Qiao Wanyue, of course, refused.
They took the matter directly to the market supervision bureau. Qiao Wanyue made a name for herself when she opened her business. Aunt Xie also took care of her customers and maintained good relationships with them in her daily life. When the incident at Nanbeiju was mentioned, the people there paid even more attention.
The country's policies are changing now, encouraging individual entrepreneurship. If something like this happens under the city wall gate and it gets blown up and makes the news, everyone will be in big trouble. Someone made a phone call to find out what happened!
Qiao Wanyue cooperated with the investigation obediently and even sent someone to the hospital, but the little boy who got food poisoning was still in the hospital. It was indeed a problem with his intestines, and he had eaten hot pot at Nanbeiju the day before.
This is difficult to define.
Qiao Wanyue cooperated actively, saying that such matters are difficult to explain, and that compensation should be paid where appropriate and medical examinations should be conducted where necessary.
She cooperated completely.
But when the boy's father smashed someone else's shop, it was only when the police came to investigate that everyone discovered a problem: the man who smashed the shop was not the boy's father.
This matter was discovered by a junior police officer.
That's fun.
They're not even direct relatives.
Who is he taking revenge for?
Qiao Wanyue applied for 30,000 yuan in compensation, but the man couldn't come up with it.
They can only stay locked up indefinitely.
She wasn't in a hurry; she simply instructed her employees to clean up the store, record the damaged items, and report everything to the police.
That evening, the news arrived.
The family did not agree to a settlement, but when the police visited the house, they found a large amount of chili peppers. After examination, it was confirmed that the boy was indeed admitted to the hospital because he could not eat spicy food.
The family still refuses to admit it and wants Nanbeiju to close down; they even took their child and cried and made a scene.
The shop was sealed off the next day.
"Second sister-in-law, they've gone too far!" Lu Xingxing was so angry she wanted to fight them.
Qiao Wanyue said, "Xingxing, go to the restaurant across the street and buy a braised pork knuckle and some of their other braised dishes."
Lu Xingxing didn't understand what it meant.
But whatever her second sister-in-law said, she would do.
He turned around and went out.
When she returned, Qiao Wanyue took a few bites. It was oily but not greasy, and melted in her mouth. It was quite a good dish.
But it's not impossible to replicate.
"Brother, could you go and buy me some pork knuckles, vegetables, and some spices? Write down what I need and please buy it for me."
"good."
"Second sister-in-law, what do you want to do?"
Qiao Wanyue's lips curved into a smile. "Since he doesn't want me to live, then neither of us should live."
"Will you be free tomorrow?"
"some."
"Okay, I'll make some things in a bit. You take your elder brother and sister-in-law to set up a stall at the entrance of Nanbeiju."
Lu Xingxing didn't quite understand.
Her second sister-in-law is too calm.
the next day
A small stall was set up at the entrance of Nanbeiju.
Sister-in-law Lu shouted loudly, "Pig head meat, delicious pig head meat, one yuan per pound, or you don't have to pay if it's not good."
There's a restaurant right across the street.
"Boss, everyone went to buy pork knuckle from that stall. We have all the pork knuckle left today," the waiter said anxiously to the boss, looking at the stall across the street.
"Have you found out? Nanbeiju is closed. Where did they come from?"
He has been running his shop here for a long time. Before Nanbeiju opened, his shop was always packed with customers. But since Nanbeiju closed, he has sold more pork knuckles in one day than he did in the previous week.
He hopes that North and South Residence will be closed forever.
"Oh no, boss! The customer says our prices are too high and wants to return the goods."
"What?"
"The stall across the street has the exact same taste, and a pork knuckle costs two yuan."
"How could that be? The cost of buying the goods is more than that."
"real!"
Immediately afterwards, a large-character poster was put up in the North-South neighborhood.
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