Old Huang is indeed living a comfortable life.
So moisturizing it's almost unbearable!
At Juquanlou, Old Huang, who had lost weight, had bigger eyes as he carefully and warily looked around while washing dishes.
These days have been absolutely unbearable, like living hell.
Life at Juquanlou completely shattered his worldview.
"Okawa."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Boss Huang's hand, which was washing dishes, trembled slightly before he quickly regained his composure.
Then, he looked at the person warily and gestured for them to stop, saying, "Stop, don't come any closer, just say what you have to say."
"What are you doing, treating me like a thief?" The man couldn't help but laugh.
"If you were a thief, I might be a little happier."
Old Master Huang felt wronged. That bastard Han Shui had already made him owe three taels of silver.
Because of him, he has broken 217 dishes, bought the wrong dishes 12 times, served the wrong wine 7 times, and offended three guests.
He keeps saying he didn't do it on purpose, what a lie!
If that bastard hadn't done it on purpose, he would have twisted his own head off and used it as a ball to kick around.
But there's nothing we can do.
He was just a helpless and confused little guy right now, and he didn't dare to offend anyone in Juquanlou.
One Han Shui has already caused so much trouble; if another one comes along, it will drive him crazy.
"What are you afraid of? We're brothers, would I ever hurt you?" After saying that, he slapped Boss Huang hard on the shoulder.
Boss Huang felt he was prepared to defend against all of Han Shui's tricks, including but not limited to: slipping hands, slipping feet, blindness, faking falls...
But I never imagined that this guy would be so arrogant as to openly frame me.
Fortunately, I was prepared.
Old Huang weighed the plate in his hand and gave a motherly smile.
hehe……
That guy, Da Chuan, has never learned his lesson.
Innocent.
With a meaningful smile, Han Shui walked over casually and pushed the person back, saying, "I don't eat people, why are you so afraid?"
Then, he shook his hand and "accidentally" bumped into the cutting board on the shelf.
It slammed right into the sink where the dishes were being washed.
In an instant, not a single one of the dozens of bowls and plates in the basin was intact.
Upon seeing this, Boss Huang's expression suddenly changed, his eyes blazing with fury, and he uttered two words through gritted teeth, "Han Shui!"
"Oh dear," Han Shui said with a guilty look, "Xiao Chuan, what should I do? I really didn't mean to. Who put the cutting board here? It's too dangerous. No, I have to find someone to settle the score with."
After saying that, he simply disappeared.
It's happening again!
Old Huang sat helplessly on the ground, irritably pulling at his hair.
"Da Chuan," the executive appeared in the kitchen as usual, "a plate has been broken."
He went over and counted them.
“There are 43 in total, and each one costs four coins,” he said, while calculating on an abacus. “A total of 172 coins.”
"oh!"
Boss Huang remained silent.
This scenario has happened countless times, and he should be used to it, but he feels increasingly frustrated.
What a load of rubbish! It's a total rip-off!
Manager Han ignored Old Master Huang's mood and continued, calculating on his abacus, "You owe a total of thirteen taels and two hundred and ninety-three coins."
After saying that, he looked at the dejected Old Master Huang with pity.
This person is probably the first to be constantly tormented by their own mother.
Thinking of what happened to Boss Huang, even he, as an onlooker, felt he couldn't stay any longer. Yet this young man in front of him had endured for so long, remaining neither insane nor foolish, and still able to stay clear-headed.
Wow, they're really not to be underestimated.
Old Huang deftly accepted the contract handed over by Steward Han and silently pressed his fingerprint on it.
He suddenly spoke just as he was about to leave.
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