It was a busy afternoon. Haozi went to the market to make purchases and prepare for the evening, while I stayed in the small cubicle on the second floor of the restaurant to take stock of the accounts for the past few days.
After a few days of hard work, we have made a lot of money. According to the living standards in 2006, the turnover in the store these days is not bad. If we continue to develop at this trend, it is estimated that in less than two years, Haozi and I will be able to become serfs and sing.
I also lived a prosperous life like a rich man.
But at this moment, I heard men shouting and cursing from downstairs, mixed with the cries of children. Soon I even heard the sound of tables and chairs being overturned. It was so noisy that it felt like entering a vegetable market.
I am a quiet person. I usually stay on the second floor whenever I have free time and ignore the noise in the hall.
But this time the commotion was so loud that even I was alarmed, so I hurried downstairs to see what was going on downstairs. But before I could step out of the stairs, I saw a tall and thick man grabbing someone.
Anan was cursed at the collar, and the scolding was extremely unpleasant.
I quickly stepped forward to ask what was going on. As soon as I pushed away a few diners watching the excitement, I found that a table in the hall had been opened and a lot of soup was spilled on the floor. Broken plates and chopsticks were spilled out.
There, lying on the ground, was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His face was tense, and the corners of his mouth were twitching in pain. He bowed his stomach like a shrimp and cried out in pain.
My heart skipped a beat, and I knew something was wrong. Sure enough, after asking around, I found out that the diner who had fallen to the ground had entered the restaurant half an hour ago and ordered a hot dish, a cold dish, and a bottle of steamed rice, all by himself.
One person was drinking to kill time, but suddenly, he stood up holding his stomach, said a few nonsense, then rolled his eyes and fell down, complaining that his stomach hurt.
As for the strong man who grabbed Anan by the collar and cursed him loudly, he was a diner sitting next to him. He claimed that he had eaten bugs in his food. While cursing Anan, he was holding a piece of the reptile body in his other hand.
, yelling loudly, saying that he had eaten something unclean in the meal, and demanding compensation.
I quickly winked at the waiters in the kitchen and asked them to dial 120 for emergency services. After that, I walked over to the man, took his hand away and said, "Sir, let's talk about what you have to say, don't make such a fuss."
Is that okay? Look at you, even the table has been overturned, how can we do business next?"
The man cursed and let go, still with a sneer on his face, and started yelling, saying that if your store is a shabby shop with so many flies and mice, is it necessary to open it? Look, there are still people lying here!
My face sank, and I ignored what he was yelling about. Instead, I walked towards the middle-aged man lying on the ground and took his pulse. Then I carefully checked the man's face and found that his forehead was sallow and there was a sallow glow under the corners of his eyes.
There was a smell of bad luck, his face was pale and pale, the corners of his mouth were shaking constantly, and his hands were dragging his bloated belly, as if it had bulged into a ball, and I was suddenly shocked.
This is not a bad stomach, it is clearly someone who has given me a poison!
Seeing this, I no longer look good. The restaurant kitchen has just been tidied up, and there is no possibility of dirt. Secondly, this person has clearly been poisoned by a medicine, which is completely different from the symptoms of food poisoning.
I looked next to the middle-aged man and found a broken small wine glass. The contents of the wine glass had been spilled all over the floor, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
I dipped a little on my index finger, put it under my nose and smelled it, and I got an idea.
This medicinal poison must have been put into a wine glass and swallowed by the middle-aged man along with the strong liquor, so it took effect so quickly.
As for the person who poisoned us, he must not be an employee in our restaurant, but someone like this middle-aged man who came into the store to spend money.
I stopped thinking, raised my head, and looked at the strong man who had made the most noise just now. He had an unkind look on his face, folded his hands on his chest, raised the corners of his mouth, as if he were watching a show, and shouted from time to time, pointing at the middle-aged diners on the ground,
I'm clamoring to come and see it, this store is making shady money and is going to eat people to death!
This shout attracted not only the diners in the restaurant, but also the idlers walking on the roadside. They came from three floors inside and three floors outside, forming a big circle around my restaurant. Some diners
They took the opportunity to run away without paying, and more people who didn't understand the truth were filled with indignation and started making noises wherever they went.
Those who do business are most afraid of someone making trouble. In addition, a diner was poisoned and was still lying on the ground and was watched by so many people. The reputation of the restaurant was greatly affected. It is easy to ruin this reputation. If you want to rebuild it,
It can be seen that it is extremely difficult.
I was very upset, and after thinking about it, I felt that it was not a big deal to be watched by so many people, so I quickly called a few shop assistants and planned to carry the diner who had been poisoned by the medicine out.
As a result, the strong man quit his job and blocked the door with three or five idle men, saying, "What happened to the person in your store? You dare to throw the person outside in broad daylight, and you think everyone is blind?"
, are there any bullies like you?
I had roughly guessed the whole story in my mind. I suppressed the fire and said to the man who was leading the trouble, "Brother, you misunderstood. The environment in the restaurant is too noisy, there are so many people crowded in, and the air is bad. I carried the person to the roadside."
, which is good for him."
The man started to sneer and said, "Hey, can you still cure feelings? This person had an accident in your restaurant, and you are responsible for saving him!" I suppressed the anger in my heart, swallowed my anger, and then nodded and said
, "Okay, I'll rescue the person right now."
As I said that, I ignored him and asked the clerk to carry the person outside to a more open area. Then I asked the onlookers to stand farther away, put my hand into the diners' creaking holes, and pinched them hard a few times.
——Of course, this action is just a cover. I must use physical contact to transfer the God-Eating Gu into this person's body. Only in this way can the medicinal Gu in his body be suppressed.
Dozens of pairs of eyes surrounded me, all wanting to see how I, the boss, could save people.
While pinching the diners, I communicated with the God-Eating Gu, letting the little thing move along my fingers and slowly penetrate into the diners' bodies. Then I clapped my hands and wiped the sweat off my forehead. When I turned around, I found that
The strong man who made the most fuss was still there, looking down at me with a triumphant expression, secretly revealing a hint of weirdness and pride.
It’s like saying again, let’s see what you can do?
I ignored him, minding my own business, and slapped the diner on the face. After a few seconds, the middle-aged diner, who was about to faint from the pain, suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up with an "Ah!"
The onlookers surrounding him were startled, and the crowd backed up half a meter with a "boom".
I heard someone shouting, "Oh my god... didn't he have food poisoning? Why did he stand up so quickly?"
Someone whispered in agreement, "It's probably not food poisoning..."
I remained silent and took advantage of the opportunity to put my hand on the middle-aged diner's shoulder and ask him how he felt. At the same time, the God-Eating Gu also turned into a warm breath and quickly came out along the middle-aged diner's shoulder.
Unconsciously, he ejaculated into the palm of my hand.
This middle-aged diner was just revived by me, but he was very confused. He looked around and couldn't remember what happened. He covered his head and was stunned for a long time. He said... I'm fine. What happened to me just now?