Gong Jian didn't want to cause more trouble or trouble. The main thing he did now was to consider whether it would have any adverse effects on his family. He pretended to be scared and answered carefully: "I'm not selling firewood.
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The little boy glared: "If you don't sell firewood, isn't the wood in your backpack just wood?"
Gong Jian murmured in his heart, "I carry firewood in the basket, so I sell firewood. If I carry some flour, am I selling flour? Why do I think so..."
Seeing the young man who was still glaring at him, Gong Jian quickly retracted his scattered thoughts and continued to whisper: "This, this is for my own use, not for sale."
When the young man heard what he said, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort. He glanced at Gong Jian up and down a few times, then looked away, said, "Bad luck." and planned to go back to the restaurant.
At this time, a voice suddenly came out from the palace after exercising: "If you don't sell firewood, will you sell your pheasants?"
Gong Jian turned around. He recognized the voice of this man. It was the so-called Manager Wang just now. This man's eyes were so poisonous. How did he know that there was a pheasant under the firewood in the basket on his back?
Gong Jian hurriedly took off the backpack, only to realize that just now, because he was trying to avoid being caught by the boy, he moved a little too much, and the firewood in the backpack was piled aside, revealing the gorgeous feathers of the pheasant underneath.
But even so, Gong Jian had to admire that Manager Wang's eyes were really sharp. If this man was allowed to hunt in the forest, it is estimated that even the pheasants and hares would not be able to escape his thieving eyes.
Now that Manager Wang had discovered the pheasant in his basket, Gong Jian could tell with his toes that this man would not let him go easily.
He simply held the basket in one hand and lifted the pheasant in the basket with the other hand. He waved it in front of Manager Wang and the boy and put it back into the basket.
Seeing the two people's eyes following the pheasant, he said slowly: "Are you planning to take this pheasant from me?"
Manager Wang just blackmailed a rabbit and was very happy. Hearing the boy chasing a firewood seller, he remembered that he really needed to buy more wood for the restaurant, so he walked over slowly.
.Who would have known that it was such a coincidence that he saw by chance that there was a pheasant in the firewood seller's basket.
Manager Wang was actually feeling very happy now. He knew that today the field clerk in the town was going to bring his friends to their restaurant for dinner.
The rabbit just now was pretty good, and if we add the pheasant in front of us, then the lunch banquet will be even better. The field member has a lot of money, and if he is satisfied, he will probably be able to give a lot of reward.
As soon as he said he wanted to please the field officials, the wild game was delivered to his door one after another today. It was true that God was on his side.
Manager Wang looked at Gong Jian, who was wearing a robe that was a bit white from the wash. He had a slender figure and wore patched cloth shoes. He looked like a scholar from a poor family. He wanted to intimidate him a little, but he had to behave.
Serve the pheasant.
So Manager Wang immediately said with confidence: "Yes, our restaurant only accepts this kind of game. Well, the pheasant in your hand probably weighs a pound, right? Erzi, take it over quickly and weigh it carefully."
How much does it weigh? I can negotiate the price with this guy."
As soon as the boy heard the manager's words, he immediately understood his intention, so he walked over quickly and stretched out his hand to take the pheasant out of Gong Jian's backpack.
But as soon as Gong Jian's body moved, he dodged the person with his backpack, and the boy stretched out the dog's paw. He also understood now that the rabbit seller just now was probably fooled by these two people into taking away the rabbit.
Then he said calmly: "Manager Wang, don't be so hasty. I have my own rules for selling pheasants."
After listening to Gong Jian's words, Mr. Wang always felt that they sounded familiar. He glared at the young man who was still standing there blankly, and cursed in his heart: "Useless thing, just such an elegant scholar."
, can’t even deal with them. It’s better to raise two dogs than to raise them.”
Of course the young boy didn't know that Manager Wang was scolding him in his mind. At this time, he was still standing there, mainly because he didn't expect that the weak guy in front of him could avoid his actions again.
He is very familiar with grabbing things from other people's hands, and he has never failed. He has never met anyone faster than him. Is this because he got into trouble today?
Although Gong Jian didn't know what the two men were thinking, he was not in a hurry. He simply put his backpack in front of him and started to sort out the things in it. He didn't want anyone along the way to see the things in his backpack.
Pheasant, what trouble will he bring to himself?
Who knows if there are other Managers Li and Manager Zhao in this town besides the Manager Wang in front of me.
Seeing Gong Jian's calm look, Manager Wang became a little anxious. He knew that one of Tian Yuanwai's favorite dishes was spicy chicken nuggets. And in this dish, if it is cooked with pheasant chicken
, the taste is even better.
In his eyes, the pheasant in the basket on Gong Jian's back was no longer an ordinary pheasant, it was just a pile of white money, waving to him.
Manager Wang swallowed his saliva, forced himself, and turned his gaze from the backpack to Gong Jianjian: "Little brother, tell us your rules and let us listen. Don't worry, our restaurant is very fair in collecting game.
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Gong Jian laughed and thought to himself: What rules do I have? My rule is that I don’t want to sell to you. It’s fair. These people know how to write justice.
He also saw it, and he didn't know whether these two people had been doing this kind of empty-handed job and were addicted to it, or whether this pheasant had an appetite for General Manager Wang. In short, General Manager Wang looked at the pheasant with eager eyes,
It almost burned a hole in the backpack. There was no way he could ignore it.
Gong Jian raised his eyebrows: "My rule is that these pheasants are not sold according to portions. They are only sold whole, and each is a hundred cash. No more, no less, and I refuse to bargain."
When Manager Wang and the boy heard the price, they couldn't help but be stunned: "You are too expensive. Your chicken only weighs one pound, and the most expensive pork is only fifteen cents per pound. Is your pheasant a golden rooster?
Silver rooster." With one look from Mr. Wang, the boy immediately jumped out and started shouting.
Gong Jian looked at the performance of the two people with a smile and said slowly: "These are my rules for selling pheasants. If you can't accept it, then don't buy it." After saying this, he put his basket on his back and pretended to leave.