Chapter 57 Bullying

"It's just 40 kilograms of tofu. It's not heavy and it won't take much effort."

Zhuang Qingning smiled and poked his head into the yard: "Is Uncle Zhang here now?"

"Master, what a coincidence! Master just went out and said he was going to buy some things, probably some seasonings for the kitchen."

Lian Rong raised his eyes and smiled, "Miss Zhuang, do you have something to ask Master?"

"Well, I pickled some salted duck eggs at home. I would like to ask Uncle Zhang to have a taste and see how they taste." Zhuang Qingning said as he took out the salted duck eggs wrapped in a cloth bag and handed them to Lian Rong.

"These two are for you."

Lian Rong couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw this.

Zhuang Qingning said that these were salted duck eggs pickled at home, and asked Zhang Yongchang to try them. However, the signature dish of Fu Shun Lou, the golden pork tenderloin, was made with salted egg yolks. Since Zhuang Qingning wanted Zhang Yongchang to taste the salted duck eggs, he probably wanted to introduce his own salted duck eggs to see if Fu Shun Lou would accept them.

Zhuang Qingning is a good businessman.

More importantly, we have not forgotten that small fry like them should be given small benefits, which not only makes people feel proud but also makes them feel comfortable.

Lian Rong took the salted duck egg with a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, Miss Zhuang. When Master comes back, I will give this duck egg to him and ask him to have a taste."

"It's hard for Miss Zhuang to still think of me. I happened to be very busy this morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast. I'll find a pancake later and have a couple of bites of this salted duck egg."

Having received the benefit, Lian Rong naturally expressed his gratitude.

"Then you can try it. If you feel that there is something wrong with the taste, you can tell me." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile: "Then you go ahead and take care of it. I will go check the tofu stall."

"Miss Zhuang, take care." Lian Rong picked up the tofu, took the salted duck eggs, and went to the kitchen.

Zhuang Qingning returned to the tofu stall and continued selling his own tofu and salted duck eggs.

The salted duck eggs were neither advertised for sale nor offered for tasting. They were simply placed next to the tofu in a very conspicuous position, which attracted people who came to buy tofu to take a few glances.

"Little girl, are these salted duck eggs?" An old man who often came to buy tofu couldn't help but ask.

"It's salted duck eggs." Zhuang Qingning nodded and smiled, "I just pickled them yesterday. I brought them to town today to see if anyone wants to buy them."

The old man laughed after hearing this: "When you were selling tofu, you were still shouting and hawking, but when it comes to these salted duck eggs, you are silent. How can you sell these salted duck eggs? Are you too embarrassed to shout and hawk?"

"No." Zhuang Qingning smiled and said, "It's just that I didn't pickle many salted duck eggs this time. Besides the ones I ate myself, there were only a few of them. It's not worth selling them. So I thought if anyone asked, I would sell them. If not, I would keep them for myself."

"You are quite interesting, little girl." The old man laughed even more heartily. "But since your tofu is so delicious, I think the duck eggs will taste good too. How much are these salted duck eggs? I want to buy three or four and eat them with peanuts and wine at noon."

"Two for a penny."

"It's not expensive, just... give me four." The old man said as he took money out of the purse at his waist.

“Wait!”

The loud shout out of nowhere frightened the old man so much that his hands trembled and the purse in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Zhuang Qingning was also startled and looked up to see what had happened.

Without waiting for her to see the situation clearly, Zhang Yongchang's hands were like a gust of wind and he picked up all the salted duck eggs that Zhuang Qingning had placed in the bamboo basket.

"I want all these salted duck eggs. Here's the money!"

Zhang Yongchang held the salted duck egg in one hand and didn't even bother to open the purse to count the money with the other hand. He just threw the purse to Zhuang Qingning and let her count it herself.

At this moment, the old man who wanted to buy salted duck eggs just now was immediately unhappy. He glared at Zhang Yongchang and shouted, "Hey, Chef Zhang, I was the first one to buy salted duck eggs here. Why did you suddenly come in and snatch my duck eggs away? What are you doing? Are you bullying me?"

"I don't like what you said. How can you say that you are bullying me? This little girl is selling salted duck eggs here, and I come to buy salted duck eggs. This is the most common thing. How can you say that you are bullying me?"

Zhang Yongchang was not to be outdone, and he shouted at the old man, "Besides, what evidence do you have that I stole your duck eggs?"

"I agreed to buy four duck eggs and was just about to pay for them when you bought them. Isn't that stealing my eggs?"

"Hey, what you said is really interesting. You said you wanted to buy it, but you didn't pay for it yet. So the eggs still belong to the seller. I paid for the eggs from the seller, so this transaction is natural. If you said you wanted to rob me, then that's extortion."

Zhang Yongchang stared and said, "If you say that, should I just randomly find a shop, point at the things in the shop and say, 'I want to buy all these, but you are not allowed to buy them. If you buy them, you are stealing my things?'"

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"This is nonsense, okay, I'm going to buy all the salted duck eggs today, so stop talking nonsense here and leave now."

"Chef Zhang, you've gone too far!" The old man couldn't win the argument with Zhang Yongchang, and he couldn't suppress his anger, so he simply cleared his throat and shouted to the people passing by on the street: "Everyone come and take a look, the chef of Fushunlou is bullying people here..."

Bullying, Fu Shun Building.

These are all keywords that easily attract people's attention, especially since he is the chef of Fu Shun Lou and the boss who bullies others. This inevitably makes people curious and think too much.

So, as the old man shouted loudly, people gradually gathered around him, wanting to see what was going on.

When they learned that these two grown men were fighting over a few salted duck eggs, they were surprised and started talking about it.

"In my opinion, what Chef Zhang said is correct. You are all here to buy things. If you don't pay, others can buy it. You can't say that others have stolen the things just because they are quick. If you don't pay, can't you also not allow others to buy it?"

"You can't say that. This person also wanted to take the money. He was about to pay, and then he was robbed. Who wouldn't be angry? If it happened to you, you would be angry too, right?"

"That makes some sense, but it's hard to judge who's right and who's wrong..."

"Don't worry about who is right or wrong. I just want to know how delicious the salted duck eggs sold by this little girl are that can make two grown men quarrel in the street without caring about their dignity..."

"Yeah, how delicious is this?"

As a result, the focus of the onlookers shifted from the initial question of who was right and who was wrong between the two people to how delicious the salted duck eggs made by Zhuang Qingning were.

Thanks to the cute little "Shi Gan Dang Dang Dang" for the reward ~ Thank you for your support 　　 　 (End of this chapter)