Xu Meijuan sat on a small stool, placed a pot of crayfish in front of her, and began to peel and eat them.
The smiling face and happy expression while eating made people passing by salivate.
"Awang, how did you do this?"
Xu Meijuan asked curiously.
"I was taught by a chef."
Chen Wang replied with a smile.
"Really? Why would anyone teach you?"
"It's my destiny!"
"Stop it."
Xu Meijuan rolled her eyes, stuffed a whole piece of shrimp into her mouth, and continued: "But this thing is really delicious. Why didn't anyone make this before?"
"This is very troublesome to process, and requires a lot of spices and seasonings."
Chen Wang smiled and said.
"You deserve to make money!"
Xu Meijuan licked her fingers, then picked up another one and started peeling it.
"Who told you to eat this?"
Chen Wang handed a foam lunch box full of lobsters to the customer, looked at her skillful movements, and asked in surprise.
"Tsk... you underestimate me, don't you?"
Xu Meijuan rolled her eyes and pouted, "What's so difficult about this? My dad is a professional foodie. He has eaten crayfish before, but he has also eaten shrimps from the sea. Aren't they all the same?"
"That's true."
Chen Wang nodded with a look of sudden realization.
After eating half of the lobster, Xu Meijuan wiped the oil off her hands with a tissue, and then helped Chen Wang and the other man sell the lobsters.
With her help, the two of them felt a lot more relaxed.
The number of customers coming to the market is limited, and the price of three yuan per pound is indeed a bit expensive. Even if it looks very tempting, not everyone can bear to buy some to try.
When it came to the last big bucket, there was no one in the two long queues, only passers-by would come to ask the price from time to time, and then about half of the people would choose to buy one or two kilograms.
"You can't sell them anymore. Why don't you sell them all to me? I'll take them to my dad and ask him to give a few kilograms to each of the employees in the supply and marketing cooperative."
Xu Meijuan suggested with a smile.
"No, this is over 100 pounds!"
Chen Wang waved his hands in amusement.
"So what? The supply and marketing cooperative doesn't have enough, and we have quite a few colleagues at the purchasing station. What's your 100-plus pounds?"
"I know, but this is not a good idea. It's still early, so let's sell it for a while longer. If I really can't sell it, I'll ask you for help, okay?"
"That's fine, whatever you want."
"Come on, take a look if you pass by, take a look, there are delicacies you have never seen before!!"
Chen Wang shouted loudly to the passers-by.
With some free time, Chen Wang started chatting with Xu Meijuan.
Upon learning that Chen Dazhuang was going to get married this month, Xu Meijuan looked at him in surprise.
"Brother Zhuang, why didn't you invite me? Don't you consider me a friend?"
"No, no."
Chen Dazhuang blushed and shook his head in panic, and hurriedly invited, "Come over to play on the 22nd of this month."
"No problem, I'll definitely go."
Xu Meijuan nodded with a bright smile and asked curiously, "What's your wife like? Is she pretty?"
Chen Dazhuang blushed and nodded.
"You're great! You found a wife without making any noise. Congratulations."
Xu Meijuan smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Thanks!"
Chen Dazhuang smiled innocently and scratched his head.
Thinking about how Chen Wang had asked him before if he had any thoughts about Xu Meijuan, and how the villagers had also asked him similar questions after seeing Xu Meijuan, Chen Dazhuang felt very embarrassed.
Chen Wangcai has always had a better relationship with Xu Meijuan. It is only because of Chen Wang that he can barely be called friends with Xu Meijuan.
Especially after learning about Xu Meijuan's family background, Chen Dazhuang no longer had any thoughts in that regard about her.
Being well-matched is very important in any era.
While Chen Wang and the other two were chatting and laughing, at a stall not far from them, two young men were eating the braised dishes sold at the stall. They looked at Chen Wang and the other two and whispered to the stall owner.
The stall owner was a man in his thirties or forties with a bald head and a very obvious scar from the corner of his left eye to behind his ear.
"Brother, there aren't many people there. Are you sure he made a lot of money?"
"Why would I lie to you? They're almost all sold out. The stuff over there is three yuan a pound. I saw them sell bucket after bucket with my own eyes. If nothing else, there must be at least more than a thousand yuan in his bag."
The eyes of the two young men, who were about 20 years old, suddenly lit up when they heard this.
After looking at each other, the two of them instantly reached the same idea.
"Damn it, is it so easy to make money now? This crap is only three yuan a pound, isn't it a rip-off? Let's do something to enforce justice today."
"Well said."
The two of them sang the same tune and forced a reason for what they were about to do.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, and he said in a deep voice: "If possible, you can help me get his formula, and then we can make money together, and I will give you two components each."
"not enough!"
One of the young men threw the gnawed chicken leg bone on the ground and said indifferently.
"What?"
The middle-aged man frowned.
"I said 20% is not enough, we all want 30%, and you can take 40%."
The young man said in an unquestionable tone.
"Yes, we want 30%, otherwise you can do it yourself."
Another young man immediately agreed.
"Okay, let's do as you say, okay?"
The stall owner suppressed his anger and agreed with a sullen face, cursing the two men in his heart.
If he hadn't heard from an elder brother that the higher-ups were going to crack down severely this year, and therefore retired from the underworld, would these two young men have dared to talk to him like that?
Before this, Brother Qiang was a big shot in this town, often followed by a dozen or twenty younger brothers. Who dared not to give him face?
Including these two young men, they were just his subordinates before, but now they dared to bargain with him.
Just wait!
There will always be a chance. Once this wave of crackdowns has passed, he will teach these two bastards a lesson.
"That's it, this is not a good place to fight, let's go find a few people and block them outside."
The young man said this with a playful smile, and took the largest braised chicken leg from the stall.
Seeing this, the young man next to him also reached out and took a braised pig's trotter.
The two men gnawed on the chicken legs and pig's trotters in their hands and walked out of the market.
"Ayong, isn't it bad for us to treat Brother Qiang like this? He looks scary."
"You're not, are you? Brother Qiang? He's already retired from the underworld, why are you still so afraid of him? Then you might as well just quit and go back to your mother's house."
"Go to hell, who's afraid of him?"
"Then don't be so cowardly. Who does he think he is now? Otherwise, if we want to deal with these two young boys, do we have to do it?"
“That’s right!”
"Let's go and see what those two guys are selling. They dare to sell it at such a high price."
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