? He must have been attracted by the price here.
I was shocked. A native chicken costs 280 yuan, which is more expensive than eating a farmed turtle.
"It doesn't matter if you charge an arbitrary fee. Here are two country chickens to keep alive." Xu Qing really didn't care about the money. He thought to himself that he was doing his part for the development of Binhai, and he happily paid it out of his pocket.
He took out his wallet, picked up six of them, put them on the countertop, and asked casually: "How much does a local chicken weigh? I want to take it away alive."
The expression on the waiter's face softened a little after taking the money. The customer is God. This sentence is the same no matter in any service industry.
"I'll try my best to help you arrange chickens under 100 pounds. There are also some beautiful local chickens, but we have to wait until they finish eating..." the waitress introduced while taking out her mobile phone and making a call.
Xu Qing could hear the smell now. I bet the live chickens here are the kind of fast food chickens. This place is just a chicken shop. Damn it, how could this chicken shop be opened on the roadside and still be so grand?
Binhai is such a mess.
"Forget it, I can't afford this chicken. I think we should go to another place!" Xu Qing shook his head and prepared to return the money and leave. The chicken he originally bought was for the python, so he couldn't bring two living people back to give it to him.
Is it a meal?
The waitress was unhappy when she heard this. She frowned and said, "I've already called the people. The money cannot be refunded. They are very skilled. It's a guaranteed two-way trip."
Xu Qing suddenly became furious and said angrily: "Don't I have nothing to do? Why don't you refund the money? I'm telling you, you have to refund the money today, or you have to refund it if you don't."
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The waitress was obviously ready to fight with him, and said confidently: "Hey, I really encountered a thorn in the side today. I'm telling you, you won't get a cent back on this money."
On normal days, Xu Qing wouldn't bother to bother with a few hundred dollars, but today the attitude of the waitress made him very unhappy. The guy was already feeling depressed, and the other person's arrogant expression ignited the anger in his heart.
"Are you really not going to refund the money?" Xu Qing repeated what she had just said, with an unconcealable anger in her voice.
The waitress tilted her head and said: "If you don't want to retreat, there is a certain logic in this world that you have to retreat after a table of dishes has been ordered. People will be here soon, so you'd better prepare to enjoy it with peace of mind!"
Xu Qing was not one to hit women easily. He smiled calmly and walked in the hall with his hands behind his back. Click-bursts of explosions came from under his feet. As he walked down the circle, there were left traces on the floor of the hall.
There was a series of clear footprints, with the footprints as the center, and fine cracks spread out in a radiating pattern. There were far more than 600 floor tiles that had been trampled down.
The waitress didn't see this scene. She took out her mobile phone and started playing games behind the counter. Anyway, the person came over and the business was done.
Xu Qing deliberately increased the strength of his feet and walked back and forth in the hall several times. At first glance, he looked like a distracted person thinking about a problem, but in fact he was taking advantage of the floor tiles to vent his anger.
Just then, a group of women with heavy makeup walked in from the door. They were all in their early thirties. The makeup made people speechless for a while. Their eyebrows were thick and black, and their lips were as red as if they had just sucked blood. These women
There were seven or eight of them in total, each one more horrifying than the last with their makeup, and some of them wanted to destroy their humanity just by looking at them.
A middle-aged woman with a cigarette in her mouth walked over, glanced at Xu Qing, who was frowning, and said with a smile: "All the country chickens are here. If you like any of them, just take them upstairs."
The middle-aged woman is about forty years old and looks like the one above. Her skin is fair and her heavy make-up cannot hide her good figure. She is also wearing an old red cheongsam, which makes her look half-aged.
Motherly feeling.
Xu Qing was not interested in these women at all, so naturally he had no other thoughts. He took two steps forward and stood opposite the middle-aged woman, and said with a serious face: "I am not interested in these women, please refund the money.
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The middle-aged woman is the mommy in this 'chicken coop'. If she were called the Madam in the past, she would be responsible for selling the ladies of all ages to the customers. When Xu Qing said that she wanted to refund the money, the smile on her face suddenly
After restraining himself, he said in a cold voice: "Since our chicken coop has no refunds, I advise you to ask the two of you to come up and be happy!"
Xu Qing was so angry at her that she sneered: "You're not going to refund the money, are you? Then I can leave." After saying that, he raised his feet and walked out the door. He deliberately poured righteousness into the soles of his feet, and stepped on them.
The force became even stronger, and every time I stepped on the ground, there would be a half-inch deep footprint.
Click - I walked about ten steps along the way to the door. Every step was accompanied by a cracking sound. Now everyone's eyes were attracted. The middle-aged madam's face turned green and she thought to herself, today I am the madam.
Did you violate a taboo? How could you attract such a plague god?
The madam had lived half his life and had never seen a character like this that could crush the ground. He stood there with his mouth wide open for a moment, like a big toad whose belly had been exploded by being stepped on.