The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 237

Wang Mazi opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I remembered wrongly. I didn't buy it yesterday, but I bought it a few days ago. I left it there and forgot to eat it. Once I ate it yesterday, it ruined my stomach."

As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers booed.

Some people are already whispering: "That's Wang Mazi from the gambling house in the town, who specializes in cheating and abducting."

"He saw that the business of the bamboo shop was good, so he set his sights on this place."

"The owner of this bamboo tube food shop is the young owner of Fuxiangji. To blackmail him, isn't Wang Mazi too courageous?"

Hearing the whispering discussions around them, Wang Mazi and his wine and meat brothers opened their eyes wide and viciously swept towards the crowd of onlookers.

At this time, Pan Yiming followed the discussion: "They are right, Wang Mazi, you blackmailed me, and you made a scene at the bamboo tube food shop while you were going to the market, you are really getting more and more courageous!"

"You are really grass eaters, and my sister's pickled bamboo shoots have ruined your stomach, then I, Pan Yiming, will pay you money, and you can pay as much as you want; but if you are blackmailing people and deliberately come to my bamboo tube restaurant to make trouble, don't blame me and me." The boss of your gambling shop is so embarrassing, so I have no choice but to invite you to the prison in the county seat."

Pan Yiming said sternly: "Although our Pan family values ​​harmony and making money, we are not afraid of trouble. You'd better think about it, did you eat the sour bamboo shoots you bought at the market? Or where?"

What a fucking disaster!
If he had known that Pan Yiming was also at the bamboo tube restaurant today, he shouldn't be greedy for the 50 taels of silver and come to this muddy water.

He came to find a job, but behind his back was the owner of the casino.

If the owner knew that he had brought someone to look for Pan Yiming's scum, he would have to peel off a layer of his skin.

That girl from Lu's wine shop has a background, he can't afford to provoke her.

But the guy surnamed Qian from the grocery store tricked him into making trouble, and he got into a mess, so the guy surnamed Qian shouldn't even think about it.

"Oh, look at my memory!"

Wang Mazi glanced at the crowd, and accurately found Mr. Qian who felt that something was wrong and wanted to run away. He rushed over and grabbed him: "Mr. Qian, I bought my sour bamboo shoots at your grocery store yesterday! Tell me!" Look, why is there the name of Zhuhu sour bamboo shoots on it, but the little boss consigned the bamboo lake sour bamboo shoots to your grocery store?"

Fuxiangji's young master, can he afford it?
Besides, the Qian's grocery store hadn't sold Su Cao pickled bamboo lake bamboo shoots for a long time.

Boss Qian's family was so cowardly that he shook his head violently: "No, no, you, you remember wrong!"

Why is the money owner opening his eyes and talking nonsense?
The girl from Lu's wine shop promised to give them money to make trouble at the bamboo tube restaurant, and it was also to support Qian's family.

In the end, he was fine, and he confessed first.

How can there be such a good thing?

Wang Mazi sneered and shouted loudly, "Brothers, did I remember wrong?"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"We just came from Qian's grocery store earlier. It was Qian's owner who said he was selling sour bamboo shoots from bamboo lake, so you took us to the little owner of the bamboo tube food store."

"Boss Qian, at the beginning, I did send the sour bamboo shoots from the bamboo lake to your grocery store for sale, but you saw that Qian was blind, and thought about soaking the sour bamboo shoots by yourself, and then your precious girl Qian Xin'er said that she would not sell them. The sour bamboo shoots I soaked, the business between us was broken."

Su Cao stared at Boss Qian's house, and said aggressively: "Your store has not sold our Zhuhu brand sour bamboo shoots for a long time, and you are not going to give an explanation? Or, the sour bamboo shoots you pickled have poor flavor and cannot be sold. The name of Bamboo Lake Sour Bamboo Shoots?"

(End of this chapter)