Chapter 20

"Auntie, another chicken leg." Qiao repeatedly tore a chicken leg and handed it over.

Aunt Liu waved her hands again and again, "I can't eat anymore, my God, I have never eaten so much chicken, it is so fragrant and delicious. Without the smell of mutton, the sweet and spicy taste is more obvious, I have to drink Squeeze it."

The reason why the sweet and spicy taste is so fascinating is that it makes people painful and happy-the more spicy the more you want to eat, the more you eat, the more spicy, so repeated, you can't stop.

Qiao Lianlian had the foresight to prepare two pots of cold boiled boiled rice before eating, but they were still sold out.

After the meal, when she came back after washing the dishes and chopsticks, she saw a few children lying on the bed with their stomachs tilted, wiping the corners of their mouths with oil, and muttering, "Mother, this chicken must be very good. It's so delicious. Mutton has to be sold well.”

There is no more melancholy and worry before.

Qiao smiled again and again, but didn't speak.

The next day, the mothers came out in full force as usual.

Taking the nine chickens that were preserved yesterday, I got into Uncle Niu's donkey cart and headed for the market in Xiyang Town.

However, when the mothers and the others walked to the original booth, they found that it had already been occupied.

Occupying the stall was a radish seller. The stall owner was tall and thick, and his face was full of meat. It was hard to get along with him at first sight.

Qiao Lian walked over without looking sideways, and set up a booth at the edge.

"Mother, they are too much, they even took our booth." Gu Que was indignant.

"Occupy whatever you want, this street is so long, he can take it all if he has the ability." Qiao Lianlian said indifferently, and kept placing his hands, and set up the chopping board and knife in a short while.

Gu Que carefully folded the oiled paper on the side, and Gu Cheng took the hemp rope and the copper money for change.

Everything is ready.

Qiao Lianlian carefully opened the crock pot, and a spicy and fresh scent rushed out, piercing the nostrils of the people around him.

Fragrant, really scented!

Not to mention passers-by, even the radish stall owner glanced aside several times and swallowed.

"Oh, why doesn't the lady of the Qiao family sell mutton today?" A familiar gourmet asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid you'll get tired of eating sheep every day, so I'll eat chicken instead." Qiao Lianlian pursed his lips and smiled, "It tastes very different from lamb. Brother Li, do you want to try it?"

"You don't need to taste it, just bring me half of it." The gourmand waved his hand, "Our family loves your lo-mei, so I've decided on this taste, and I'll eat whatever it is."

"okay."

Qiao repeatedly raised the kitchen knife, raised his hand, and chopped up half a chicken. He took a package of oil paper and a roll of hemp rope.

The guest took it and went home.

Qiao Lianlian prepared a total of nine chickens today, but only half of them were sold within an hour.

"Mother, let's go home after selling half of these." Gu Que muttered to the side.

Qiao shook his head again and again, "No, I won't sell this half."

"Why, mother." Gu Que was a little confused.

"Just listen to me." Qiao Lianlian packed the remaining half of the chicken into a roll, and tidied up the booth neatly.

The mothers went straight to the stall where they bought the chicken yesterday.

"Boss, here are ten chickens." Qiao greeted repeatedly.

The butcher who was still smiling yesterday had a bitter expression on his face, "This... this..."

He wanted to say like Butcher Wang that he was sold out, but who told him that this was a stall where the chickens were all in cages, and there was really nowhere to hide.

The boss hesitated for a while, but finally told the truth, "Miss Qiao, someone...don't let me sell chickens to you, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Qiao Lian pursed his lips and did not speak.

Gu Que on the side exploded, "What's wrong with you two? You were fine yesterday, but why did you change your face today? Didn't we pay you for the meat?"

"Que'er, don't blame the boss."

Qiao repeatedly grabbed the runaway eldest daughter, "The boss is also a small business, and they can't help it."

What he said moved the chicken seller's nose to tears, "Miss Qiao's family is a good person, I'm really sorry for you, I'm sorry."

Qiao repeatedly nodded to him, and led the children to a relatively secluded corner.

"Mother, what should I do?" Gu Que looked frustrated, "Yesterday I couldn't buy sheep, today I can't buy chickens, even if we change them, we won't be able to buy them tomorrow."

It seems that the big girl is not stupid at all.

Qiao Lian patted her head, "Don't be afraid, this is Yunxilou's trick. They want us to have no meat to sell, so as to force us to compromise."

"Could it be that we really want to hand over the stewed meat recipe?" Gu Que's eyes revealed a deep unwillingness.

Even Gu Cheng's fists were tightly clenched.

Is this power?

Bullying others by taking advantage of his position, using his own identity to crush all other people's lives, leaving nothing behind.

It's... damn!
"of course not."

Qiao Lianlian's crisp girlish voice shattered the condensed atmosphere around her.

Gu Chenghuo raised his head, and saw his stepmother's face full of confidence, and said in a loud voice, "Yesterday I compromised to buy chicken, but I just wanted to see what Yunxi Building can do. Today I know, this Yunxi Building is going to kill us, so don't blame me for fighting back."

The other children looked confused.

Only Gu Cheng frowned and looked at his stepmother, hesitantly said, "Are you planning to..."

"Yes."

Qiao Lianlian took out the remaining half chicken from the bamboo basket, turned to look at the Gaomen Restaurant standing beside him, and walked over with big strides.

As we all know, there are two big restaurants in Xieyang County.

One is Yunxi Building, which is elegantly decorated, fresh and indifferent, and it is mostly a place where scholars and talents gather.

The second is Sixi Building, which has a transcendent taste, is quiet and heavy, and is mostly a place for businessmen and landlords to eat.

The main guests of the two are different, which also creates a difference in the style of each other.

For example, there are many talented scholars and beauties in Yunxi Building, and occasionally there are people who are very talented, reciting poems and reciting some famous lines. It is said that they were written in Yunxi Building, and slowly added a lot of fame to Yunxi Building.

If things go on like this, even Yunxilou itself vaguely calls itself "the No. [-] restaurant in Xieyang County".

But in reality, Sixi Tower might not be much weaker than him.

……

At noon, it was time to usher in the meal.

Qiao Lian and a few children stopped at the door of the Sixilou branch in Xiyang Town.

Although the clothes on the mothers were not dirty or smelly, they were washed to the point of turning pale. They were very different from the high-quality fabrics of the surrounding guests, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not here for dinner.

Fortunately, the waiter at Sixi Tower didn't chase them away, but approached them with a smile and said, "Is there something wrong, my lady? If you want to find someone, why don't you tell me, and I'll help you find it."

Qiao Lian nodded secretly.

The so-called knowing the whole leopard at a glance, if you want to see how a store is, you can get a general idea just by looking at the employees in his store.

The people in Sixilou don't dislike the poor and love the rich, and they don't yell at each other just because they are poor. Instead, they can come up with a better solution. It seems that they are a somewhat conscientious store.

"I'm looking for your shopkeeper." Qiao Lianlian calmed down and said softly.

(End of this chapter)

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