"Give me a bowl of porridge."
…
Just like that, their business started to pick up again.
Song Kexia and Li Fangliang looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.
The incident happened suddenly today, but fortunately it was resolved satisfactorily.
When there were no customers, Li Fangliang asked her, "You said that about the gastric lavage, you were lying, right?"
He felt creepy just listening to it.
Song Kexia shook her head. "It wasn't really a lie, but I did say it in a scary way on purpose, just enough to scare him off."
"You don't work in a hospital, how would you know?"
"Someone in our compound needed gastric lavage before. I heard the aunt in the compound mention it. I didn't expect it to be used today."
Li Fangliang clicked his tongue. The little girl seemed quite proud.
But thanks to her, the matter was resolved satisfactorily.
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, they sold all their goods and packed up their stall to go home.
When I returned to Sister Hu's house, Wang Guihua and Hu Qiaoer had already returned and were cooking in the kitchen.
Seeing them coming back, Wang Guihua asked, "Why are you back so late today?"
Li Fangliang told the story very angrily, and Wang Guihua was also very angry after hearing it.
When these people do business, they don't think about how to make delicious food to attract customers, but only think of these dirty tricks to harm people.
"Does she think that if she drives us away, customers will buy her food?
Without us, there will be others. People like this will definitely not be able to stay in business for long."
Song Kexia agreed with what Wang Guihua said, "Mom is right, but something like this will more or less have some impact.
Even if they don't find any evidence, it will still affect their business.
If you are caught doing something wrong, the consequences will be even more serious, so everyone should be more careful in the future."
Wang Guihua nodded and said, "From now on, when we make buns, we must use real ingredients.
As long as there is nothing wrong with our things, we are not afraid even if they want to harm us.
If our stuff is not good, we won’t even dare to say anything.”
Song Kexia nodded secretly.
Who says it isn't true? If she knew today that her things were not good, she would definitely feel guilty and choose to keep quiet. She would not have the courage to argue with that person.
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