The full-level master chef made a big spoon in the 80s

Chapter 12 The Copycat Bag

"Cook, cook, cook whatever you cook, you can cook dumplings, you useless thing, didn't you see that all the guests were snatched away by the other side?"

The man's anger seemed to be ignited all of a sudden, seeing the proprietress directly raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

The proprietress was beaten so painfully that she cried silently while covering her red and swollen face, but she didn't dare to refute.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry. You are an old woman. You are not as good as a little girl who knows how to do business. You can also cook dumplings. But if you have some other skills, I won't be here. A poor place to live."

The man's tone was fierce, he looked at Xu Nan's booth with a ferocious face, spat hard, and then went to the counter and started looking through the money in the money box.

The proprietress knew what he was going to do at a glance, and hurriedly stopped him, using all the strength she could, desperately clutching the cabinet door, her voice almost shouting:
"What are you doing! The money here is reserved for children to go to school, you can't...gamble... anymore."

"Go away, there is no one to buy dumplings, why don't you let me go out to be cool?"

The woman tried her best to stop her, but as a woman, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't compete with a grown man, so she could only watch helplessly as the man took all the money away.

After the shop owner left, the woman slumped on the ground.

How will I live after this day!

...

Maybe this is the legendary God rewarding food.

Just as Xu Nan took out the prepared speakers and turned on the switch, before he had time to yell, several people who came to buy boards came in front of him.

They all ate here as if they had made an agreement.

One of the old men was eating while pointing at the dumpling shop opposite, and complained to Xu Nan, saying that he bought dumplings at the opposite side just now, not to mention how bad the attitude of the shop owner was.

After Xu Nan heard what happened, he looked up at the dumpling shop. The shop was already empty, and the owner was nowhere to be seen.

The middle-aged woman just now also said:
"Isn't it? I said he shouldn't scare the child, so I gave him a look. His eyes seemed to eat me."

The middle-aged woman touched her chest, as if she had been frightened by billions of points.

She was very enthusiastic, and while eating the pan noodles, seeing Xu Nan busy cooking noodles, she helped her solicit business.

When you see someone, sell to him: "Dude, let's have a bowl of beef noodles, it's so delicious, I've already eaten a bowl."

"Let's have a bowl. It's only one yuan. Rounding up means that you don't need money. If you can't buy it, you will lose money and you will not be fooled."

...

After all the prepared ingredients were sold out, it was past eleven o'clock.

She went out late today, and closed the stall later than before.

After Xu Nan packed up his things and carried them into the truck, he rode his bicycle back to the family courtyard.

Before reaching the door, he was stopped by a familiar figure.

She slammed on the brakes and almost fell!
Xu Nan took a closer look, and was so angry that he just wanted to scold her.

It's an old acquaintance, no wonder she smelled a strong tea fragrance from a long distance away.

It turned out to be Feng Tian, ​​the little green tea.

Feng Tian and her sisters, Tao Tao, were walking home after get off work at noon, when they saw Xu Nan riding an ugly, hot-eyed little broken bicycle to the yard from a long distance.

This is a good opportunity to make fun of Xu Nan. Last time she failed to please her at home, this time she must find her way back.

Feng Tian looked at Xu Nan's rustic attire, although he was smiling, his words were eccentric:
"Hey, who do I think this is? Isn't this our sister-in-law of the Lu family?"

As he spoke, he circled Xu Nan's bicycle again.Seeing a bunch of things on her cart, she asked:

"Are you going to the waste station to collect waste? I remember that Dr. Lu's salary is quite high every month. How can he let his wife go out to collect waste? How dirty!"

While talking, he waved his hand into the air, looked at Xu Nan, and covered his nose with disgust.

Xu Nan heard these words, and then looked at Feng Tian's actions, and he couldn't get angry. This little green tea is not only of bad character, she is also blind.

Could she not see the pots and pans in her car?

Who collects waste and pulls a cart full of pots and pans and gas tanks.

Still covering your nose?

I really don't know where Feng Tian's innate sense of nobility comes from. His eyes and nostrils almost grow to the sky when looking at people.

Xu Nan rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"I don't care if I collect waste products or not! Why do waste products get dirty?"

"What's the matter if I collect waste products? I earn money through my own hard work. It's clean. What's bothering you?"

"If I have your spare time, gossip every day to block the way to find a sense of existence, I might as well practice acupuncture more. Why don't you install an elevator for Mount Everest to benefit mankind when you are so free?"

After speaking, Xu Nan ignored her, got on the bike again, and shouted:

"Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way!"

Even though he said that, Feng Tian was right in front of the wheel, and Xu Nan didn't dare to bump into it directly.

She stepped on the pedals and the wheels turned forward.

Hearing Feng Tian's scream, Xu Nan supported his forehead in pain, looked at Feng Tian, ​​and said helplessly:
"Elder sister, Pengci doesn't carry one like yours. The wheels of my car don't come out even a centimeter. What are you calling here?"

Feng Tian angrily took off the leather bag she was carrying on her shoulders, and saw that it was bumped by the wheels of the car and covered with dust, and she was in a bad mood.

She looked at Xu Nan and said angrily, "You dirty my bag! You pay me for it!"

Xu Nan said without reason:

"Just wipe it off with your hands, what a big deal it is."

"Do you know how expensive my bag is? This is a classic model from the xx family. My dad brought it back for me on a business trip last month. I haven't carried it a few times before, and you've dirty it for me!
"Yes, yes, this bag is very expensive. It is said that it costs several thousand yuan. I heard that even the inner lining is made of high-quality lambskin. There is no one in this small county like ours. Tian Tian Be careful when you memorize it on weekdays, for fear that it will be scratched if you are not careful."

"Isn't it? Oh, what are you talking about with her, a bumpkin? She can't understand. How does she know what brand-name bags are? Just tell her how much the bag costs."

Feng Tian's little sisters echoed from the sidelines.

After hearing this, Xu Nan went to look at the bag Feng Tian was holding in his hand, and when she saw it, she smiled directly.

What a coincidence, she really knows this bag as a country bumpkin.

In her previous life, as a super popular food blogger, she often went to other places to participate in the God of Cooking Competition. Because of her popularity, many well-known big brands came to her to bring goods.

And this brand is one of the sponsors.

In her previous life, she even used this brand of boxes for her vegetables.

And the bag Feng Tian held in his hand was indeed a classic model from the xx family.

But xx's bags are mainly wear-resistant and durable. This bag is made of cowhide from the time it was launched until it was discontinued. Where does it come from?

So the bag Feng Tian was carrying was nothing but a fake.

"Your bag is fake."

Xu Nan kindly reminded her, and to be honest, things like bags are originally consumables, and they are produced to serve human beings.

There is really no need to treat a broken bag as an ancestor.

When Feng Tian heard this, he thought it was Xu Nan's evasive words because he was afraid that he would not be able to pay, and even said that her bag was a fake.

Go straight forward and grab Xu Nan's arm to prevent her from leaving:
"I'm dying of laughter. If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. You even said that my bag is a fake. You probably don't even know the brand."

Feng Tian was furious, and shouted to the surroundings at the top of his voice:
"Everyone, take a look. There is a person here who broke my bag and even said that my bag is fake."

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(End of this chapter)